<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837</id><updated>2012-02-17T06:24:39.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hidden</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>928</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-4671746390857526669</id><published>2012-02-11T15:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T16:53:44.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry</title><content type='html'>Okay, hi. I'm blogging from a phone... and it sucks, hahas. Anyways, man, it sucks too, not having a comp. Esp during birthday period! So, firstly, thaaaaanks! ^^ esp the idiot that kept denying my birthday ._. And hahahaha, this year the best, a range of presents that are simply WOOHOOOOO!  EG pyjamas, gummmmmy, shirt! Wallet! Nail polish, cup, etc! Hahas, so yepp, thanks peeps! :D&lt;br /&gt;And I forgot what happened in the week. &lt;br /&gt;But anyways, will not be blogging, since comp is still spoilt, and no one is going to fix it, so yeh, goodbye! :B&lt;br /&gt;Don't miss me. AHAHA&lt;br /&gt;And ohh, there was Mr leong's birthday. We gave him a giant card and a pandan cake. Mad cool, please. &lt;br /&gt;Okay, now its the real bye. Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-4671746390857526669?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/4671746390857526669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=4671746390857526669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/4671746390857526669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/4671746390857526669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2012/02/sorry.html' title='sorry'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-8467687535530033058</id><published>2012-01-30T20:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T20:18:43.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>afternoons with you</title><content type='html'>karma's a bitch: women probably enjoy sexual intercourse. try enjoying it while you give birth. why when things get in, its enjoyable, but when things get out, its like burning in hell? [not that i experienced it, but jeez.] &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, had a few people asking me, 'whoa, not hot ah, wear two shirt' but seriously, i wonder why had i not realize the solution of wearing double layer earlier. it doesnt make me feel insecure [haha] and, like, more comfortable lehhhhh. k. i'm crazy, but whateverrr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guilt stricken of not doing/bringing chemistry tys. ahhhhhhh. but but but, TCHOUKBALL TOMORROW! and starting physics tuition tomorrow. ._. ohgoshhhhh, and there's no time to study chemistry common test. its only the first day of school. four more to go! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ly9t4g7KNn1r9ssxjo1_500.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;byezxc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-8467687535530033058?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/8467687535530033058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=8467687535530033058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/8467687535530033058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/8467687535530033058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2012/01/afternoons-with-you.html' title='afternoons with you'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-3839036154991679300</id><published>2012-01-29T18:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T18:38:04.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>summarized</title><content type='html'>nom nom nom. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nom nom nom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;zzz zzz zzz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;zzz zzz zzz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;zzz zzz zzz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;daaaydreaaam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-3839036154991679300?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/3839036154991679300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=3839036154991679300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/3839036154991679300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/3839036154991679300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2012/01/summarized.html' title='summarized'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-1727404941948852975</id><published>2012-01-28T19:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T20:02:54.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fisheye</title><content type='html'>was overly hyped up in the morning, and woke at 6/6.15, and reached way too early, to meet yongqing, LOL so yep, breakfast, and off to school! percussion was boring. hahas, but mmm, i hope i'll continue playing drums for the next few performances, :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, sharene came, lesson ended, went to chunyu's house, TO ATTACK THE FOOD. [#happens every year] eateat talktalk laughlaugh, sharene's as funny as everrr, and we played daidee, :B and then we went off. hahas, its just a small meet up, but so fun. LOL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mehh, thats all. and, just a picture that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; depicts me in class: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhrbkjA2ls1qayee8o1_500.png" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and after class: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ly6q0ysuLL1r9sdm7o1_500.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-1727404941948852975?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/1727404941948852975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=1727404941948852975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/1727404941948852975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/1727404941948852975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2012/01/fisheye.html' title='fisheye'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-6546762403703571076</id><published>2012-01-27T19:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T20:22:13.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whirlpool</title><content type='html'>that ridiculous moment when you laugh till your sides ache, your tears just comes out, and two hours later, you dont remember whats so funny, till you recite the joke again, looking like a fool trying to laugh, breathe, and talk at the same time, while not knowing the reason of why the laughter erupts for the second time. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meh. finally its friday, some time for me to relax, procrastinate, then die again next week. -cheers- anyways, uh, its so damn unfair. aesthetic groups gets nothing. n.o.t.h.i.n.g. we do not have a ceremony like sports cca, or a aesthetic day like uniform groups. all we have is crazy hours of practice for a concert, or nerve-wrecking SYF competitions. where we do not even get a medal. or a certificate. just... points for cca. pft.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, amaths was screwed. biology was some confusing neuron shit, history was... chinese was... and chapel basically sucks. still cant stand mdm persis. that voice, is really disturbing. and so, people just decided to be an hour late for their cca, and we went to yoshinoya for lunch! where everything was mad hilarious. seriously, i dont know why, but, gee, i have a six pack of muscles growing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went back to school with them, joined raiwin chunyu etc for frisbee, till that fugly lightning risk detector decided to start shrieking. waited for patience to end lesson, and boom, raaaaain. yoshinoya again with junru pearlyn, to watch them eat, figure fuzzywuzzy, play tetris, and.. idk. elaine came, and i had to go home, lol, but instead, i spent 25 mins in bishan station. waiting for a decent train. well, at least i had my book with me, so its alright. but still, -grumble grumble- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;percussion tomorrow. and a talk that will hopeful clear this shithead of mine. kthxbai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-6546762403703571076?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/6546762403703571076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=6546762403703571076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/6546762403703571076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/6546762403703571076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2012/01/whirlpool.html' title='whirlpool'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-5973609279609163149</id><published>2012-01-25T19:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T20:15:29.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>craptastic day</title><content type='html'>schoooool, after cny, is never good. damn.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though yongqing looks so awesome in contact lens. MUAHAHA. :B &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and thennn. its probably mad lucky, that teachers didnt collect the work i didnt manage to chiong finish... so, *wipes sweat* which still means that i eventually have to chiong the rest today. HAIYAAAH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;biology SRP, was okay, i really want to stay for the rest of the lesson. like, gr, just change chinese lesson to another day laaaaa, and stop screwing all the sciences SRP. LIKE GODAMNIT, I NEED THOSE LESSONS. life sucks, when you're screwing both hcl and science. [and maths and humanities, and everything else.] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;food in primary school canteen, chunyu's frisbee, food in J8 basement, sardines in the mrt, and finally, homeeeee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here's a very general timetable i wish i would adhere to: sleep @ 11pm &amp;amp; wake @ 6.am &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if i could really stick to it, perhaps life wouldnt be that craptastic. and so. uh, G'BYE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-5973609279609163149?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/5973609279609163149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=5973609279609163149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/5973609279609163149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/5973609279609163149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2012/01/craptastic-day.html' title='craptastic day'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-1133861852314244214</id><published>2012-01-25T19:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T19:59:11.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everything hits you hardest at night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxyxjoZXpr1qenyauo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEARRR! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;first day of cny was, well, somewhat fruitful, :B got 272$ from 3 houses. but, really, as we grow older, more people die, and we get reminded how many of those cute old people died, during cny. so, apart from the angbaos, and the unlimited helpings of pineapple tarts, its a sad festival. #jasmine's theory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;second day, wapiaaaaang, woke up damn late, haha, when i woke up, caryl etc were already at nex. LOL so yep, christopher, ginola, daryl caryl, raiwin, yuheng, patrick and i went to yuheng's house first, where we got bombed by chicken wings, crabmeat balls [WHOA, DAMN NICE, I THINK I ATE TEN++] etcetc. gee, then off to elaine/pearlyn house, then meihui's house, where we gambled. a. lot. there were two grps actually. lol, i was with the 'MONEY IS HARD TO EARN. DO NOT WASTE IT.' kind of grp, lols. learnt taxes poker from daryl though, coolzxc. but a stupid game. HAHA thennn, walked to christopher's house, and met some peace people there, O: ended up in a management office, where we played truth/dare/daredevil. hahaha, became bored, and whoosh, home! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;dying of all the homework. i'll prolly do the routine that'll lead me to death: sleep early wake up late. anyways, GOODBYE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-1133861852314244214?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/1133861852314244214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=1133861852314244214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/1133861852314244214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/1133861852314244214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2012/01/everything-hits-you-hardest-at-night.html' title='everything hits you hardest at night'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-8340847883666155725</id><published>2012-01-21T11:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T21:31:57.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dilemma</title><content type='html'>I dread the big choices which loom up in my life. I am afraid. I feel uncertain. What is best for me? What do I want? I don’t know. -  &lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Sylvia Plath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;woohoo, met up with yuheng raiwin ginola elaine for cny shopping. waaaaa, walked damn long sia, and was pretty sad at first. HAHA, OR LAZY. cos i'm fat. meh. but yeah, while elaine managed to buy so much things, i was just, SOMEONE. JUST GIMME SOME NICE CLOTHES, FREE SIZE, THANK YOU. then, the guys joined us, and the stress to get clothes before it was midnight [LOL] got stronger, i even contemplated the idea of getting a dress, and going 'this that this that this' at every junk clothing i see, LOL. but yep, got a navy blue button up and brown pants. and a lime green watch. WOOHOO. saw all the guy‘s clothes, and shoooooes, woah, damn chio. but walao, things that i like, i cant get them. or maybe i will. someday. anyways, patrick and yeunggin came afterwards, the guys were mad funny, and, hahas, yeah, went home. fun eh, end up going back in separate trains, hahas. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yep, thats all. G'BYE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-8340847883666155725?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/8340847883666155725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=8340847883666155725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/8340847883666155725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/8340847883666155725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2012/01/dilemmia.html' title='dilemma'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-2367809789142705808</id><published>2012-01-20T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T23:22:08.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chain reaction of shit</title><content type='html'>WOOHOO, EARLY RECESS! for completing history homework.&lt;div&gt;WOOHOO, SKIPPED 15 MINS OF HISTORY!, to sit outside guzheng room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOOHOO, FIRST TIME MEMORIZING PERCUSSION SCORES, feeling so damn nervous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOOHOO, PERFORMANCE WAS FUN, but so damn boring already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOOHOO, IT'S FINALLY THE HOLIDAYS, THE WEEKENDS! but the homework load is crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOOHOO, CHINESE NEW YEAR! i have no new clothes to wear yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOOHOO, FRISBEE WITH RANDOM PEOPLE, but my shoe was soaaaaaked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOOHOO, HAD DINNER WITH LOVELY PEOPLE, but yongqing was sick... T.T [get well soon!!] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOOHOO, MINI-DEBATES, it's so confusing, cold, and contradicting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, i guess that's about all. gee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BAH, SO TIRED, BACK ACHE AGAIN. AM I GROWING MUSCLES ON MY BACK OR WHAT AHHH? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but. eh, bye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-2367809789142705808?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/2367809789142705808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=2367809789142705808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/2367809789142705808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/2367809789142705808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2012/01/chain-reaction-of-shit.html' title='chain reaction of shit'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-6989442193908802888</id><published>2012-01-19T20:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T20:45:13.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>depends</title><content type='html'>okay, so realized that i'm somewhat unconsciously contradicting myself, so, i shall not say that i'm going to mug. or do homework. or sleep. or diet. BECAUSE THEN I'LL DO THE EXACT OPPOSITE. shit. then aiyaaaaa, like promised to improve on chemistry. but from last year till now... seems to always be having that 'see me!!' on test papers. so... idk. just sayin' HA&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAYS. screwed up day again, haha, each a cup for lunch, at 6.30pm. dinner at 8.00pm cool or what? but, geez, at least we got to play tchoukball. teehee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okie, bye  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;You can talk with someone for years, everyday, and still, it won’t mean as much as what you can have when you sit in front of someone, not saying a word, yet you feel that person with your heart, you feel like you have known the person for forever… Connections are made with heart, not tongue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; border-collapse: collapse; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-top: 10px; "&gt;&lt;tbody style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;tr style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 20px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; width: 1px; "&gt;—&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" class="quote_source" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;C. JoyBell C.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-6989442193908802888?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/6989442193908802888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=6989442193908802888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/6989442193908802888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/6989442193908802888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2012/01/depends.html' title='depends'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-8272562407122940903</id><published>2012-01-18T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T21:37:32.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tonks</title><content type='html'>meh. failed two test, when it is just the first few weeks of school, haha, and prolly screw up biology common test too. the 'i can do it' picture, doesnt seem to help much. as well as my consistent nagging in the head that goes 'kaboom, you're gonna die, jasmine'  was such a..... reason that i feel like chopping my head off now. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and gosh, that deafening silence, when we could seriously sense the disappointment mr leong had in us. -stabstabstab- and that 'see me' with multiple exclamation marks. ._. !&amp;amp;@*#$^%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, gee, ended school at four today. INHUMANE. all i ate was.. fish burger for breakfast. three drumstick for recess. koi for lunch. felt so skinny for once. then when i go home, GLUTTON. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so. instead of being such a whiny pessimist, goodbye, off to do homework. cant wait for percussion rehearsal and performance, :D and then, jangjang~ CNY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really, i want to be a guy: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lm1m9z3iDV1qcugwpo1_500.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lx32caMap11qeddxyo1_500.jpg" alt="9scientists:  sin título by fragile.alice on Flickr. " /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-8272562407122940903?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/8272562407122940903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=8272562407122940903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/8272562407122940903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/8272562407122940903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2012/01/tonks.html' title='tonks'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-8792218488909611939</id><published>2012-01-17T19:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T19:57:49.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sos</title><content type='html'>realized that i studied the wrong biology chapter. -stabstabstab- AND I ONLY REALIZE IT ON THE TRAIN THIS MORNINGGGGG. whaaats wrong with meeeee? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WEEHOOO, PE WAS SUPER FUN. and confusing. walao, brain dead early in the morning sia. supposed to let opponent miss catching the rebound ball, i went to catch it for them instead, -facepalm- I FOUL-ED TWICE. SAME MISTAKE. and mr chu was watching hahaha. but, tchoukball still fun la, :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, anyways, mask painting for chinese today. yulaoshi was hovering around though. ._. and, mm, mine sucks like, well, shit. haha. but geez, my brush was as thick as ruan jing tian's eyebrow you know. x.x what do you expecttt? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hm, somewhat chaotic CCE lesson, with hampers and bags and all. and, preparing to go to bishan home! the trip was seriously fruitful. cos at the end of the whole thingy, i could say that i'm not as scared anymore. :B &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahas, but really, i was kind of sad and wanting to cry, [yes, i'm like super emotional nowadays, i guess], when i see their faces/movements, and they cant really talk, and i've no idea what are they doing, but they're eating/drinking and actually showing the *thumbs up* sign. so. whooosh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and when we return to the home, we actually saw much more intellectually disabled people! many of them waved to us, and even talked to us! though my buddy, simply threw aside the paper flower, and started eating ._. even after i fed him ribena, london rolls, and yusheng! hahaha, sad la, that he entirely doesnt recognise me anymore, but. geez. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got to sit mr leong's car [though i was a very... useless group leader, ha], and man, all cars feel the same, from the inside. though the outside looks so different! hm, okay, so yeah, ended late, debrief, accidentally had a mini explosion of sparkling H2O, walked home with elaine! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE END. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time to start mugging for biology. SCREW SEC FOUR'S LIFE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-8792218488909611939?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/8792218488909611939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=8792218488909611939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/8792218488909611939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/8792218488909611939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2012/01/realized-that-i-studied-wrong-biology.html' title='sos'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-6429142899471943780</id><published>2012-01-15T12:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T12:43:03.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>personal conflict</title><content type='html'>nyahaha, went for dinner with dad, at causeway point, woodlands! okay, it was just foodcourt food la, nothing much... but there was this kid sharing tables at us, and he kept looking at me. i think he likes me. -grin- LOL JK &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to watch THE GREAT MAGICIAN! wa, damn interesting sia. plus, its a hongkong movie, so, i like it. HAHA. its about magic, love, wit, and the qing dynasty[LOL] so, yepp, its coolzxc. there was a part of the movie, where they said lots of inspirational stuff. but I MISSED IT. prolly go google search their speech, and can use in chinese compo. hahaha, joke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hm, so yeah. sunday already, and homework not completed, aiyaaaah. but, to all the strugglers [struggling people, people that are struggling] :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l6bwveexds1qaobbko1_500.jpg" alt="(via seven-twentysix, leilockheart)" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-6429142899471943780?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/6429142899471943780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=6429142899471943780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/6429142899471943780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/6429142899471943780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2012/01/personal-conflict.html' title='personal conflict'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-6012103010079647340</id><published>2012-01-13T19:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T20:11:04.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>282 days</title><content type='html'>heh heh. one whole chicken, shared with eight people. its like a party, after a stressful week. lots of laughter and jokes, (Y) plus the badminton, a method of de-stress. AND ITS FRIDAAAAAY~ &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so very demoralizing, and frustrating being in higher chinese class. i'll get paranoid, and think that everything bad refers to me, that i'm really an outcast, hahaha, for bringing the percentage of distinctions down, for this, for that, plus what if i'm the only one that fails higher chinese o'levels? yes, you're probably thinking i'm ridiculous, but, OH GOSH, WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k, anyways, next week is gonna be hectic, with all the charitable events, so, will not be updating as much, i guess. idk, just saying, in case the blog dies. or maybe it doesnt matter. since i dont know how many of you guys are reading...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO GOODBYE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-6012103010079647340?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/6012103010079647340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=6012103010079647340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/6012103010079647340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/6012103010079647340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2012/01/282-days.html' title='282 days'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-5094570650905948399</id><published>2012-01-12T19:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T19:44:51.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>traumatised</title><content type='html'>so i was saying about trying not to screw up anything else, but *surprisesurprise* &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I SCREWED THE PHYSICS AND CHEMISTRY CLASS TEST&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yulaoshi is going to find out that my studies sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that i cant cope with any shit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then she'll kick me out of her class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i'll prolly die of depression. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;na, just kidding, but still... D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's amaths test tomorrow, so sian. probably going to flunk it as well, but. oh gosh, i'm so tired, cant wait for the weekends. i'll probably sleep an extra two hours, AND MUG ALL THE WAY. or procrastinate all the way...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stayed at the detention area to do some physics and chemistry. wa, the wind damn shiok. then patience peeps came, and it seemed like a party. then willy wonka came, and, ahahaha, GLADYS, YOU'RE CUTE. really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay. bye. hope all you guys out there are coping with SEC FOUR LIFE. or maybe its just that i suck... k, bye! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ludc4gotBi1qjm1zlo1_500.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-5094570650905948399?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/5094570650905948399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=5094570650905948399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/5094570650905948399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/5094570650905948399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2012/01/traumatised.html' title='traumatised'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-7478556982679172675</id><published>2012-01-11T20:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T20:16:46.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bear with it eh</title><content type='html'>sucks sucks sucks sucks sucks, everything sucks&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KNOWLEDGE, Y U NO IN MY HEAD? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to vjc today. badminton 30 mins, basketball 5 mins, frisbee 15 mins, toilet 10 mins, drink 10 mins, pictures 15 mins. things we're supposed to do: ask questions about the school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hm. not thinking about which jc to go into, but thinking about how to improve studies. timetable clearly doesnt work, so... PURE HARDCORE, AT WHATEVER SUBJECTS I WANT TO STUDY AT THAT MOMENT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meanwhile, hopefully i wont screw up anything else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;lots of love to vupa, hahaha, :B&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-7478556982679172675?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/7478556982679172675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=7478556982679172675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/7478556982679172675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/7478556982679172675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2012/01/bear-with-it-eh.html' title='bear with it eh'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-1568650706914007801</id><published>2012-01-09T17:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T19:29:30.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeshhh, screwed againnn</title><content type='html'>oh yes, the o'levels results are out. the school did, uhm, not too well, i guess. but, so did i &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a B3. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, infer. g'bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and, whoop! congrats to all those distinctions, and people who are satisfied! :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-1568650706914007801?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/1568650706914007801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=1568650706914007801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/1568650706914007801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/1568650706914007801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2012/01/yeshhh-screwed-againnn.html' title='yeshhh, screwed againnn'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-8085695805539883174</id><published>2012-01-08T11:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T17:58:25.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>decide</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/8766811?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0" webkitallowfullscreen="" mozallowfullscreen="" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;meh. its tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;gonna die. but. so curious. what would the reactions be like? laughing? crying? stoning? angry? mehhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-8085695805539883174?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/8085695805539883174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=8085695805539883174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/8085695805539883174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/8085695805539883174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2012/01/decide.html' title='decide'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-2629780336019146193</id><published>2012-01-08T09:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T09:57:48.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what am i supposed to dooo~</title><content type='html'>okay. its the weekends! survived four days of school, and it feels like a fan-a-freaking-tastic four months of torture. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, cca day was... fruitless. there's only four people that's really interested in joining guzheng. so. well, would just like to say goodluck, to the future batch. guzheng performance was lousy, and godamnit, i was sitting in the sunlight, waaaaa, damn hot sia. and i couldnt flip my scores, so i screwed up. LOL someone smart then decided to move up all the guzhengs, so YAY. anyways, the main point is percussion. it was fun. with some screwups here and there. but, the second round, everyone did brilliantly! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though the moving instruments up and down the stairs seriously piss me off again, but, gwah. i was so tireddddd. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had half a chicken with yongqing pearlyn elaine junru, best meal of the week, as i've been skipping most recess and lunch, x.x and grrrrr, height and weight coming soon. home, and man, was so looking forward to reaching home, that i actually alighted at yishun, and nearly went down the escalator. -facepalm- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, saturday! hahas, went to cut hair with junru! waited for like, whaaaat, three hours?! and, ohgosh, i cut bangs. BAAAANGS. looked ridiculous, of course. i feel like a pineappleeeee. will post a picture, when the fringe gets long, and i dont feel so much like a pineapple. LOL and junru. i guess she really wanted bangs too. but the hairdresser didnt. ._. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, met with yuheng, and down to fareast! damn, the clothes were expensive. but.. i guess i rather fareast's clothes than bugis. hm. or maybe its just the environment. so anyways, down to bugis, where we bought some stuff, watched some basketball, met with yongqing! [for like 10 mins nia] and whoosh, finally, back home. my dad said i look cheena. so. asfldfsjhaslkjbn &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hm, now, going off soon, and there's five tests next weeeeeek? and CIP proposal by tomorrowwwww? #dead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2012 resolutions: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- BE THE MOST HARDWORKING PERSON EVERRRRR. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- STOP GETTING FINED FOR NOT RETURNING LIBRARY BOOKS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- DECORATE MY ROOOOOM~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- LOSE WEIGHT! BY WHATEVER MEANS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- DO LESSER AWKWARD STUFF, BE MOREMOREMORE SOCIAL, TALK TO MORE PEOPLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- LOVE MORE. hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, yeah, here's the resolution. well, something like that. i had a much better resolution during the start of the year, but i just cant phrase it, right now. so there. g'bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-2629780336019146193?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/2629780336019146193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=2629780336019146193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/2629780336019146193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/2629780336019146193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-am-i-supposed-to-dooo.html' title='what am i supposed to dooo~'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-675399297978348517</id><published>2012-01-05T19:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T19:59:21.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little more</title><content type='html'>so freaking frustrateddddd! &lt;div&gt;and there's cca day tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GUZHENG IS SO FREAKING FANTASTIC. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO DAMN LAST MINUTE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHAT IS THIS?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's still one chinese zuoye to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and.. ASDHGFJKL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll blog some other time. g'bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-675399297978348517?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/675399297978348517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=675399297978348517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/675399297978348517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/675399297978348517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2012/01/little-more.html' title='a little more'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-3675916267668052764</id><published>2012-01-03T19:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T19:18:33.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>orang utan</title><content type='html'>FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL! and we receive threats about homework. hahaha. oh, and freaking ridiculous talks, the worst one from raja. i feel like throwing a bomb on her head. okay. so. got to sit with roann. yeah. again. and, behind me, yeunggin and yuheng. so. i guess its alright! hahas. and asdfghjkl, mr leong damn nice, gave us a clip/toyeraser/note, as a welcome back gift! mr reggie lim became our co-form teacher, in place of mdm murni, hehehe. and, oh nooooo, we've now got common test in our timetable. which means, we're all forced to study every week! okay, which i guess is supposed to be a good thing, but. *sudden realization* i'm a secondary four student. *sobsobsob* &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yeah, and a bigger *sudden realization* HOMEWORK! I'VE GOT SO MUCH TO DO, KTHXBAI &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-3675916267668052764?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/3675916267668052764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=3675916267668052764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/3675916267668052764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/3675916267668052764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2012/01/orang-utan.html' title='orang utan'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-3918076299648626479</id><published>2012-01-02T17:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T17:46:04.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if i get pass this week.....</title><content type='html'>after... 7 hours? i've just done one part out of five, for chinese. *accomplishment* at this rate, i'll need 28 hours more. ohgod, i feel like sobbing my pathetic ass off, i mean, gee, who cares about the similarities and differences of kong zi and qu yuan?! and ohgod, what are those squares i'm typing into microsoft word? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here's my new year resolution. for this week. well, after i survive this week's resolution then i'll post the resolution for the year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. finish chinese homework today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. finish chemistry homework tomorrow morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. finish physics and emaths homework tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. finish socialstudies and biology homework on wednesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. finish english and history homework on thursday. and burn the amaths homework. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did i miss out anything? ha. and... after i've completed those, it'll be chinese new year, and then my birthday! YAY! something to look forward to. k, shit. need to get back on track. CHINESE, YOU ASSHOLE.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey. would you rather sitting with roann or yeunggin? just asking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-3918076299648626479?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/3918076299648626479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=3918076299648626479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/3918076299648626479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/3918076299648626479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2012/01/if-i-get-pass-this-week.html' title='if i get pass this week.....'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-5868440892638786738</id><published>2011-12-31T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T00:21:31.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seal it up</title><content type='html'>2012. WAIT. DONT COME YET. GIMME LIKE, ONE WEEK MORE TO DO HOMEWORK, AND GET USED TO THE IDEA. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;idea..? mentality? that i'm a friggin sec four. about to screw the o'levels. with a period called the 'commontest' every week. and then. i have to write 4truth'12 and not, some 3truth'11 and then. i'll be able to look down from the fourth floor and gloat on being the top of the &lt;s&gt;world&lt;/s&gt; school. and then. i'll be senior-senior. about to step-down from cca, [ohmygosh, i'm so sad, i'll miss chunyu and lester. and even the botak laoshi. and ohmygosh, mrs tay.] and then. well, yeah. its the last year of school. if i say i'm gonna try my best to enjoy and treasure this last year, it sure as hell wouldnt happen. so yep. uh, whatcha call it? reverse psychology?! k. stupid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, lols, damnit, 2012 liao. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahas, had quite a great new year eve, aha, FINALLY, NIHON MURA BUFFET AGAIN! hehehehehe. with elaine gladys junru! and yep, exchange presents! anyone knows where to get a helium pumper..? ha. so. yeah, watched sherlock holmes, OMG, SO DAMN AWESOME. AHH, I WANT TO MARRY HIM. and yongqing. ahem. anyways, yeah, he's friggin smart, ohoho, and funny. and ohoho, weird, so, it's fantabulouzxc la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;met pearlyn at toapayoh, to train down to chompchomp! presents agaaaain! AH, THANK YOU, THE PRESENTS ARE MAD CHIO+ GREATGREATGREAT. well, hope you guys like the wrappings. LOL JK. oh ya, chompchomp. the place is. sadly, not as great as i expected. damn the expectations, always bringing disappointments. but, ooh, the stingray. and ooh, the size of the sugarcane cup. and ooh, oyster taste eek. and ooh, my first time trying chicken and pork satay. HAHA. so, hehe, down to macdonald, [after a round of walking in watson...] to sit and well, talk, while i figure the chinese homework. [GG] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reached home at eleven-ishhh. and. tada, typing away like a maniac. i'm so sad. really. school's starting. aka hell's coming my way. and. the only thing i look forward to is learning to play tchoukball? ha. eh, anyways, goodbye. HAVE A NICE YEAR AHEAD,  LOVELY READERS! and may you guys fulfil the resolutions, :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-5868440892638786738?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/5868440892638786738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=5868440892638786738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/5868440892638786738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/5868440892638786738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/12/seal-it-up.html' title='seal it up'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-2290012717209026346</id><published>2011-12-28T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T22:09:12.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>escape</title><content type='html'>time to start on homework. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvrfjkVm6k1qc4uvwo1_500.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;does anyone want to tutor me? amaths, physics, chemistry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;qzxaswcevdfrbgntmhykujliopqgrdvewszftbxapjuokmlihynhj&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not exactly an interesting post... but BYE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-2290012717209026346?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/2290012717209026346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=2290012717209026346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/2290012717209026346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/2290012717209026346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/12/escape.html' title='escape'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-4138775196594605781</id><published>2011-12-27T22:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T22:41:38.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>afsgdlkhj</title><content type='html'>ohaizzz, sorry, mini hiatus that somehow snowball-ed to uhm, a week-long hiatus :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. school's starting in exactly a week. damnit. screw the homework, much less studying in advance. really, did i had the 'oooooh, i'm going sec four, better study in advance' kind of thinking when the holiday started? SUCH A NAIVE FOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, plenty of stuff not done, SO SAD. did i mention that my dad didnt accompany me to science centre, in the end? could have cried a waterfall. LOL JK, anddddd.. oh yeah, i wanna exercise or something, i think i gained.. 4 kg? YESH, SO FAT, LIKE A uhm what, FISHBALL, MEATBALL, uh, SUMO. well, in a teenage girl standard. screw the society, people say, but, hahas, lol, we ARE the society. so, screw ourselves! D: but before screwing myself (esp when school starts) i wanna have another buffet first. MUAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm. when are we receiving o'lvls chinese results? anddd, when does nafa guzheng results coming out..? though, obviously horrible results for both, but, eh, still curious la. so. anyone knows? would be nice to leave a comment, tyvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, i'll figure something interesting to update the blog. ha, ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwtk62Rug31qawpa6o1_500.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-4138775196594605781?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/4138775196594605781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-1073598524112406960</id><published>2011-12-18T23:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T15:51:32.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fark</title><content type='html'>the trip to malaysia was all a farking time-wasting thing. &lt;br /&gt;no shopping. damnit. &lt;br /&gt;strangers that keep asking you to eat eat eat, with food that i'm totally not interested in. damnit. &lt;br /&gt;weirdass guide that keeps cancelling every single nice place to go, just so we could go to her ass-shop, to buy her ass-products, so she could get her ass-commission. damnit.&lt;br /&gt;dinner at a place where the speakers are lousy and ear-blasting loud at 1875047390485 decibels, and best thing ever, you're right at those ass-speakers. damnit. &lt;br /&gt;no chewing gum due to paranoid mom over 'oh no, the custom will fine you for chewing gums' damnit. &lt;br /&gt;the best thing that i bought was a hotwheels car from a seven-eleven shop. pathetic much, damnit.&lt;br /&gt;emergency that decides to come right when i'm overseas and least expected it, damnit.&lt;br /&gt;the list could go on, and argh, i should stop. kthxbai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-1073598524112406960?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/1073598524112406960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=1073598524112406960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/1073598524112406960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/1073598524112406960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/12/fark.html' title='fark'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-6302052462725384059</id><published>2011-12-17T08:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T09:10:47.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another chance?</title><content type='html'>gee, sorry, for the lack of posts. a mix between lazyness and well, more lazyness. hahas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, yongqing's gone to cambodia -insert sad faces- -insert cheesy lines, you're there i'm here there's thousands of miles between us- [though, eh, hahaha, we're still in the same continent, asiaaa!] okay, 'nuff. anddd, elaine's off to hongkong/macau. so, hm. borrrringggggz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to malaysia tomorrow. one day trip. its a.. relative's thing. hahaha, like, those that are going, are all my relatives, and damn, i've tons of relatives, its gonna be shitass, calling everyone of them, and getting mixed up, LOL anyways, i'll try to get some stuff there. though. i reckon it'll be boring. i hope my prediction is wronggggg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yepp, that's all. guess i'll be going to science centre today with my dad. FINALLY, SOMEONE, SOMEONE WHO'LL ACCOMPANY ME TO SCIENCE CENTRE. WHOOP! :B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-6302052462725384059?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/6302052462725384059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=6302052462725384059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/6302052462725384059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/6302052462725384059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/12/another-chance.html' title='another chance?'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-4092615866943857900</id><published>2011-12-12T21:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T10:15:27.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>re-ignite</title><content type='html'>whoop! meet up with liting, kent, kelvin and xuanling! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;man, had to wait for one and a half hour, zzz, cos most of them overslept, HAHA. and had breakfast alone while waiting, hahaha. xuanling came, kent came, PLAYED ARCADE! wapiang, damn lousy now, 想当年... k, i'm still equally lousy. anyways, down to khatib for prawning! damn epic, saw liting walking to the bus stop, but she missed the bus which we were taking, BUT. she reached the place first. it was dark magic, seriously, i swear. LOL and... prawning is mad ass expensive. and. unfruitful. like !$*%(@# kelvin and i caught NOTHING! T.T lousy. hahas, but kent not bad sio! caught four! grilled the prawns. uhm. a bit disgusting. and the uncle gave us six more. haha. down to northpoint japanese themed foodcourt to eat! mad hungry, nom nom nom. had ice cream too, milky tea flavour! not bad, not bad. kenna chased out by a few shops, and decided to sneak into arcade with the icecream, LOL saw all the mad pro players, and off we go, to kelvin's house. three cheers for mahjong &amp;amp; sprite [the dog], hahas. somewhat figured how to play mahjong now, WOOHOOOOO! and i'm sorta addicted to it. eh heh. and, oh, as usual, the dog was mad cute, muchmuchmuch fatter, and somewhat hyperactive, hahaha. got dog's slobber all over though, lols. finally left at about 7+. ate at sunplaza, with xuanling, who kindly decided to accompany the glutton[me]. for three times, i thought she got asthma attack, cos she was laughing at her 小说 she was reading, ._. back to arcade for another game, and home. quite a great day, with some awkward silence, lols, but i wouldnt mind a few more outings like this. ehh. ciao! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-4092615866943857900?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/4092615866943857900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=4092615866943857900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/4092615866943857900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/4092615866943857900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/12/re-ignite.html' title='re-ignite'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-7924814762713886890</id><published>2011-12-11T11:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T11:25:52.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a lunatic in your head</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lva7rfr3kM1r28svmo1_500.jpg" alt="voguechanel:  Ginta Lapina " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;been trying to tie my hair this way. its impossible. so lousy at tying hair, sheesh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;okay, uhm. yeah, bored as.. someone who is bored.  ._. but at least i've got books to read, woohoo! and. well, quite a few stuff to do actually. but. there's just this I'M BORED feeling. to think that nov was such an awesome month, then, dec, such an effing boring month. zzz been playing cards with my dad. anddd, we decided to play with money! i think i owe him 16$ now. HAHAHA. 1$/per card. yeah, it is a killer. hahas, and oh, i went on a 3 hour bus trip with my mom, just to see the christmas lights in orchad road. ridiculous, i know. we sat on 4 different bus too! and talked a lot. as usual, hahaha. so, yeppp. wanting to spend time with family, and tada. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;:megusta: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-7924814762713886890?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/7924814762713886890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=7924814762713886890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/7924814762713886890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/7924814762713886890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/12/lunatic-in-your-head.html' title='a lunatic in your head'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-3947985198777307749</id><published>2011-12-07T16:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T17:20:11.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRUSTRATINGLY BORED</title><content type='html'>things to do when you're bored:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. sing 'Zombie' by the cranberries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. tie your hair in 10 different styles [girls only, ha]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. stomp.com.sg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. twitter.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. tumblr.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. try to differentiate the korean guys. [i still cant differentiate though...] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. imagine &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. play a musical instrument&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. shuffle, dance, finger tut&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. look through old sms-es&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. look through old cards, presents photos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. organise your wardrobe according to color. [pathetic, i managed to do it within 5 mins. ._.] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. go through your own blog posts. or others. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. camwhore. [if your hair/face looks nice that day] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. rant out in microsoft word. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. experiment in microsoft paint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. draw on your walls. [provided that your parents dont kill you for doing so.] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. create wish-lists&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20. stalk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21. play tetris battle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;22. sort out e-mail junks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;23. write your will. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;24. cook. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25. paste stuff on the refrigerator. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;26. call your best friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;27. play neopets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28. learn to rap [love the way you lie, super bass] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;29. wonder why chinese characters are written this way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;30. think of names to name your future children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;31. think of questions. what do you regret most? what do you live for? etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;32. wash your face 3 times, brush your teeth for 15 mins, take a bath for 30 mins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;33. count the number of teeth you have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;34. talk to your parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;35. count your savings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;36. change your bedsheet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;37. take out your umbrella and fold it neatly, like when you first bought it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;38. change the time on the family's clock and laugh at your family's reaction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;39. listen to a nice radio station&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;40. list out the shows, dramas, movies you wanna watch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;41. do sit-ups, push-ups.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;42. try on all your clothing, mix and match them in ways you've never tried&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;43. sort out all the clothe-hangers in colors and types. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;44. find pictures that you like, and keep them in a file&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;45. do a facebook 'like this and i will asdfghjkl' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;46. fold paper stars, origami, straw hearts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;47. think of christmas presents, birthday presents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;48. record yourself singing your favorite song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;49. think class tee designs for the year ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;50. create lists like me. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RIGHT, I'M SO EFFING BORED RIGHT NOW. ARRGH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-3947985198777307749?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/3947985198777307749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=3947985198777307749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/3947985198777307749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/3947985198777307749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/12/frustratingly-bored.html' title='FRUSTRATINGLY BORED'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-5344556085192797169</id><published>2011-12-06T21:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T21:25:31.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zronk</title><content type='html'>things that happened today. [point form] &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. promised to eat with parents, woke up with a grrrrroaaaaan at fugly 7 o'clock. nice wanton mee though, :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. looked at cockles in NTUC. learnt some stuff. mad interesting. really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. had burger king for lunch. passionfruit icecream is weird. REPEATING FOR THE SECOND TIME: THEIR ICE CREAM, [PLAIN] IS DAMN NICE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. entrance to www! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. shiok river is shiok. tsunami is okay-ish. ularlah is boring. waterworks is boring. jacuzzi is fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. samsung is OHMYFATS. x.x really, i though i was going to fly out, cos my butt was in mid-air during the slide. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. bus down to interchange, bus down to tai seng, train down to serangoon, good bye to junru and yuheng.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. yoshinoya with yongqing. FAMISHED. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. train down to bishan, good bye to yongqing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. home sweet home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm tanned! I LIKE IT. hahahaha. damn happy that it didnt rain today. damn happy that the sun is strong today. thank you, whoever that is controlling the weather. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if i were to go again. i'll spend five hours floating around shiok river. looking forward! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-5344556085192797169?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/5344556085192797169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=5344556085192797169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/5344556085192797169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/5344556085192797169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/12/zronk.html' title='zronk'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-274520292606185431</id><published>2011-12-05T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T22:27:51.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screw</title><content type='html'>oh. happy 900th post to myself! hahahaha. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay. so. yeah, went to NAFA today. for guzheng grade three exam. and, JANG JANG. totally failed it. hahas. it is my own fault. so. hmmph, byebye, that 60-70$ that went down the drain, *waves* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;walked around with moooooooooom. it is super boring. zzz plus, it was the bugis area. AGAIN. so, uh yeah. nothing much to talk about. brought a pair of shoes. MY BLUE ONES DIED. DIEEEEEEEEEED. i'm fugly sad. seriously. nothing, absolutely nothing could ever replace that pair of shoe! *wails* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meh. bye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-274520292606185431?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/274520292606185431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=274520292606185431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/274520292606185431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/274520292606185431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/12/screw.html' title='screw'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-2862568686561585542</id><published>2011-12-04T10:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T10:50:36.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>breeze</title><content type='html'>hi. its tenthirty in the morning, and my family isnt awake yet. FIRST DAY, OF MY 15 YEARS OF LIFE. [what am i saying?] but yeah. the lunch wedding yesterday was pretty awesome. the bride, and groom, are both SKINNY, bone skinny, AND TALL, yongqing-kind of tall. jealous much. and, -sobsob- the groom had a speech, its was so touchinggggg. plusplus, he managed to control the atmosphere so well! switching from a touching moment, to a joking manner. whoop. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, yepp. ended at three plus, and decided to go to the cathay, with dad, hehe. to y'know, see if yongqing is there. and he is! *happy* continued to walk in the drizzle, reached bugis street! ohkaaaaay. the place is getting boring. unless i bring lots of money, to get whatever i want. anddd, if i'm there alone, where my parents wouldnt shoot down every piece of clothing i like, with a stab of criticism. sheesh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;home sweet home pretty soon, by mrt. hogged the priority seat. nyahaha. here's a tip. go to the last carriage. if an old man/pregnant could bother to walk there, he/she prolly isnt in need of that seat. been trying this theory for quite some time, and yeah mannn. i think it is true :B okie. the end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tetris battle on facebook isnt working now. BRB CRYING. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-2862568686561585542?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/2862568686561585542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=2862568686561585542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/2862568686561585542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/2862568686561585542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/12/breeze.html' title='breeze'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-805147342076275606</id><published>2011-12-01T18:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T18:50:24.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to the start</title><content type='html'>HI DECEMBER! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NvYmvOhCVuo/TtdZFMR9cdI/AAAAAAAABdU/tF6PB0XjJKI/s1600/tumblr_lrmic7avaY1qb97oso1_500.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NvYmvOhCVuo/TtdZFMR9cdI/AAAAAAAABdU/tF6PB0XjJKI/s320/tumblr_lrmic7avaY1qb97oso1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681107400681943506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mind you, this is the most difficult thing ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;meanwhile, i shall cuddle up, a book in hand, and, ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-805147342076275606?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/805147342076275606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=805147342076275606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/805147342076275606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/805147342076275606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/12/back-to-start.html' title='back to the start'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NvYmvOhCVuo/TtdZFMR9cdI/AAAAAAAABdU/tF6PB0XjJKI/s72-c/tumblr_lrmic7avaY1qb97oso1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-2432480712043267640</id><published>2011-11-30T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T21:25:54.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smurf you</title><content type='html'>OHOHOHOHO. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today was great! ironic, but, great. met up for badminton, played for.. 2 hours? hahaha, and died on the floor. which was SUPER DIRTY. and oh, damn cool, i was so heated up, that my glasses fogged up. guess i'm too steaming hot. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;drinks, and got chased out, T.T AND GLADYS, [I SUSPECT] IS STILL AT HOME. sheesh. decided to have steamboat! at yuheng's house. and man, it was so so so so so smurf-tastic. shopped at nex's NTUC, and started preparing the food! fun. hahaha. now, housewife seems like an interesting job. JUST KIDDIN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;watched smurf on funshion. while eating. best thing ever. ahhh, they're so cuteeeeeeeeeeee! stuffed mushroom, shabushabu, meatball, hotdog, crabmeat, instantnoodle, and some other stuff, I THINK I'M NEARING 60KG. [i'm kiddin. before i reach 55, i'll kill myself] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was pass my curfew. and so had to chiong home without clearing up. i'm so sorry. really, x.x and hm, yeah... -lost in thought- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thats all. ciaos! man, i wanna go back eat again. HAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-2432480712043267640?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/2432480712043267640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=2432480712043267640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/2432480712043267640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/2432480712043267640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/11/smurf-you.html' title='smurf you'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-489201541013769731</id><published>2011-11-29T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T21:09:38.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chapters</title><content type='html'>went out with mom! the journey to the east. yeahyeah, to you guys, its prolly like the end of the world, -- boonlay. HAHA there was this bigbig market there, which we had breakfast/lunch. and, some old shops, and a NTUC, and those random auntie-ish cloth shop. now, get the idea? yeah, i spend 2+ hours there. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my mom met her friend there. who used to stay in yishun. and, as usual, the chatted away in like, idk, 3 different languages, for half an hour[or more]. while the sadsad forgotten me stared into blank space/ looked at a dog/ try to figure what they're saying &lt;s&gt;while looking cool and uninterested.&lt;/s&gt; and, i got the story! -smug- its a sad story though. D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally, went to jurong point. and. brought a dress. its pink. chewing gum pink. fairy pink. HAHA. will be wearing on 3 dec. another wedding, you see. ._. hm. read book while my mom shopped in yuehwa[cheena shop], had longjohnsilver, burgerking icecream[OMGOSH, ITS EFFING NICE], and homeee! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvdy9kyaNd1r3e29go1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eh. i wanna see fireworks with friends. but. would be quite impossible. so. hm. i'll wait. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-489201541013769731?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/489201541013769731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=489201541013769731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/489201541013769731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/489201541013769731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/11/chapters.html' title='chapters'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-1705795951347177359</id><published>2011-11-28T22:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T23:19:55.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shrug</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY PEARLYN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;would be really nice of you to treat us, cos my stomach is growling, and my wallet is empty. how sad. HAHA. so, whoa, nice tiring day. hahas, on saturday, went to get a pencil case, and down to scape, to book playnation room! :D anddd, to go to elaine house, to prepare for the journey to somerset, scape! it'll be like a mini amazing race. with maths sum, and ridiculous questions. HA&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, kfc, polar cake, off to scape/playnation with gladys and yongqing! played streetfighters first, hahaha, realized that i missed the old times, [eg 10 years ago] when i used to play that game with my bro. [*surprisesurprise*] its fun. esp when you K.O. someone. [to think that 10 years back, i hardly K.O. anyone. guess that i improved in spamming buttons, LOL] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;junru came in with the kfc, which they tried to 'confiscate' since we're not allowed to eat in the room. but, nyahaha, whatever. played wii party, band hero [WOOHOO, THE BEST GAME EVER], mario kart, [DAMN, THE WORST GAME EVER.] because, i'll never fail to drive the in the wrong direction, some time during the race. ._. pearlyn quite pro though. HAHA, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so. hm. out of playnation, cake! :D and jangjaaaaang, presents! :B yongqing went off though. D: and thennnnn, i did a stupid dance. [which totally proves that i cant dance/ have to learn dancing from someone] but, it was fun. ridiculously fun. some photos, and off to toapayoh, for round two! HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;met meihui and jingyi, another cake, ! this time, a total surprise. though, ahem, kind of weird, to have so many people following to elaine's house to retrieve things, but yeah. pearlyn is... cute + blur. WHICH IS TO OUR ADVANTAGE. :D eh heh. went into pearlyn's house, ohohohoho, so cool. its the second time. i think. and this time, i've got time to absorb the details of her house. HAHA. eh. now i sound weird... but, whatever, just get the gist of my meaning will do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of course, i would somewhat anticipate people coming over to my house. but.. that should be in the middle-range future. hahaha, whatever that means. hm. had a ridiculous status and comments on pearlyn's wall. LOL and that marks an end to pearlyn's birthday, i guess. :B so everyone in clique is now 15. whoooosh. time flies. meanwhile, i should take some time to go through the past year+ previous years+ memories + photos+ conversations + blogposts. would be interesting. nostalgic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eh. g'bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-1705795951347177359?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/1705795951347177359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=1705795951347177359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/1705795951347177359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/1705795951347177359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/11/shrug.html' title='shrug'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-2746064460602306808</id><published>2011-11-25T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T00:08:36.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh yes, i live in a different century.</title><content type='html'>ahahas, met with caryl darilyn daphne at library! called elaine and bharath to join us, ahahaha, the conversations were damn funny. and, man, we were in the library!! LOL went to ajisen, stomach growling. ate quite a lot, since caryl got a new bowl of noodles, as the person got a wrong order. lol so yepp, elaine came, talk laugh etc. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;off to coffeebean! tried to do homework, in the christmas atmostphere. literally. IT WAS FREEZING COLD! but somewhat shiok. haha. yeah, as usual, leaving our laughter EVERYWHERE, about a ridiculous hairclip and stuff, [i wonder what happened after i left..!] met up with chunyu and lester! to do cakeeeee, for pearlynnnnn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teehee, a surprise! haha, didnt exactly smash. well, we're so nice. [and i like my handwriting on the cake, ohohoho.] then. in the end, annette kenna smashed by pearlyn, -facepalm- so, warm up in gz room, WALAO, KNUCKLES DAMN PAIN SIAAAAA! kept hitting against the drums, aaaaargh. then, exercise time! hahaha. heavy bulky drums, geez. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;performance! mad cool. i enjoyed it. really. though it prolly wasnt written on my face. LOL, mr reggie lim was like right in front of me. he made me nervous. SOMEHOW. lolol mr leong was around in backstage too, O: anddd, okay, summary: our performance was nice. -grin- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lie on the floor in guzheng room, with pearlyn, wah, shiok laaaaa. if under the aircon, more shiok laaaaa. hahaha. mrs yip drove the juniors to J8, while the seniors walked. WHAT LOGIC IS THIS, SOMEONE TELL ME. and she gave us 50$ to eat. and that means: ice cream buffet @ haagen dazs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes. crazy. super. but. OH YEAAAAAAH! haha, so yepp, playground floor, the 8 of us, wearing percussion tee, sharing four cups of icecream, sitting in a circle, eh, quite fun leh. some left, remained pearlyn chunyu and lester. hahas, talked, called sharene, [oh gosh, i miss her. D:], talked, laughed, prom, talked, home! it was somewhat an abrupt end. haha, i think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and lester said he's going to miss chunyu not being in his class. AWWWWWH. and chunyu replied the same sentence. well, softer, but still, AWWWWWH. lester damn cute, seriously, sometimes, hahaha. okay. i'm fugly tired. it is past 12.00am. YEAH, CLAPCLAP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today was fantastic. tiring-ly fantastic. g'nights. -snore- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-2746064460602306808?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/2746064460602306808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=2746064460602306808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/2746064460602306808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/2746064460602306808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/11/oh-yes-i-live-in-different-century.html' title='oh yes, i live in a different century.'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-2846295291541701539</id><published>2011-11-24T12:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T10:08:53.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dawn</title><content type='html'>PERCUSSION LESSON! HAD TO TEACH JUNIORS HOW TO PLAY! worst job ever. i'll never be a teacher, its so damn difficult, i cannot teach! so yeah. die. lol but, hehe, after tomorrow's performance, FREE FROM PERCUSSION! :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thennn, BREAKING DAWN WITH ACDDE! and four guys sitting at row three. lolol eh, really ah, the show, not nice laaa. interested in bella's wedding gown nia, LOL then. zzz, use a condom, and there wouldnt be this movie. ._. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hm. neoprints! hahaha, mad funny. THERE'S BHARATH IN EVERY PICTURE! &lt;i&gt;like a boss.&lt;/i&gt; hahas, down to 313, had food republic, walao, the food i ordered like eeurgh only. played a one-sided hideandseek, hahahaha, hid in a hellokitty shop, it was crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;spent lots of time in the epicentre. photobooth, woohoo! the shopkeepers were like staring at us for a damn long time. because we were playing with it for a damn long time. so yeah. embarrassing, but fun like adhgkjldhs. i mean like, there was this green shirt uncle that joined in the fun too! hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/392808_10150393606223492_680758491_8633231_463084676_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahas, pangseh elaine, two times in a day. or was it three? hehe, sorry, :B went home, zzzzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-2846295291541701539?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/2846295291541701539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=2846295291541701539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/2846295291541701539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/2846295291541701539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/11/dawn.html' title='dawn'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-883133035251880149</id><published>2011-11-23T10:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T10:15:08.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;HI. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;I'M HOPELESSLY IN LOVE WITH TETRIS BATTLE. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;CAN YOU GUYS GO FACEBOOK AND SEND ME SOME ENERGY? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;PLEASE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;BYE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-883133035251880149?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/883133035251880149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=883133035251880149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/883133035251880149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/883133035251880149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/11/oy.html' title='OY'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-131469533513550955</id><published>2011-11-22T08:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T10:13:42.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>odd</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;okay, so down to expo again. with mom. i think she's obsessed with that place, lol. went to john little fair, zzz the clothes are cheap. well, cheaper than usual. anddd, WAHAHAHA, THE TOYS ARE FUN. there were nerf guns to play with! but. naaa, i feel like a giant if i walk to near them, the guns and the kids. so, there i stood, for half an hour, while my mom, like a typical auntie, went to attack the bag sale. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;achievement at the end of the day: FBT and shampoo. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;down to changi airport terminal three, it seems like a shopping centre. some shops are still not ready, but, still a nice spacious place to walk. (Y) zzz on the bus, with earpiece on. mom talked to me, i screamed back in reply. how embarrassing. -cringe at memory- so yepp, thats all. ciao! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.staticflickr.com/2160/2047791121_34449c061a_z.jpg?zz=1" alt="photo" width="427" height="640" id="imageChecker-13219216955190" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; display: inline-block; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(254, 254, 254); " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;marc johns..? marc jacobs..? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-131469533513550955?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/131469533513550955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=131469533513550955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/131469533513550955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/131469533513550955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/11/odd.html' title='odd'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-1512437643707382036</id><published>2011-11-21T17:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T17:57:54.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whispers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_luxvlf6Xnd1qd94umo1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- refers to lots of people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so, i went to expo! for its food fair. LOL with my mom. who made me became a maid/ weightlifter for about... two hours? seriously, those canned food, claypot, drinks, I'M STILL WONDERING HOW CAN SHE CARRY ALLLLL OF THEM HOME. cos, gee, i pangseh-ed her and went for guzheng in school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and, *surprisesurprise* i met yongqing!! with his BB guys, O: really, there's no better co-incidence than this. haha, met at payalebar, went to bishan together, -grin- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so. last guzheng lesson of the year, YEAAAAAH MAAAAAN! would be officially guzheng-less, only after 5th dec though. -sobsob- played the exam pieces, lousy shit. going to fail. cant memorize, lousier shit. T.T exam in two weeks time. we'll see what happens. zzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;prolly going out with mom again tomorrow, hehehe. perhaps to changi airport. LOL i really wanna make this holiday fruitful, with outings/meet-ups/food/fun. so yeppp. prolly burning a hole in my pocket/wallet/piggy bank. but i'll save up. okay, the end of my mundane/repeating thoughts, ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-1512437643707382036?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/1512437643707382036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=1512437643707382036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/1512437643707382036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/1512437643707382036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/11/whispers.html' title='whispers'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-1937250494756422874</id><published>2011-11-20T08:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T16:25:44.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i can see beauty where others see ugliness. that either makes me an artist or a person of very poor taste</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0w-BKILguEU?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm dead bored. and my blog is going to be a mini-youtube. D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the week ahead is going to be somewhat interesting again. free on tuesday and wednesday though. ANYONE WANNA JIO ME OUT? LOL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, its raining heavily now. the weather is shiok. but my boyfriend isnt on msn. T.T LOL JOKE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm going to sleep. and practice guzheng. exam in 15 days. just hope i wouldnt fail it. ._. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. twitter is boring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-1937250494756422874?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/1937250494756422874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=1937250494756422874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/1937250494756422874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/1937250494756422874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-can-see-beauty-where-others-see.html' title='i can see beauty where others see ugliness. that either makes me an artist or a person of very poor taste'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/0w-BKILguEU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-8258705367624210226</id><published>2011-11-19T16:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T17:08:55.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wait, what happened to 18th nov?!</title><content type='html'>zzz, slept for 16 hours. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BACK ACHE, LEG ACHE, WHOLE BODY ACHE, WHAT WAS I DOING IN MY SLEEP, WHY ACHE? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if there wasnt percussion lesson.. i could've slept more. hehehe. missed dinner, waaaaa, i've never seen my stomach so flat before siaaa, LOL went back to its normal size after breakfast though, T.T bought new drums. NOW ALL THE DRUMS I PLAY ARE RIDICULOUSLY HEAVY! die. but gee, i like chuyu's drawing though. down to novena with him afterwards, :B the shirt frigging cost twentyyyyy. T.T and... idk, i just kind of regret it, for a few $*#%$* reasons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ate at kopitiam, brought longjohnsilver for mom, hooray, home! wondering to go foodfair or not. hmm. should i? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but anyways, here's a mad cool videos for all you lifeless peeps out there, [lol, jk]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/u94fCq3fxg8?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Fc0EzA2zWDY?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-8258705367624210226?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/8258705367624210226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=8258705367624210226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/8258705367624210226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/8258705367624210226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/11/wait-what-happened-to-18th-nov.html' title='wait, what happened to 18th nov?!'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/u94fCq3fxg8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-8388811823126025808</id><published>2011-11-18T14:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T17:10:51.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so basically, 17th nov is etched in my mind</title><content type='html'>oh my shit, the chalet was, WHOAAAA WOWWW WOOHOOOOO! though it left me mentally disturbed. LOL JK &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;percussion in the morning, was mad fun too. mos burger with chunyu pearlyn lester, EH, DONT TRY THE BUTTERFLY PRAWNS. like waste money only. o.o anddd, did you guys know fried prawn's shell/tail could be eaten? hahaha, just realized yesterday. lesson itself was pretty fun too, ^^ i think the performance would be a blast. dont screw up, and it'll surely be woohoo! -grin- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;taxi down, with patrick and yuheng. lol, mad talkative taxi driver, -facepalm- screwed the whole e!hub NTUC, didnt get to buy whistling sparkles, but bought frootloops[?] and fresh milk! :D tried carrying a bag of rice into the trolley but, too heavy, fail, among others, eg cabbage/jelly/useless stuff. LOL double bike with yeunggin, and then yuheng. ITS FUN! :D starting was kind of scary, but yeunggin was cool, so, muahahahaha. had fun. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chalet room was okaaaay. watched where got ghost/xia dao xiao, LOL MAD FUNNY. the screams, were about... 120 decibels. photospam, foodspam. om nom nom nom nom. if i have my own personal barbeque, all i need is crabstick, SAMBAL SOTONG, sambal stingray, and otah. just sayin' [and tons of chips/drinks. of course.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, yepp, mr leong came, ahahas, great, he won the somebody's name award, :D but shit laaa, walao, i'm like, !@#&amp;amp;$*$ slow. we were pretending it wasnt us that helped/act blur, but i was OYY, DIDNT WE WENT TO ASDFGHJKL. only five mins later then i got it. -facepalm- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hats are cool. but i dont fit hats. shucks. most went off to mac at 2am, i stayed in the room. and tried to sleep. assholes didnt allow me to. LOL grp photo, taupok/mango/weggie for the guys, eeurgh. walked to sunrise, saw color change in sky nia. went back, everyone died. apart from yeunggin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;died for... 2 hours. zombies went for brunch, and home! bus 88 with elaine, lol, she was sleeping. i was thinking. heard voices that sound like yuenkai[!!!], mardhiany and vivien, for the entire trip. missed the busstop at angmokio, alighted at bishan instead. ._. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;talked to mom, used computer, and prepare to zzz again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CHALET WAS AWESOME! CAN WE HAVE ANOTHER ONE? THIS TIME, I'LL BRING BACK THE LEFTOVER FOOD, OKAAAY? lol. i'm hungry laaa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-8388811823126025808?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/8388811823126025808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=8388811823126025808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/8388811823126025808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/8388811823126025808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/11/so-basically-17th-nov-is-etched-in-my.html' title='so basically, 17th nov is etched in my mind'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-89206923422642657</id><published>2011-11-16T21:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T21:51:26.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're just a daydream away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lul2evAvxX1qfewfho1_400.gif" alt="drowningintoblue:  this put the biggest smile on my face. They’re so dopey " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;thats me. yes, equally cute. *infinite laughter* unless you dont find it cute, then i'll slaughter you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so. guzheng in the morning, ridiculous, its always ridiculous. but the afternoon, was quite awesome. will spare the details though. :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;AND OH YESSSSS! TRUTH CLASS CHALET TOMORROW! WOOHOOO &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i'm so excited i cant sleep. and then i'll prolly be a zombie. but its okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;farewell! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-89206923422642657?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/89206923422642657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=89206923422642657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/89206923422642657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/89206923422642657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/11/youre-just-daydream-away.html' title='you&apos;re just a daydream away'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-648236298172542595</id><published>2011-11-15T18:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T19:26:21.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spinning</title><content type='html'>uncle calls --&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;him: hi, so, hows your result?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: okay la, average lorh. *nervous laugh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;him: really? how can it be average? not excellent? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: just normal, average. *nervous laugh* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;him: hm, what is your percentage then? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: *nervous laugh* 60-plus-percent lorh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;him: huh, whaaat?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: *die a little inside* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he said that i must be playing too much. someone told him so. -KILLER EYES AT MOM- okay, so yepp, that just happened. yes, his reaction was prolly due to my overachieving brother. lol. anyways. whoop, had lots of fun yesterday, 2faith's bbq @ mrs low's house! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was drizzling, but there was food/frisbee/fun people/fools[LOL] so, yepp, awesome. well, apart from the uh, half cooked food, eeeeurgh. though it was perhaps a little stupid, since the girls had a little talk and the guys had theirs. lol, and mrs low was walking around asking why? and go eat leh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IN TIME. the movie, was also, WOOOHOOO! amanda seyfried, mad chio sia, and her dressing is, woohooo! though it makes me totally -facepalm- for she could run so nicely with HIGH HEELS. bet she must've spoilt like... perhaps 28 heels in the making of the movie? LOL yes, i'm jealous, no, i'm not going to try heels any sooner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reached home quite late, gosh, was an unpleasant train ride, eeurgh. had guzheng today, zzz the usual, scolded like asdfghjkl. for the 36495734937th time, WHYWHYWHY? DID I TAKE THE EXAM? !#@$%#^%#*&amp;amp;$^*!^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and thennn. ^^ out with mom. had buffet at northpoint. its really cheap. and, mmm, ate for like, three hours. we were somewhat the longest lasting customer, loool. went to see books at library and popular afterwards. but brought nothing, and homesweethome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;No relationship is perfect, ever. There are always some ways you have to bend, to compromise, to give something up in order to gain something greater…The love we have for each other is bigger than these small differences. And that’s the key. It’s like a big pie chart, and the love in a relationship has to be the biggest piece. Love can make up for a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; border-collapse: collapse; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-top: 10px; "&gt;&lt;tbody style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;tr style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 20px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; width: 1px; "&gt;—&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" class="quote_source" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;Sarah Dessen,&lt;em style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; "&gt; This Lullaby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-648236298172542595?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/648236298172542595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=648236298172542595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/648236298172542595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/648236298172542595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/11/spinning.html' title='spinning'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-4335505712748717220</id><published>2011-11-12T12:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T17:37:04.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>does it ever get any easier?</title><content type='html'>percussion. oh yay, i got to play the set drums. oh boo, i have percussion on the day of truth's chalet.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;!@#$%^&amp;amp;*!*(@&amp;amp;#&amp;amp;$^%!#@$#%$^%&amp;amp;^*(&amp;amp;*^$#@! $#@%^$&amp;amp;*%#&amp;amp;^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hm. for the past month, been saving money, since i dont get allowance during holidays. hope there's enough for me to spend. :B i would feel so guilty if i were to ask for more money. though i cant find much reason why i shouldnt. but. we shall seeeee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh. sudden realization, that i only have... today, to memorize guzheng scores. lol, wishing goodluck to myself, *self handshake* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;farewell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lui5m5XqBA1qaf67lo1_500.jpg" alt="pagodas:  don’t forget to play by Marc Johns on Flickr. " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-4335505712748717220?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/4335505712748717220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=4335505712748717220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/4335505712748717220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/4335505712748717220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/11/does-it-ever-get-any-easier.html' title='does it ever get any easier?'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-1072623068551811560</id><published>2011-11-11T16:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T17:35:33.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so damn miniscule</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lu47r91Sc41qjnjq3o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;okay last day of school. time to cry -sob sob sob sob sob- but seriously, i did cry. with vupa. okay, laughed till we cried, hahahahaha. she's mad awesome. seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ANYWAYS, had some uhm, end-of-olpp lunch celebration? LOL OLD CHANG KEE FOOD. hahahaha. its nice laaa. compared to other cca-ordered-food. ._. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and gosssssh, mr leong, SO NICE FOR WHAT? he bought stuff for us. i.e. MORE FOOD. fruit plus, toblerone[?], cadbury, oreo, wangwang. time to cry -sob sob sob sob sob- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;oh, and guzheng. it was fine this time. but. GRADE EXAAAAAAAAAAM! urgh. *hurls profanities* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;had macdonald icecream with yongqing. LOL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and so. HOLIDAYS STARTS! WOOHOOOOOOOOOO!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and so. i missed 11.11 11/11/11 so yeah, didnt have the fate to make a wish then, so asdfghjkl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i'm putting my pile of homework together, and calling them 'assholes' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i'm creating a mini book calendar, to record the [hopefully] awesome/fulfilling holiday i'm going to have. starting with sundaaaaay! ^^ having two BBQs within a week. WHOOP! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;okay, byebye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qb7zjKkLCoQ?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;could someone tell me why do i keep having goosebumps from this song? hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-1072623068551811560?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/1072623068551811560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=1072623068551811560&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/1072623068551811560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/1072623068551811560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/11/so-damn-miniscule.html' title='so damn miniscule'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/qb7zjKkLCoQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-881448985762566532</id><published>2011-11-09T17:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T18:49:52.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aftermath</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="caption" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 11px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lue1cqYwzI1qh64vco1_500.jpg" /&gt; THIS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;ohai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to die. like a boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE A NICE SLEEP, GROW MORE BRAINS, WRITE FASTER, whoop&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-881448985762566532?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/881448985762566532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=881448985762566532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/881448985762566532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/881448985762566532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/11/aftermath.html' title='aftermath'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-238676768328429739</id><published>2011-11-08T19:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T19:35:06.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>down</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Life can be a constant struggle, filled with hardship and obstacles. Or it can be a grand adventure filled with challenges and intrigue. Every second of every day, it’s entirely up to you how you live it. It all ends the same way. How you feel when you get there is the only thing you have control over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; border-collapse: collapse; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-top: 10px; "&gt;&lt;tbody style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;tr style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 20px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; width: 1px; "&gt;—&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" class="quote_source" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iwrotethisforyou.me/2007_08_01_archive.html" target="_blank" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;I Wrote This For You: August 2007&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;so, now i'm supposed to get super inspired and study hard. hur hur hur. so here's a stupid joke: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[guy calling to a shop] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guy : hi, do you have cotton balls? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;receptionist: yes, sir &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guy : does it tickle when you walk? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;receptionist: -click- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, yes, its stupid. thats why i called it a stupid joke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TWO DAYS! i feel so damn asdfghjkl, i couldnt even bear to stay back after chinese to look at yulaoshi. its like, such a disppointment, right? its like wasting half of your life. and. okay. yeah, i caused it all, fancy being so OHH, I'M GOING TO DIE, URGHHH, *STABSTAB* when i could be studying like no mother. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k, bb &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-238676768328429739?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/238676768328429739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=238676768328429739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/238676768328429739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/238676768328429739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/11/down.html' title='down'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-6587015485155862457</id><published>2011-11-07T15:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T15:11:40.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>contradicting mess</title><content type='html'>THREE DAYS... !!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;things to do: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;memorize guzheng grade exam score. [this'll prolly take one month] {but it was due last week} &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chinese chinese chinese chinese. speak chinese read chinese do chinese learn chinese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;emaths homework. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;other holiday crap homework. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;figure some guzheng/percussion tee design.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;figure some guzheng/percussion outing plan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;clear my efffffing room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i should put a password on the computer, write the password in a file, and send it to one e-mail, to be sent to another email with another password to be send to one email to be sent to another e-mail and send again to another email with the password in another e-mail. just so i wouldnt use the computer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have i mentioned that i'm on twitter? its kind of confusing. but i guess that was how i felt, when i first got on tumblr --- ITS NARNIA! so, okaaaaay. i'll have fun procrastinating. anddddd. watch out for the moody posts right after chinese o'levels. whoop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-6587015485155862457?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/6587015485155862457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=6587015485155862457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/6587015485155862457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/6587015485155862457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/11/contradicting-mess.html' title='contradicting mess'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-3058873169918741835</id><published>2011-11-06T14:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T14:37:08.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thismourning</title><content type='html'>type : 'do a barrel roll' in google, and search. MAD AWESOME. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, its another mundane sunday. i've wasted 500litres of coldwater in the bathroom, since i remembered elaine saying something about 'dont you think while bathing?' and my dad saying 'when you bath in the afternoon, you dont need the heater.' i dont think this two sentences are supposed to be mashed together and carried out together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;uhm. chinese o'levels in 4 days. F-O-U-R-D-A-Y-S. its a matter of regret or tremendous regret. either way, i'll still regret. tell me again, why chinese? i would perhaps make my kid[s] learn some other language. hyahahahaha. born in singapore raised in new zealand speaks french. LOL JK. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is twitter really fun? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-3058873169918741835?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/3058873169918741835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=3058873169918741835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/3058873169918741835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/3058873169918741835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/11/thismourning.html' title='thismourning'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-8662957362799193378</id><published>2011-11-05T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T21:43:38.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>third! :B</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.takethislollipop.com/"&gt;http://www.takethislollipop.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you'll shit bricks. hahaha, just go to the website. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, so. these days were really boring. so. the blog is going to be boring too. the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-8662957362799193378?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/8662957362799193378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=8662957362799193378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/8662957362799193378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/8662957362799193378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/11/third-b.html' title='third! :B'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-5380936557315635672</id><published>2011-11-04T19:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T19:51:32.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/27244727?color=ffffff" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0" webkitallowfullscreen="" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/27244727"&gt;LEARN&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/rickmereki"&gt;Rick Mereki&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-5380936557315635672?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/5380936557315635672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=5380936557315635672&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/5380936557315635672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/5380936557315635672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/11/part-3.html' title='part 3'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-693157047342792609</id><published>2011-11-03T19:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T19:19:40.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/27243869?color=ffffff" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0" webkitallowfullscreen="" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/27243869"&gt;EAT&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/rickmereki"&gt;Rick Mereki&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-693157047342792609?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/693157047342792609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=693157047342792609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/693157047342792609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/693157047342792609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/11/part-2.html' title='part 2'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-6105114378834064186</id><published>2011-11-02T19:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T19:20:21.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/27246366?color=ffffff" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0" webkitallowfullscreen="" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/27246366"&gt;MOVE&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/rickmereki"&gt;Rick Mereki&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-6105114378834064186?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/6105114378834064186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=6105114378834064186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/6105114378834064186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/6105114378834064186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/11/part-1.html' title='part 1'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-8092332846336798505</id><published>2011-11-01T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T20:36:42.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lumos nox</title><content type='html'>bwaaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lq9b1woJMp1qdr2ego1_500.jpg" alt="e-aves:  Mikey (by steffancorr) " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i've got nothing to say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-8092332846336798505?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/8092332846336798505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=8092332846336798505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/8092332846336798505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/8092332846336798505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/11/lumos-nox.html' title='lumos nox'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-3546822412045032427</id><published>2011-10-31T19:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T22:06:59.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>OLPP. er. okay. sure, its useful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm. chinese. surprisingly, she didnt scold. coolzxc. bochup, i guess? but of course, with the usual yulaoshi style, with the uhm, 笑里藏刀? WOOHOO, MY CHINESE {Y} lol, kiddin' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CSI workshop. surprised me, it was fun. yuenkai was funny, hahas, he's nice. another one on wednesday. hmmph. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like, the week is still going to end with tiredness. there's like stuff everyday, afterschool. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, had some talk with elaine and yongqing, lol. and junru and yuheng, it was, whooooo. could have stayed longer. no one's home anyways. someone died. i'm sorry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-47Zs-mOy2TI/Tq6q4LjE2YI/AAAAAAAABcc/F9S3eRE-5LM/s1600/a.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-47Zs-mOy2TI/Tq6q4LjE2YI/AAAAAAAABcc/F9S3eRE-5LM/s320/a.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669656863055337858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RjKfLnE2fiQ/Tq6q4BKSuRI/AAAAAAAABcI/aM2CGuP0PTk/s1600/c.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RjKfLnE2fiQ/Tq6q4BKSuRI/AAAAAAAABcI/aM2CGuP0PTk/s320/c.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669656860267034898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-haH1QJ6WtpE/Tq6q32JgRcI/AAAAAAAABcA/hMnJtOUUV18/s1600/b.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-haH1QJ6WtpE/Tq6q32JgRcI/AAAAAAAABcA/hMnJtOUUV18/s320/b.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669656857310938562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-3546822412045032427?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/3546822412045032427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=3546822412045032427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/3546822412045032427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/3546822412045032427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post_31.html' title='.'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-47Zs-mOy2TI/Tq6q4LjE2YI/AAAAAAAABcc/F9S3eRE-5LM/s72-c/a.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-6859283833428323223</id><published>2011-10-29T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T09:25:24.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tutting</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/AeCVYY15F5g?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xQaFouz_CMA?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those weird stuff i've been doing with my hands. here are more of them, nicer, better, faster, cooler, eh, just admit its super awesome. hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a sunday. I WILL DO MY CHINESE HOMEWORK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-6859283833428323223?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/6859283833428323223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=6859283833428323223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/6859283833428323223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/6859283833428323223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/10/tutting.html' title='tutting'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/AeCVYY15F5g/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-7779494116868461145</id><published>2011-10-29T19:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T21:18:24.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>both ways</title><content type='html'>muahahahaha, morning breakfast with dad. ^^ &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;asked him about names. if he could change his kids' names, what would he change to? and surprisingly, he said he wont. he really like our names. O: both jasmine and gary is like, common names. but not that common where you can find one in every 50 people, and not that uncommon where you've never heard of the name before. but, thinkthinkthink, names like elaine, pearlyn, jeez, its the same. so yeah. LOL i think, there's just this special thing about names, you cant exactly describe. you just have a liking for it, without reason. perhaps, just like a person's look, too? though, i would rather my kids to have names like, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;faye,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;quincy[LOL]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;luke, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;moira&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jansen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kelsey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what about you guys? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha, okay, ANYWAYS. percussion today, carried on with the song. its fun, whoo, complicated shit, but fun, whooo. performing again, soon, the song would be longer, and there'll be two songs. i think. -grin- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how do we really study brains. i think i would like to study psychology. to understand how most people think, the stuff they do, why do they do that? whyyyyy. so i should probably start with myself? hahas, why do i do this, that, everything. what kind of life would i like to have? what kind of person would i want to become, what should i do, how should i lead a life. eh, or, this kind of stuff, you shouldnt bother thinking, planning about, just let life unravel itself? which would you choose? or you would be the one in the middle, thinking about it, but not doing much. .....?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, i should just sleep more, and let my brain stop thinking for now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-7779494116868461145?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/7779494116868461145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=7779494116868461145&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/7779494116868461145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/7779494116868461145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/10/both-ways.html' title='both ways'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-4194306601734645952</id><published>2011-10-28T18:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T19:05:25.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flee fly flow</title><content type='html'>its supposedly the last day of school. i should be crying. but there's still two weeks of olpp. but after olpp, i would be mad happy. wait. why should i cry? there'll be another year of awesome shiz again. [LOL I HOPE.]&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, YAY BEST P.E CLASS AWARD. the only award i can actually really contribute to, and earn something. hahaha. more food for chalet now, WHOOP! once i think of it, i'm instantly hungry. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ate with pearlyn elaine gladys junru afterschool, minimini icecream buffet. with metal spoons brought from home. LOL joke or cool? MAD COOL I SWEAR. but the icecream melt too fast. sheeeeesh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but yeah. hm. o'level chinese coming soon. study, or not? try, or not? can, or not? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0px" cellpadding="0px"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div class="post" style="width: 500px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-bottom: 2px; "&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; font-size: 28px; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-transform: none; line-height: 23px; letter-spacing: -2px; "&gt;"You can avoid reality, but you cannot avoid the consequences of avoiding reality."&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;-Ayn Rand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-4194306601734645952?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/4194306601734645952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=4194306601734645952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/4194306601734645952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/4194306601734645952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/10/flee-fly-flow.html' title='flee fly flow'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-1254188733374851686</id><published>2011-10-27T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T19:41:30.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>steps</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;“&lt;span class="quote" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; display: inline; "&gt;Sometimes fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions. You change direction but the sandstorm chases you. You turn again, but the storm adjusts. Over and over you play this out, like some ominous dance with death just before dawn. Why? Because this storm isn’t something that blew in from far away, something that has nothing to do with you. This storm is you. Something inside of you. So all you can do is give in to it, step right inside the storm, closing your eyes and plugging up your ears so the sand doesn’t get in, and walk through it, step by step. There’s no sun there, no moon, no direction, no sense of time. Just fine white sand swirling up into the sky like pulverized bones. That’s the kind of sandstorm you need to imagine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div class="post_content" id="post_content_11986944622" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="quote" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;An you really will have to make it through that violent, metaphysical, symbolic storm. No matter how metaphysical or symbolic it might be, make no mistake about it: it will cut through flesh like a thousand razor blades. People will bleed there, and you will bleed too. Hot, red blood. You’ll catch that blood in your hands, your own blood and the blood of others.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="quote" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; display: inline; "&gt;And once the storm is over you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div class="post_content" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; "&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%" style="text-align: justify;color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; border-collapse: collapse; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 10px; "&gt;&lt;tbody style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;tr style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 20px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; width: 1px; "&gt;—&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" class="quote_source" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;report book back! asshole results.and my report book no space liao. lol. those cip thingy weird pages. ._. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;and oh, based on only exam results, freaaaaak, i didnt improve, at all. in fact, i deprove by o.1 mark. FREAAAAAAAK. whats wrong with me? lol. no wonder, DROP BY TEN POSITIONS IN CLASSSSS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;*wallow in self-pity* swimswimswimswimswim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;okay. so yeah. guzheng lesson, there was only two people. pffffft. afterwards, it was raining. i walked in the rain, the shoes died. but it was nice. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;okay, bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="clear" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; clear: both; height: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-1254188733374851686?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/1254188733374851686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=1254188733374851686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/1254188733374851686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/1254188733374851686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/10/steps.html' title='steps'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-3467396857597593070</id><published>2011-10-25T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T22:07:43.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>leave</title><content type='html'>bom tikatika bombom ta-bom bombom-ta bombom-tata bombom-ta bombombombombombom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i couldnt see anything, downstage. its black. somewhat pitch black. and the lights onstage are like !@$(!&amp;amp;$(&amp;amp; i always feel barbeque-ed. its not a nice feeling, lol. so. somewhat impromptu speech, &lt;i&gt;hello, i'm here again~&lt;/i&gt; its weird. WEIRD. and. why, the performance, was okay. way better than i expected. so yay, something to be happy about. :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*scape again. for playnation. but were wearing uniform, so, too bad. danced at the open area upstairs. ITS COOL. gongcha, junru house, guitar, sleep, video, crayon shinchan, home! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lsmfyttaXS1qfdwsio1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;more people in guzheng next year? or percussion. o.o HM. okay, bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-3467396857597593070?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/3467396857597593070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=3467396857597593070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/3467396857597593070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/3467396857597593070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/10/leave.html' title='leave'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-3870767760551117526</id><published>2011-10-24T18:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T20:23:14.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>isolated</title><content type='html'>when you choke on chilli, you gasp and those spice seep into your throat, you burn in hell, and you try to flush down water, drown yourself, and then, drowndrowndrowndrowndrown. galug gulp gluggg&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, performance tomorrow. please. dont. screw. up. but i think it will, anyways. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;new drums, new sticks, they're mad chio, woohoo. need new perc tee. and that fugly guzheng tee. can i have some ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;school ends early! hope this week would be fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lrutq58BeF1r13owro1_500.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;fairy tales, where are you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-3870767760551117526?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/3870767760551117526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=3870767760551117526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/3870767760551117526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/3870767760551117526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/10/isolated.html' title='isolated'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-5814481673169081099</id><published>2011-10-23T17:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T20:24:08.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we're skinny</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div class="post_content" id="post_content_11810411292" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; "&gt;“&lt;span class="quote" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; "&gt;Do you ever look at a picture of yourself and see a stranger in the background? Makes you wonder how many strangers have pictures of you. How many moments of other people’s lives have we been in? Were we a part of someone’s life when their dreams came true? Or were we there when their dreams died? Did we keep trying to get in as is if we were somehow destined to be there? Or did the shot take us by surprise? Just think. You could be a big part of someone else’s life and not even know it.&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; border-collapse: collapse; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 10px; "&gt;&lt;tbody style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;tr style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 20px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; width: 1px; "&gt;—&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" class="quote_source" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;Lucas Scott&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoopwhoop, korean buffet with tequila, liting, kelvin, kent, miaoxia, xuanling! kpop music every minute. and still, the only guy i could recognise is jonghyun. LOL the food is okay laa, not much of a variety. :B we were somewhat quiet, hahas, but went down to *scape, to sitsit. like oldoldold people. and had artease drink, which's like gongcha/koi. sat down somemore, and off we go, n.u.m and homeee. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as usual, i frigging miss them, and, the old times, but we're getting older. and older. and grumpier. and sadder. and fatter. but its okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lslevnrjQD1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-5814481673169081099?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/5814481673169081099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-4468730068580000987</id><published>2011-10-22T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T22:41:49.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>away</title><content type='html'>i had a bus trip with dad. and some food after a 1.5 hour trip. we talked a lot. i didnt know i can ramble so much. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;percussion lesson was pretty weird in the morning. laoshi seems pissed/tensed/ whatever. and i was still a little groggy. done with the whole song, shit, i'm going to look like a fool on tuesday. in front of all those brats. kids who are growing up too fast. i want to be younger. younger younger younger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've got homework. practice drums, memorise 4 guzheng songs, 3 sets of chinese, emaths, chemistry. and all i'm going is sleep. its like 12 hours of sleep per day. say hi to the sloth. zzz &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, bye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltgbctv10c1r3i2zwo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-4468730068580000987?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/4468730068580000987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=4468730068580000987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/4468730068580000987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/4468730068580000987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/10/away.html' title='away'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-4622386418438937012</id><published>2011-10-20T20:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T20:40:53.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>as you wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/uQKikjYOeEY?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a video for some of you guys to test your tear gland, because i'm impersonating a foutain now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-4622386418438937012?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/4622386418438937012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=4622386418438937012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/4622386418438937012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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bookshelf.&lt;div&gt;2. coffee from everywhere all in a kitchen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. bedcovers from ikea, all on my bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. music from anywhere, all in my phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. love from anywhere, all in my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. stories from my parents, all in my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. clothes from anywhere, all in my wardrobe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. stationary from anywhere, all in my drawers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. pointless lists.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, happy stuff: passed chinese. passed chemistry. guzheng lesson was funny. somewhat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is it possible, to have people from truth dropping to patience, and people from patience, getting into truth? oh, such a horrible thought. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqkguppuem1qigjezo1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and gosh, mr leong wrote "patronus!" on my exam paper. yeah, i need one LOL meanwhile, will spend my time brushing up my music sense. pft. urgh, why is there a open houseee? and oh, someone died. i'm so sorry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-1689401779822987480?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/1689401779822987480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=1689401779822987480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/1689401779822987480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/1689401779822987480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/10/patonus.html' title='patonus'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-3528720677396278539</id><published>2011-10-18T17:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T17:09:30.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>._.</title><content type='html'>results? lol, fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-3528720677396278539?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/3528720677396278539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=3528720677396278539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/3528720677396278539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/3528720677396278539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title='._.'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-1031270777532467131</id><published>2011-10-17T19:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T19:17:51.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hm?</title><content type='html'>weekends seems abit hazardous nowadays, last week was fever, this week's a twist in the ankle, what will next week be? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;facebook, chemistry, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;[23. 72%] &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;i bet its 23 people with distinction, and average score of 72%. and obviously, i aint that 23, and i'm surely way below 72%. i mean like, in the first place, 72% isnt even high. esp when you get geeks like other truthians, that would never include me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've no idea if you understood the above, but yeah, i get the idea that my english is getting more horrible/weird by the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so. went to the massager-uncle today. he was like talktalktalk CRACCK smile, talktalk CRACKKK, smile, wrap wrap, CRAAAACK, talktalk, smile, CRACKKK, done! ._____. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lsrjumbwXf1qdz7w0o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;sure, enjoy life, going to decorate and paste stars up my room again. the glowinthedark stuff seems to be never ending. *happy* and perhaps, one day, you guys would get to come up to my house. after i spend 30 mins tidying up that is. hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;bye guys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-1031270777532467131?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/1031270777532467131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=1031270777532467131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/1031270777532467131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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!@#$%^&amp;amp;* too. andand, perc lessons starts! learning new song, for open house, ._. confusing shit, LOL AND PEARLYN IS JOINING IN THE PERFORMANCEEEEE! okay, everyone's in, but still, whooooo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, then. went walkwalk/shopping with pearlyn junru yongqing elaine! straight after exam, LOL okay, so, i didnt buy anything. but thats alright. ion - bugis street - home. that's life. we should always do that. i like walking around, there's so much stuff to see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anddddd, had RISE at MBS! it was..... okay, nevermind, my english is too lousy. words wont do it justice. so yeah. and ahahaha, junru's damn cuteeeee. the train ride was total zzz. and, while climbing down the stairs, i fell. yeah, okay, laugh. fell on my butt, crosslegged, which explains the semi-sprained ankle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess, this should be my first uhm, considerable accident? but, lol, someone screamed, WHICH MEANT PEOPLE SAW. T.T egoistic, walked like a boss till quite a distance, and started hobbling home, hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lfkuh8zM2H1qc1dqeo1_500.jpg" alt="adocica:  EXACTAMENTE. " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;will be back posting! for now, byebye. :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-801628078029411773?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/801628078029411773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=801628078029411773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/801628078029411773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/801628078029411773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/10/uhmm-hi-im-back-hahas-so-sorry-semi.html' title='you'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-2349588707635236862</id><published>2011-10-07T15:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T16:54:37.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eff</title><content type='html'>its not a shadow of doubts that i score badly this time, its a full force whamwhamwham of the realistic disappointment and anger i'm going to get, approx two/three weeks later? great. life's great. so damn great. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;!)@$*@(%&amp;amp;@(%@$*#@(%&amp;amp;#)^(#(%!(#)!*%(!&amp;amp;$!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy childrens' day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-2349588707635236862?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/2349588707635236862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=2349588707635236862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/2349588707635236862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/2349588707635236862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/10/eff.html' title='eff'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-6660131769112445329</id><published>2011-10-06T17:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T17:46:37.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>will</title><content type='html'>i wish there could be an addition of marks to whoever finds mistakes in the textbook. i found one in socialstudies. figure, its in conflict over territory. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so anyways, english today. LOL-ed at myself, for thinking up a storyline regarding 'the complaint'. and, the letter to principal, another epic fail. i mean like, -facepalm- cant the principal make he's own decision? [hey, isnt that what our own principal does?] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CHEMISTRY AND SOCIAL STUDIES TOMORROW! my situation now: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ls8vjbS0721qaoryfo1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-6660131769112445329?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/6660131769112445329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=6660131769112445329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/6660131769112445329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/6660131769112445329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/10/will.html' title='will'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-2823250496826546554</id><published>2011-10-04T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T21:05:01.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>remain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lrbba3rTJi1qeezkyo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;we're all going to die young. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;we're all going to regret the time we wasted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;oy, why am i so pessimistic? hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-2823250496826546554?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/2823250496826546554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=2823250496826546554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/2823250496826546554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/2823250496826546554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/10/remain.html' title='remain'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-1944312495088292942</id><published>2011-10-03T21:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T21:21:52.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clarity</title><content type='html'>there's clearly an age gap between my mom and i.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's clearly something with yulaoshi and insults. i'm training endurance. *karate sounds*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's clearly a need for more fans in school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's clearly something wrong with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's clearly a blocked artery/vein in my head now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_leptpmitdx1qaobbko1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-1944312495088292942?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/1944312495088292942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=1944312495088292942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/1944312495088292942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/1944312495088292942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/10/clarity.html' title='clarity'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-5336197938157394828</id><published>2011-10-02T11:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T11:59:29.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stopper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li2m2r5uBW1qgy9p0o1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;anyone else have this phobia too? hahas, i'm really afraid of growing old, not being able to jump and run and squat with healthy bones, non-wrinkled skin, [omg, i still hate my pimple, though old people generally dont have pimples], and, yeah. D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;p class="quote" style="font-size: 16px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;❝ The most important things are the hardest to say. They are the things you get ashamed of, because words diminish them - words shrink things that seemed limitless when they were in your head to no more than living size when they’re brought out. But it’s more than that, isn’t it? The most important things lie too close to wherever your secret heart is buried, like landmarks to a treasure your enemies would love to steal away. And you may make revelations that cost you dearly only to have people look at you in a funny way, not understanding what you’ve said at all, or why you thought it was so important that you almost cried while you were saying it. That’s the worst, I think. When the secret stays locked within not for want of a tellar but for want of an understanding ear. ❞&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="quotesource" style="text-align: right; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Stephen King, Different Seasons&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-5336197938157394828?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/5336197938157394828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=5336197938157394828&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/5336197938157394828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/5336197938157394828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/10/stopper.html' title='stopper'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-6020309686174969988</id><published>2011-09-30T20:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T20:43:05.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deep blue ocean</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, YONGQING! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, chinese EOY, YEAH MAN, DYING LIKE A BOSS. die with dignity, die with shiokness. at least i'm not screaming, getting overly frustrated, overly upset, ridiculously mad, so, hm. okay, accepting my fate. I SPENT ONE HOUR CONSOLING MYSELF AND PREPARING FOR THE PAPER. LOL and fell asleep half an hour before 12am, damn pissed at myself leh, -headwall-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[geez, but, lol, i still feel like smashing some stuff and all, esp after yesterday, when so much freaking time was spent on doing spelling correction, and the more i write, the more pissed i get, -facepalm- but i'm okay. THE OTHER SUBJECTS THE OTHER SUBJECTS!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterschool physics, lol, so dying in physics. the shit she was saying? ahhhhh. but, met yongqing pearlyn michelle junru afterwards, so, yeah, WHOOP! ^^ after a hundred 'anything and dunno'[s] we settled for macdonald at J8 playground! talked, and laughed like, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA X 10 [now imagine it the jasmine-quiet silent- style.] felt so great, :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;down to bishan active, muahaha, gave the birthdayboy his prezzie. :B spinned rounds in the weird playground, played with the creepy see-saw, and arrrrgh, i'm starting to shriek/scream/squeal[?!] NO! I.WILL.STOP.IT. but seriously, i would like to try to conquer my fear of playground heights. HAH. laid on the ground with junru, seeing stars/air molecules. MAD COOL. i always thought i was the only one..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home, with a terribly dried throat. when i bought my dinner, i think i croaked at the auntie. HAHA. i'm going to bring my waterbottle. really. so yepp, great day, hahas, but exams coming soon, i need to study. I'M LAGGING SO FAR BEHIND! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie byebye. happy birthday again, :B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-6020309686174969988?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/6020309686174969988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=6020309686174969988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/6020309686174969988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/6020309686174969988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/09/deep-blue-ocean.html' title='deep blue ocean'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-7272414695050485145</id><published>2011-09-29T20:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T20:03:56.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqi6a27Iij1qi23vmo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-7272414695050485145?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/7272414695050485145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=7272414695050485145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/7272414695050485145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/7272414695050485145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post_29.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-2764130276484736181</id><published>2011-09-29T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T20:02:22.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Istok Web', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(252, 254, 255); "&gt;&lt;div class="quote" style="font-size: 24px; font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; line-height: 28px; "&gt;‘Live each day as if it’s your last’, that was the conventional advice, but really, who had the energy for that? What if it rained or you felt a bit glandy? It just wasn’t practical. Better by far to simply try and be good and courageous and bold and to make a difference. Not change the world exactly, but the bit around you. Go out there with your passion and your electric typewriter and work hard at…something. Change lives through art maybe. Cherish your friends, stay true to your principles, live passionately and fully and well. Experience new things. Love and be loved, if you ever get the chance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="source" style="text-align: right; "&gt;— David Nicholls, &lt;em&gt;One Day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-2764130276484736181?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/2764130276484736181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=2764130276484736181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/2764130276484736181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/2764130276484736181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/09/live-each-day-as-if-its-your-last-that.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-3343513749977995891</id><published>2011-09-29T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T19:52:09.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mmph</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(66, 66, 66); font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;p style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;strong style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; font-weight: bold; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;3. Isn’t It Lovely&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; font-style: italic; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Song By Katie Costello&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Isn’t it lovely: the rhythm of the sea&lt;br /&gt;That deep black blue whispers gentle melodies&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t it lovely: the pitter-patter of the rain&lt;br /&gt;The drops fall upon your face each with it’s own domain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;The sky is vast with stars and it seems impossible&lt;br /&gt;To find a place where there is endless amounts of time and space&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;But somehow… that beauty’s lost in the need to -&lt;br /&gt;Need to be just another symphony&lt;br /&gt;Another weak beat in a worn out tune but never&lt;br /&gt;Of who we are, who we need to be,&lt;br /&gt;What we could do with our own simple melody&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Isn’t it lovely: the disposition of the trees&lt;br /&gt;So peaceful as they dismiss their falling leaves&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t it lovely: that foggy morning rusty sun&lt;br /&gt;Perched on your window sill revealing shades and hues&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;The sky is vast with stars and it seems impossible&lt;br /&gt;To find a place where there is endless amounts of time and space&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;But somehow… that beauty’s lost in the need to -&lt;br /&gt;Need to be just another symphony&lt;br /&gt;Another weak beat in a worn out tune but never&lt;br /&gt;Of who we are, who we need to be,&lt;br /&gt;What we could do with our own simple melody&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-3343513749977995891?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/3343513749977995891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=3343513749977995891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/3343513749977995891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/3343513749977995891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/09/mmph.html' title='mmph'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-2362404593817049980</id><published>2011-09-28T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T20:32:11.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>negligible</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;p class="quote" style="font-size: 16px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;❝ When you look at the sky you know you are looking at stars which are hundreds and thousands of light-years away from you. And some of the stars don’t even exist anymore because their light has taken so long to get to us that they are already dead, or they have exploded and collapsed into red dwarfs. And that makes you seem very small, and if you have difficult things in you life it is nice to think that they are what is called negligible, which means they are so small you don’t have to take them into account when you are calculating something. ❞&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="quotesource" style="text-align: right; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Mark Haddon, &lt;em style="font-style: italic; "&gt;The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="quotesource" style="text-align: right; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="quotesource" style="text-align: left;color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;frankly, i dont mind merging P.E. lessons. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="quotesource" style="text-align: left;color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-2362404593817049980?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/2362404593817049980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=2362404593817049980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/2362404593817049980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/2362404593817049980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/09/negligible.html' title='negligible'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-2530259837285769572</id><published>2011-09-27T19:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T19:19:35.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div class="post_content" id="post_content_10723283001" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; "&gt;“&lt;span class="quote" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; "&gt;Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back. That’s part of what it means to be alive. But inside our heads - at least that’s where I imagine it - there’s a little room where we store those memories. A room like the stacks in this library. And to understand the workings of our own heart we have to keep on making new reference cards. We have to dust things off every once in awhile, let in fresh air, change the water in the flower vases. In other words, you’ll live forever in your own private library.&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; border-collapse: collapse; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 10px; "&gt;&lt;tbody style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;tr style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 20px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; width: 1px; "&gt;—&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" class="quote_source" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;Haruki Murakami (Kafka on the Shore)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="clear" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; clear: both; height: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-2530259837285769572?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-298651493332120559</id><published>2011-09-25T08:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T08:35:17.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i choose you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lrzyz87Muc1qlokfgo1_500.gif" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, lets go play pokemon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-298651493332120559?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/298651493332120559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-2676545897603416617</id><published>2011-09-23T17:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T18:15:01.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>middle</title><content type='html'>Aquarians: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though might act confident, they mostly feel alone and lonely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;likes to be in their own little world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will approach other people's problem as their own, without emotion, logically and detached.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;appreciates that each person has its unique persona&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyday is a new day for them because they get bored from routine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leo:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;warm, open spirited, make strong leaders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love to show off, its their second nature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have a tendency to be very dominant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will always protect themselves and their love ones without hesitation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is addicted to love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;tumblr&gt;&lt;/tumblr&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-2676545897603416617?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/2676545897603416617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=2676545897603416617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.” — Oscar Wilde</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-8513447988846943184?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/8513447988846943184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=8513447988846943184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/8513447988846943184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/8513447988846943184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-405730803478389868</id><published>2011-09-20T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T21:36:18.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>human water foutain</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqzor5wXGH1qbvw5yo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; border-left-color: rgb(228, 228, 228); margin-left: 30px; padding-left: 15px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you can survive, you must remember that I love you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;This is a true story of Mother’s Sacrifice during the China Earthquake.&lt;br /&gt;After the Earthquake had subsided, when the rescuers reached the ruins of a young woman’s house, they saw her dead body through the cracks. But her pose was somehow strange that she knelt on her knees like a person was worshiping; her body was leaning forward, and her two hands were supporting by an object. The collapsed house had crashed her back and her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With so many difficulties, the leader of the rescuer team put his hand through a narrow gap on the wall to reach the woman’s body. He was hoping that this woman could be still alive. However, the cold and stiff body told him that she had passed away for sure.&lt;br /&gt;He and the rest of the team left this house and were going to search the next collapsed building. For some reasons, the team leader was driven by a compelling force to go back to the ruin house of the dead woman. Again, he knelt down and used his had through the narrow cracks to search the little space under the dead body. Suddenly, he screamed with excitement,” A child! There is a child! “&lt;br /&gt;The whole team worked together; carefully they removed the piles of ruined objects around the dead woman. There was a 3 months old little boy wrapped in a flowery blanket under his mother’s dead body. Obviously, the woman had made an ultimate sacrifice for saving her son. When her house was falling, she used her body to make a cover to protect her son. The little boy was still sleeping peacefully when the team leader picked him up.&lt;br /&gt;The medical doctor came quickly to exam the little boy. After he opened the blanket, he saw a cell phone inside the blanket. There was a text message on the screen. It said,” If you can survive, you must remember that I love you.” This cell phone was passing around from one hand to another. Every body that read the message wept. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;” If you can survive, you must remember that I love you.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Such is the mother’s love for her child!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-405730803478389868?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/405730803478389868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=405730803478389868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/405730803478389868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/405730803478389868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/09/human-water-foutain.html' title='human water foutain'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-4658029920365846190</id><published>2011-09-19T18:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T20:58:23.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cryptic</title><content type='html'>its monmonmonmonmondaaaaay!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on hiatus, wont be posting stuff about the daily mundane life. but. would still somewhat keep the blog alive with random musings from the world wide web. nice idea? LOL and to all you lovely stalkers out there, mind you, tag something, leave a comment? its like, so... depressing to think that no one reads, when i spend at least half an hour typing stuff, editing posts to make them presentable, and not in the bakooza way of my mind. y'know. or maybe the posts still suck. but. okay, whatever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so. anyways, today was pretty awesome, spent most of lesson time with vupasana, ohohoho, mad joke, laughing like whooooop! biology teacher didnt come, double whooooop! short queue for noodles during recess, whoop! okay. thats all the whoop! i can find in school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;uhm. bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-4658029920365846190?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/4658029920365846190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=4658029920365846190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/4658029920365846190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/4658029920365846190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/09/cryptic.html' title='cryptic'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-1509760281066803509</id><published>2011-09-18T11:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T12:27:42.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Inconsolata, Monaco, monospace; font-size: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-size: 16px; font-style: italic; "&gt;"For what it’s worth: it’s never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever you want to be. There’s no time limit, stop whenever you want. You can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. And I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live a life you’re proud of. If you find that you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again."&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;F. Scott Fitzgerald&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i may have posted something like this. but i'm still posting it again, hahas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay, bad news, i'm still a tumblr addict. and sleep addict. but not study addict, yet. gwah. just wondering how people could memorise social studies.. like, there's so muchmuchmuchmuchmuch stuff and chapters to remember! and. gosh, seriously. the whole textbook, i didnt realize, we're done with the whole frigging textbook! *sense of sudden smartness* anyways, i would like to write lists. lists of teacher's name, lists of people's birthday, lists of novels, lists of colors. it would be cool, to record all of it into a notebook. so. hm. yeah. just some thoughts. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ligwgeedof1qabjtvo1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm probably looking like this, for my motivation to study. okay, bye, on a mission to search. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-1509760281066803509?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/1509760281066803509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=1509760281066803509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/1509760281066803509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/1509760281066803509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/09/for-what-its-worth-its-never-too-late.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-527795853625071996</id><published>2011-09-16T19:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T21:26:05.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>second thoughts</title><content type='html'>morning was whooooo, miss alsagoff on a mission. to catch as many criminals as possible. it should be a game. hm. like, players get to be miss alsagoff, see whether skirts/ hair/ socks are acceptable or not, and then catch them, send detention/ buy socks&amp;amp;clips/ scold. the further away you are when you catch the students [by whistling], the more respect you get. catch wrongly would result in hair loss. when you get botak, you die in the game. EH, NICE IDEA? OMG I'VE GOT A NEW JOB. TO BE A GAME CREATER. :B but. do you think miss alsagoff actually goes to google and type "miss alsagoff/ kcpss/ discipline mistress/ etc", to find out if there're bloggers like me, somewhat insulting her/ etc? HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;great. i spent 45 mins wasting time, stalking people who uses 'alsagoff' in their blogpost. ._. and i have like, more than five posts that mentions miss alsagoff. HAH. anddddd, i found vivien's elizabeth's and, well, yeah, quite a few people. [duh] ANYWAY. man, the day was tiring. cant help thinking that SPA is going to fail terribly. urgh. and EOY. and chinese olvls. and guzheng grade exam. and almost everything else. urgh urgh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lovuyczqlN1qj3vi0o1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-527795853625071996?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/527795853625071996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=527795853625071996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/527795853625071996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/527795853625071996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/09/second-thoughts.html' title='second thoughts'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-2365667173497676802</id><published>2011-09-15T20:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T20:10:29.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twang</title><content type='html'>seems like i missed a great session of USPC.. did i? seems like i wasted 3+ hours in ngeeannpoly.. did i? meh, i believe the answer is yes to both questions.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so lets see. anything new? naw, still the same. somewhere between hell and heaven. hm, it explains, thats why we're living on earthhhhh, its in the middle of hell and heaven! do you get what i mean? its okay if you dont. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lrjhkm66l21qifkzuo1_500.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;byebye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-2365667173497676802?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/2365667173497676802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=2365667173497676802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/2365667173497676802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/2365667173497676802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/09/twang.html' title='twang'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-4021870880485919435</id><published>2011-09-14T21:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T21:49:59.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all human beings are also dream beings</title><content type='html'>WHYYYYY, WHY DID I SIGN UP FOR FORENSIC SCIENCE? WHYYYYY, DOES IT END AT SIX O'CLOCK? WHYYYYY, DO I HAVE SO LITTLE TIME LEFT? WHYYYYY, IS MY BRAIN CAPACITY SO SMALL? WHYYYYY, IS THERE SO MUCH THINGS TO STUDY? WHYYYYY, THE REST OF TRUTH ARE SO !$@^#&amp;amp;$*?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, chinese these days are so asdfghjkl. im getting pissssssssssed. andand, geez, i actually wrote a situational writing in like half an hour? eh, record time leh. but. HAHA, WHEN THE MARKS COME BACK, -stab heart- maths these days, waaaaah, complicated shit. amaths these days, totally SIAO EHHH. chemistry these days, "da fug is going on?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;afterschool, foodcourt again with pearlyn and elaine, ^^ WOOHOOO, I MANAGED TO DO MOLE CALULATIONS! yeaaaaah maaaaan. and. coffeebean stole all my money. okay, not all, but... GAAAAAH. though its nice, but i think next time i would make coffee on my own, on weekends, [or weekdays if i wake up ridiculously early]. hahas, please, money is very important these days, but allowances are not increasing, LOL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then. i've always wanted to do something like this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpap2d9gDt1qdusdao1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i like it. and every doing it, i could prolly stare at it for a longlong time! anyone else? hahas, :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay. bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-4021870880485919435?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/4021870880485919435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=4021870880485919435&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/4021870880485919435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/4021870880485919435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/09/all-human-beings-are-also-dream-beings.html' title='all human beings are also dream beings'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-3737953455581533471</id><published>2011-09-13T19:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T20:09:32.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>others</title><content type='html'>gee. history lesson was a shock. didnt realize we've studied finish germany, didnt realize we're on russia now, didnt realize i've no idea whats germany about. oh noooooh, and now, they're adding more crap? crap overload, seriously. ._. so. yeah, lessons were o-kay. afterschool chiong homework. shiok ahhh. down to J8 foodcourt, more homework, YAY, I FOUND THAT BIT OF MOTIVATION. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, elaine pangseh-ed and brought michelle and pearlyn along. ._. went home, and, lol, weird. was wondering to eat at home, or alone in the foodcourt. went to take the lift, but a trolley of durian [shell] was blocking my path, so i took the slower way. while being slow, decided to eat at foodcourt. slowly. went to take the lift down, pressed doorclose, the door wouldnt just friggin close. looking like a retard, i walked out, and into someother shops, HAHA. slowly windowshopped too, MAN, THE SHOPS ARE STILL AS USELESS AS EVER. ._. only the library is nice, ^^ [okay, not as nice as others, but, at least there's books in there.] sure took a long time to finally reach home, o.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, is this a hint that i should take life slower? perhaps i've been chionging or feeling too busy about random stuff, [important or not]. or perhaaaaaps, i'm feeling philosophical again. HAHA with the junk in my mind, and having recently written three compositions, all with morals/y'know those stuff. eh, maybe i could be a writer next time. 散文FTW. hahaha OR. MAAAAAYBE ITS JUST THE FRIGGING LIFT THAT HATES ME, WHY AM I THINKING SO MUCH, -FACEPALM-] great, now, all the above that you read is crap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo34uuWzEA1qc4i9fo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the best. o.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-3737953455581533471?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/3737953455581533471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=3737953455581533471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/3737953455581533471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/3737953455581533471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/09/others.html' title='others'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-3728539069310360905</id><published>2011-09-12T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T21:46:17.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brown</title><content type='html'>and so, SCHOOL BEGINS. zzz&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;slept for one hour. relatively active. as long as i keep my head of the table, i'm fine! coolzxc. interesting, the way body works, as i'll prolly fall into a deep slumber once i reach my bed. but, the motorcycle trip woke me up pretty much. the fog the mist the haze, and cold, that seems to seep through my bones, urgh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, volleyball in the morning! ^^ woohoo! VOLLEYBALLVOLLEYBALLVOLLEYBALL~ skills seem to be intact, etched in me, woohoo *happy* at least i could still serve, which means my efforts aint wasted, woohooo! and geez, my arm pain sia. x.x but still, WOOHOOOOO! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally finished that @$(&amp;amp;@($&amp;amp;!($&amp;amp;! chinese homework, which i'm still frigging pissed at myself for spending SO MUCH TIME on, but uncompleted, ._. look at the biggest idiot over here. ohai. tons of homework to be completed, still. hm. goodluck to those out there! ^^ here's a weird animal for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lre7xd0xRU1qzjpmvo1_500.jpg" alt="photographic-energy:  (by ashloaf) " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-3728539069310360905?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-7728711923638171820</id><published>2011-09-11T16:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T20:14:46.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whizzing</title><content type='html'>time is running, faster than my ice cream melting, faster than when my hand's typing. crazily, part of me want to go into the future, where i would be 20+ age, where i would have lots of freedom by then. but another part of me, want time to slow down, to learn more, see more, experience more, read more, before i continue zooming into the future, growing up so fast, like a teen growth spurt. i think its in me, to always support two different ideas at the same time. its mad irritating, like, when i have an argument in my head, it will never seem to cease, it just goes on, and i dont get a final decision. so perhaps when i say i dont know, it really means, i freaking dont know, cant decide. which. is a terrible trait. haiyoh&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, &lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_llckc810bq1qaobbko1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;attending another wedding tonight, bet it'll be awesome as well. all weddings should be awesome. just whether its slightly awesome okay awesome F YEAH AWESOME. hahas, :B hm. say hi to that dress again. and food. mmhmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-7728711923638171820?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/7728711923638171820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-2491661433903167819</id><published>2011-09-10T21:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T21:03:56.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PEARLYN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;h2&gt;Sagittarius Astrology November 22 - December 21&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h3&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Sagittarius Strength Keywords:&lt;/h3&gt;- Independence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Sagittarius Weakness Keywords:&lt;/h3&gt;- Unemotional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Sagittarius and Independence:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Independence is Sagittarius' principle, they crave adventure and excitement and welcome change with open arms. Sagittarius is the sign of the philosopher and the explorer, they will go as far as road will go and explore every corner thoroughly in their ever eternal search for wisdom. Freedom is so important to Sagittarius that they will actually make decisions based on the amount of freedom that is given by the choice they have made, as a result, sometimes a good opportunity is turned down because of it's high commitment need, but this is their choice so it is a good choice for them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="right-holder" style="float: left; height: 300px; width: 350px; position: absolute; visibility: visible; top: 59px; left: 318px; "&gt;&lt;ins style="display: inline-table; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; height: 280px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; position: relative; visibility: visible; width: 336px; "&gt;&lt;ins id="aswift_1_anchor" style="display: block; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; height: 280px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; position: relative; visibility: visible; width: 336px; "&gt;&lt;iframe allowtransparency="true" frameborder="0" height="280" hspace="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" vspace="0" width="336" id="aswift_1" name="aswift_1" style="left: 0px; position: absolute; top: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Sagittarius and Friendship:&lt;/h3&gt;Sagittarius make excellent friends because of their encouraging, positive nature and their kind heart that will do anything to make sure the friend is happy. They do not expect favors in return, their kindness is selfless. They do not interfere with other people's plans and they are never possessive or jealous. They treat others the way they want to be treated and life life based on a 'live and let live' policy, this makes them so agreeable. Sagittarius are excellent conversationalists with a good sense of humor, sometimes their humor is the raw truth, but these people speak their mind and don't hold anything back. What they say is what they mean, Sagittarius do not like mind games, it holds them back trying to figure out what is meant, they like straightforwardness and expect it in return. Sagittarius are known for saying the 'painful truth', but on the other hand, people know that they can trust what they say because they always say what is real. A Sagittarius never hides anything. Sagittarius are very likeable people. The only people that might not get along with them are people that live by a daily agenda with a highly structured, organized life. They are likely to always be running late and miss a date, but this is only because they are so forward thinking that they forget about the present. Tolerance is required, Sagittarius does not do these things on purpose, this is just who they are. If you understand this and accept this, having a Sagittarius in your life will make the sun shine a lot brighter.&lt;h3&gt;Sagittarius and Business:&lt;/h3&gt;Sagittarius are born entertainers and conversationalists. They have no shortage of ideas due to their adventurous lifestyle and exciting life experiences. They make excellent storyteller, comedians, writers, philosophers and actors to name a few, basically Sagittarius are suited to anything as long as it does not tie them down with too much commitment. They like to make the world a better place and a career that will do that is well suited for Sagittarius, they do not however like the fine details and mundane day to day routine this bores them so they tend to procrastinate and let someone else deal with the details. They perform very well in business matters but they are at their best when it is crunch time. If now is the time for all or nothing, and there is a great deal at stake, they can get anything done. Crisis brings out the best in Sagittarius, they perform their best under pressure.&lt;h3&gt;Sagittarius and Temperament:&lt;/h3&gt;Sagittarius are not emotional moody people, in fact they can be downright emotionally detached but they do get irritable when they are bored. Sagittarius is optimistic and positive, even deep inside because they believe that no matter what has happened, something good is always around the corner and the sun will always shine again.&lt;h3&gt;Sagittarius Deep Inside:&lt;/h3&gt;Sagittarius is a well adjusted person with no emotional problems holding them back. They just want to explore the world and not fret about emotions and feelings. Others may be hurt by their lack of commitment but they don't care, that's not why they are on this planet, they are here to gain wisdom, learn and explore. Sagittarius has problems finishing some projects they started if it takes too long, they want immediate results and will move on to the next project if it takes too long. This is not because of laziness, Sagittarius are far from lazy but this motivation to move on is due to their hatred of boredom. Boredom is their fear and instead of facing it, they will up and leave in search of something more stimulating. Sagittarius are not emotional people but they are easily hurt by a careless selfish action, their will be blue but turn it around pretty quickly with their naturally sunny disposition. They don't dwell on hurt because it is a waste of their energy.&lt;h3&gt;Sagittarius in a Nutshell:&lt;/h3&gt;Sagittarius seem to be guided by luck, good things happen to Sagittarius and this is usually because of their optimistic outlook and positive disposition which attracts good fortune. Despite hardships, Sagittarius is always optimistic that good things will happen tomorrow and the future carries good luck. Sagittarius have a vibrant, expansive personality that is free like a bird, Sagittarius cannot be contained. They are full of curiosity and they always look forward to the future, never dwelling on the past. Sagittarius are detached from emotions because emotions hold a person back, they do not like to talk about their feelings, they simply experience them and move on. Sagittarius can be reckless and irresponsible because they will jump at a suggestion of something new before they weigh the advantages and disadvantages. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;What it's Like to Date a Sagittarius Woman:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;She has a great attitude and always seems to be on the go. Sagittarius woman is for the man with lots of energy and creativity. She likes unconventionality and change, so whisk her away last second to somewhere unplanned and uncharted and she will remember you forever. In order for her to stay, you have to keep her happy. If she gets unhappy or bored, she won't bother to fix any problems, she will just walk out and never look back. Fortunately, it is not that difficult to keep her happy. Be her friend, she does not take love to seriously anyway, if you are her companion, love will blossom after that. Let her have her freedom, flirt with her and take the relationship slowly, do not rush her. Be truthful, genuine, positive and adventurous and never play mind games. The lucky man will not only have a wonderful fun relationship but an adventurous companion as well&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-2491661433903167819?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/2491661433903167819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=2491661433903167819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/2491661433903167819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/2491661433903167819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/09/pearlyn.html' title='PEARLYN!'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-5237754945913162336</id><published>2011-09-10T18:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T19:09:10.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes we prefer to be lost and wandering, sometimes it’s easier</title><content type='html'>remembered two dreams, in a about, a month's time? hahas, had another one today, while having a nap. its even more bizarre than the previous one, and hahaha, i'm trying to figure out what dreams mean, it could apply to you guys, who dream often, and actually remember it, so try out the website! hahaha, its crazy for me to explain everything in my two dreams in this blogpost.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="margin-left: 8px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: -15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 204); font-family: Arial; font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="margin-left: 8px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: -15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 204); font-family: Arial; font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dreammoods.com/"&gt;http://www.dreammoods.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="margin-left: 8px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: -15px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="margin-left: 8px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: -15px; "&gt;i think this web is quite good, lol. but my dreams are messed up like #@$*@(&amp;amp;! there's contagious nose bleed, some weird room where everyone sits in the perimeter and cant talk, somebody, i think of family, playing western drums, receiving a vial with the kind of rose pearlyn gives in it, a birthday card that i cant find in a stack of plain paper, a birthday cake that i cant see, but could feel that its bigbigbig, and brown colored, and there's a 'queensway' company thats singing a birthday song, to no one in particular, in sunplaza. ohhh, i'm getting carried away.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, perc lesson today ended early, perc laoshi wasnt here, yulaoshi came, and i was like FUUUUUUUUUU! ran off to avoid any chances of her talking to me. pft. but. my zuo jia compo... its only like, 300 words long. 1.5 pages. hahahaha, shortest compo, but whatever. went home quite early, after a tour in popular. which resulted in a longlong nap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;may i be hyperactive tonight, so i could do more homework. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkt8aguNNW1qd7ztjo1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-5237754945913162336?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/5237754945913162336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=5237754945913162336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/5237754945913162336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/5237754945913162336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/09/sometimes-we-prefer-to-be-lost-and.html' title='Sometimes we prefer to be lost and wandering, sometimes it’s easier'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-5039122615351806444</id><published>2011-09-09T16:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T18:55:07.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(122, 122, 122); font-family: georgia; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;"There are all kinds of silences and each of them means a different thing. There is the silence that comes with morning in a forest, and this is different from the silence of a sleeping city. There is silence after a rainstorm, and before a rainstorm, and these are not the same. There is the silence of emptiness, the silence of fear, the silence of doubt. There is a certain silence that can emanate from a lifeless object as from a chair lately used, or from a piano with old dust upon its keys, or from anything that has answered to the need of a man, for pleasure or for work. This kind of silence can speak. Its voice may be melancholy, but it is not always so; for the chair may have been left by a laughing child or the last notes of the piano may have been raucous and gay. Whatever the mood or the circumstance, the essence of its quality may linger in the silence that follows. It is a soundless echo."--&lt;b&gt; Beryl Markham &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;hm, the last chemistry lesson for the holidays. which means holidays are ending soon. and like, one of the rarest times, i hate fridays. and would hate the weekends even more. gah. though, of course, all the hate can just be directly arrowed at homework. @%#&amp;amp;^*$)#@^ had tori Q, while the rest had gongcha at the playground in J8, with elaine darilyn and daphne. getting ridiculously hungry these days. there was once, i attacked yoshinoya, prawn noodle and slices of bread, within an hour. creep. but. there wont be any height and weight, when we go back for term four..? will there? -facepalm- &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;❝ It’s funny but stupid how you want everything and nothing at the same time. It’s crazy when you want to let go, but you keep holding on, and when you want to move on, but you’re stuck right where you started. When feelings come and go, you can’t decide what you want. When you have so many things to say, but you don’t know where to start. When you want them in your life, but can’t help drifting away. You tell yourself it’s not worth it, but if it really didn’t matter,you wouldn’t be spending so much time thinking about it. ❞&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-5039122615351806444?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/5039122615351806444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=5039122615351806444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/5039122615351806444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/5039122615351806444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/09/rings.html' title='rings'/><author><name>jazzymone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152655359305992634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It9zANAOaH4/TXx0jZqgMzI/AAAAAAAABVU/9VFyBU-zQ4U/s220/tumblr_kulbqm54341qzu1fjo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4584361833182607837.post-5832529529289039433</id><published>2011-09-08T16:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T16:15:04.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>❝ I hope you live a life you’re proud of. If you find that you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again. ❞ F. Scott Fitzgerald</title><content type='html'>oh, gee. breakfast at mac, a step closer to diabetes. mm, the toy was mad cool, vanity smurf gave me a heart! -grin- ate with yuheng and elaine, hahas, funny people. chemistry lesson was mainly like recapping. but the questions, i've no idea what they mean, or how to answer them ._. knee deep in trouble. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lunched at pastamania, for my very first timeee. it was okay-ish. would rather pizza hut's aglio. hahas, and, i think i like those no sauce spaghetti. is it weird? LOL oh wait, its me. i like to eat weird stuff. hmm, back to school for guzheng, practiced for half an hour, anddd, THE NIGHTMARE BEGINS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;freaking teacher, asked me to play solo, for like, THREE TIMES? like a rollercoaster ride, x.x but, not bad lah, with so little practice, but managed not to be a bigbig fool. geez, she actually remembers i skipped the last few sessions, LOL hope the future lessons would be way better! cos anyways, CCA stopping for EOYs. whoop! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not that i should be happy about EOYs. but, hmph. byebye for now, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4584361833182607837-5832529529289039433?l=thyfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/5832529529289039433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4584361833182607837&amp;postID=5832529529289039433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/5832529529289039433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4584361833182607837/posts/default/5832529529289039433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfreako.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-hope-you-live-life-youre-proud-of-if.html' title='❝ I hope you live a life you’re proud of. 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