<?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-13155986</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:30:27.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>indie</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>180</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-5824908114067332968</id><published>2008-04-05T12:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T12:23:24.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for a minute there i lost myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay. in all finality,&lt;br /&gt;this blog is closed,&lt;br /&gt;and if you love me still,&lt;br /&gt;i'm at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sprnvv.lj.cm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way RADIOHEAD is the awesomest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;         leanne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-5824908114067332968?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/5824908114067332968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=5824908114067332968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/5824908114067332968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/5824908114067332968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#5824908114067332968' title='for a minute there i lost myself'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-676069036426070646</id><published>2008-03-16T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T20:30:10.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xoxo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i don't know if i should blog here anymore,&lt;br /&gt;i have somewhere else anyway.&lt;br /&gt;we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R90SQeZmy2I/AAAAAAAAAL0/mjIc0Tko7p4/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R90SQeZmy2I/AAAAAAAAAL0/mjIc0Tko7p4/s320/Image009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178315220793609058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the meantime,&lt;br /&gt;ask me where i am! X)&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/13155986-676069036426070646?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/676069036426070646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=676069036426070646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/676069036426070646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/676069036426070646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#676069036426070646' title='xoxo'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R90SQeZmy2I/AAAAAAAAAL0/mjIc0Tko7p4/s72-c/Image009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-6503341646579208238</id><published>2008-02-28T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T18:41:46.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;i hate you but i've chosen light&lt;/span&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/13155986-6503341646579208238?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/6503341646579208238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=6503341646579208238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/6503341646579208238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/6503341646579208238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#6503341646579208238' title=''/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-6989348478108175957</id><published>2008-02-18T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T18:24:34.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17 + 364.725</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have Will Kelly on repeat. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I miss Will Kelly and our crap. If I could find just one person back to keep in touch with it would be Will Kelly and his Hugh Jass. But then again, everyone is Will Kelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some hours left, before I am no longer a minor. So tomorrow if I got real depressed and decided to steal something, I would be sent to jail. Actually, this happens all the time, at every birthday. I wonder where all the time has gone and then sometimes it doesn't seem like so special a day anymore. It's like just another day and kinda pointless really. It doesn't help that tuesday is my worst school day and we're also having mock napfa AND stupid CCA Walkabout is on Wed and I totally forgot about it and didn't address it during the meeting. DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's say hi to stress. Stress is all around, especially with Arts Day coming up, and all the planning to be done. And CTs in 2 weeks. BRILLIANT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Juno by the way. It's such a non-cliche movie. My fave part is Paulie coming into the hospital room after his race and after Juno has given birth, and them not needing to say anything, and him just lying there beside her in his running gear and dirty shoes, and he just puts his head on her shoulder. That's the sweetest thing ever. And then when she tells him she likes him, and she says You're the coolest person I know, and you don't even have to try. And he goes Actually I try really hard. Its like. SO SWEET and CUTE and whatever its like. *sigh* happy face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched P.S. with Zam on the 2nd day of CNY. We missed the ending but. It wasn't that HUGE a loss. I thought it was just a rather ok movie, no big deal. We had NY Fish &amp;amp; Chips at Fish n Co for dinner. It rocked. Saturday hung out with Isaac mostly, had fun competing and counting our angpows, then we went into town and met Zak and I went back with Adriel AND went back to town to meet Isaac to go to church. It rocks staying just five minutes away from town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this CNY was kinda different as I met alot more people, visited slightly more families and also gained more insight into LIFE IN GENERAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VDay - UGLY minus Wen went out to Marche at Vivo. Had ham and cheese crepes and rosti with Rachel. And we totally wasted 7 bucks on a friggin SAUSAGE. That wasn't even nice. BLEURGH. And then we had fun just walking around and commenting on people and talking about our bitter or not so bitter lives, and camwhoring of course. FUN TIMES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. That's been the highlights of .. life in general.&lt;br /&gt;It's silly to be emo on the eve of my birthday every year. But then again I don't think I have a choice.&lt;br /&gt;18 is really quite a big thing. I feel real old.&lt;br /&gt;:s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again&lt;br /&gt;We don't grow up on our birthdays alone.&lt;br /&gt;They are just days to remind us that we have.&lt;br /&gt;* OH WELL *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-6989348478108175957?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/6989348478108175957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=6989348478108175957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/6989348478108175957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/6989348478108175957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#6989348478108175957' title='17 + 364.725'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-324455523761321552</id><published>2008-02-15T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T22:38:52.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am tired because</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;life is a series of emails after emails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i love the Juno soundtrack, and the movie as well of course.&lt;br /&gt;more on that and everything else some other time, but for now&lt;br /&gt;i am tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-324455523761321552?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/324455523761321552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=324455523761321552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/324455523761321552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/324455523761321552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#324455523761321552' title='i am tired because'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-6114479525337729050</id><published>2008-01-30T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T16:21:14.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>S.O.S.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;these two weeks (and these few days especially) have been so crazy tiring&lt;br /&gt;if you ask me to think and tell you what exactly it is i did,&lt;br /&gt;i wouldnt be able to but i can tell you&lt;br /&gt;i am absolutely shacked out. dead. kaput.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;IN NEED OF HELP&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am too tired and i don't know how to carry on.&lt;br /&gt;and i have no choice, i have to keep going&lt;br /&gt;but it is wearing me out like&lt;br /&gt;nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right about now i am working on the GREAT gatsby essay&lt;br /&gt;it's rather killing me.&lt;br /&gt;dead girl typing, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-6114479525337729050?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/6114479525337729050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=6114479525337729050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/6114479525337729050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/6114479525337729050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#6114479525337729050' title='S.O.S.'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-8879268107189752638</id><published>2008-01-25T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T22:44:28.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're way too -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE ARMY BOYS ARE BACK YO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, my condolences to Heath Ledger's family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, i have been thinking about whether i should go for CAP, what with the clash with the As if i do qualify for mentorship.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is my last session with OLE at SMU's Campus Green. i'll be going with wuyue. last week i met wendy who's a lawyer and from VJ as well and we had a good time talking about our things in common.&lt;br /&gt;Last night i was doing front-of-house for Howl Under The Moon, an M1 Fringe Fest dance. it was rather bjork-like but not my kind of thing really. Again, met some nice people.&lt;br /&gt;If this keeps up and i take on the job that's promising to pay me 500 a week, i'm going to have many many new friends. So. Yay?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this Thursday is going to be uber exciting. SECRET. ssshhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-8879268107189752638?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/8879268107189752638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=8879268107189752638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/8879268107189752638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/8879268107189752638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#8879268107189752638' title='you&apos;re way too -'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-5618230832353718202</id><published>2008-01-17T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T21:36:24.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thaipan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How apt that I should be&lt;br /&gt;Dressed for my own funeral.&lt;br /&gt;That at an evening reunion&lt;br /&gt;I should be mourning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How nice, that you do not&lt;br /&gt;consider me,&lt;br /&gt;that you are selfish&lt;br /&gt;and accusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you not tell&lt;br /&gt;that I have nothing to say to you.&lt;br /&gt;Tears that claw out eyes and drown out&lt;br /&gt;Vision,&lt;br /&gt;Let those be my words today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you absorb into your other world,&lt;br /&gt;pretend that your day was&lt;br /&gt;excellent,&lt;br /&gt;and carry on perfect conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside a Chinese&lt;br /&gt;lantern&lt;br /&gt;burns red like blood,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thicker than the stain between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is distant,&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;Hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's light&lt;br /&gt;glows like a heart,&lt;br /&gt;dissipating permeating&lt;br /&gt;spreading out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it can be&lt;br /&gt;everything,&lt;br /&gt;everywhere,&lt;br /&gt;every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-5618230832353718202?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/5618230832353718202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=5618230832353718202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/5618230832353718202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/5618230832353718202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#5618230832353718202' title='thaipan'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-6186434545881395174</id><published>2008-01-13T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T23:27:51.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twenty-four oceans</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there are too many things to be.&lt;br /&gt;there is too little time to not be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a bookworm once again! hurray!&lt;br /&gt;currently i have margaret atwood - the door (in the toilet),&lt;br /&gt;and jodi picoult - nineteen minutes (for all other times)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think i shall buy My Sister's Keeper - Jodi Picoult&lt;br /&gt;and The Reasons I Won't Be Coming - Elliot Perlman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and MAYBE Songs of The Humpback Whale - Jodi Picoult&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 is the year of blessing, not only me being on the receiving end,&lt;br /&gt;but me giving as well!&lt;br /&gt;my new year resolutions:&lt;br /&gt;1) BE PUNCTUAL.&lt;br /&gt;2) save more money&lt;br /&gt;3) be less bitchy and judgemental&lt;br /&gt;4) BE FOCUSED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wed i was at 7-11 cos me and wen were craving for potato chips after seeing jeri's LAYS sour cream &amp;amp; onion WHICH SHE REFUSED TO SHARE.&lt;br /&gt;so this huge sign says $2.30 above the LAYS.&lt;br /&gt;and i go to pay and the woman tells me it's $4.15&lt;br /&gt;so ok. i say, i won't take it then.&lt;br /&gt;and the woman says. NO YOU CANT.&lt;br /&gt;she says I CANT CANCEL IT.&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU DONT TAKE IT I HAVE TO PAY.&lt;br /&gt;and im like. what. like WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;i have seriously never heard of such a ridiculous policy.&lt;br /&gt;and shes like NEXT TIME YOU BETTER CHECK YOUR MONEY.&lt;br /&gt;ok like. THAT. was real pissifying.&lt;br /&gt;so i just paid for it and also out of the kindness of my heart&lt;br /&gt;cos i believed her when she said she would have to pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;and then after walking back to school and complaining to everyone how bitchy she was&lt;br /&gt;I DECIDED TO CALL UP HEAD OFFICE TO COMPLAIN!&lt;br /&gt;and complain i did.&lt;br /&gt;although i must say 7-11's customer service kinda sucks.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway they told me they will counsel the woman and teach her how to use the cash register and cancel transactions.&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad. cos it means she will know it was me who complained.&lt;br /&gt;maybe tomorrow i will go and test if the said action has been taken.&lt;br /&gt;if not, COMPLAIN AGAIN! hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well there are many other things to say but it's too late a time to properly *the C word that has slipped my mind at this hour* my thoughts into words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;take my shoes off,&lt;br /&gt;and throw them in the lake&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;and i will be&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two steps on the water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-6186434545881395174?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/6186434545881395174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=6186434545881395174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/6186434545881395174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/6186434545881395174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#6186434545881395174' title='twenty-four oceans'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-5634411478214352446</id><published>2008-01-09T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T20:21:20.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so lonely was the ballad</title><content type='html'>aching legs and aching bum&lt;br /&gt;i like talking to people about music especially when we do the lyrics thing.&lt;br /&gt;for example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love of mine&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;someday you will die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;but i'll be close behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i'll follow you into the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;if heaven and hell decide that they both are satisfied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;illuminate the nos on their vacancy signs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;if there's no one beside you when your soul embarks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;then i'll follow you into the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i tend to forget random things these days&lt;br /&gt;like i can have a thought and suddenly lose it&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER i am good at remembering things like homework ETC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and anyway, its quite sad that my friends are going to army soon&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BEANS DAY to&lt;br /&gt;diane, jovena, marianne :D&lt;br /&gt;3 years and counting..&lt;br /&gt;i love you all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R4S7I8Q2w4I/AAAAAAAAALM/a6TIiOGrNA8/s1600-h/babes%60edited+%28x.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R4S7I8Q2w4I/AAAAAAAAALM/a6TIiOGrNA8/s320/babes%60edited+%28x.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153449635908862850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2005 - Dim Sum Dollies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R4S7JMQ2w5I/AAAAAAAAALU/K3byW8yXz7c/s1600-h/edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R4S7JMQ2w5I/AAAAAAAAALU/K3byW8yXz7c/s320/edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153449640203830162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2006 - Army Daze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R4S7JsQ2w6I/AAAAAAAAALc/KoBvXdhsDG0/s1600-h/CIMG4316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R4S7JsQ2w6I/AAAAAAAAALc/KoBvXdhsDG0/s320/CIMG4316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153449648793764770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little Shop of Horrors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R4S7J8Q2w7I/AAAAAAAAALk/fyQ0vXsM7Gg/s1600-h/CIMG5031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R4S7J8Q2w7I/AAAAAAAAALk/fyQ0vXsM7Gg/s320/CIMG5031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153449653088732082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Multiple Personality Disorder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R4S7KMQ2w8I/AAAAAAAAALs/Ji3wXMg19Hg/s1600-h/CIMG5684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R4S7KMQ2w8I/AAAAAAAAALs/Ji3wXMg19Hg/s320/CIMG5684.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153449657383699394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2007 - Symphony of Voices&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/13155986-5634411478214352446?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/5634411478214352446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=5634411478214352446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/5634411478214352446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/5634411478214352446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#5634411478214352446' title='so lonely was the ballad'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R4S7I8Q2w4I/AAAAAAAAALM/a6TIiOGrNA8/s72-c/babes%60edited+%28x.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-6642429535180664446</id><published>2008-01-01T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T22:54:47.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a silly time to learn to swim when you start to drown</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;showers pounding out a new beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I trade my old shoes for new feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I grab a new seat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't like the one I got the fabric's wearing through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and it's wearing me out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you're wearing me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i just had to say,&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe i'm going back to school tmr as a j2,&lt;br /&gt;and i have a quarter of a mind to just.. go for the artery mtg in the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;i have been trying to study!&lt;br /&gt;TRIED. in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;but i still have focusing issues..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am super duper full now&lt;br /&gt;due to a SUMPTUOUS dinner at Conrad&lt;br /&gt;(btw Conrad is the luxury brand of Hilton)&lt;br /&gt;oooohhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;i had half a dozen oysters and half a dozen mussels&lt;br /&gt;MMMMMMMM....&lt;br /&gt;supah fly.&lt;br /&gt;and then i found a fly on their raw fish!&lt;br /&gt;so i got a 66.666% discount on my dinner (:&lt;br /&gt;and i tried some new beer: archipelago?? or something&lt;br /&gt;and it was the best beer i've ever had.&lt;br /&gt;but too bad there was no champagne jelly :(&lt;br /&gt;the mango martini was NOTHING compared to it.&lt;br /&gt;and and and nice black sesame macaroon!&lt;br /&gt;OSCAR'S at CONRAD - go try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;it's back to my dear geography.&lt;br /&gt;and my top song picks for the new year:&lt;br /&gt;1) The Professor - Damien Rice&lt;br /&gt;2) Bizarre Love Triangle - Frente&lt;br /&gt;3) Letter Read - Rachael Yamagata&lt;br /&gt;4) My Number - Tegan and Sara&lt;br /&gt;5) Heaven (Slow) - DJ Sammy&lt;br /&gt;6) Not Tonight - Tegan and Sara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the song of 2007 is none other than..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R3pTsMQ2w2I/AAAAAAAAAK8/ohbKJ4ggmuY/s1600-h/rihannaumbr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R3pTsMQ2w2I/AAAAAAAAAK8/ohbKJ4ggmuY/s320/rihannaumbr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150521142522856290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UMBRELLA!&lt;br /&gt;by Rihanna ft. Jay Z&lt;br /&gt;i say it wins hands down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-6642429535180664446?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/6642429535180664446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=6642429535180664446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/6642429535180664446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/6642429535180664446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#6642429535180664446' title='it&apos;s a silly time to learn to swim when you start to drown'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R3pTsMQ2w2I/AAAAAAAAAK8/ohbKJ4ggmuY/s72-c/rihannaumbr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-5848887834193820435</id><published>2007-12-27T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T12:59:28.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and this is the house that jack built</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friday 21st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to hilton's seafood buffet cos i was craving for oysters&lt;br /&gt;the buffet was great but the oysters were blah ;(&lt;br /&gt;didnt get to eat my goal of 20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sunday 23rd&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;woke up bright and early at 725am!&lt;br /&gt;went for a run and felt.. in the oldies club&lt;br /&gt;cos only older ppl come out to exercise in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;felt quite good about myself&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER running in the morning is really a bitch to your body.&lt;br /&gt;then went to chiawen's church with some fball girls for her Christmas musical&lt;br /&gt;had nutella at island creamery after that and camwhored. totally camwhored.&lt;br /&gt;then mich and i went to orchard for a bit and it was pouring and i had to go home&lt;br /&gt;and i was stuck in a huge crowd and i really hated every second of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;monday 24th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 230 am and spent an hour or so waiting for the moment to come&lt;br /&gt;it came and i finally puked out my dinner and i felt better after that&lt;br /&gt;but seriously i hate puking cos its like you dont have control over your body.&lt;br /&gt;spent the day vegging out in bed and spent 2 hours wrapping presents&lt;br /&gt;then went mama's house for our family dinner&lt;br /&gt;the food was gooood, chicken..pork..wine..&lt;br /&gt;but unfortunately i had food poisoning so couldn't enjoy it as much as i wanted to :(&lt;br /&gt;and then. our annual mini concert&lt;br /&gt;this year. it was. crap.&lt;br /&gt;but quite funny cos andre was seriously into it, it was like the andre concerto&lt;br /&gt;and adriel was real pro.&lt;br /&gt;the other items kinda saved the day, when daddy aunty lynette and adriel did impromptu accompaniment for our carols (sigh)&lt;br /&gt;i think next year we must make sure we do it properly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tuesday 25th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the day looking through my &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/leannelim"&gt;childhood photos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner at aunty heidi's house.&lt;br /&gt;GREAT HONEY BAKED HAM and moschato&lt;br /&gt;watched abit of the arsenal-tottenham rerun and saw the first goal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tonight&lt;/span&gt; i am going to sajc to watch some brazilian singers do "Joseph and the Technicolour coat"&lt;br /&gt;and artery mtg tomorrow at 8am.&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe i'm going to be j2 in less than a week! OMG&lt;br /&gt;i so need to take a focus pill.&lt;br /&gt;how how how&lt;br /&gt;the prospect is extremely scary.&lt;br /&gt;its do or die.&lt;br /&gt;gambatte leanne!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-5848887834193820435?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/5848887834193820435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=5848887834193820435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/5848887834193820435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/5848887834193820435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#5848887834193820435' title='and this is the house that jack built'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-1143294132496784998</id><published>2007-12-19T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T16:54:01.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>someday we'll know</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R2jVhDIwxPI/AAAAAAAAAKU/JsWq8dpot9c/s1600-h/IMGb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R2jVhDIwxPI/AAAAAAAAAKU/JsWq8dpot9c/s320/IMGb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145597338025247986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i'm roasting marshmallows on the fire...&lt;br /&gt;i'm breaking dishes up in here (all night! aha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R2jVhTIwxQI/AAAAAAAAAKc/udw_-aQU02Y/s1600-h/IMG_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R2jVhTIwxQI/AAAAAAAAAKc/udw_-aQU02Y/s320/IMG_0004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145597342320215298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i love this picture i took with my dad's slr.&lt;br /&gt;my scanning really doesn't do it justice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R2jVhjIwxRI/AAAAAAAAAKk/v2gcBfpWzVQ/s1600-h/IMG_0003b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R2jVhjIwxRI/AAAAAAAAAKk/v2gcBfpWzVQ/s320/IMG_0003b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145597346615182610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i like this super alot as well.&lt;br /&gt;its at Pier Hotel, where i did that sketch&lt;br /&gt;and where we had our first dinner.&lt;br /&gt;again, i was lazy with the scanner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R2jVhzIwxSI/AAAAAAAAAKs/a5AOEQY6SDg/s1600-h/IMG_0002b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R2jVhzIwxSI/AAAAAAAAAKs/a5AOEQY6SDg/s320/IMG_0002b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145597350910149922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at the lavender farm mazes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R2jViDIwxTI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Q0OyY270H5M/s1600-h/IMG_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R2jViDIwxTI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Q0OyY270H5M/s320/IMG_0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145597355205117234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is at Barilla Bay Restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;VERY EX. but nice.&lt;br /&gt;they had this jazz duo playing.&lt;br /&gt;it was really nice (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; due to the continuing number of people enquiring about the 05V11 class party this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;i just had to say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I'M SORRY GUYS i won't be planning it this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;next year i promise it will be better than last year's even (cos we won't be stuck with sparkling juice) (EXCEPT DARREN. we'll make sure he gets only water)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;and anyway if you're free please attend darren's potluck at 33C Harvey Avenue on the 24th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;by the way its 8 Hartley Grove S(457877) thanks ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-1143294132496784998?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/1143294132496784998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=1143294132496784998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/1143294132496784998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/1143294132496784998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#1143294132496784998' title='someday we&apos;ll know'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-7968539373372485702?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/7968539373372485702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=7968539373372485702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/7968539373372485702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/7968539373372485702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#7968539373372485702' title='Birds'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-2038878174849726332</id><published>2007-12-16T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T13:11:38.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how great is our God</title><content type='html'>i just am awed by how God works.&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians talks about claiming who we are in Him,&lt;br /&gt;and exerting our authority.&lt;br /&gt;I believe God &lt;u&gt;never&lt;/u&gt; lets us down.&lt;br /&gt;Matthew: Ask and it will be given.&lt;br /&gt;And God &lt;u&gt;always&lt;/u&gt; gives &lt;u&gt;more&lt;/u&gt; than we ask for.&lt;br /&gt;God has taught me, and continues to teach me, about faith.&lt;br /&gt;If you have faith as small as a mustard seed,&lt;br /&gt;GOD will move the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;If you want something, go to God in prayer.&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to Him. DON'T LET HIM GO.&lt;br /&gt;Fight like Jacob, wrestle till you win.&lt;br /&gt;God is&lt;br /&gt;amazing,&lt;br /&gt;and I am assured in His promises.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R2SZVDIwxFI/AAAAAAAAAJE/9s3SPOa5qzc/s1600-h/banner_christmas07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R2SZVDIwxFI/AAAAAAAAAJE/9s3SPOa5qzc/s320/banner_christmas07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144405261262308434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i have been blogging &lt;a href="http://supernovva.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; more recently so, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and and my predictions for Asian Idol: Mau from Philippines or Mike from Indo&lt;br /&gt;i think phong vy (??) from vietnam is very pretty but she chose the wrong song&lt;br /&gt;and jaclyn from malaysia is good also&lt;br /&gt;actually mau and jaclyn are the best (i think)&lt;br /&gt;but since its held in indonesia, you know.&lt;br /&gt;AND its good that they make you vote for 2 ppl instead of only 1,&lt;br /&gt;cos if not the country with the most population will win.&lt;br /&gt;and hady.. ha. well, ok la what can i say.&lt;br /&gt;he should have done freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUS.&lt;br /&gt;BIG MATCH TODAY BIG MATCH TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;come on CROUCHHHHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-2038878174849726332?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/2038878174849726332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=2038878174849726332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/2038878174849726332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/2038878174849726332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#2038878174849726332' title='how great is our God'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R2SZVDIwxFI/AAAAAAAAAJE/9s3SPOa5qzc/s72-c/banner_christmas07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-3451376495127205852</id><published>2007-12-06T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T18:41:09.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and it's just like the ocean, under the moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1en-m77SvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/D4T7VF-DpME/s1600-h/CIMG6553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1en-m77SvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/D4T7VF-DpME/s320/CIMG6553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140762193712335602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the first hotel in launceston, tasmania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grand Chancellor&lt;br /&gt;cute receptionist works here (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1en-277SwI/AAAAAAAAAGs/g-NKtn_O7uY/s1600-h/CIMG6554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1en-277SwI/AAAAAAAAAGs/g-NKtn_O7uY/s320/CIMG6554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140762198007302914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;first meal: late lunch (chicken corn mashed potato and a load of GOOD STUFF on a BAKED POTATO. HUGE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1epCG77SxI/AAAAAAAAAG0/X2dCDgNCvhM/s1600-h/CIMG6564b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1epCG77SxI/AAAAAAAAAG0/X2dCDgNCvhM/s320/CIMG6564b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140763353353505554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;just one example of the brilliant sunsets in tasmania.&lt;br /&gt;to be honest NO PICTURE can ever substitute the experience of being there and seeing it for yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1eqJm77SyI/AAAAAAAAAG8/2F4RnXo6RFM/s1600-h/CIMG6575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1eqJm77SyI/AAAAAAAAAG8/2F4RnXo6RFM/s320/CIMG6575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140764581714152226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1erX277SzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Om9lIbcAU3w/s1600-h/CIMG6578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1erX277SzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Om9lIbcAU3w/s320/CIMG6578.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140765926038915890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the penguins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1et0W77S0I/AAAAAAAAAHM/eWpfn7DMvtE/s1600-h/CIMG6597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1et0W77S0I/AAAAAAAAAHM/eWpfn7DMvtE/s320/CIMG6597.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140768614688443202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;graffiti at the skate park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1eunm77S1I/AAAAAAAAAHU/20G4ZTDC73k/s1600-h/CIMG6608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1eunm77S1I/AAAAAAAAAHU/20G4ZTDC73k/s320/CIMG6608.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140769495156738898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the woolmer's estate and its vintage coolio car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1eun277S2I/AAAAAAAAAHc/-xd2-T01V-I/s1600-h/CIMG6620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1eun277S2I/AAAAAAAAAHc/-xd2-T01V-I/s320/CIMG6620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140769499451706210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THIS is a DAMN GOOD place to TAKE WEDDING PHOTOS.&lt;br /&gt;its the woolmer's estate's rose garden.&lt;br /&gt;and its huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1eviW77S3I/AAAAAAAAAHk/j7uGoRrbHp8/s1600-h/CIMG6661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1eviW77S3I/AAAAAAAAAHk/j7uGoRrbHp8/s320/CIMG6661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140770504474053490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the orgasmic oysters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1ew3277S4I/AAAAAAAAAHs/T4aK01VFB_c/s1600-h/CIMG6666b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1ew3277S4I/AAAAAAAAAHs/T4aK01VFB_c/s320/CIMG6666b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140771973352868738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;can you spot the hot guy! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1ew4m77S5I/AAAAAAAAAH0/ToRtLyc4XOs/s1600-h/CIMG6678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1ew4m77S5I/AAAAAAAAAH0/ToRtLyc4XOs/s320/CIMG6678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140771986237770642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the fateful beach (where i saw the hot guy (;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1exnG77S6I/AAAAAAAAAH8/j2cdF3RQfgw/s1600-h/CIMG6685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1exnG77S6I/AAAAAAAAAH8/j2cdF3RQfgw/s320/CIMG6685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140772785101687714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;omg, i'm totally in love with the guy on the left.&lt;br /&gt;firstly, he's playing for charity (salamanca market)&lt;br /&gt;secondly, he has dreadlocks.&lt;br /&gt;thirdly, CAN YOU SEE HE'S DAMN FRIGGIN TALENTED&lt;br /&gt;his voice is like.. omg&lt;br /&gt;they sounded like they were playing PJ Harvey's This is Love&lt;br /&gt;but i think it was an original composition&lt;br /&gt;WHAT OTHER REASON DO YOU NEED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1e5dW77S7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/Cj0L9pSlc-o/s1600-h/CIMG6695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1e5dW77S7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/Cj0L9pSlc-o/s320/CIMG6695.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140781413690985394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the Tahune Air Walk.&lt;br /&gt;this is hardly the scary part but note the queasy look on my dad's face&lt;br /&gt;LOL i was laughing at my parents the whole way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1fAJG77S_I/AAAAAAAAAIc/I1aDtugvCO8/s1600-h/CIMG6709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1fAJG77S_I/AAAAAAAAAIc/I1aDtugvCO8/s320/CIMG6709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140788762380028914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the Mures Docklands in Hobart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1fN0G77TEI/AAAAAAAAAI0/oon0F4MhRnE/s1600-h/CIMG6722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1fN0G77TEI/AAAAAAAAAI0/oon0F4MhRnE/s320/CIMG6722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140803794765564994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is actually a model village of Hobart, made using clay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1fOr277TFI/AAAAAAAAAI8/nMrbqvaBEME/s1600-h/CIMG6740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1fOr277TFI/AAAAAAAAAI8/nMrbqvaBEME/s320/CIMG6740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140804752543272018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my favourite slippers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;more pics coming up..&lt;br /&gt;go &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/leannelim"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; anyways&lt;br /&gt;i so regret not taking more pics of myself with my hair&lt;br /&gt;cos now its gone and and and&lt;br /&gt;im so upset but&lt;br /&gt;THOU SHALL NOT WHINE ABOUT THINE HAIR&lt;br /&gt;THOU SHALL NOT WHINE ABOUT THINE HAIR&lt;br /&gt;THOU SHALL NOT WHINE ABOUT THINE HAIR&lt;br /&gt;THOU SHALL NOT WHINE ABOUT THINE &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHORT&lt;/span&gt; HAIR&lt;br /&gt;yes its short.&lt;br /&gt;never been this short in 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its ok, REBIRTH&lt;br /&gt;but ohmygosh please don't ask me out cos&lt;br /&gt;i really am not ready to face the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY does this ALWAYS happen&lt;br /&gt;to ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/leslie/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/holidays/TasMelb/CIMG6554.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-3451376495127205852?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/3451376495127205852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=3451376495127205852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/3451376495127205852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/3451376495127205852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#3451376495127205852' title='and it&apos;s just like the ocean, under the moon'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1en-m77SvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/D4T7VF-DpME/s72-c/CIMG6553.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-2730835041404092408</id><published>2007-12-06T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T15:39:10.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>is someone getting the best the best the best the best</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1elS277SrI/AAAAAAAAAGE/h9stCsKT8h0/s1600-h/IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1elS277SrI/AAAAAAAAAGE/h9stCsKT8h0/s320/IMG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140759243069803186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1emfm77SsI/AAAAAAAAAGM/KXVCSN397EE/s1600-h/IMG_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1emfm77SsI/AAAAAAAAAGM/KXVCSN397EE/s320/IMG_0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140760561624763074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1emgG77StI/AAAAAAAAAGU/7mkbZM-lt2k/s1600-h/IMG_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1emgG77StI/AAAAAAAAAGU/7mkbZM-lt2k/s320/IMG_0002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140760570214697682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1emgm77SuI/AAAAAAAAAGc/4ZVDhkxOHXs/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1emgm77SuI/AAAAAAAAAGc/4ZVDhkxOHXs/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140760578804632290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;the journal entries from day 1 to err.. 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;after that i just kinda lost the discipline and drive.&lt;/span&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/13155986-2730835041404092408?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/2730835041404092408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=2730835041404092408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/2730835041404092408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/2730835041404092408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#2730835041404092408' title='is someone getting the best the best the best the best'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/R1elS277SrI/AAAAAAAAAGE/h9stCsKT8h0/s72-c/IMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-8180274706526360233</id><published>2007-11-29T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T18:09:37.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WASSSUUUPPPP</title><content type='html'>ohohoh so exciting.&lt;br /&gt;INTERNET hahah&lt;br /&gt;im in melbourne NOWWWW&lt;br /&gt;and im in the hotel's business centre&lt;br /&gt;4-1 to LIVERPOOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i visited RMIT today to enquire about their courses ETC ETC&lt;br /&gt;and shopped until i was tired ETC ETC&lt;br /&gt;and i have been studying as well! (OH GROSS)&lt;br /&gt;yes yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tasmania's food was OMG DAMN GOOD&lt;br /&gt;OYSTERRSSSSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway anyway long blog post on all that when im back&lt;br /&gt;SEE YOU BABIESSSSS&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i cant wait to cut my hairrrr&lt;br /&gt;and i hate the 3 hour difference! wo yao hui jiaaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-8180274706526360233?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/8180274706526360233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=8180274706526360233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/8180274706526360233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/8180274706526360233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#8180274706526360233' title='WASSSUUUPPPP'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-5407894658746400274</id><published>2007-11-20T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T15:09:51.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all my bags are packed i'm ready to go -</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i painted my nails today! this range from thefaceshop is good!&lt;br /&gt;nails are now electric dark blue (X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohohoh i havent put my face mask yet&lt;br /&gt;having a breakout RIGHT NOW is damn annoying&lt;br /&gt;cos YOU KNOW&lt;br /&gt;i'm going on HOLIDAY&lt;br /&gt;and then like. how to take photos right&lt;br /&gt;but the plus point is that no one knows me overseas.&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather have like many small pimples then some HUGE ASS individual pimple at random places&lt;br /&gt;its soooo irritatinggggg.&lt;br /&gt;URGH&lt;br /&gt;GO AWAY YOU STUPID PIMPLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I HATE PLANE RIDES&lt;br /&gt;especially economy omg&lt;br /&gt;SO CRAMMED AH&lt;br /&gt;(and can you imagine the toilets)&lt;br /&gt;i've decided to take an aisle seat this time and i WILL NOT&lt;br /&gt;be sitting with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;too bad i cant try out the airbus&lt;br /&gt;actually i dont think it looks that much better&lt;br /&gt;OH FREE MOVIES. YAY&lt;br /&gt;OH PLEASE LET THE FOOD BE.. EDIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;let me sleep well, let the pimple go away PLEASE OMG PLEASE&lt;br /&gt;and umm good music on the headsets too PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway this holiday im quite sure i have not overpacked&lt;br /&gt;ive been extremely rational and like cut down alot of stuff&lt;br /&gt;sacrificed my vanity and impulse to be kiasu and bring everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY BENITEZ YOU ARE A CRAZY ASS&lt;br /&gt;NO YOU CANNOT LET CROUCH GOOOOO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh i'm gonna be using my dad's SLR for the first time&lt;br /&gt;lets hope this talent can be (AHEM) showcased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY BABIES.&lt;br /&gt;have fun and dont miss me too much&lt;br /&gt;LOVE&lt;br /&gt;xxoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-5407894658746400274?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/5407894658746400274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=5407894658746400274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/5407894658746400274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/5407894658746400274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#5407894658746400274' title='all my bags are packed i&apos;m ready to go -'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-5671338693712661891</id><published>2007-11-19T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T18:07:14.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what the fortune teller didn't say</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;productive day today!&lt;br /&gt;woke up and went to school to show mr tang my sketches so far&lt;br /&gt;and i had a nice short chat with jovena whom i miss very dearly&lt;br /&gt;rushed home (and met viviensng on the way! had a nice walk home with her and her nice friend carrie who was wearing a nice acjc shirt that says love ACtually. COOL RIGHT!),&lt;br /&gt;waited for the rain to let up&lt;br /&gt;ran for about 3k (is it me or are you more prone to stitch when you're running in the cold rain??),&lt;br /&gt;went for a swim till i got tired&lt;br /&gt;then had a shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard that the ocip ppl got me some super nice present&lt;br /&gt;and DARYL (HAHA) shouted across the whole shopping centre (!!)&lt;br /&gt;and went: OMG THIS IS SOOO LEANNE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;and was super happy and excited (HAHAHAH so funny)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss talking to my beans.&lt;br /&gt;CAN WE MEET SOON PLEASE&lt;br /&gt;when i get back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to melbourne and tasmania tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;so. off to pack!&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-5671338693712661891?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/5671338693712661891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=5671338693712661891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/5671338693712661891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/5671338693712661891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#5671338693712661891' title='what the fortune teller didn&apos;t say'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-6583448077239363717</id><published>2007-11-15T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T18:42:32.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because of you-</title><content type='html'>AHHHH today has been super unproductive.&lt;br /&gt;first of all, i havent been for a run (although the pool finally has water. YAY)&lt;br /&gt;and secondly i havent done much studying!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;geog geog geog&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i forget where all my time goes&lt;br /&gt;but i know i took a super long nap today&lt;br /&gt;i need the curtains up in my room!&lt;br /&gt;SUFFERING FROM LACK OF PRIVACY NOW&lt;br /&gt;and i really need the darkness, especially to carry on sleeping in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was a very productive day however.&lt;br /&gt;because i escaped from the house and went to sa and ac to see their art coursework.&lt;br /&gt;shant comment.&lt;br /&gt;and then i went to the national library to do lit research.&lt;br /&gt;I TOTALLY LOVE THE LIBRARY MAN&lt;br /&gt;the lee kong chian reference libraries that is.&lt;br /&gt;except for the irritating security guards at the entrance,&lt;br /&gt;its an extremely conducive environment and its the total bomb.&lt;br /&gt;oh got cute guys also.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, besides the point.&lt;br /&gt;there ARE one or two noisy people but other than that,&lt;br /&gt;its THE BEST.&lt;br /&gt;i am DEFINITELY returning to get my research done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on tues i had to scrub the bloody grouting of the pool&lt;br /&gt;and then i realised the nail on my middle finger was like filed away&lt;br /&gt;and then during dinner my dad was commenting&lt;br /&gt;oh today i realised my whole nail was filed!&lt;br /&gt;then im like&lt;br /&gt;yeah me too&lt;br /&gt;and he's like&lt;br /&gt;oh good im glad your nails are shorter&lt;br /&gt;then i was like&lt;br /&gt;no, its this finger only&lt;br /&gt;*show him middle finger*&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAH woah that was the most gratifying thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;to show him the finger and have a license to do so.&lt;br /&gt;A-MAY-ZING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i'm a LITTLE obsessed with sylvia plath now&lt;br /&gt;i borrowed so many books on her and last night (till early morning)&lt;br /&gt;i was researching online and everything&lt;br /&gt;she's kinda like my hero&lt;br /&gt;although, its complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not really sure what i can do for the h3 paper but right now&lt;br /&gt;i'm exploring the parental relationships for plath and olds.&lt;br /&gt;today while sleeping or something it came to me that i can do philip larkin as well!&lt;br /&gt;you know, they fck you up your mum and dad&lt;br /&gt;like, yeah totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night i came across this good analysis of sharon olds' I Go Back To May 1937&lt;br /&gt;i think i so identify with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For her readers, Olds’s poems seem very personal, including “I Go Back to May 1937.” Many of her poems are concerned with the speaker’s relationship with her father, as she seeks to understand his alcoholism, his abandonment of his family through divorce, and his painful death. The exploration of her parents’ marriage—beginning as this poem does, just prior to their wedding—presents the essential paradox. The speaker wishes her parents had never married, had never made one another’s lives so miserable. She wishes her own childhood had been spared the torment of her parents’ unhappiness, and yet to eliminate their marriage would be to eliminate the speaker. This paradox gives the poem a unique tension.&lt;/p&gt;i think its phrased really well. love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and this website &lt;a href="http://www.freerice.com"&gt;FREE RICE&lt;/a&gt;. (thanks jt!)&lt;br /&gt;it helps you build up your vocab, AND you get to donate rice to the poor. its real good everyone should check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh and thanks again to jt, i found out that my &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/leannelim/1993529601/"&gt;flickr pic&lt;/a&gt; has like nearly 5000 views and counting! like OMG!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i will not make &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the same mistakes that you did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i will not let myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cause my heart so much misery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i cannot cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because i know that's weakness in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm forced to fake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a smile, a laugh everyday of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my heart can't possibly break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if it wasn't even whole to start with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-6583448077239363717?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/6583448077239363717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=6583448077239363717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/6583448077239363717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/6583448077239363717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#6583448077239363717' title='because of you-'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-3342263188269389184</id><published>2007-11-09T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T14:32:50.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger</title><content type='html'>these few days i've been into a strange mix of nigga-electronic-brit-acoustic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my recommendations:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;daftpunk / kanye west / akon / klaxons / jasonmraztristanprettyman / katenash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im having subway cookies for lunch,&lt;br /&gt;and then i have to go to the library to return some books and hopefully get some sylvia plath and sharon olds' research.&lt;br /&gt;i think plath and olds are just DAMN GOOD writers. and i think it is quite a misconception that plath is all about depression etc.&lt;br /&gt;you have to remember she was a beautiful and intelligent woman, highly aware of the things happening around her, sometimes frighteningly so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i have started on my math and geog and completed my &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/leannelim"&gt;first shoe study for art&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and whats killing me is that im stuck at simple (i think) log and exponential problems for math! OMG OMG OMG i know there's some special trick for ln and all that but I. JUST. CANT. FIGURE. IT. OUT.&lt;br /&gt;OMG im so dead, and im having tuition this sun. WHAT WILL MY TUTOR SAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night i had dinner at tung lok signatures at central&lt;br /&gt;its good.&lt;br /&gt;and my dear friends have just gone for their self initiated OCIP&lt;br /&gt;(daryl better not slack ah!)&lt;br /&gt;i wish them all the best and nothing less.&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad we had the good ol' chillout catchup session at darren's house that day&lt;br /&gt;playing bridge, mahjong and the impossible quiz,&lt;br /&gt;and listening to the cds we got for diane's birthday ETC&lt;br /&gt;and ALSO coming up with the 'proposal' for our very own Vsparks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH OH and everyone go and watch this show called 'i propose'&lt;br /&gt;channel 5, monday, 9pm&lt;br /&gt;i saw the trailer and OMG THE GUY IS SO BLOODY CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;its like he just gets cuter over the years OMGGGG.&lt;br /&gt;ok sorry, stress relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im not going to australia after all. abit ouf a SHAYME realleh, since i've gone an' hyped mahself uop for it.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway that means i can do the AIDS charity run,&lt;br /&gt;and speaking of run,&lt;br /&gt;my legs&lt;br /&gt;are&lt;br /&gt;achingggggg... AHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our Work Is Never Over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-3342263188269389184?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/3342263188269389184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=3342263188269389184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/3342263188269389184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/3342263188269389184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#3342263188269389184' title='Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-8084359156556806927</id><published>2007-11-03T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T14:32:19.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cos i need you to look, into mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tonight i am going to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chijmes&lt;/span&gt; to watch man u-arsenal with the birthday boy and the longlost friend and his other friends.&lt;br /&gt;this morning/afternoon i have been on flickr, getty,&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?id=82768"&gt; polyvore&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?id=82768"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;(my latest love)&lt;br /&gt;and i have been reading, writing, sketching, listening to music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont have much time because i have many things to do.&lt;br /&gt;i have started on my art and my lit,&lt;br /&gt;i vow to organise my geog file tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;monday i will start on my math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day i must call for a meeting for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;artery&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//&lt;br /&gt;VITA was okaydokay. i miss my old class, but somehow i feel we aren't really that together anymore.&lt;br /&gt;05v11 outing was rather fun.&lt;br /&gt;it consisted me leon sarah jovena daryl wenshu&lt;br /&gt;we had to watch whisper instead of lars because sarah and daryl couldn't make it in time&lt;br /&gt;i had a subway melt. anticlimax.&lt;br /&gt;my sophomore visit to vivo seems to have improved my impression of it&lt;br /&gt;though i still reckon its a bigger marina square.&lt;br /&gt;on the bus back to school we made use of ASK IRIS&lt;br /&gt;and i was 'stuck' with wenshu who was such a girl cos he sat down when there were other girls around.&lt;br /&gt;in the end we ended up talking from dhoby ghaut all the way back&lt;br /&gt;and this rather surprised me in a pleasant way,&lt;br /&gt;cos. its wenshu.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, we weren't talking nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//&lt;br /&gt;the days seem longer because PW is over, hence the school year is over&lt;br /&gt;and this calls for celebrations.&lt;br /&gt;OP was good, moderator said it was clearly an EE, and and and&lt;br /&gt;said i have smiling eyes and once you have smiling eyes half the battle is won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after OP we had a 07A15 class lunch at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cafe cartel&lt;/span&gt; and it was rather surprisingly fun.&lt;br /&gt;i appreciate various people for being nice, and showing me sides i have never seen before.&lt;br /&gt;i think maybe next year we will be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night nick and daryl took a cab down to my place and passed me some yummy cake from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chocz&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;i put it in the fridge only to have my parents eat it when they came home.&lt;br /&gt;so i had what was left of it for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;i like eating cereal for breakfast cos its so old school.&lt;br /&gt;it makes me feel like an overgrown kid.&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday afternoon diane came over and we talked and attempted to do our nails.&lt;br /&gt;doing nails requires practice and we were sorely lacking, though i must say my control is returning!&lt;br /&gt;i am now a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;fire engine&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;black&lt;/span&gt; wheels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am contemplating a radical haircut, but i'm afraid i'll end up hating myself.&lt;br /&gt;i am also extremely broke.&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for my christmas money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to melbourne and tasmania from the 21st to the 2nd and its uncanny,&lt;br /&gt;that eunice was telling me these are the art cities of australia.&lt;br /&gt;so i shall go to RMIT and Uni of Tas to enquire.&lt;br /&gt;i do have my doubts about a family holiday.&lt;br /&gt;i do have doubts about a holiday in general because i am so peeled for time.&lt;br /&gt;but i havent been OVERSEAS in a while.&lt;br /&gt;the last time i crossed a causeway was in march,&lt;br /&gt;trengganu it was, and i kayaked all the way to the south china sea.&lt;br /&gt;i would love to go shopping,&lt;br /&gt;and i would love to exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would love to kayak in the rain, come to think of it.&lt;br /&gt;the only flaw about it is that it is so deafeningly quiet and somewhat solitary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//&lt;br /&gt;sometimes its hard to respond to certain things,&lt;br /&gt;especially when it kind of takes you back and you dont know what to say,&lt;br /&gt;and diane thats why i have not replied to your sms.&lt;br /&gt;lets discuss happier things and work on our book the next time we meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diane says various interesting things and i am like that sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;she says that mixed signals are worse than no signals.&lt;br /&gt;i think i have no comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-8084359156556806927?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/8084359156556806927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=8084359156556806927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/8084359156556806927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/8084359156556806927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#8084359156556806927' title='cos i need you to look, into mine'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-2129467001219180051</id><published>2007-10-28T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T23:54:53.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there's a fire just waiting for fuel</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Merhaba is hello in Turkish. Dinner is at a six star hotel. The art is quiet on the walls. The food is new and the people speak bad English.&lt;br /&gt;At the table they do not clear my plates fast enough. I smile once when the ice cream man entertains me. I watch eyes bore into plates and hands come up to knead brows. I watch eyes watch eyes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We walk around an entire basement because we cannot find the car. People blame each other so that they can have something to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;In the car I look out of the window. In the car I feel nothing but desolate. In the darkness you only see shadows. In the darkness people argue.&lt;br /&gt;At a familiar estate I see an aeroplane. The aeroplane is hovering low, about to land. I say it looks like a car.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I am sad I move really slowly. It’s like the world is rushing by and there is no more blood in my body but tar instead. I cannot move any faster.&lt;br /&gt;When I am sad I lock myself in my room and dim the lights; put the music on and close my eyes till the tears come.&lt;br /&gt;When they are gone and sleep takes over, I give in just so my heart can repair itself for tomorrow.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-2129467001219180051?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/2129467001219180051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=2129467001219180051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/2129467001219180051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/2129467001219180051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#2129467001219180051' title='there&apos;s a fire just waiting for fuel'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-4379025143229292797</id><published>2007-10-26T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T00:24:06.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's so clear now that you are all that i have</title><content type='html'>so this guy (see below) is pissed/does not want to talk to me anymore&lt;br /&gt;cos i said his images are a tad cliche&lt;br /&gt;well they were.&lt;br /&gt;and dude you asked for my opinion if you can't handle it don't ask.&lt;br /&gt;it's not my fault it wasn't as good as the previous one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaanyway.&lt;br /&gt;wednesday i was in this cab on the way to school and the cabbie had BAD BO.&lt;br /&gt;i stepped into the cab i was like&lt;br /&gt;PHWOAR.&lt;br /&gt;bombarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i held my nose the whole ride and the times i actually breathed i just wondered how the smell could possibly permeate the whole cab. it was like a huge turnoff.&lt;br /&gt;not that anything else is a turn on but it was just.&lt;br /&gt;nauseating.&lt;br /&gt;i was utterly flabbergasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05V11 class outing tmr. or shall we say later on today.&lt;br /&gt;yay i'm excited. haven't been out with the class for ages.&lt;br /&gt;miss all of them lots and subway too.&lt;br /&gt;though it looks like i'm gonna be watching woodcock.&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;lets hope its a good laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-4379025143229292797?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/4379025143229292797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=4379025143229292797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/4379025143229292797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/4379025143229292797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#4379025143229292797' title='it&apos;s so clear now that you are all that i have'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-6253007142703762392</id><published>2007-10-24T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T23:26:44.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>right back where we started from -</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Tw Cen MT&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;today i met this guy called john who is a lit teacher in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;england&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and we realised we both liked plath and eliot.&lt;br /&gt;and so he asked to see my poetry and i said what would you like to read and he said&lt;br /&gt;choose your favourite and i'm like. that's crazy.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway i open a folder and i see a poem and i show him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Tw Cen MT&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; lush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Tw Cen MT&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Tw Cen MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;We bend over and hunch up like mimosas&lt;br /&gt;Us grazing skin and closing,&lt;br /&gt;Your knee curving into my back,&lt;br /&gt;Burning a soft shape, casting wet cement,&lt;br /&gt;Warm like candle wax.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Tw Cen MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;I have no legs.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Tw Cen MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;And I can smell your aftershave on my cheek.&lt;br /&gt;Mint and a rush of body heat&lt;br /&gt;aggravate this surface tension.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Tw Cen MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;You have carved with your hands&lt;br /&gt;something beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;Yours is a kind of smooth wood,&lt;br /&gt;Mine is a canvas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Tw Cen MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Thumbs on forearms and fingers for the elbows.&lt;br /&gt;A kiss is a firm lush wet one.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Tw Cen MT&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;And then I realise I wrote it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;exactly&lt;/span&gt; a year ago. And I feel like.&lt;br /&gt;This is so cool! This is a sign! Because he says it’s very publishable, although he thinks it’s better if the last line is just as subtle as the rest of the poem.&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, it made my day&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;And oh. I got the offer for H3 Lit. I had a nice literary day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-6253007142703762392?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/6253007142703762392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=6253007142703762392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/6253007142703762392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/6253007142703762392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#6253007142703762392' title='right back where we started from -'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-3034052101830144156</id><published>2007-10-21T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T15:19:23.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>but the world don't need scholars as much as i thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we should stamp out racism. it makes people ugly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i firmly believe:&lt;br /&gt;those who can't do, teach. and those who can't teach, teach PE&lt;br /&gt;especially true in VJC aka Victoria Junior College&lt;br /&gt;and no i'm not afraid to let anyone see this cos it's a fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;i realise i have lost the drive to blog.&lt;br /&gt;it's a bit like writer's block,&lt;br /&gt;and my notebook is being left untouched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-3034052101830144156?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/3034052101830144156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=3034052101830144156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/3034052101830144156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/3034052101830144156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#3034052101830144156' title='but the world don&apos;t need scholars as much as i thought'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-6797196183563906281</id><published>2007-10-17T02:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T02:48:19.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing fails</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's times like these when you feel like you are ready to just&lt;br /&gt;die.&lt;br /&gt;you know like freaking collapse, lie down and end it all.&lt;br /&gt;it's like your body is just.&lt;br /&gt;falling apart, just like the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;you know?&lt;br /&gt;how you are like buckling under the weight of it all,&lt;br /&gt;and how you seem to be holding up the world for everyone else,&lt;br /&gt;and wondering&lt;br /&gt;how come other people don't have to go through the shit you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's being frustrated and worried and like, having your stomach churn at 2 am,&lt;br /&gt;it's eating shit food day after night and night after day&lt;br /&gt;having not enough food,&lt;br /&gt;having no time to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and where do people get time to do other things&lt;br /&gt;because if you ask me&lt;br /&gt;it is not fking fair at all&lt;br /&gt;that some people slog their fking guts out&lt;br /&gt;and some people just lack the drive/initiative to make sure that they do their best&lt;br /&gt;or at least make sure they do not produce shit&lt;br /&gt;but what the hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the world isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but don't you fking get it&lt;br /&gt;it is just so bloody irritating when like&lt;br /&gt;i give 100% and and and&lt;br /&gt;URGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it is just so unfortunate that you have no idea how&lt;br /&gt;how hard i am working&lt;br /&gt;it is just bloody tragic&lt;br /&gt;that it is like 2.25 am&lt;br /&gt;and i kiss sleeping soon goodbye&lt;br /&gt;that some people&lt;br /&gt;JUST DON'T GET IT&lt;br /&gt;and to be honest&lt;br /&gt;i don't even know why i am giving so much of myself&lt;br /&gt;like like like&lt;br /&gt;this is the only thing that matters&lt;br /&gt;and i can't see why everyone else doesn't think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two can be as bad as One, it's the loneliest number since the number One&lt;br /&gt;- and yeah i totally agree.&lt;br /&gt;haven't we been this way for damn long now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i feel like i can't fking take it anymore!&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel so sick that i just want to puke&lt;br /&gt;and cover my head with my hands&lt;br /&gt;and be so still that my heart will stop beating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i don't want to get up i don't want to get up at all&lt;br /&gt;oh my go*&lt;br /&gt;it's like&lt;br /&gt;i'm crumpling into an ash heap&lt;br /&gt;everything about me is shrivelling up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if i pull through&lt;br /&gt;tell me i made it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-6797196183563906281?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/6797196183563906281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=6797196183563906281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/6797196183563906281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/6797196183563906281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#6797196183563906281' title='nothing fails'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-5900040573765397327</id><published>2007-10-13T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T14:15:29.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when you say its OVERR</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pw pw pw pw pw pw pw pw pw pw pw &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wr wr wr wr wr wr wr wr wr wr wr wr &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;op op op op op op op op op op op op op&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just can't wait for this to be over&lt;br /&gt;i think my life has been shortened by ten years&lt;br /&gt;better go and check how much more white hair i have&lt;br /&gt;i always feel stressed when people tell me i look tired and stressed and all that&lt;br /&gt;it's like i shrink further into the consuming hunched up exhaustion&lt;br /&gt;it makes me feel like a hundred&lt;br /&gt;pw is really like WTF&lt;br /&gt;the best thing is that its a group effort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched nanny diaries on thursday and it was bad bad bad&lt;br /&gt;i think they ran out of schedule or something because it actually started out well&lt;br /&gt;the concept and filming techniques were quite fresh&lt;br /&gt;(speaking of which, i got full marks for my video!&lt;br /&gt;YAY)&lt;br /&gt;i don't even think it was a chick flick&lt;br /&gt;it was just some cliche nonsense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last night was the timbre gathering with the segment girls&lt;br /&gt;it was quite fun&lt;br /&gt;pizza was very very good&lt;br /&gt;dawn was like on remote&lt;br /&gt;once a new pizza came out she would shoot there&lt;br /&gt;and she kept asking me to get fresh with the bartender&lt;br /&gt;(who was quite hot anyway)&lt;br /&gt;so we could get the whole pizza&lt;br /&gt;but then i went home and i was SUPER hungry :(&lt;br /&gt;which was what happened on thursday also&lt;br /&gt;and last night when i was changing i saw my ribs through the skin of my back&lt;br /&gt;*shudder*&lt;br /&gt;and dawn says &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eee leanne i can see your collarbone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, saves me the running i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i passed my maths. first time in like. three years? HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;i think i could have done better though&lt;br /&gt;my tutor says &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;well that's a start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i went to 2 art coursework exhibitions over the past 2 days&lt;br /&gt;rj and tj&lt;br /&gt;my favourite at rj was the lips and my favourite at tj was the reflections one&lt;br /&gt;i think tj is really really good&lt;br /&gt;too bad i didnt go for the hwachong one&lt;br /&gt;too tired and i had wr to do, so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight i shall have a nice dinner (a proper meal! finally!)&lt;br /&gt;to celebrate all the women in my family's birthdays&lt;br /&gt;how very coincidental&lt;br /&gt;and then it shall be the first night i will not touch pw&lt;br /&gt;because it has taken over my life and i must fight it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway we should all listen to hiphop when we are stressed cos its the best&lt;br /&gt;its so guilty pleasure indulging&lt;br /&gt;it just makes you want to bob your head and sing-a-long&lt;br /&gt;but then zakir shouldn't sing beautiful girls&lt;br /&gt;not in real life, not on the phone&lt;br /&gt;cos it makes me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;suuuiiiiicidal suuuuiiiicidal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(actually i AM already suicidal)&lt;br /&gt;cos he needs to learn to keep to the friggin tune&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and once again, wr beckons&lt;br /&gt;it really scares the hell out of me when i suddenly realise there was something we missed out&lt;br /&gt;or like we are short of something&lt;br /&gt;or anything like that&lt;br /&gt;i just cannot be at rest and at peace&lt;br /&gt;and it is eating at me like&lt;br /&gt;a grape&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-5900040573765397327?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/5900040573765397327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=5900040573765397327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/5900040573765397327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/5900040573765397327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#5900040573765397327' title='when you say its OVERR'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-781583682356859875</id><published>2007-10-07T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T22:00:40.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sip</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Californian FB&amp;quot;;"&gt;It is alkali on tongue, it is&lt;br /&gt;the trace of dishwashing liquid&lt;br /&gt;remnant on a cup&lt;br /&gt;the pause of water in a mouth&lt;br /&gt;and the final decision to let it pass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Californian FB&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;It is sitting crosslegged on a chair&lt;br /&gt;and typing&lt;br /&gt;verse on the keyboard&lt;br /&gt;amidst the soft vibrations of electro&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Californian FB&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;and making a home out of a rattan shell.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-781583682356859875?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/781583682356859875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=781583682356859875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/781583682356859875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/781583682356859875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#781583682356859875' title='sip'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-6506982008808107576</id><published>2007-09-25T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T10:47:07.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GAMBATTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;i tried to discover, a little something to make me &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;greener&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;oh baby refrain, from breaking my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;i'm so in love with you, i'll be forever blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm so angry with myself because i didn't wake up at 1.30 am to study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i can't remember if i got up to stop the alarm but the fact is i gained consciousness around 7 plus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and had the 'oh shit' feeling.&lt;br /&gt;if only i had started immediately after my bath&lt;br /&gt;but there was this big fat lizard in the room and i couldn't bring myself to sit there&lt;br /&gt;so my mother used the com, and she takes a million years cos she will just fall asleep while typing emails.&lt;br /&gt;thus i went to take a little nap&lt;br /&gt;and as a result......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so today, i will finish the VJ Math Promo Paper (saved it for the finale)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my math is ok now, i think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it's just geography that i owe an apology. so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i will finish up my Urban Geog (I'm left with Reurbanisation)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i will read my old notes on Human and Physical Geog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i will have a  math tuition hat trick at 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i will sleep at 12 (latest) and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;most importantly, i accept the consequences of my actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 15px;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Forget your sadness, anger, grudges and hatred. Let them pass like smoke caught in a breeze. You should not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;deviate from the path of righteousness; you should lead a life worthy of a man. Don't be possessed by greed, luxury, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or your ego. You should accept sorrows, sadness and hatred as they are, and consider them a chance for trial given &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to you by the powers...a blessing given by nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gambatte, Masaaki Hatsumi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;that you give me no reason,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;you're making me work so hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;that you give me no that you give me no soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;i hear you calling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;oh baby please,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;give a little respect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-6506982008808107576?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/6506982008808107576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=6506982008808107576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/6506982008808107576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/6506982008808107576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#6506982008808107576' title='GAMBATTE'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-6962992709154192663</id><published>2007-09-23T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T10:51:28.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i am cocooned in a perfect shell&lt;br /&gt;and a thread of suspension&lt;br /&gt;i struggle with the gold mesh that binds my beating heart&lt;br /&gt;and i cannot understand,  why&lt;br /&gt;below this, is hollow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but husks unwrap in a concentric circle&lt;br /&gt;and my eyes are ready to close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;he has the quirky hair and the special shoes;&lt;br /&gt;he has the beautiful hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and he teaches me to let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i know the only way is to die,&lt;br /&gt;i have to die&lt;br /&gt;but my death is&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; le belle mort&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-6962992709154192663?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/6962992709154192663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=6962992709154192663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/6962992709154192663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/6962992709154192663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#6962992709154192663' title=''/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-3769631578408524428</id><published>2007-09-20T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T20:53:58.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's the worst thing that could happen?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;we could change our minds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;random facts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;1) EXAMS START TMR. omg, at least its GP. i wish i could say its time to PWN. but im afraid. i haven't even touched a GP handout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) changed my braces today! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sky-blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3) WO DE YA CHI TONG!! my teeth hurt and its not fun. HOW. exams you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) tomorrow is my dearest bestie DIANE TAN YING JIE's 17th birthday! and the mighty beans + 2 tau&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gay&lt;/span&gt; are going to celebrate at thaipan for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) i need to pluck my eyebrows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) i hate crowded trains and kiasu singaporeans and foreigners. i think we have too many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) i find it most productive to study at night/wee hours of the morning. i can sleep at 4 if i sleep from 12-130am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) i can't wait to get back my phone and my zen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) i have no idea how to key in + on the home phone. OH DO YOU KNOW THERE'S SUCH A THING AS AN MSN CALL!? just click the phone symbol! i mean, this is such cool sht, but is it just me who's slow!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; like, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-3769631578408524428?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/3769631578408524428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=3769631578408524428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/3769631578408524428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/3769631578408524428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#3769631578408524428' title='what&apos;s the worst thing that could happen?'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-588429447434924936</id><published>2007-09-16T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T17:51:13.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if i could be, who you wanted</title><content type='html'>all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN i love fake plastic trees! its the best song ever!&lt;br /&gt;today during math tuition i have no idea why i was just SO TIRED&lt;br /&gt;i was trying so so hard to keep my eyes open&lt;br /&gt;and my brain kept entertaining thoughts like&lt;br /&gt;what happens if i really fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;like seriously my eyes were like. half closed and it was abit embarrassing&lt;br /&gt;i mean. one person how to sleep right!&lt;br /&gt;i really have no idea how come i became so tired all of a sudden&lt;br /&gt;i even thought it was some crazy phenomena like.. bermuda triangle.&lt;br /&gt;then like 3/4 through i couldnt tahan already&lt;br /&gt;i got up went to the kitchen and put two polo mints in my mouth&lt;br /&gt;and after that,&lt;br /&gt;i was fine.&lt;br /&gt;you know when you're so tired your mind blanks out and you spout rubbish?&lt;br /&gt;that happens to me alot, especially if i'm real tired. so if you're talking to me&lt;br /&gt;if i'm extra crappy now you know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am also at this moment&lt;br /&gt;PHONELESS&lt;br /&gt;so please. like.&lt;br /&gt;there is always offline instant messaging.&lt;br /&gt;i need to cry because mrs jay hasn't gotten back to me about photo taking and like&lt;br /&gt;well&lt;br /&gt;she probably won't&lt;br /&gt;which sucks&lt;br /&gt;because HOW WILL VJ TAKE US SERIOUSLY IF WE 'RE NOT EVEN CONSIDERED A CCA&lt;br /&gt;like HELLOOOOO!!!?!!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think, i will have some explaining to do when my phone bill for this month comes&lt;br /&gt;cos i mistakenly remembered that mine is a international calls plan&lt;br /&gt;so i umm..&lt;br /&gt;called... umm.&lt;br /&gt;ULISES SANTIAGO PENA in TEXAS like OMG&lt;br /&gt;hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;but it was damn FUN and OMG&lt;br /&gt;hello con papas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you sound (and look) like the sex!! woots!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily hector didn't pick up.&lt;br /&gt;he's in GEORGIA. like&lt;br /&gt;imagine my bill.&lt;br /&gt;faints&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But i can't help the feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I could blow through the ceiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If i just turn and run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it wears me out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It wears me out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It wears me out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-588429447434924936?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/588429447434924936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=588429447434924936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/588429447434924936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/588429447434924936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#588429447434924936' title='if i could be, who you wanted'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-528625993015396968</id><published>2007-09-14T03:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T03:50:22.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i heart texas</title><content type='html'>it is romantic to sleep at four a.m. because your body seems to be&lt;br /&gt;awake in a different world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish blogger had locks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;playlist for lit essay:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try - Nelly Furtado&lt;br /&gt;Comfortable - John Mayer&lt;br /&gt;Say What You Want - Texas&lt;br /&gt;No Bravery - James Blunt&lt;br /&gt;Cello Song - Nick Drake&lt;br /&gt;All Good Things Come To An End - Nelly Furtado ft. Chris Martin&lt;br /&gt;I'm Feeling You - Santana ft. The Wreckers&lt;br /&gt;Waterfalls - TLC&lt;br /&gt;Love Song For No One - John Mayer&lt;br /&gt;Inner Smile - Texas&lt;br /&gt;Mind Trick Remix - Jamie Cullum&lt;br /&gt;Hump de Bump - RHCP&lt;br /&gt;Creep - TLC&lt;br /&gt;Save Me From Myself - Christina Aguilera&lt;br /&gt;Tell Me 'Bout It - Joss Stone&lt;br /&gt;You're Beautiful (Acoustic) - James Blunt&lt;br /&gt;Sex Bomb - Tom Jones&lt;br /&gt;Gotta Tell You - Samantha Mumba&lt;br /&gt;I Turn To You - Christina Aguilera&lt;br /&gt;Unfold - Jason Mraz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I sleep with this new girl I’m still getting used to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My friends all approve, say “She’s gonna be good for you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; They throw me high fives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; She says the Bible is all that she reads,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and prefers that I not use profanity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Your mouth was so dirty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Life of the party,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And she swears that she’s artsy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But you could distinguish Miles from Coltrane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Our love was comfortable and so broken in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; She’s perfect &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So flawless,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Or so they say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Hey and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Say, Heyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; She’s perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So flawless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I’m not impressed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I want you back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-528625993015396968?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/528625993015396968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=528625993015396968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/528625993015396968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/528625993015396968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#528625993015396968' title='i heart texas'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-2233453322468367446</id><published>2007-09-13T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T22:48:45.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no bravery</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;random facts that are not random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;my sculpture is coming along fine,&lt;br /&gt;lit essay will hopefully be okay,&lt;br /&gt;my probability needs practice,&lt;br /&gt;i miss talking to my beans (DAMN ALOT!)&lt;br /&gt;i had fun talking to wuyue on the phone,&lt;br /&gt;promos are in a week,&lt;br /&gt;zakir looks like death,&lt;br /&gt;zakir don't worry! don't be sad!&lt;br /&gt;zamir's hair is so long that i can't even recognise him from the back,&lt;br /&gt;HAHA tomorrow i MUST remember to bring someone's present,&lt;br /&gt;i miss con papas! and hector!&lt;br /&gt;today's lit lesson was enlightening,&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe he said exactly what it was,&lt;br /&gt;it was&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; le mot juste&lt;/span&gt; at its best and i am utterly overwhelmed&lt;br /&gt;because its so damn true.&lt;br /&gt;i have alot to say&lt;br /&gt;but i will not say it now.&lt;br /&gt;i must say it well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;random convo of the day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;desmond: is this your sculpture?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;leanne: yeah and i'm gonna hang a foetus from here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;desmond: ohhh where is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;leanne: over there in the plastic bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;desmond goes over and picks up plastic bag, stares intently inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;desmond: what's this long thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;elroy: to hold the thing up la &lt;/span&gt;(what nonsense, he doesn't even know what i'm doing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;leanne: umm no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;desmond: oh. it's a boy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;leanne&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; AHAHAHAHHAHAH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;desmon&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;: with... alot of potential&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;leanne: AHAHAHAHAHHA!!!! ya! not like you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;random convo of the day 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edo shows classmates his plaster animal sculptures made of balloons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;elroy: edo? are those your testicles?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edo squeezes one animal balloon he's holding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;edo: OUCH OUCH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;elroy: so which are your testicles?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leanne comes over and points&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;leanne: there, here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;everyone: OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-2233453322468367446?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/2233453322468367446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=2233453322468367446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/2233453322468367446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/2233453322468367446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#2233453322468367446' title='no bravery'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-3095090038925059678</id><published>2007-09-08T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T16:42:50.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xxxxxx</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;it's like you blew me&lt;br /&gt;away,&lt;br /&gt;gave me head,&lt;br /&gt;and threw in&lt;br /&gt;a mindfuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i&lt;br /&gt;took you in,&lt;br /&gt;i took you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like you&lt;br /&gt;gave me wings&lt;br /&gt;and set me on fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i&lt;br /&gt;never knew&lt;br /&gt;my heart was&lt;br /&gt;wax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what is a&lt;br /&gt;kiss for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;you pass one test&lt;br /&gt;and fail the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit,&lt;br /&gt;you fucked me so good&lt;br /&gt;but now i'm fucked up so&lt;br /&gt;bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you act like nothing's&lt;br /&gt;changed&lt;br /&gt;but when we came&lt;br /&gt;together&lt;br /&gt;it's like you strapped it,&lt;br /&gt;tight to my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you push&lt;br /&gt;your tongue&lt;br /&gt;hard in my mouth,&lt;br /&gt;and give me a day to&lt;br /&gt;detonate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-3095090038925059678?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/3095090038925059678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=3095090038925059678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/3095090038925059678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/3095090038925059678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#3095090038925059678' title='xxxxxx'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-3515086388208850116</id><published>2007-09-08T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T12:27:30.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and you know it makes me sick to be on that list,&lt;br /&gt;well i should have thought of that before we kissed.&lt;br /&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/13155986-3515086388208850116?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/3515086388208850116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=3515086388208850116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/3515086388208850116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/3515086388208850116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#3515086388208850116' title=''/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-6385431950662311257</id><published>2007-09-01T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T11:14:04.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAITH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i think nobody has any idea how pissed off and upset i am&lt;br /&gt;i hate feeling like this because it distracts me from being focused&lt;br /&gt;i can't study now, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;and God knows i need to.&lt;br /&gt;everytime i look at my notes i just think about what i have lost&lt;br /&gt;and how upset i am&lt;br /&gt;this has happened before, the exact same thing i am feeling&lt;br /&gt;the inability to focus and get my things done.&lt;br /&gt;and look where that got me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is brilliant shit.&lt;br /&gt;this is so beautifully f*cked up&lt;br /&gt;and there is nothing i can do except try to psycho myself into thinking&lt;br /&gt;that they do not affect me&lt;br /&gt;i am not affected&lt;br /&gt;LEANNE THEY DO NOT AFFECT YOU.&lt;br /&gt;i am tired of all this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; might be a small thing&lt;br /&gt;but i've had enough.&lt;br /&gt;seriously i've had enough but there is nothing i can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are ruining my life&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe you think you're helping&lt;br /&gt;if only you knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if only you would understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;re&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;strict&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;space or the lack thereof&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;presses our bodies up and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;against&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;the limit of my threshold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;my tolerance is at the tip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;of my end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and still there is no change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;even after gravity is no longer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;the centre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and your insides&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;permeate mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;there are things i cannot stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and therefore i fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;there are battles i cannot win&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and therefore i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;do not fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;you don't believe that i am perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;but in this dense constriction of an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;undergrowth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;there is suffocation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;in this mass of a crowd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;isolation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-6385431950662311257?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/6385431950662311257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=6385431950662311257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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shoes were drenched.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;i might do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week is going to be/has been entirely SLACK.&lt;br /&gt;not that i'm complaining though (:&lt;br /&gt;monday was normal, today as usual i have the first 4 periods free&lt;br /&gt;and then pw was moved forward, and my group was let off early cos she was impressed with our work (oh joy) plus i went to buy food and order subway while she was talking to my group anyway, so that's double joy.&lt;br /&gt;and then we found out that the geog lecture period was reserved for a hydrology test.&lt;br /&gt;so we umm. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;didn't go!&lt;/span&gt; HAHA&lt;br /&gt;and the 3 periods of GP was cancelled! YESSSSS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;SO IN ESSENCE, what would have been a 1650 day was now a 1245 day!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOTTTSSS!!!&lt;br /&gt;and tmr, mr tang is having a course so no art SO&lt;br /&gt;NO SCHOOL FOR ME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha except geog tutorial at 1320. i have to go to school anyway&lt;br /&gt;i ordered subway! (:&lt;br /&gt;and no lunchtime concert this week so i can&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY eat my subway in PEACE and in a STRESS FREE ENVIRONMENT&lt;br /&gt;go leanne!!!! haahahah&lt;br /&gt;and thurs is my slack day as well, 1245. and friday, aha&lt;br /&gt;don't you love teacher's day.&lt;br /&gt;i think it would be morally wrong to pon though, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GROUP GOT THE HIGHEST MARK FOR VIDEO!!&lt;br /&gt;quite surprised actually, thought the music kinda spoilt it.&lt;br /&gt;but he said it was good overall so (:&lt;br /&gt;haha thanks to laura and andre! our beautiful talented actors. the bomb, the bomb.&lt;br /&gt;and to my fellow group mates as well, ruiying for the storyboard, louis for the effects.&lt;br /&gt;we did it people!&lt;br /&gt;oh and the arctic monkeys as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the SHIT thing about today was finding out my DEAR parents took away my mp3 player. like WHAT THE FUCK man. seriously WTFUUUCCCKKK. so now thanks to the lack of speakers on my com and the fact that they took my earphones AS WELL (dammit how am i gonna survive long mrt rides?) i now shall resort to my phone (thank goodness it plays music radio everything) to get my daily music fix. apparently i'm addicted.&lt;br /&gt;SO?&lt;br /&gt;SO SO SO?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK MAN! ok that's enough, but seriously, thanks. like seriously, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANKS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-8783564878754192697?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/8783564878754192697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=8783564878754192697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/8783564878754192697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/8783564878754192697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#8783564878754192697' title='these. days. are . scraped from sealings'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-7738636635476952861</id><published>2007-08-21T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T00:20:29.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i aint no art ist i am an art bitch</title><content type='html'>someone like me is playing en loope on my computer.&lt;br /&gt;i like the lyrics, and i am the kind of person that can listen to something continuously for about 20+ times. as was the case with umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i did silkscreening today. stupid rachel. i get free subway cookies and many favours and a day of suaning rachel in return anyway. quite fun to see rachel so eager to please and so tolerant of my nonsense. i will say/do something dumb and she will be like blahblahblah and all i have to do is say excuse me who is going for your silkscreen. then she will be like oh sorry sorry and shut up. HAHAHHA. then wen and jeri were like where's my cookie? and i'd go why you want cookie! rachel let's have sakae la! buffet! haha! and after printing wen will wash her frame and i'll say why you wash! we have someone to help us what. hahaha. and both rachel and desmond were saying nice to everything, so contrived. but quite funny overall. suaning is le fun! but my print kinda screwed up. lets not talk about it. how.. anti-climatic. especially when everyone was watching :(&lt;br /&gt;we're having our 3rd ARTERY lunch time performance tmr. we're getting external drummers. they'll be doing some tribal/fusion thing. COOLSHT!&lt;br /&gt;i am currently working on my sculpture which is the rubrik cube! and sigh my fingers are dying. it is HARD WORK MAN. whoever thought art was slack. excuse me.&lt;br /&gt;PROMOS ARE COMING! AHHHHH!!! i have said hello to bad skin and the just-cannot-keep-my-eyes-awake-during-lecture state. today during physical geog lecture was a good example. however i slept "well", it wasn't obvious and i kept waking up and she was at the SAME SLIDE! for really long. but after a POWER NAP of abt 2 minutes or so i was energized!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. GO TRY MUNCHY DONUTS. THEY ARE SO &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;orgasmic&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;zomgosh they are THE BOMBBBB!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;don't let your head rule your heart&lt;br /&gt;don't let your world be torn apart&lt;br /&gt;don't keep it all to yourself&lt;br /&gt;just let all your emotions run free&lt;br /&gt;with someone like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the way it should be&lt;br /&gt;someone like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it's hard when you're feeling down&lt;br /&gt;to lift your feet up off the ground&lt;br /&gt;we make mistakes but doesn't everybody&lt;br /&gt;you don't always have to agree&lt;br /&gt;with someone like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the way it should be&lt;br /&gt;someone like me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-7738636635476952861?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/7738636635476952861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=7738636635476952861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/7738636635476952861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/7738636635476952861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#7738636635476952861' title='i aint no art ist i am an art bitch'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-4594941255141401563</id><published>2007-08-18T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T13:49:59.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NO MYSTERIES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/RsaBx-XiKYI/AAAAAAAAAFc/EuJvUtpkc7s/s1600-h/CIMG6161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/RsaBx-XiKYI/AAAAAAAAAFc/EuJvUtpkc7s/s320/CIMG6161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099906323598944642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;filming made me sunburnt. my tan lines are damn weird thanks to my clothes.&lt;br /&gt;i'm starting to peel.&lt;br /&gt;and our video sans sound is great! BUT with music.. sigh&lt;br /&gt;i do like the last part with her running to mysteries though.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN COOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/RsaByuXiKaI/AAAAAAAAAFs/xDuN2YGPONs/s1600-h/20070803VJCFieldS5_54.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/RsaByuXiKaI/AAAAAAAAAFs/xDuN2YGPONs/s320/20070803VJCFieldS5_54.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099906336483846562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats the entire school before we "renovated" the field. i'm under the C, on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/RsaByOXiKZI/AAAAAAAAAFk/YWzQhA8TWkI/s1600-h/CIMG6153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/RsaByOXiKZI/AAAAAAAAAFk/YWzQhA8TWkI/s320/CIMG6153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099906327893911954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's abigail kyla seow. she's 3 and she's got a new baby brother on the way (:&lt;br /&gt;for more pictures click &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/leannelim"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artery's 2nd lunchtime performance was this wed and it was good, again. i'm always surprised things turn out well actually, because they are always so rushed and it's very nervewrecking. we had some people from choir form an acapella group and they sang lion sleeps tonight and stand by me. it was very good BUT TOO SHORT! they cut out one song cos it was messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this whole week has been extremely stressful what with PW, the video, lunchtime performance, anne's birthday planning, geog presentation. i've been sleeping at and waking up at wonderful hours. my shoulders are currently aching. i hate carrying heavy bags.&lt;br /&gt;and i dunno why my calf muscle keeps pulling when i sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well i should get back to math.&lt;br /&gt;zakir you are so irritating hurry up la you coming anot&lt;br /&gt;WAHLAU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;tomorrowisourfilminganddearlaurahasagreedtobeourleadinglady.lauraisthebest.lauraisthebest.whoisgoingtobeourleadingman.&lt;br /&gt;ihavetodomywrittenreportandeditmyeomandihavetodomath.&lt;br /&gt;idontreallyknowwhatimfeelingrightnow.ithinkimusthaveagoodthinkandbesureofmymoralvalues.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;itslikeyoustepintoapaintingandthevanishingpointchanges.itslikeiknewitallalong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;imcaughtupinthemiddlejumpingthroughtheriddleimfallingjustalittletonightcoseverybody'smakingtroublesomeone'sbursttheirbubblebutwe'llbegettingbyalright&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-7006692032835993649?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-1527066071472298873</id><published>2007-08-09T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T01:15:08.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i cannot&lt;br /&gt;b  e  a  r&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;to see this do you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;understand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-1527066071472298873?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/1527066071472298873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=1527066071472298873' title='0 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0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;had geog with the taiwan immersion programme students today. it was a good load of fun, had QUITE a tough time trying to translate all the terms like London's congestion charge. i even forgot what city was in chinese. but nevertheless! my chinese is improving! thanks to me hanging out with my dear cheena friends like wenwen and jeri. rachel's chinese sucks man. so much for being effectively bilingual at home. pooi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;and dear mr josef made me the party leader and so it was kinda stressful being all enthu and stuff. i realise alot of time i spend these days are on being pseudo extrovert. wenwen was like YEAH RIGHT when i told her i'm a 'certified' intro. it's survival skills man, what can i say. it's tiring though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;i think i have become closer to the class of late. which is good! maybe i will be at SDD 08 after all, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;for art lessons on fri we had to go to nafa to view the AEP exhibition. some of it was cool stuff, some was quite blah but on the whole i'd say it was a good experience. found out that mr tang is directionally challenged, and that having art excursions are indeed fun fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;go to my flickr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt; for pictures i am too -.- to upload twice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;by the way this is a separate post cos i think the one below looks messy and me being a html noob, i have no idea how to like, arrange the stupid pictures. actually, i dont even know how to type after the pictures but nevermind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;anyway, HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY to the TWINS.&lt;br /&gt;zamir and zakir, if you aint got no money take your broke ass(es) home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-1421414601630900807?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/1421414601630900807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=1421414601630900807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/1421414601630900807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/1421414601630900807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#1421414601630900807' title='set me free why don&apos;t you babe'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-3091274318685350836</id><published>2007-08-05T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T19:53:54.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drifting a   part like a plate tectonic</title><content type='html'>SUPER EVENTFUL WEEK!&lt;br /&gt;and now i have to attempt to remember why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first off. I GOT A NEW PHONE!!! its SO SUPER &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SUII&lt;/span&gt;, so super pretty and sleek and chic (just like me)&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;its the 6300 and its DAMN NICE LA. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;i'm having ALOT of fun exploring it&lt;br /&gt;however it was hell trying to copy all the contacts. wooh- hand cramp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baybeats yesterday. FUN FUN FUN.&lt;br /&gt;music wise, not so good, didnt exactly meet my expectations, and umm&lt;br /&gt;kinda left me a bit disillusioned with the local music scene&lt;br /&gt;but then i met up with mr maroon april 77s,&lt;br /&gt;and then my cousin Joe/Huang and DANNY! his friend from Lancaster came to join us&lt;br /&gt;and we went to harry's and i told them the harry's logo looked like horny's. and beer in singapore is overpriced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/RrXVW96cfzI/AAAAAAAAAEU/gir3lNc_qQQ/s1600-h/CIMG6055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/RrXVW96cfzI/AAAAAAAAAEU/gir3lNc_qQQ/s320/CIMG6055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095213143993122610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;danny's only 20! why do caucasians look older generally??&lt;br /&gt;he's on exchange for a YEAR in nus (poor thing) doing biology and he just arrived that afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;and he went to this cool concert in spain where muse, arctic monkeys and THE KOOKS!! the friggin KOOKS! played. wah lau so jealous. he's from Southampton but a LIVERPOOL fan. and cos both me and zy are pool fans he was like Hey i like her already! haha. he's so super funny, especially the part when my cousin was like, you're so young! you're only 17 you're not even legal!&lt;br /&gt;then danny was like asking about the legal age, and i was like&lt;br /&gt;drinking - 18, 16 is for.. you know&lt;br /&gt;and he was like. for what?&lt;br /&gt;and im like, you know&lt;br /&gt;then he's like *innocent face* for what?&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the guy singing behind? thats chris harris from Intone, a band from Sydney&lt;br /&gt;ANDDDD haha. i got to talk to him on the phone&lt;br /&gt;haha the convo goes sth like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello&lt;br /&gt;hello is this chris&lt;br /&gt;yes this is chris&lt;br /&gt;haha you're cute!&lt;br /&gt;haha thank you! i havent met you before so i cant comment on that one&lt;br /&gt;oh im cute&lt;br /&gt;haha okay i'll take your word for it&lt;br /&gt;yeah! haha good show&lt;br /&gt;thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway baybeats is a friggin cultural shock man.&lt;br /&gt;everyone is so.. homogeneous. i felt really intimidated.&lt;br /&gt;and i got to preview some of the national day parade!&lt;br /&gt;and im going this thurs! so cool!! haha i liked the diving part where the water sprayed onto us&lt;br /&gt;was especially cool that huang was in the ndp planning com so he could tell us exactly what was going to happen as well as what was going on. SO COOL RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before baybeats i was at esplanade for artery's outing.&lt;br /&gt;more of like some educational trip, we learnt about being a stage manager&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/RrcIEd6cf1I/AAAAAAAAAEk/rbaH9aaY5pA/s1600-h/CIMG6047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/RrcIEd6cf1I/AAAAAAAAAEk/rbaH9aaY5pA/s320/CIMG6047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095550376235269970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the techniques the concert halls use to cater for different performances&lt;br /&gt;and i met lots of new people like helen from yale on exchange&lt;br /&gt;got to talk to her alot about studying in the us.&lt;br /&gt;earshot cafe's calamari is good stuff man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/RrcIEt6cf2I/AAAAAAAAAEs/5wNxrw3A8Co/s1600-h/CIMG6050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/RrcIEt6cf2I/AAAAAAAAAEs/5wNxrw3A8Co/s320/CIMG6050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095550380530237282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY,&lt;br /&gt;we painted chairs to raise funds for the visually handicapped children. i painted a spongebob chair which i am totally in love with. today i heard it got sold for $15 which was one of the highest prices. which might be good. but i really expected people to pay more. imagine! buying both the spongebob and patrick chairs for your kids! so cute right! and if i had known i would have bought it for dawn's birthday, or maybe even both to keep one and give her the other. but oh well i just hope that the kid is happy and takes good care of the chair, because i am totally emotionally attached to it. i really couldn't bear to go for lessons and have it taken away by the people. you'll see why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/RrcKUt6cf3I/AAAAAAAAAE0/l8GKASRMrao/s1600-h/CIMG5970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/RrcKUt6cf3I/AAAAAAAAAE0/l8GKASRMrao/s320/CIMG5970.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095552854431399794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/RrcKVN6cf6I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VNKA2rr_MXE/s1600-h/CIMG5976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/RrcKVN6cf6I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VNKA2rr_MXE/s320/CIMG5976.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095552863021334434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/RrcKUt6cf4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/8Feh2Hbt7TQ/s1600-h/CIMG5969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/RrcKUt6cf4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/8Feh2Hbt7TQ/s320/CIMG5969.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095552854431399810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/RrcKVd6cf7I/AAAAAAAAAFU/V9fJ3NCTukk/s1600-h/CIMG5988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/RrcKVd6cf7I/AAAAAAAAAFU/V9fJ3NCTukk/s320/CIMG5988.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095552867316301746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/RrcKU96cf5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/0lqwZgVbnE8/s1600-h/CIMG5975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/RrcKU96cf5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/0lqwZgVbnE8/s320/CIMG5975.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095552858726367122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-3091274318685350836?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/3091274318685350836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=3091274318685350836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/3091274318685350836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/3091274318685350836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#3091274318685350836' title='drifting a   part like a plate tectonic'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/RrXVW96cfzI/AAAAAAAAAEU/gir3lNc_qQQ/s72-c/CIMG6055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-806139161440886350</id><published>2007-07-30T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T19:52:33.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love is in the metal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;okay i've done it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;i guess it's not so difficult this time because i told alot of people in advance, and just talking to mr l. was just making it official and letting him know. and i was honest. i have always been honest.&lt;br /&gt;and i'll be honest but i will never betray. it's good to know i'm allowed to crash anytime i want, or go back, though i won't. but still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;quitting soccer was so much harder and i know why. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;i think today has just sort of marked many turning points for me. like how my dad has agreed to let me drop math to H1, how i've.. done it, and how something has taken place for the last time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;promos are in 5 weeks, my study life is a mess and i don't really know where to start. i realise i'm just going to have 4 weeks to study for the H1 syllabus, and i also realise i have to DIE DIE get into a H3 if i want to get a.. you know? ya. but anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;artery meeting today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;i seriously wish we could choose our own exco. i'm sorry if i'm being a bitch. i should probably post this on lj and lock it instead but who cares, its true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt; we're getting a beatboxer down on wednesday for our first ever lunch time concert! it's cool to think we are the first people to organise it, though this is only the second exco, but this was the original idea for artery and it feels like we're really doing something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;i would like to sit in an open space with a piano and sing Meet Me By The Water. don't ask me why, i get urges sometimes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;my hair behaved today and for that i am starting to believe in it and the fact that it will grow fast and nice. i have had people over for two consecutive days and i am tired. and i know i can't keep pushing off really mugging but SIGH GOD HELP ME PLEASE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;i need to go to church. i haven't been for.. some time now. and i think i would really like for God to talk to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-806139161440886350?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/806139161440886350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=806139161440886350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/806139161440886350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/806139161440886350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#806139161440886350' title='love is in the metal'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-899482721623739639</id><published>2007-07-28T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T13:16:25.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pack up i'm striaght</title><content type='html'>how do they expect me to go for college day when it is friggin pouring. i have a half mind not to turn up but its compulsory BLAH BLAH and they'll be taking attendance. and since i'm part of the 'welcoming party' (read: people who stand by the roads and clap hands when the guest of honor arrives), they will definitely check the whole LT and make sure everyone that is supposed to turn up is there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT COME ON LA. there's lightning outside! and thunder! and RAIN! not to mention i have healing service later and DAWN'S going. not that i go for her of course, but i haven't seen her in eons. &lt;- reminds me of EOM bleah.  ok if i do go, i shall take comfort in the fact that there is slight chance i will see a certain ****ster yeah. i mean, a little eye candy never fails to perk up your day doesn't it.  but going for church would mean i have to rush home cos i have a -.- party at my house and my mother has crazily/foolishly invited 20 people. which sucks cos like you know. have to put on the hostess act and be a pseudo-extrovert. which i hate. i mean, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm a true blue intro and i don't like to be out of my comfort zone.&lt;/span&gt; yeah right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am TIRED. and getting unfit. HAHA. how? sigh i am so depressed. why like that la. why like that. :(&lt;br /&gt;AND MY HAIR IS SO SCREWED UP NOW!!! WHINEEEE. WHY SO SHORT OMG. WHYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;head-radio: stand by me (remix) by all saints&lt;br /&gt;its soo addictive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-899482721623739639?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/899482721623739639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=899482721623739639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/899482721623739639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/899482721623739639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#899482721623739639' title='pack up i&apos;m striaght'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-7141598112340867278</id><published>2007-07-26T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T21:25:45.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stop me if you think that you've heard this one before -</title><content type='html'>my tooth hurts.&lt;br /&gt;my hair feels screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;(Note to self: must not go to hairdresser's in evening)&lt;br /&gt;and you are like. &lt;strike&gt;non-existent&lt;/strike&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nothing's changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i still love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh i still love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;only slightly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;only slightly less&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;than i used to, my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-7141598112340867278?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/7141598112340867278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=7141598112340867278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/7141598112340867278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/7141598112340867278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#7141598112340867278' title='stop me if you think that you&apos;ve heard this one before -'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-242710011738236479</id><published>2007-07-24T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T23:48:15.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;beautiful &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;boy&lt;/span&gt; you have&lt;br /&gt;committed the&lt;br /&gt;perfect murder;  and i&lt;br /&gt;have died the&lt;br /&gt;perfect death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there is nothing left&lt;br /&gt;here, for you to kill&lt;br /&gt;again, for all of me has been&lt;br /&gt;vanquished today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of you now&lt;br /&gt;is a distant form;&lt;br /&gt;so say you were&lt;br /&gt;a lie, and that&lt;br /&gt;you were never me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say you were never me,&lt;br /&gt;and you always will be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-242710011738236479?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/242710011738236479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=242710011738236479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/242710011738236479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/242710011738236479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#242710011738236479' title='tuesday'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-5944473883176836064</id><published>2007-07-20T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T20:10:14.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you can stand under my umbrella</title><content type='html'>a super eventful week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;first off today: VJ vs. MJ guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;they played rough, played dirty, referee sucked as usual,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;zakir's eyelid got cut cos no.22 elbowed him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;and then it was very scary cos he was bleeding alot and the lousy ref was like friggin blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;same fat guy who made many lousy calls in the past (incl sending me off)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;should just go and work at mcdonalds or sth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;so we were extremely worried and i know i was very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt; worried cos i kept drinking water and rubbing my ear. and everyone was just very sad, not really cos we lost but cos we fought very hard and it was an unfair match and zakir's condition was very scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;it was also racial harmony celebrations in school, and a dismal number turned up in ethnic costumes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;mine was ethnic in a fusion way. sarong from cambodia and top from esprit, slippers from japan, person originating in china = singaporean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rqnfsd6cfyI/AAAAAAAAAEM/aib-NEoJHgo/s1600-h/CIMG5823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rqnfsd6cfyI/AAAAAAAAAEM/aib-NEoJHgo/s320/CIMG5823.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091846808756059938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;very hard to sit down in the hall. the fashion show thing( which was originally artery's idea!) was quite amusing and fun. and senior class' mel's madame butterfly costume was da bomb. she apparently designed it for her tsd exam. it's like a straight A man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and down the escalator at TM i saw this guy coming up then we were like staring at each other in the i recognise you right? look and it was damn funny but ya. haha i think he's from kong hwa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;yesterday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;girls played NJ. and we finally(!) won. 3-2. and at the end of the whole thing thanks to horrible refereeing there was alot of conflict and dispute and some NJ girls came up to ask for the video as evidence that the refs were shit. and i think they also wanted to protest cos our free hit resulted in a goal which was supposedly supposed to be theirs. but oh well i mean, even if the decisions are shit, we still cant do anything about them what. the thing that got on my nerves and i'm sorry to say this, was the part when the no. 12 started going her speech about being a sportsman for very long and blah blah she was a sailor and she knows we have a strong sailing team, i mean. yes does that have to do with anything? and like, basically they kept giving contradictory statements la that was abit.. nerve grating. and we actually didnt want them to see the video at first. i mean, what happens if we didnt have the video. right? they can't do anything what. but in the end they saw it. and yeah ok whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;monday was VITA'07. and it was really nice to catch up with the class again. i realised how much i missed being part of a class that bonded and were high with each other. till today i would say 05v11 is the best class i've had ever. the food was disappointing but the company was great, and i reeaaaalllly reaaaallly miss my friends. all the conversation and hanging out.. but anyway, it's great that we are still close and able to get along after.. half a year. too bad marianne was in thailand. BEANS REUNION!!!! so we were discussing ip3 life and ip and j1 life in general and we had to give feedback and stuff. and we got back our AHEM higher chinese certs. AHEM. haha i was like totally flying when i saw my beautiful A TWO cert. the most beautiful thing ever, shouuld just totally frame it up man. and after the whole thing they wanted to go to siglap and we cut through the houses and we were singing and i was doing 'where i belong' in some falsetto (LOL!)  and yes. it was just loads and loads of fun and i just want to say i really super miss my class and i love everyone and treasure all the moments we had together. okay so mushy i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;and then halfway through i had to go home and diane msged me that i was sorely missed. so yes, warm fuzzy feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;monday was also the YJ match and we lost 6-0. i guess there are things to learn from everything. and i dont just mean technical or tactical things but oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when the sun shines we shine together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;told you I'd be here forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-5944473883176836064?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/5944473883176836064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=5944473883176836064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/5944473883176836064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/5944473883176836064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#5944473883176836064' title='you can stand under my umbrella'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rqnfsd6cfyI/AAAAAAAAAEM/aib-NEoJHgo/s72-c/CIMG5823.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-3812201914817028563</id><published>2007-07-12T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T20:16:21.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TRY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i see you standing there&lt;br /&gt;wanting more from me&lt;br /&gt;and all i can do is try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i see you standing there&lt;br /&gt;i'm all i'll ever be&lt;br /&gt;and all i can do is&lt;br /&gt;try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of the moments that already passed&lt;br /&gt;we'll try to go back and make them last&lt;br /&gt;all of the things we want each other to be&lt;br /&gt;we never will be&lt;br /&gt;we never will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and that's wonderful&lt;br /&gt;and that's life&lt;br /&gt;and that's you baby&lt;br /&gt;this is me baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we are we are we are&lt;br /&gt;we are&lt;br /&gt;free&lt;br /&gt;in our love&lt;br /&gt;we are free in our love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-3812201914817028563?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/3812201914817028563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=3812201914817028563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/3812201914817028563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/3812201914817028563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#3812201914817028563' title='TRY'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-8284983060352052182</id><published>2007-07-05T10:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T11:29:50.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how long will it take for us to come undone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's thursday it's the fifth of july and i'm quite sure of it being a beautiful morning.&lt;br /&gt;well that is outside but i am inside&lt;br /&gt;we are nothing inside.&lt;br /&gt;i am wasting away but the girl named crow says i am good.&lt;br /&gt;last night she talked to me in the toilet stall,&lt;br /&gt;in the mirror and in the shower.&lt;br /&gt;but i say, my heart is full&lt;br /&gt;and is heavy.&lt;br /&gt;this body is a shell, and is the skin of the heart.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;things fall apart&lt;/span&gt; because &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the center cannot hold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;say you are beautiful and you are perfect, and make these emotions a song.&lt;br /&gt;do not mind me please, and leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;but yes i am the injury.&lt;br /&gt;so swim at night, when it's dark and the midnight becomes murky,&lt;br /&gt;when tears are silent and rain is redemption and is&lt;br /&gt;water again, sweat is a suffering and inching into lungs&lt;br /&gt;like this not being coherent enough for you.&lt;br /&gt;say maybe i'm not good enough for you.&lt;br /&gt;but you were good enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;how i do not understand myself, how i give in to myself because i am&lt;br /&gt;tired, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's not like you smoke but you take a drag anyway&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and i am a dream again, where it is stuffy outside,&lt;br /&gt;where all lights are yellow and&lt;br /&gt;far away.&lt;br /&gt;where the girl named crow says &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not right now&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;where you look into my eyes and tell me not to,&lt;br /&gt;well &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i never&lt;/span&gt;, i'll never.&lt;br /&gt;i cannot do it&lt;br /&gt;and i cannot do this anymore&lt;br /&gt;can't you hear me, well then where are you.&lt;br /&gt;where are you oh my god where am i.&lt;br /&gt;tell me i am &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still the perfect form&lt;/span&gt;, that i am not sick of all this,&lt;br /&gt;and that you want me still&lt;br /&gt;say time will wait for me and you will not be there to see me fall.&lt;br /&gt;the girl named crow says. why&lt;br /&gt;are you afraid to fall&lt;br /&gt;i say i'll &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;flip on the tele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wrestle with jimmy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you will tell me what went wrong with this song.&lt;br /&gt;well what went wrong with you and what is wrong&lt;br /&gt;i said the girl named crow said i am good.&lt;br /&gt;no you're not so good but i am.&lt;br /&gt;i'd like so much&lt;br /&gt;for this&lt;br /&gt;to stop&lt;br /&gt;i'd like so much to be average,&lt;br /&gt;i'd like to be more.&lt;br /&gt;i'd like to be cold, you would like to be less cold.&lt;br /&gt;no you would.&lt;br /&gt;don't&lt;br /&gt;let them attack me i can't stand it i can't help it&lt;br /&gt;but neither can you.&lt;br /&gt;how am i going to do this tell me please&lt;br /&gt;the girl named crow says &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it'll be over soon&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i'll say how is this possible&lt;br /&gt;they said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;but you don't know who i am&lt;br /&gt;i know who i am but i don't know&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;i am&lt;br /&gt;so let me go let me slide slip&lt;br /&gt;away.&lt;br /&gt;you don't know i wish you wouldn't read this&lt;br /&gt;but don't talk to me about this please,&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't tell you and even if i tried to i would lie.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why you would even want or need to&lt;br /&gt;but i do&lt;br /&gt;maybe i don't but i do i do i do&lt;br /&gt;the girl named crow says i am good.&lt;br /&gt;i cannot understand but i do.&lt;br /&gt;i will, i have&lt;br /&gt;no choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it will be over soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;she said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; it will be over soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-8284983060352052182?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-7469246807961443600</id><published>2007-06-29T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T20:17:35.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;its training and then its a sandwich&lt;br /&gt;and not boarding the bus and being depressed the ride home&lt;br /&gt;and then its coming through the gates and taking off my teeshirt&lt;br /&gt;and a swim with the water coming up to my neck and covering my shoulders&lt;br /&gt;so i wont feel cold with the imminent rain and with the wind making the pool water look like&lt;br /&gt;choppy waves&lt;br /&gt;its thinking about forgetting how meaningless life is at the start of each lap&lt;br /&gt;and wondering why my legs feel like cramping every time i kick off&lt;br /&gt;and its wondering why i cant move faster and why the water sounds so ugly&lt;br /&gt;is thinking about how people can drown themselves in a river&lt;br /&gt;is thinking about how it would feel to not breathe submerged underwater&lt;br /&gt;and then its hearing the sun set and seeing lightning streaking&lt;br /&gt;and thinking how would it be like if i died by lightning&lt;br /&gt;is concluding that it would be immense pain&lt;br /&gt;and knowing i am almost immortal and not ready to die&lt;br /&gt;even though life right now is perhaps less than peachy&lt;br /&gt;is not being grateful enough for everything&lt;br /&gt;and thinking that that much is not enough&lt;br /&gt;no not enough right now&lt;br /&gt;and thinking that im perhaps just too tired&lt;br /&gt;too tired to understand why im feeling like this&lt;br /&gt;and too tired to think of why i cant make myself understand&lt;br /&gt;is getting out of the pool before it rains and putting my teeshirt back on&lt;br /&gt;and leaving wet footprints all over the marble and the parquet&lt;br /&gt;and thinking they will dry so it doesnt matter&lt;br /&gt;is mouthing zombie in the shower and singing it real slowly&lt;br /&gt;is switching off the lights and changing&lt;br /&gt;and combing my hair and for once not thinking about the length of my hair&lt;br /&gt;is thinking my eyes are spoiling&lt;br /&gt;is being worried about my nose that has been whacked full on by a ball&lt;br /&gt;is recalling asphyxiation is thinking i wouldnt be pretty if i had a bigger nose&lt;br /&gt;and thinking if i had walked onto the road at the busstop&lt;br /&gt;would i have died or would it just have been something stupid&lt;br /&gt;is telling myself id never drown myself because i hate water going up my nose&lt;br /&gt;and is reading that someone says life is meaningless without God and agreeing&lt;br /&gt;and feeling so far away from God&lt;br /&gt;and is telling a friend that life is meaningless&lt;br /&gt;and having to laugh off the misery im in&lt;br /&gt;is having to ask why do you think my life is great&lt;br /&gt;and knowing exactly why they think so&lt;br /&gt;and somehow not being able to articulate how rotten i am feeling&lt;br /&gt;and laughing&lt;br /&gt;and always laughing&lt;br /&gt;till it doesnt come from inside anymore but becomes a prerequisite for saying something&lt;br /&gt;depressing and something sad and maybe something&lt;br /&gt;honest&lt;br /&gt;is always trying to laugh it off&lt;br /&gt;and always trying to hide&lt;br /&gt;is always trying to shrug it off&lt;br /&gt;and always trying to hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-7469246807961443600?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/7469246807961443600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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STOP ME</title><content type='html'>my latest obsession is: Mark Ronson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE OMGAWD SO F-ING HOT! SO F-ING COOL&lt;br /&gt;im gonna buy his album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for your (my future) viewing pleasure:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rn9VeZX-YEI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Wf8lujotJ9o/s1600-h/45e4267853bbd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rn9VeZX-YEI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Wf8lujotJ9o/s320/45e4267853bbd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079872885393088578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rn9V-5X-YGI/AAAAAAAAAEE/8pPfP70l17E/s1600-h/1234press_img.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rn9V-5X-YGI/AAAAAAAAAEE/8pPfP70l17E/s320/1234press_img.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079873443738837090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rn9VwpX-YFI/AAAAAAAAAD8/p4OqUmyWOSQ/s1600-h/45e426180890e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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Stop me, oh, stop me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Stop me if you think that you've &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Heard this one before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Stop me, oh, stop me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Stop me if you think that you've heard this one before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nothing's changed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I still love you, oh, I still love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ...Only slightly, only slightly less than I used to, my love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-1757360911068371107?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/1757360911068371107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=1757360911068371107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/1757360911068371107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/1757360911068371107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#1757360911068371107' title='is this it?'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-2826736775558269656</id><published>2007-06-21T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T09:43:58.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tell me that you'll open your eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;math tuition at 10.15 and i am just letting my brain take a break at this present moment.&lt;br /&gt;i had a weird dream last night.&lt;br /&gt;as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt that my braces came out after brushing and i don't know how they came out but they did and i only realised after a while, and i had perfect straight teeth at the top but i still had bogays at the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;and i dreamt i was offered a speciak one-week thingy to UNSW Science, and it would be during the week after midyrs which would clash with floorball&lt;br /&gt;and i dreamt i was fergie and that i moved into some new neighbourhood where they hated me (fergie) and i caught someone stealing my stuff blah blah&lt;br /&gt;and i was avoiding swamps.&lt;br /&gt;and then i dreamt abigail (my niece) was eleven years old! she's only three now. and that she was wearing braces. basically i kinda dreamt alot of ppl were wearing braces.&lt;br /&gt;and everything was just kinda surreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;and i just wanted to say, that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;i believe, i believe i believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;even though belief is not faith and belief is not trust,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;i believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;and i have faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-2826736775558269656?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/2826736775558269656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=2826736775558269656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/2826736775558269656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/2826736775558269656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#2826736775558269656' title='tell me that you&apos;ll open your eyes'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-4721668284956661354</id><published>2007-06-15T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T09:31:35.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we want prenup we want prenup</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to zamir: if you aint got no &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;money&lt;/span&gt; TAKE your broke ass home&lt;br /&gt;to zakir: if you got no &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;money&lt;/span&gt;, go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHHAAH. okay&lt;br /&gt;to jiaxin: X marks the spot :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(i got problems up to here, i got people in my ear, telling me these crazy things that i don't wanna hear. F*CK Y'ALL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 days more.&lt;br /&gt;teriyaki chicken burger sucks, so much skin and fat, tsk&lt;br /&gt;but yay to shaker fries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha just now zakir called my HANDPHONE and said: hello?&lt;br /&gt;so i said: hello?&lt;br /&gt;and then he said: hello? can i speak to leanne please?&lt;br /&gt;and i said: sorry wrong number.&lt;br /&gt;and he said: oh sorry&lt;br /&gt;and he put down the phone&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;but it cant beat a few years ago&lt;br /&gt;when this guy called my house and said: hello can i speak to blah blah&lt;br /&gt;then i stoned for a while then said: errr.. wrong number&lt;br /&gt;then he was like: huh..eh dont bluff leh. im jacob.&lt;br /&gt;me: err. ya wrong number&lt;br /&gt;jacob: ah.. okay. sorry bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA i think cos i sounded young (as in his age) and i stoned for abit so it was really suspicious. but i dont know why people keep calling my house number asking for cisco, like super irritating can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's something that you need to have&lt;br /&gt;cos when she leave your ass&lt;br /&gt;she gon' leave with half&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-4721668284956661354?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/4721668284956661354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=4721668284956661354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/4721668284956661354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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0);"&gt;sooo stupid, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;i cannot stand it when someone gets on their high horse, especially spiritual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;and i cannot stand two-facedness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;and can someone please zap me and make me a study-robot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;cos i really really need to mug like there's no tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;and i am failing terribly at being focused, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;alliteration there, could have enhanced the alliteration with a certain f- word but no i will not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;self-control friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;don't depress me for goodness sakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;12 days to exams right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;i think, i should run away and live on a hill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;maybe i will come back when its all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and guess what,&lt;br /&gt;last night while bending down to switch off a plug&lt;br /&gt;i totally whammed my eye into the back of a chair&lt;br /&gt;you know the part that sticks out,&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you it hurt like crazy&lt;br /&gt;and i mean, i really cannot comprehend my stupidness.&lt;br /&gt;like, what is wrong with you leanne, wah lau.&lt;br /&gt;so now one eye is slightly bigger, not really obvious but still,&lt;br /&gt;hurts and there is a lump on my eyelid.&lt;br /&gt;-.-, how about -.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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all'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-5585052476351637390</id><published>2007-06-12T08:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T09:09:07.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tell me something good.</title><content type='html'>i am wearing uncoordinated socks today, oh joy.&lt;br /&gt;at 8.22am i got a msg saying coach will be late and will only come at 9.30&lt;br /&gt;and im like. THANKS AH.&lt;br /&gt;WAH LAU I COULD HAVE GONE HOME TO CHANGE MY SOCKS LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so apart from being connected to the world here in the art room&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing much else to do because 25 minutes is too short a time to waste acrylic paint on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont i hate it when this happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, shrek 3 with wenwen at THE cathay. haha&lt;br /&gt;i didnt love it but i liked it.&lt;br /&gt;especially the high school bit, ya know, like, TOTALLY.&lt;br /&gt;and i cant exactly see how they can continue with the storyline without being 'extra'&lt;br /&gt;so yes. thats the end of shrek then.&lt;br /&gt;soundtrack is cute&lt;br /&gt;and GRAMOPHONE at Cathay is having a great sale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so is like almost every shop in Singapore,&lt;br /&gt;seriously need to go on a spree soon.&lt;br /&gt;BRING IT ON MAN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-5585052476351637390?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/5585052476351637390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=5585052476351637390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/5585052476351637390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/5585052476351637390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#5585052476351637390' title='tell me something good.'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-306064040118615177</id><published>2007-06-07T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T11:17:46.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and everyone says</title><content type='html'>hello how is your revision.&lt;br /&gt;i put this picture on my desktop:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rmd3WZX-YDI/AAAAAAAAADs/-qlkEFto3iE/s1600-h/studyingiseverything+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rmd3WZX-YDI/AAAAAAAAADs/-qlkEFto3iE/s320/studyingiseverything+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073154731908423730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha you can 'kop' it if you want to you know, motivate yourself. helps that mika is totally cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. training is now.. training, not some slack thingy that we waste time having. having a coach is really good, and now its gonna be 3 times a week with the coach. so. TIME MANAGEMENT IS EVERYTHING TOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. i am acutely aware of the consequences of screwing up this mid yrs and i am so not going to. but oh man. i don't know. why can't i LOVE studying. why dont i have this DRIVE to study and study and study all day? by the way my st teresa is coming along very very nicely and i am immensely proud of it (: although i couldnt follow the folds of the sculpture itself so i had to make up all the shit. which was sooo hard. i am nevertheless happy with my work so far. i'll just have to complete it even if it takes a thousand years. actually, no. cos i have a deadline but i cant spend my whole 'holiday' painting right!! remember. STUDYING IS EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so good luck everyone, and remember one more thing,&lt;br /&gt;life rocks a little,&lt;br /&gt;sucks alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Boy you've dropped the biggest bomb on me.&lt;br /&gt;If this was suicide then I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;But you said you'd be the first to die.&lt;br /&gt;I believed you and I don't know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-306064040118615177?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/306064040118615177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRE BRACES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rl-TWDwan_I/AAAAAAAAADc/jFAEF36rF04/s1600-h/CIMG5558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rl-TWDwan_I/AAAAAAAAADc/jFAEF36rF04/s320/CIMG5558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070933712617250802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing the Ugly Betty Impersonation- not ugly enough man i know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rl-RUjwan9I/AAAAAAAAADM/FdyAvS8wfpM/s1600-h/CIMG5585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rl-RUjwan9I/AAAAAAAAADM/FdyAvS8wfpM/s320/CIMG5585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070931487824191442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-5621681532502377244?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/5621681532502377244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=5621681532502377244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/5621681532502377244'/><link 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BACK from CLIC, and i found out on the last day it means Connecting Leaders In Camp!&lt;br /&gt;sui la. haha&lt;br /&gt;it was a very very good camp.&lt;br /&gt;i took away alot of important stuff.&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER.&lt;br /&gt;the food was errr.&lt;br /&gt;and the lodging was OMG.&lt;br /&gt;toilets were clean, as in not as gross as some&lt;br /&gt;but the rooms.&lt;br /&gt;were like. terrible.&lt;br /&gt;my bed had MOULD, and my room mate melissa (HELLO MELLY!)&lt;br /&gt;and i were sleeping on plastic bags.&lt;br /&gt;we kept waking up in the middle of the night traumatised&lt;br /&gt;like if our feet were touching the bed we'd be sooo grossed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was in group 4, D for Cats.&lt;br /&gt;sean, melly, nazri, zonghe, limin, stephanie, ian and freddie&lt;br /&gt;and peiying was our facilitator.&lt;br /&gt;and she was really good.&lt;br /&gt;i think this yr the facis have set a real high standard.&lt;br /&gt;the last day's final activity was some emo thing&lt;br /&gt;LEARN TO SEPARATE THE EMOTION FROM THE DEVICES THAT CAUSE THE EMOTION PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;if they switched off the music i swear there wouldnt be the same effect.&lt;br /&gt;but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;it was a meaningful activity all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are many many things that i learnt from the camp,&lt;br /&gt;and one of the most important was to keep pushing yourself&lt;br /&gt;even though you're tired you still need to tell yourself&lt;br /&gt;ITS HIGH DAY MAN!&lt;br /&gt;no stoning allowed.&lt;br /&gt;i used my brain ALOT in the camp, never so much in any camp.&lt;br /&gt;the trainers from eka training were good too.&lt;br /&gt;so many games that we could learn from,&lt;br /&gt;and we had to keep reminding ourselves about the previous debriefs&lt;br /&gt;like what pointers we could learn from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anddd i learnt that i am an INTJ&lt;br /&gt;so basically im an introvert.&lt;br /&gt;so amazing eh.&lt;br /&gt;so true anyway, though i didnt know it before.&lt;br /&gt;camps tire me out and these camps and whatnots overwhelm me sometimes&lt;br /&gt;and i like to be alone after a long school day&lt;br /&gt;which explains me not minding having anyone to go home with,&lt;br /&gt;just walking the parkconnector route home with my earphones.&lt;br /&gt;and ALSO explains the not liking to be in the same room as my parents while studying at night&lt;br /&gt;so thats good that i understand why i am a certain way at certain times.&lt;br /&gt;BUT the briggs-myers profiling is not meant to constrain or give excuses&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;the best is yet to be.&lt;br /&gt;haha okay that was random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to school later!&lt;br /&gt;to paint my saint teresa.&lt;br /&gt;and then on to training at 4.&lt;br /&gt;finally get to move my bum&lt;br /&gt;after much sitting on the hard floor in CLIC&lt;br /&gt;my bum really hurt man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway i would like to THANK all my grpmates&lt;br /&gt;cos we had a great deal of fun!&lt;br /&gt;and we all learnt stuff together and it wouldnt be the same without you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Let's gather round the campfire and sing our campfire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E-S-O-N-G song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And if you dont think that we can sing it faster then youre wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;but it would help if you just sing along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E-S-O-N-G song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E-S-O-N-G song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And if you dont think that we can sing it faster then youre wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; but it would help if you just sing along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;it would help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;it would help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;if you just sing along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rl-Psjwan5I/AAAAAAAAACs/ivReYtlSBqg/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rl-Psjwan5I/AAAAAAAAACs/ivReYtlSBqg/s320/Image014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070929701117796242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;today was the raffles open, and we lost so terribly. okay come to think about it, it wasn't that bad really.&lt;br /&gt;but i honestly thought we could have done better.&lt;br /&gt;it's the end of the term!&lt;br /&gt;and what a way to end it off.&lt;br /&gt;it was still fun overall, CONGRATS to the FLOORBALL GUYS who WON THE WHOLETHING!!&lt;br /&gt;yay champions.&lt;br /&gt;had some controversy at first in the semis cos the guys' teams from the same school had to play against each other.&lt;br /&gt;jill quek and the other members of the women's floorball team are sssuuuupppperrrr pro man.&lt;br /&gt;amazing.&lt;br /&gt;after that i had apple pie (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah anyway,&lt;br /&gt;CLIC is tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;it just never stops.&lt;br /&gt;im soo glad i managed to finish all my work on time.&lt;br /&gt;but i have my ecstasy of saint teresa painting to complete!&lt;br /&gt;ahhh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;the past wk has been a helluva week, totally busy totally stressed.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully CLICing will be unwinding.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna wear my spongebob tee for the under the sea bash! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaannnyway.&lt;br /&gt;i think sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;we have to let some things go.&lt;br /&gt;and some people as well.&lt;br /&gt;its no use trying to figure someone out when the person doesn't exactly mean alot to you in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;as we grow older,&lt;br /&gt;friends come and they go&lt;br /&gt;and i guess.&lt;br /&gt;when the time comes&lt;br /&gt;you will know what to fight for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-8846337044790888887?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/8846337044790888887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=8846337044790888887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/8846337044790888887'/><link rel='self' 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(not like you are going to read this. i mean, you'd better not.)&lt;br /&gt;dinner last night at regent's summer palace.&lt;br /&gt;food was okay. too bad i couldn't really enjoy the 'harder' stuff like suckling pig(AWW) and red meat.&lt;br /&gt;looked downstairs and Capers was having italian food! ARGH. all the ravioli and mushroom sauce.&lt;br /&gt;TSK.&lt;br /&gt;i like these dinners. so interesting to see people grow and mature. i have extremely talented cousins.  shaun's in med school, andre just came back from obs, adriel's the strings chairman which got gold with honours and the younger two are both smart and athletic. apart from being able to play multiple instruments, they all have so much going for them and it's cool to see what they're going to make of their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch phantom of the opera on friday.  tickets were free! and they were the 180 ones! (: AND we were entitled to a free private reception. had white wine and chocolates for dinner. i used to prefer red but now i think i like both. and only champagne and wincarnis makes my throat warm. oh so cool, blogger has this spelling thing. they wanted my wincarnis to become incarnate.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, phantom was good. i'm glad it was an opera. although the 'christine' wasn't really pretty, the 'raoul' was movie-star like. the set was extremely elaborate. and it was really cool when the phantom could roam around the set. sometimes he would be on stage and sometimes overhead. pity the chandelier was rather ugly. but it was a good show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH BY THE WAY my maid found my creative zen under the sofa. i'm sorry for the post below! haven't told mr tang yet. its not so much the malu factor on my part but more of a 'WAH LAU!!' reaction on his part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but God has taught me a lesson through this. not in the bad sense. i learnt to trust Him most of all. and i realise that when i tell God i commit something to Him, He honours me immediately. grants my wishes just like that. for OTHER aspects that i have not seen immediate results in, i know that its in His perfect time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next tues, 22nd, will be our friendly against NUS, and on monday we'll be playing RJ.&lt;br /&gt;*crosses fingers*&lt;br /&gt;it would be nice to meet &lt;strike&gt;you&lt;/strike&gt; old friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-1375092134534140464?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/1375092134534140464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=1375092134534140464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/1375092134534140464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/1375092134534140464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#1375092134534140464' title='you alone, can make my song take flight.'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-1959395337808421329</id><published>2007-05-08T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T18:35:57.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHERE IS MY MP3 PLAYER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY CREATIVE ZEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLACK AND &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;GREEN&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I DID NOT TAKE IT OUT OF MY BAG TODAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND I AM VERY SURE I PUT IT IN MY BAG &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ITS NOT AT HOME ANYWAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND I DID NOT LEAVE MY BAG LYING AROUND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE ONLY PLACES I LEFT IT WAS IN CLASS WHEN I WENT TO THE TOILET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND THE ART ROOM WHEN I WENT TO BUY FOOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SO IF SOME F-ING IDIOT F-ING TOOK IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OR WHATEVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RETURN IT RIGHT NOW.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-1959395337808421329?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/1959395337808421329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=1959395337808421329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/1959395337808421329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/1959395337808421329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#1959395337808421329' title='F.'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-6988659164733507261</id><published>2007-05-08T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T10:01:08.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is the sound of settling.</title><content type='html'>if you haven't already,&lt;br /&gt;you MUST try the donut factory's double chocolate err.. donut.&lt;br /&gt;its soooo good.&lt;br /&gt;melt in your mouth,&lt;br /&gt;not too much chocolate so that it becomes jelat,&lt;br /&gt;and the chocolate just oozes out.. YUMMMMM.&lt;br /&gt;this is so terrible&lt;br /&gt;over the past night and this morning i have eaten 2 and a half already.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm gonna bring one to school! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am at home now, making the most of the 1025 starting time for lessons&lt;br /&gt;this is much better than rotting in school.&lt;br /&gt;but sshhh. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway my right knee is wonky.&lt;br /&gt;this is very very worrying.&lt;br /&gt;cos i dont want to be wearing a knee guard or anything like that&lt;br /&gt;and i certainly dont want my body to deteriorate NOW.&lt;br /&gt;the thing is i'm not exactly sure what caused it.&lt;br /&gt;so right now i'm just..trying not to put much impact on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do half-squats work the knee??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-6988659164733507261?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/6988659164733507261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=6988659164733507261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/6988659164733507261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/6988659164733507261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#6988659164733507261' title='this is the sound of settling.'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-1735601843384092328</id><published>2007-05-05T14:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T14:04:18.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fake plastic trees</title><content type='html'>friends, how is it possible that i look like ugly betty?&lt;br /&gt;nick lee, how is it possible that you cannot get used to me smiling.&lt;br /&gt;i mean.&lt;br /&gt;ITS VERY UGLY MEH?!&lt;br /&gt;and yong tat, very funny meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;moving on to happier things,&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE my park connector.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday this hot blond(not the same one) was running topless.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. okay enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-1735601843384092328?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-3688691142874110419</id><published>2007-05-01T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T13:07:36.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>没有我你真的不习惯</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i think i really am a closet jolin tsai fan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tsk tsk. but then i definitely not am the type to spend money on her album or concert or anything like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;can you imagine me at her concert?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;total culture shock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i just like SOME of her songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yesterday while walking along the park connector home i saw this FREAKING hot guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he was a dark blonde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and he was wearing a chain, white singlet, black shorts, white shoes, white swatch cap and grey undies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;his shorts were like totally hanging off his bum. thats how i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and all his clothes were tight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but the main thing that he was sooo hot. like PHWOAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and last night i painted my nails black and blue cos i was feeling upset.  strangely therapeutic, great form of self-expression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/RjbGsCJefvI/AAAAAAAAACk/053iuGvRruQ/s1600-h/CIMG5611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059449691190492914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/RjbGsCJefvI/AAAAAAAAACk/053iuGvRruQ/s320/CIMG5611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/RjbGryJefuI/AAAAAAAAACc/MrfE8n6Pbvo/s1600-h/CIMG5616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059449686895525602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/RjbGryJefuI/AAAAAAAAACc/MrfE8n6Pbvo/s320/CIMG5616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in other news, VJ guys soccer drew 1-1 with SA. SA scored first and it was purely bad bad defending on VJ's part. they allowed the SA guys to pass so freely in the box. and then VJ scored barely 5 minutes later with a corner. i think VJ seriously cannot make it this year. its part the complacency of the soccer guys as well but anyway, im fully confident the girls will go all out to win the title.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there is so much work to do! im going to be sitting in front of the computer the rest of this labour day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;labour day for labouring, how nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PW, Art, Geog and Lit. Oh and math too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-3688691142874110419?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/3688691142874110419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=3688691142874110419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/3688691142874110419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/3688691142874110419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#3688691142874110419' title='没有我你真的不习惯'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/RjbGsCJefvI/AAAAAAAAACk/053iuGvRruQ/s72-c/CIMG5611.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-4275183425472225248</id><published>2007-04-27T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T12:14:46.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a rush of blood to the head.</title><content type='html'>LJ is funner in terms of text. blogger is more convenient. how-how?&lt;br /&gt;i like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this is w&lt;em&gt;h&lt;/em&gt;at my t&lt;em&gt;e&lt;/em&gt;eth look like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cool ah? haha&lt;br /&gt;i feel so sad to part with this blog.&lt;br /&gt;im still undecided, and dont ask why i fret over so called small issues like this.&lt;br /&gt;it's quite a big move what.&lt;br /&gt;and i get emotionally attached rather quickly,&lt;br /&gt;and i am a sentimental person as well. so&lt;br /&gt;go to lj for the timebeing, till i stop being a noob at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way im still on a liquid diet.&lt;br /&gt;i have tauhuay for breakfast every morning&lt;br /&gt;mash potato and milk somewhere in the day,&lt;br /&gt;soup for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;AND my mum has this special weighing machine to measure how much fat and water you have in your body, ANDDD&lt;br /&gt;haha! my muscle mass has increased! and weight has dropped too, but whatever fat i lose i gain in muscle.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God put a smile upon your face.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-4275183425472225248?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/4275183425472225248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=4275183425472225248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/4275183425472225248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/4275183425472225248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#4275183425472225248' title='a rush of blood to the head.'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-7686039342984850095</id><published>2007-04-25T12:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T12:28:14.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if they knew, how misery loved me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;BRACES SUCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;im in total pain right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and i am also on a friggin liquid diet, like hello friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i had choc milk and tauhuay for breakfast,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and prawn mee soup (only the soup) and guava juice for lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HELP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i hate brushing my teeth now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;its like brushing metal and it really hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and i have to thread the floss through the wire to get to my teeth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;even bananas are too 'hard' for me too chew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but its true right? if it is painful it means its moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ok wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;im now pw group leader, and SUDDENLY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;this sense of leadership has been imposed upon me. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;strange feeling i aint felt for years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;in the art room now and OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;just found out that tsun wang is NOT AN ART STUDENT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;OMG he's just a friggin freeloader from art club. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;CHAYYYYY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so he has NO RIGHT to be in the art room sitting at the table taking up space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;precious space!!! hahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anyway you know the first thing i thought when i looked into the mirror post braces was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;OMG SO FUGLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but i am still getting used to it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;looks more and more normal now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and i overslept and ended up in somerset and had to cab down to dental&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and arrived like an hour late for my appointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so terrible ah, don't know what happened to my brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh i dont know if i should move to livejournal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i got an acct super long ago but i just started doing it up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;supernovva.livejournal.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;there really is no use in having 2 blogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;how.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;by the way my braces are &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aka-i&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-7686039342984850095?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/7686039342984850095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=7686039342984850095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/7686039342984850095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/7686039342984850095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#7686039342984850095' title='if they knew, how misery loved me'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-5663743943409506746</id><published>2007-04-22T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T11:42:47.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need some fine wine,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and you, you need to be nicer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;brenda is so funny, so this post is like partly dedicated to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought SJP's LOVELY eau de parfum! its the 100ml one and i got it at a supposed good price of 59. and then i got my dress. at a 5 dollar discount for 45. i like going to bargaining places.. i so wanna go shopping in thailand. yes yes! shoppinggg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pippi And The Walrus are gonna set up an online shop! (hopefully) and then we will be happy people. (hopefully) so watch this space!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PW grouping is out, and i predicted some stuff correctly la. but basically im with jeridyn, christine, trina and serena. and im the friggin designated writer so basically its all the sai kang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i got my floorball shoes..they are part ugly part nice. its silver and white. and i'm jsut hoping it fits properly, so we didnt get to try them on before ordering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was doing math assignment yesterday and i did it all by myself and when i finished i felt like crying cos i was just so overwhelmed and happy that i could actually do a math assignment on my own.&lt;br /&gt;i think its hard to keep being 'on' about school and stuff. so far my 'on-ness' has been on and off, and when you think about it, its like there's so little time left to get the grades and it doesnt help that my parents don't think i want to get 4 As or worse still, dont think i want to go to uni. so irritating when they use that tone of voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;war poetry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haven't you heard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the sirens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we are in the midst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;of a war,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;having crawled out of these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pages, and into this place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where you ask if i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;will write a poem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;about all that this is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;else will i paint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the hatred on a face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;scarred,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh yes, i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;will write all about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-5663743943409506746?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/5663743943409506746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=5663743943409506746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/5663743943409506746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/5663743943409506746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#5663743943409506746' title='i need some fine wine,'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-8473131152079633127</id><published>2007-04-21T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T11:43:32.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;he's so funny in his bright &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;red&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; shirt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;we were all in love and we all got hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-8473131152079633127?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/8473131152079633127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=8473131152079633127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/8473131152079633127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/8473131152079633127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#8473131152079633127' title=''/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-1865812780704605070</id><published>2007-04-10T23:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T23:59:23.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It is almost our time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but we are alone tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have started to kill,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am beginning to die,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and this moment we are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lack-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This moment you are set &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A heart is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;grazed by a rift,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a love is bruised &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by a laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I don't know how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but you've&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;drawn these bold black lines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;vertically down my legs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and worn down my feet with stones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And as we meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we strike-strike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;flint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The sparks are how &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we crash and burn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-1865812780704605070?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/1865812780704605070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=1865812780704605070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/1865812780704605070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/1865812780704605070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#1865812780704605070' title=''/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-3379310013204399657</id><published>2007-04-04T19:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T19:57:23.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smile like you mean it.</title><content type='html'>TOMORROW is THE DAY!&lt;br /&gt;out of my gums and into a ziplock bag my right tooth will go.&lt;br /&gt;i shall miss it sorely, since i rely so much on my right side to chew&lt;br /&gt;i predict another 2kg weight loss. maybe more, since the only chewing instruments i have now are my 2 front teeth.&lt;br /&gt;i realised that when i laugh my bogay is very obvious. so terrible. wait people think i have cavities. i hope brushing wont be too much of a hassle.&lt;br /&gt;dental hygiene is VERY important. bad breath will NOT be tolerated, same goes for plague.&lt;br /&gt;i foresee more time being spent in the bathroom flossing and cleaning my teeth though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm thinking about the injection that's going to numb my tongue and gums tomorrow. its the injection that hurts actually. you dont really feel pain until a while later and then your gums are set on fire. and then your face will go all URGH I HATE THIS THIS IS SO HORRIBLE. and thennn.. the KKRRRKK KRRRKK sound of the skillful surgeon extracting your dear tooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was the inter-secondary humanities quiz. congrats to maris stella who won. they beat SJI by a question to win. was quite fun trying to answer the questions and congratulating ourselves on being smart whenever we got something right. at the last part when MS won, two of the contestants gave each other a high five and TOTALLY MISSED! then i started laughing and laughing non-stop at the back of the LT and everyone turned to look at me and i was kind of acutely aware of my bogayness. actually i cant wait to have the full braces gear, then i wont look like a freak. i'll be normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;to the shrinking of me and the expansion of my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEOGRAPHY-Weathering ANTHEM:&lt;br /&gt;and i will because you've worn me down.&lt;br /&gt;worn me down, like a rock&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-3379310013204399657?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/3379310013204399657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=3379310013204399657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/3379310013204399657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/3379310013204399657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#3379310013204399657' title='smile like you mean it.'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-3891201951977012674</id><published>2007-03-30T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T00:15:30.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'd like to</title><content type='html'>my teeth hurt :(&lt;br /&gt;i'm kinda hungry :(&lt;br /&gt;i cant eat, i dont feel like eating&lt;br /&gt;and i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-3891201951977012674?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/3891201951977012674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=3891201951977012674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/3891201951977012674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/3891201951977012674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#3891201951977012674' title='i&apos;d like to'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-7374304880691571467</id><published>2007-03-28T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T13:58:13.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hold on to your kite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;left lip is really numb right now, thanks to the extraction of my tooth.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH blardy big gaping hole.&lt;br /&gt;swolleness-numbness is really weird.&lt;br /&gt;but i hated the injections most.&lt;br /&gt;next week will be the left one and thenn&lt;br /&gt;ima gonna be wearing braces.&lt;br /&gt;i have separaters in my teeth now and they feel weird&lt;br /&gt;coupled with this horrid feeling of numb-swelling&lt;br /&gt;and of course the blood i have to swallow&lt;br /&gt;and taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was probably worse last time when i did my wisdom teeth&lt;br /&gt;but oh well. now its one at a time and all&lt;br /&gt;i should complain less&lt;br /&gt;but its making me grouchy and glum&lt;br /&gt;and just. tired. &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg3x6TDYJII/AAAAAAAAAAk/36tih-1TLIw/s1600-h/CIMG5412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047956741201339522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg3x6TDYJII/AAAAAAAAAAk/36tih-1TLIw/s320/CIMG5412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the last time i have a full set of teeth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aaaannnyway.&lt;br /&gt;this morning was A.I.R. 2007&lt;br /&gt;which stands for Arts In Reality&lt;br /&gt;which was basically Arts Day.&lt;br /&gt;was in charge of Cyril Wong's poetry reading and it was GOOD STUFF&lt;br /&gt;bought unmarked treasure&lt;br /&gt;and was reading it waiting for dental.&lt;br /&gt;and i realise&lt;br /&gt;he's heavily influenced by death-suicide and drowning&lt;br /&gt;which are where i tend to gravitate to sometimes&lt;br /&gt;some of it you really see the nuances of human behaviour&lt;br /&gt;which sets you back a while&lt;br /&gt;and you go..&lt;br /&gt;WOAH nice capturing.&lt;br /&gt;he read some of the poems out and they were really good..&lt;br /&gt;and after that rachel and i managed to take pics (camwhore) with him&lt;br /&gt;and since he's ms chia's friend&lt;br /&gt;we got to know lots of stuff abt ms chis as well&lt;br /&gt;HA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg3x7DDYJLI/AAAAAAAAAA8/CfRIZxbk8bg/s1600-h/CIMG5381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047956754086241458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg3x7DDYJLI/AAAAAAAAAA8/CfRIZxbk8bg/s320/CIMG5381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg3x7DDYJLI/AAAAAAAAAA8/CfRIZxbk8bg/s1600-h/CIMG5381.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but oh well, turnout was good&lt;br /&gt;better than expected.&lt;br /&gt;and over all i think AIR was really a success (:&lt;br /&gt;was great to see so many Sci fac j2s in school&lt;br /&gt;thought they would all pon.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i would if it was sci fair or sth &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg3x6jDYJJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/x5bPXuPa1pY/s1600-h/CIMG5384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047956745496306834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg3x6jDYJJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/x5bPXuPa1pY/s320/CIMG5384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a 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href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg3ywzDYJNI/AAAAAAAAABM/le8WEOfEQmo/s1600-h/CIMG5393.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg3x6zDYJKI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4hWvGxuao7A/s1600-h/CIMG5391.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg3ywzDYJNI/AAAAAAAAABM/le8WEOfEQmo/s1600-h/CIMG5393.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg3x6zDYJKI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4hWvGxuao7A/s1600-h/CIMG5391.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg3x6zDYJKI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4hWvGxuao7A/s1600-h/CIMG5391.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg3x6zDYJKI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4hWvGxuao7A/s1600-h/CIMG5391.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg3x6zDYJKI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4hWvGxuao7A/s1600-h/CIMG5391.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg3x6zDYJKI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4hWvGxuao7A/s1600-h/CIMG5391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047956749791274146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg3x6zDYJKI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4hWvGxuao7A/s320/CIMG5391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg3x6zDYJKI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4hWvGxuao7A/s1600-h/CIMG5391.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg3ywzDYJNI/AAAAAAAAABM/le8WEOfEQmo/s1600-h/CIMG5393.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg3x6zDYJKI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4hWvGxuao7A/s1600-h/CIMG5391.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg3ywzDYJNI/AAAAAAAAABM/le8WEOfEQmo/s1600-h/CIMG5393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047957677504210130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg3ywzDYJNI/AAAAAAAAABM/le8WEOfEQmo/s320/CIMG5393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg3ywzDYJNI/AAAAAAAAABM/le8WEOfEQmo/s1600-h/CIMG5393.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg3ywzDYJNI/AAAAAAAAABM/le8WEOfEQmo/s1600-h/CIMG5393.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then was in art room when i was&lt;br /&gt;compelled&lt;br /&gt;to help eujinn (xing yuan!) salvage his painting-&lt;br /&gt;his painting's characters legs like drumsticks&lt;br /&gt;and the skin tone is greenish grey..&lt;br /&gt;painting is really tiring.&lt;br /&gt;its like when you are close to the canvas you see all the colours in all their richness&lt;br /&gt;but then you step back and you are like&lt;br /&gt;WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;thats IT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;i shall go off.&lt;br /&gt;and wax lyrical about my rubber lip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-7374304880691571467?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/7374304880691571467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=7374304880691571467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/7374304880691571467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/7374304880691571467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#7374304880691571467' title='hold on to your kite'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg3x6TDYJII/AAAAAAAAAAk/36tih-1TLIw/s72-c/CIMG5412.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-1646034627792142896</id><published>2007-03-25T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T13:36:29.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im everywhere.</title><content type='html'>peeling damn badly. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;scales on my legs, before this it started out as white spots&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;more like air bubbles with moisture trapped inside due to old skin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;discovered this after running, almost died of disgust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after a game i realised they were on my arms too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ARGHHHHHHH what happened to my nice tan?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last night my FOOT peeled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so the invasion has started. oh.my.legs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and last monday sulaihah's stick whacked me DAMN hard on my right thumb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it looked like there was a tumor on the joint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh so painful oh so sick looking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that monday was a real low point in terms of body image for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;basically EVERYTHING was going wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but thumb is better now though its still bruised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ouch woman, OUCH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;zamir the masochist was telling me how shiok it is to press sth when it hurts. CRAZY or what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went home with him after trg and i realised. that taking bus-bus instead of bus-mrt is much much more convenient. cuts down on walking time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway the company was good so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got my &lt;em&gt;sui&lt;/em&gt; stick. its black and gold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;matches my bag. bimbotic i know but at least the colours are nice lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have decided that imagonna work hard these 2 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;consistency is the way to go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go me! its my birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah anyway, i have been consistently revising for geog during the weekends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and even reading great expecs during my free time and basically,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have become this really hardworking person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that i dont recognise but still,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm loving it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i even listen during math lectures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im never gonna pon anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;somehow mr ho(wk) makes me feel like studying, not in the sense that he's motivational&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but he jsut makes me tell myself i have to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thats great, cos this is the new me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alright!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just hope this goes on forever, well for 2 more years at least..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;PW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;planning on doing the person topic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have a subject in mind alr, just hope he's not too popular.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cant decide if i should get amy winehouse. ive gotten the kooks (THEY ARE SO FREAKING GOOD OMG) and i wanna get the fratellis as well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;soooo..howhow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;in love with the kooks' luke pritchard. bears this resemblance to adam brody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAWT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/RgYJh6fFzmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/E6s-2lTw4Ow/s1600-h/57667102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045730910755212898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/RgYJh6fFzmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/E6s-2lTw4Ow/s320/57667102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/RgYIsqfFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YPJsK8WqAHQ/s1600-h/56555290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045729995927178834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/RgYIsqfFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YPJsK8WqAHQ/s320/56555290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/13155986-1646034627792142896?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/1646034627792142896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=1646034627792142896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/1646034627792142896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/1646034627792142896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#1646034627792142896' title='im everywhere.'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/RgYJh6fFzmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/E6s-2lTw4Ow/s72-c/57667102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-1885514302570881489</id><published>2007-03-12T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T14:07:50.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm a survivor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;hello hello! i am alive! and kicking! after OLA at paka river camp. after thinking it was quite possible to like get injured or even choi, die.&lt;br /&gt;i anticipated getting sunburnt/tanned and aches but not bitten by who knows what. and i have this weird rash on my right arm, which i'm trying to tame with tea tree oil. mosquito bites on my feet are tmd irritating argh. i woke up in the middle of the morning today itching like hell.&lt;br /&gt;plucked off some aloe vera from my dear plants to put on my sunburn. not that sure how to do it though. apparently the yellow sap is itch causing. and the horrible unhygienic conditions have taken a toll on my face so i have like a week to repair it. the shampoo and river water damaged my hair too so haircut here i come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was in persevere C and kai was my trainer. he had this monkey, simone. monkeys have HAIR you know?! like hair not fur. and it was kinda spoilt, whining when it had to walk and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first day was just basically travelling, and we got a taste(literally) of what was to come. the food, omg. and the utensils, OMG. and the area we had for washing up, OMMGGG. kind of expected the toilets and showering areas BUT the guys had this communal bath thing and at night with the lights everyone could look in! and margaret was ogling some muscular guy, tsk tsk. and apparently some guys bathed in the nude which was illegal and yixiang was sorely traumatised by mr macho, zhaochen. give me one macho clap! HRGNH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meal standards were irregular, ranging from real bad to quite good, and at times we hadto use hands cos there weren't enough utensils. there was this once my cup had hair on it. and the rim has black stuff around it. oh man. jovena, at the tent was like, diane will so not be able to survive and then she said she expected me to be more picky but i surprised her. HA! look down on me la. but actually i have surprised myself as well. of course i complained and diva-ed aBIT like throwing away food before even trying it and stuff. but it was really stupid to pack a PLASTIC BAG of lunch for the hike like HELLO? and they but the rose syrup and soup in some plastic bag somemore. there were people who had pink rice for lunch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think the hike was the worst. was sorely pissed with a bunch of people. and olivia got a leech in her tapered track pants dont ask me how. what was funny was that she didnt even know, and she felt something wet in the BUS and then she thought it was water and pearlyn squished it! omglmao. and it was like jelly and ya pretty disgusting. thank goodness none of that for me. koganti had one on his belly and justin tan plucked his off haha. according to him a leech is a head attached to a muscular body. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg35rTDYJOI/AAAAAAAAABU/ZqDnBiPcChk/s1600-h/DSC_4305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047965279596324066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg35rTDYJOI/AAAAAAAAABU/ZqDnBiPcChk/s320/DSC_4305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg35rTDYJOI/AAAAAAAAABU/ZqDnBiPcChk/s1600-h/DSC_4305.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg35rTDYJOI/AAAAAAAAABU/ZqDnBiPcChk/s1600-h/DSC_4305.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg35rTDYJOI/AAAAAAAAABU/ZqDnBiPcChk/s1600-h/DSC_4305.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's persevere C at the waterfall, and don't ask me where the bloody waterfall is. sometimes ppl are rather brainless. * I hiked 4hours up a friggin waterfall and all I got was a picture of the trees behind* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't be fooled by the smiles! smiling is mandatory for group photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had walk-in-the-forest overkill. first orienteering then night walk then nightwalk revised and the stupid hike. i seriously think the fourth day saved it. kayaking was funfun but daammmnnn tiring. was supposed to do with zong he but someone heroed and took single kayak. did with equally seh daniel ho instead. 32km (: kayaking is really a brainless sport man. after a while, your muscles just go into clockwork. you only need to open your eyes to steer the kayak. and when you get to a point where you and your partner are synchronising to a rhythm and you are away from the rest of the people its very very therapeutic. nice. was chionging at the various ends. sense of satisfaction = 110% trapezius muscles are giving me hell now though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night was spent in a chalet..radius resort or sth like that. woah i had dinner and was just thinking how nice it is to have a right not to finish the food i've taken, to not wash my plates and then this woman comes and clears my plate and i'm like OHHHMYYYGOSSSHHHHH. its like, i have been liberated friends! i have been in bondage all this while! it was really amazing. (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ride home was somehow much longer than expected. slept alot but was still tired. spent much much time talking to the boys at the back, crapping and all that. VERY enlightening (:&lt;br /&gt;and then i fell into such a deep sleep that zong he hit my leg 3 times and i didnt move until he whacked my sunburnt thigh and i woke up grouchy and whacked his arm and looked out of the window and OMG! REACH ALREADY AH! YAAHHH! haaha and was really happy afterthat (:&lt;br /&gt;okay enough of the smileys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i have been really enjoying my house this monday. just want to thank God for everything.&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/13155986-1885514302570881489?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/1885514302570881489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=1885514302570881489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/1885514302570881489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/1885514302570881489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#1885514302570881489' title='i&apos;m a survivor'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg35rTDYJOI/AAAAAAAAABU/ZqDnBiPcChk/s72-c/DSC_4305.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-8524420982803869733</id><published>2007-03-02T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T07:50:12.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who's the bitch?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i must stop bitching and being mean because it is bad.&lt;br /&gt;but then again if you think it is it as bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long overdue thanks to all those ppl who wished me happy birthday. life rocks a little, sucks alot. but anyway thanks especially to yin who called from australia (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is baihakki getting married? he's so young! did i mention I MET THE SINGAPORE TEAM AT THE AIRPORT WHILE SENDING YIN OFF!?!?!? then i took a pic with lionel lewis and asked him where's baihakki and he was like bai ah..over there. and then i went to look for him and he wasnt there la. aiya so sad. but anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is comfort in the eye of the hurricane.&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;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rghb1qfFznI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZuiSnTBVlPE/s1600-h/CIMG4926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046384359964528242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rghb1qfFznI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZuiSnTBVlPE/s320/CIMG4926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*honky accent* leanne is so short&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that when she take picture with lionel lewis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he have to bend down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-8524420982803869733?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/8524420982803869733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=8524420982803869733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/8524420982803869733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/8524420982803869733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#8524420982803869733' title='who&apos;s the bitch?'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rghb1qfFznI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZuiSnTBVlPE/s72-c/CIMG4926.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-1563945300522567043</id><published>2007-02-18T22:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T14:16:17.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatsupworld.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i, my friends, have come to terms with this coming of age. it somehow does not scare me like it used to. i think thats just how it is, the growing up does not come on the day itself but all this is a process. tomorrow i shall have italian food with my lovely beans at clarke quay, not swensens (private joke) because, i am so old.&lt;br /&gt;hello we are pseudo whatever you may call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope WTBS gets in for STAMP. it stands for We The Blind Stars. but could be something else.. like, We're Talking BullShit. We're Totally Bull Shitting. if we do get in anyhow, vote for us!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because we totally bang superly! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg37_TDYJQI/AAAAAAAAABk/vt2Ba8FqcOI/s1600-h/CIMG5102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047967822216963330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg37_TDYJQI/AAAAAAAAABk/vt2Ba8FqcOI/s320/CIMG5102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg37_TDYJQI/AAAAAAAAABk/vt2Ba8FqcOI/s1600-h/CIMG5102.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg37_TDYJQI/AAAAAAAAABk/vt2Ba8FqcOI/s1600-h/CIMG5102.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg37_DDYJPI/AAAAAAAAABc/dNwLb0dUZtM/s1600-h/CIMG5097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047967817921996018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg37_DDYJPI/AAAAAAAAABc/dNwLb0dUZtM/s320/CIMG5097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg37_DDYJPI/AAAAAAAAABc/dNwLb0dUZtM/s1600-h/CIMG5097.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg37_DDYJPI/AAAAAAAAABc/dNwLb0dUZtM/s1600-h/CIMG5097.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg37_DDYJPI/AAAAAAAAABc/dNwLb0dUZtM/s1600-h/CIMG5097.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. that the kooks song-she moves in her own way is so cute! haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-1563945300522567043?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/1563945300522567043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=1563945300522567043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/1563945300522567043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/1563945300522567043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#1563945300522567043' title='whatsupworld.'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rg37_TDYJQI/AAAAAAAAABk/vt2Ba8FqcOI/s72-c/CIMG5102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-7409347501949397908</id><published>2007-02-17T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T23:41:08.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love sims</title><content type='html'>my sims are so pek chek!! cassandra goth who is engaged to don lothario (they've been living with each other for ages), she has this daughter, Damita Jo, who is now a teenager. And then she like gave birth to TWINS who are GIRLS. They've since grown into children- Daniella Joy and Danielle Jean. And THEN she had another GIRL like MY GOD what is wrong with the programming. So i named her Danae Joi. this woman wants 10 kids so like.. i'm definitely going to get a boy. if not i'll just die. i cant wait to get a boy, i'm gonna name him Don Juan. SO COOL RIGHT! haha all DJ. (: and then this other woman brandi broke whose husband died and has two boys, gave birth to another BOY. like omgoodness the balance is all screwed. But i put in a husband for her, as in got her to marry her housemate so he could take care of the kids (so brangelina eh?) its hard if you dont have enough adults in the household to look after the kids, the children somehow cant touch the babies. anyway. cassandra goth is quite funny. one of her greatest fears is to grow old and not get married. haha farnee man. i didnt want her to marry don yet cos he's the town casanova. then i thought maybe i shall create some dream man for her to marry and be happy cos don always cheats on her but she just doesn't find out somehow. but then don has really good genes, so i just witnessed Damita Jo become a teenager and she's SOO pretty! haha. so its a bit weird if she breaks up with him to marry someone else, so yes. they shall get married soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man an entry waxing lyrical about the sims. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;zem zoo be lah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-7409347501949397908?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/7409347501949397908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=7409347501949397908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/7409347501949397908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/7409347501949397908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#7409347501949397908' title='i love sims'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-116965195955764020</id><published>2007-01-24T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T23:27:43.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'song' for a BEST friend</title><content type='html'>help,&lt;br /&gt;you wouldn't say that.&lt;br /&gt;you can't have said that,&lt;br /&gt;it's not you. don't say that.&lt;br /&gt;it's not true.&lt;br /&gt;it's like a gun you pointed into my mouth&lt;br /&gt;can't talk see, like a gag,&lt;br /&gt;can't talk see&lt;br /&gt;can't talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you still and i hope you always know that because i don't know what to do when i run out of words. just like you have trouble expresing yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always love&lt;br /&gt;I will always love you&lt;br /&gt;Yes you&lt;br /&gt;I will always, always, always, always love&lt;br /&gt;I will always, always love&lt;br /&gt;I will always, always love, love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;running running keep holding my hand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so we don't get separated&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-116965195955764020?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/116965195955764020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=116965195955764020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-116818344423788219?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/116818344423788219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=116818344423788219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/116818344423788219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/116818344423788219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116818344423788219' title='hearts you?'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-116524305992296504</id><published>2006-12-28T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T10:25:24.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>come on party people</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PARRRTTTAAAYYYYYYY!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello to all lovely 05V11 people! and teachers&lt;br /&gt;there's gonna be a &lt;strong&gt;xmas&lt;/strong&gt; cum &lt;strong&gt;class party&lt;/strong&gt; at my house on the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;29th of DEC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (tomorrow)&lt;br /&gt;there's gonna be a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;gift exchange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as well, with a budget of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;$7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dress Code: Smart Casual&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is also most likely to be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dunking for guys &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so bring an extra change of clothing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Venue: Leanne's house&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Hartley Grove&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to get there&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;strong&gt; - &lt;/strong&gt;Take &lt;strong&gt;32&lt;/strong&gt; from Bedok Interchange (or wherever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- &lt;/strong&gt;Take &lt;strong&gt;MRT &lt;/strong&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;Kembangan&lt;/strong&gt;, go out through the main road exit, walk straight into Frankel Avenue, then &lt;strong&gt;turn right when you see Frankel Street, then turn left into Hartley Grove&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-116524305992296504?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/116524305992296504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=116524305992296504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/116524305992296504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/116524305992296504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116524305992296504' title='come on party people'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-116712160726001952</id><published>2006-12-26T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T16:26:47.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>youth is wasted on the young, before you know it's come and gone too soon</title><content type='html'>why oh why is there a photo taking session for j1s?&lt;br /&gt;what are they going to take?&lt;br /&gt;what photo?&lt;br /&gt;oh f.&lt;br /&gt;im j1.&lt;br /&gt;j1 OMG.&lt;br /&gt;omg&lt;br /&gt;o&lt;br /&gt;m&lt;br /&gt;g.&lt;br /&gt;i know why there's a difference btw 16 and 17 now. its because the numbers 4, 5 and 6 refer to the middle, 1 2 3 are the begining. 7 8 9 are the ends, do you follow? so being 17 just gives the feeling that youre approaching 20 and now THAT's scary. gawd, 17. youth is gone i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;where has my life gone??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-116712160726001952?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/116712160726001952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=116712160726001952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/116712160726001952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/116712160726001952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116712160726001952' title='youth is wasted on the young, before you know it&apos;s come and gone too soon'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-116704442658520771</id><published>2006-12-25T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T19:00:26.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who are you and what do you see?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;merry christmas people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;influx of people(parties) at my house non stop these past few days&lt;br /&gt;and i think, this christmas is better than the last.&lt;br /&gt;because, maybe things have gotten better. its good that things are better. it's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, &lt;em&gt;my sister's keeper &lt;/em&gt;by Jodi Picoult is a friggin good book. i finished it and cried and cried and cried. it deals with the issue of morals and ethics at first, then later it debates the sanctity and quality of life. really really really good book. and the ending, is like.. sad. but you know i've been reading books recently and somehow i always have a hunch about the ending. same here, just that it was sadder, much much sadder than i thought it'd be. oh well. the party is starting up downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;christmas shouldn't be a time to be fake.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-116704442658520771?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-116670789739143588</id><published>2006-12-21T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T21:31:37.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wish granted!</title><content type='html'>zhi wei! thank you for the jollibean tauhuay!&lt;br /&gt;haha! its better than mr bean man..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-116670789739143588?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/116670789739143588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=116670789739143588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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n*****s&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want tauhuay! i want tauhuay!&lt;br /&gt;zongyao just sent me this clip abt a guy ordering prata and saying stuff abt pork pork&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha its LMAO man.&lt;br /&gt;no but the thing is i thought he was vanessa the whole time!&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh i just baked choc chip cookies today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wahhh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ahahah cannot eat unless you run!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i never run!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*looks up at msn nick*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you are zy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;omg &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;do you know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that i have been talking to you all this while thinking you are someone else&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thats why i said weird stuff like running and chocolates&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;omg!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahahhahahahahahhaah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOW BLUR CAN U BE??????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cos i thought you are my friend named vanessa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cos she got a star in front of her name one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ya then she called me just now talk to me abt DVD!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;see? the similarity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then she talked abt how she dont dare to eat CHOCOLATES when she dont run&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my name's van&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wanna  get our nails painted tmr?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;keke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abshshshshssfdfhgunsdkjbfskdget&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;get down girl, go 'head get down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-116670720429120618?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-116632805889787188</id><published>2006-12-17T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T22:30:42.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tell me when will you be mine</title><content type='html'>quando quando quando and yesterday are playing en loope in my head like CRAZY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;let me show you the way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to a joy beyond compare&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can't wait a moment more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tell me quando quando quando&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just say it's me that you adore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and then darling tell me when&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i really don't know how yesterday got into my head&lt;br /&gt;think it's some.. subconscious thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yesterday..when all my troubles seemed so far away..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah anyway. it's been raining like crazy. everything is crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rhj5Xr4Eu3I/AAAAAAAAABs/DL136a08JFA/s1600-h/ln2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051061167406234482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rhj5Xr4Eu3I/AAAAAAAAABs/DL136a08JFA/s320/ln2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on wed nadia came over and we talked and talked and talked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no look no see, no hi no bye, no talk no think&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovely.&lt;br /&gt;had cedele sandwiches for luncho-&lt;br /&gt;and ICE CREAMMM.&lt;br /&gt;i'm really glad we met and found each other.&lt;br /&gt;she makes me think i'm wise haha. but really,&lt;br /&gt;the canteen is a wonderful place girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what sia!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rhj5Xr4Eu4I/AAAAAAAAAB0/_Cnew77c5lI/s1600-h/collage11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051061167406234498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rhj5Xr4Eu4I/AAAAAAAAAB0/_Cnew77c5lI/s320/collage11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on thursday becs came over. and i had my virgin pool entry (eh?)&lt;br /&gt;and thennn... my stupid maid washed my clothes and the ink came out like wtf&lt;br /&gt;and so now i have purple dunman high shorts and like tie-dye purple under-stuff.&lt;br /&gt;but oh well.. couldn't 'swim' much.&lt;br /&gt;just cam-whored (in the RAIN!?!? and using BROLLIES!? as props and styrofoam boards)&lt;br /&gt;woman! i love you! haha&lt;br /&gt;and we did nails and i went on my choco hunt. and she had tomyam soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rhj6y74Eu7I/AAAAAAAAACM/P7ceKWRDcZM/s1600-h/CIMG4721.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i think&lt;br /&gt;that puking after a swim is not a good idea&lt;br /&gt;because beer before a swim is not such a good idea after all. &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rhj6y74Eu7I/AAAAAAAAACM/P7ceKWRDcZM/s1600-h/CIMG4721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051062735069297586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rhj6y74Eu7I/AAAAAAAAACM/P7ceKWRDcZM/s320/CIMG4721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rhj6y74Eu8I/AAAAAAAAACU/sGlg2qR7BHE/s1600-h/CIMG4707.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rhj5X74Eu5I/AAAAAAAAAB8/MYkEybXTUmg/s1600-h/pearlyogwinme+(16).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051061171701201810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rhj5X74Eu5I/AAAAAAAAAB8/MYkEybXTUmg/s320/pearlyogwinme+(16).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and on friday,&lt;br /&gt;met up with darlings pearl yogs and win.&lt;br /&gt;it's been a thousand years, really.&lt;br /&gt;we went to little india!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did eyebrow threading (crying is a reflex)&lt;br /&gt;and yogs taught me how to do eye makeup!?!!?&lt;br /&gt;wahaha. and she was once the tomboy&lt;br /&gt;who would have thought huh.&lt;br /&gt;and then all the indians thought we were tourists can!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;like helloooo?&lt;br /&gt;you from china? taiwan?&lt;br /&gt;no we're local.&lt;br /&gt;oh korea?&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;no LOCAL.&lt;br /&gt;and i was speaking singlish &lt;em&gt;lor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rhj5YL4Eu6I/AAAAAAAAACE/t-IB1UjrgFI/s1600-h/pearlyogwinme+(18).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051061175996169122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rhj5YL4Eu6I/AAAAAAAAACE/t-IB1UjrgFI/s320/pearlyogwinme+(18).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah camwhored on the NEL!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;like so embarrassing la can.&lt;br /&gt;we had banana and egg prata and rojak.&lt;br /&gt;and bought many a yummy thing.&lt;br /&gt;let's meet up soon AGAIN ok?&lt;br /&gt;some good DID come out of dunman high after all..&lt;br /&gt;hey pearl: we love you, your heart is gold. &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;- 3 spas people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rhj5YL4Eu6I/AAAAAAAAACE/t-IB1UjrgFI/s1600-h/pearlyogwinme+(18).JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pVwPKTZfDIg/Rhj5YL4Eu6I/AAAAAAAAACE/t-IB1UjrgFI/s1600-h/pearlyogwinme+(18).JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened to my bronze patents? the one with the wooden heel? dammit cannot find. maybe someone stole it (maid?) bleh. dammit i want my bronze shoeesssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh my darling tell me when.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-116632805889787188?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-116572881519465746?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/116572881519465746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=116572881519465746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/116572881519465746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/116572881519465746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116572881519465746' title='INVASION!'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-116556932557193616</id><published>2006-12-09T09:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T17:15:25.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>overload- in my head</title><content type='html'>you know what's fun?&lt;br /&gt;talking to my friends on msn.&lt;br /&gt;those that i haven't spoken to in ages, or those that i just never really got round to talking to.&lt;br /&gt;talking and speaking is different.&lt;br /&gt;a great conversation is fulfilling and leaves you feeling real contented with the world,&lt;br /&gt;in the way that you are left feeling.. happy, because you have nice people who are your friends,&lt;br /&gt;and also you know that they are your friends, not your acquaintances, people who are there for you to &lt;em&gt;talk&lt;/em&gt; to.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if i'm the type to pick friends for different periods in my life like the palm reader boon how -.- said&lt;br /&gt;but then why do i have people all the way from primary school to meet up with and love?&lt;br /&gt;i don't think its an exaggeration to say that i have, over the years, sifted through all the people i've been friends? with and kept for myself a nice wonderful bunch of people.&lt;br /&gt;wednesday evening i was running and i saw an ex-classmate. you know how some people have faces that are so recognisable? and there she was, all the way from primary school and she didn't recognise me (i think) but as i was running back her name so clearly came back into my head and its like. i so badly do not want her to recognise me. like i just want to put that behind me, not that it was traumatic or anything. but it's just sad that it has to be like this.&lt;br /&gt;i know for sure i'll fall short of keeping in touch with all the people i want to, so i would like to think that one day when we bump into each other at robinsons (sorry this scene is stuck in my head) we'll regard each other with joy and the warmth that a proper friend deserves, instead of the i-know-you-from-somewhere-maybe-i-can-put-my-finger-on-it-maybe-not-but-whatever-it-is-DON'T-whatever-you-do-come-up-and-talk-to-me reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this is for all the wonderful people i've had meaningful convos with, and the lost-and-found of course (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;Strange fear I ain't felt for years &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;The boy's coming and I'm close to tears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;I can't let go of you now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;Imagination's playing round for free &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;In my world I take him out for tea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;Oh my G, can't say no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;Basically probability &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;Says that fate's come side with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;It's been so long on my shelf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The tension is incredible, boy I'm in charge &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You know how I feel for you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Will you stop, or will you just keep going &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Please don't say no, no, no, no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-116556932557193616?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/116556932557193616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=116556932557193616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/116556932557193616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/116556932557193616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116556932557193616' title='overload- in my head'/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-116546963015363974</id><published>2006-12-08T05:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T13:33:50.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>running in the evening is my favourite.&lt;br /&gt;the weather is perfect, the whole atmosphere is good, esp the park connector bit where everyone's doing their own exercise and stuff. and you definitely get to see other runners as well.&lt;br /&gt;and the music of course, is good too, just that i need to figure out a way to wear the earphones so they don't disturb me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i'm so sorry that i've fallen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;help me up, let's keep on running&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't let me fall out of love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;running running,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;as fast as we can,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;do you  think we'll make it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we're running,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;keep holding my hand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so we don't get separated.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-116546963015363974?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/116546963015363974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=116546963015363974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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juice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the party will start at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;630pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-116540865176384111?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/116540865176384111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=116540865176384111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/116540865176384111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/116540865176384111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116540865176384111' title=''/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-116374865156866654</id><published>2006-12-05T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T18:00:58.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strike&gt;this is the only picture thats on the web! so far..haha..i think. &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT. was a damn ugly picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;argh i need my com up and running NOWWWWW&lt;br /&gt;i wanna upload prom pics!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;NOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW&lt;br /&gt;sorry tristan, heh.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gots the pictures man!! my com is alive! msn me if you want them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-116374865156866654?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/116374865156866654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=116374865156866654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/116374865156866654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/116374865156866654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116374865156866654' title=''/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-116317455294196682</id><published>2006-11-12T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T00:02:32.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>moving house tmr!!!!&lt;br /&gt;tonight is the LAST TIME I'M SLEEPING IN MY WONDERFUL BED,&lt;br /&gt;the last time i sit in this chair at this table typing on the com,&lt;br /&gt;the last time of many many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should get back to packing..&lt;br /&gt;all my clothes and accesories are still sitting happily in the shelves,&lt;br /&gt;let's just hope my french nails survive the whole scotch tape ordeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye 13 years-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-116317455294196682?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/116317455294196682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=116317455294196682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/116317455294196682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/116317455294196682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116317455294196682' title=''/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-116309007894039014</id><published>2006-11-10T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T00:03:58.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and you, my friend,&lt;br /&gt;must learn to stop -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its only then&lt;br /&gt;you learn to die,&lt;br /&gt;too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-116309007894039014?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/116309007894039014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=116309007894039014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/116309007894039014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/116309007894039014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116309007894039014' title=''/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-116308978558688751</id><published>2006-11-10T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T00:04:25.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i realise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;scarily enough, the devices that help us get attention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;make&lt;/em&gt; us naked. they don't strip us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cos we kind of strip ourselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe it is time to close up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;time to wither, to die &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and then open up some other time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;poetry, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how much can a heart take i don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but it already feels like enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how do you tell yourself enough?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how does powder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;disntegrate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-116308978558688751?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/116308978558688751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=116308978558688751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/116308978558688751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/116308978558688751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116308978558688751' title=''/><author><name>rehash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316645424044462872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13155986.post-116211852978898286</id><published>2006-10-30T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T18:42:09.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>roller-coaster ride</title><content type='html'>who said rollercoaster first?&lt;br /&gt;maybe you, you beat me to it-&lt;br /&gt;telling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so who's going to stop and explain everything now&lt;br /&gt;that we've all got our own lives and happy endings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i don't really know&lt;br /&gt;and maybe you really don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's gotten kind of&lt;br /&gt;topsy-turvy down here,&lt;br /&gt;so if you'd just&lt;br /&gt;help&lt;br /&gt;pay for my ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would greatly&lt;br /&gt;appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;by the way, we never really had this conversation&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13155986-116211852978898286?l=indie-insights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/feeds/116211852978898286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13155986&amp;postID=116211852978898286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/116211852978898286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13155986/posts/default/116211852978898286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indie-insights.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116211852978898286' title='roller-coaster 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