<?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-12325791</id><updated>2011-11-30T23:32:23.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE DAN POH CHING HONG!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ch</name><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>528</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325791.post-7141181399805476577</id><published>2009-04-02T08:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T03:58:36.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;champagnelace.livejournal.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you think I would forget how to love? It's like riding a bike. Everyone falls off and scrapes their knees sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-7141181399805476577?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/7141181399805476577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=7141181399805476577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/7141181399805476577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/7141181399805476577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2009/04/did-you-think-i-would-forget-how-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-2417914150964544299</id><published>2009-03-23T10:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T10:48:01.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You blinked away the tears. Chest heaving up and down, you broke out in quiet sobs all over again. You feel your heart beat a painful throb, and it was a different kind of ache - a literal ache, not metaphorical, not a figment of imagination, it was real and you could feel it groaning in hurt. You clutched your chest, excruciatingly aware of the quivering sound of your teeth and arms. Yet, in next to no time, you stopped your tears. Anger surged throughout your body, like an irate volcano lashing out and drowning the world in its lividness. How dare anyone do this to you? How dare anyone look down upon you? How dare anyone breathe lies into your face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You felt as if you were wounded all over. Disappointment clings onto you like a parasite grip, and you watched the clock tick-tock by at a vexingly slow pace. When good fortune falls, neither an hour can be added nor a lost hour be recalled. Here comes bad times, and miserable moments add on like an element. Bliss is scraping at the bottom, and you shook your head, blinding yourself to any sweet actions done or had since happened unto you. You are scarred, deeper than ever this time, a huge gash upon your soul, threatening the composition of your emotions. Look at the happy moments; you tell yourself, they slipped by with the stealth of an illicit lover in the breaking hours of morning light, and no sooner will bad times join in the mix. The impact was colossal, your heart beat quickens and thunders in your ears. You can feel your pulse pound ominously, as if blood will be drawed away from you, and your soul sucked out of your life. It was like huge tsunami waves crashing against your boundary, before you crumble down and submit yourself to the waters that menace you into darkness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mentally, you asked yourself, why bother? Yet you know your heart was never carved out of stone, but you know well enough that you needed this break, to sort the things in your mind that had already formed a massive cobweb, waiting to be unraveled and solved. The agony was once again tearing her apart. The emptiness, loneliness, need for reliance has now, once again, become self-sufficed matters. Why do the people you love most always have to hurt you in the most terrible ways? Thoughts are becoming incoherent as your vision blurred. Your lips cracked at the slightest twitch, yet the refusal to move anywhere was too strong. Your brain has grown to a mass of wool, which carries a tinge of weariness. You got to be strong, you know there are friends, but what now – what exactly? Frosted glass colours your future and you know not when and how to move the next baby step. You forced yourself not to feel any slimmest pinch of sorry for your ‘cruelty’ and unkindness. You fend yourself away from defiance thoughts, though bleak, but still defending all odds of possibilities. To step back, and to watch; fed with apprehension and anxiety – as to what may happen, it may all be negative, but at least an answer will be woven out of all complications, no matter what certain desire there is, daring you to succumb to it. But no. Not now, not yet. Time is what you really need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still a five foot three frame of steel walls and consternation, still tentative, still helpless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-2417914150964544299?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/2417914150964544299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=2417914150964544299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/2417914150964544299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/2417914150964544299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-blinked-away-tears.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-4277641834457329980</id><published>2009-03-23T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:18:07.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First him, now you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna die tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-4277641834457329980?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/4277641834457329980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=4277641834457329980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/4277641834457329980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/4277641834457329980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-him-now-you.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-878170380197430385</id><published>2009-03-20T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T07:51:18.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yogurt digs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, there's a couple of CDs i am totally dying to get my hands on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything but a girl - Acoustic ( Its the bombzxzx)&lt;br /&gt;Wowjazz!&lt;br /&gt;High Society (a whole new crazy collection of songs and awesome classics!)&lt;br /&gt;- A Love So Beautiful&lt;br /&gt;- Music to watch girl by&lt;br /&gt;- Burt Bacharach&lt;br /&gt;- We got the soul?/ Passion?&lt;br /&gt;And one or two more which was rly nice! Man, I'm so gonna turn my future home, into some jazzy classical acoustic music library!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-878170380197430385?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/878170380197430385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=878170380197430385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/878170380197430385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/878170380197430385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2009/03/yogurt-digs-meanwhile-theres-couple-of.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-1507064077846796824</id><published>2009-03-16T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T22:06:57.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been feeling a tad weird these days. Maybe it's just a dose of sickness that's doing all these to me, or maybe just so many things occuring at once. But in any case, i've been wanting many things, when I'm penniless. Yes, zero cents with me, and yet my bank of wants is growing. I don't wanna become those materialistic, shopwhores kinda girls.The most basic example, would be more clothes, more desses, more skirts. And then, i cannot really remember. I think i know i want many things, but they just come and go, so -.- whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I want a pair of tickets to CATS): Sobs. But it's sold out for students tix, and the rest that hasn't been sold is really too pricey. I want to stuff myself with nachos while watching movie, but Im currently not at my best state of health, so darn. I want that pencil case I've been eyeing on at PageOne, but my boyf has gotten it for me! YAY! I actually told him, and he got it for me straightaway. I felt so bad, like a spoiled little girl but yay yay yay! He's the best x 100000000000.&lt;br /&gt;And I haven't been out on a movie date for so damn long. How many months have it been? One, two three? Yeah, it is that bad ): How long have i last went cycling, for the sea breeze that lifts up my hair, and the wind that carries our laughter along the sandy coasts? How long has it been since I last went swimming, feeling the familiar scent of the water brushing across the skin of my body, and feeling the surge to move through the waters? How long has it been, since we spend many carefree dates together, without giving any shit about money, school work, exams, etc? Too long to remember. And now, sickness is what holds us, and it is what slips our time away. Or maybe my idea of fun is too narrow, I should start thinking of ways that keep us preoccupied WITHOUT spending a single cent. I suppose that's quite easy. I got a couple of things not done yet, scrapbook for the most urgent and important task on my list of things to do. And yet it is always pushed back, so much for the urgent factor. Haha, damn the school (again). I guess people have the same, dumb mentality that people in the arts have it all. Fun, slack timetable, no labs, less work, more play. But for me, it is jsut the same. My own timetable is cramped (well at least for the first term). Or maybe my lack of time management skills is the cause of everything. I havent taken anything familiar in my combinations, except Math. My GP fails me, geography's been blah, you get the idea, and well econs and all that? Lit? Wtheck?! Big ha-has to me. But i guess it's too early to tell, I HOPE. Right now, i still feel like playing. I wanna learn tennis outside, to no avail, i want to learn piano, yeah kinda late isn't it? Strictly on terms, I'm kinda talentless. But i'm not evoking pity or whatsoever. I don't need consoling words, i actually feel okay with it. Because i got the most wonderful boyfriend in the world :DDDDD I know things happened, and they already did. I made my choice, my stand. And I'm here with him. So that's that. I don't care how many of you out there disapprove, or clicked your tongues at the decisions made. He's been here, always by my side, all the time. And when i say all the time, I mean every single moment, everytime that I needed him, he's always there. A phone call away, a text away, or just one call, and bam wham, he's there right beside me. Sometimes, i think i fail as a gf, but he's made me fall in love with him again and again. It's crazy, and in many crazy times, i wanna strangle him and tell him to stop being so nice to me. And he's my primary source of entertainment. He makes me double over with laughter, and he's forever making silly faces to amuse me. Like, right when I'm typing this, he's using his webcam and making really cute and retarded faces. Oh my goshhhh, I swear something's wrong with him. But I love him, for this very reason too. And love is not blind, this is a bloody misconception. I can see the things he has done for me, its a whole massive lot of them. If you want to stretch them from end to end, there will be no end. He is not THE boyfriend, as so many bimbos in the world love to name it in their ljs and xangas (because it sounds so damn cool?), he is not JUST boyfriend itself, he is MY boyfriend, MY world, and MY everything. He is Dan Poh, the love of my life! And i love bragging about him to my friends, so there. This is not just an addiction nor an obsession. I was really happy when someone made a passing comment about how sweet we were. And it got me thinking (because i didn't before), that it is true. We stand by each other no matter what. Like I said, things happened. Not just between us both, but individually. And when i felt I couldn't breathe anymore, he was there.&lt;br /&gt;To remind me to take that very breath.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-1507064077846796824?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/1507064077846796824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=1507064077846796824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/1507064077846796824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/1507064077846796824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-been-feeling-tad-weird-these-days.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-6180294202008247562</id><published>2009-03-11T07:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T08:02:21.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The cold water splashed hard on her body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without a flinch, she drew herself closer to the water, gushing downwards, flowing over every single inch of her body. She knew her body was sore and aching, her legs were scratched and her skin should have reacted with the water. Yet she was anesthetized by the physical surroundings, oblivious to her sense organs. She silenced the tenderness and wished with all her might, that the water can in turn silence that certain emotional pain inside of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She forced herself to relieve all the episodically events, every single bit of them, she took in her stride, knowing she will fall deeper into the pit hole. Her tears formed in an instant, and she surrendered, finally, to her heart, breaking and hurting at the very moment. She sobbed silently, coughing into the water and covering her mouth, lest she let out gasps of pain. Sorrow and devastation, her mind could only replay that same line, that seems so ever fresh in her memory, “Do you know, how much my heart is breaking because of you?” She should have known, that the worst feeling isn’t when your own heart cracks, it’s when you created a deep dark fissure in that one person’s heart you never meant to hurt, ever, that one person whom you dutifully love with every pump your heart beats, every blink your eyes make and every breath you take. The wrenching was more than bearing, it was tearing her apart. She turned the tap further downwards, hoping, wishing, and longing for each droplet to wash away her peccadillo, her wrongs, and her sins. The force of the water kept her remorse alive, to remind her just how undeserving she was of others’ love, and how she has grown a cowardly and useless shell over her back, having to carry it and disappoint her only true love, yet again. Flames burn in her stomach, and she felt her heart wrenched for a second time. Strangely, she willed for more painful memories to be replayed, like a roll of film reversing backwards. She knew she couldn’t acquaint with anyone about her life outside, or even in her very house. Her insides were screaming at her to stop thinking, feeling and thinking, and inevitably, the images popped into her, tormenting her mentality every moment. As she recalled how she walked through her day, distracted and preoccupied, she felt choked up with negative emotions, almost ready to burst into zero existence if she had the chance. She was exhausted, definitely. She ran, ran for her life, hoping that in some corner, she can trip, fall, and disappear into the greens below. Dirty as for sure, but rid of all problems. She battled with her mind all the same, deciding to take the gutless and spineless way out. Her lungs ache, but she ran all the same. She was hoping to be saved from that damn salvation, wanting to blame the whole world for everything, knowing that it’s a mistake to run right from the start. And yet when she started, she realized just how fast her mind shut out all recollections. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traumatized and distressed, she finally recognized the fact that she wasn’t in the right state of mind emotionally. Even after running, she felt as if she was in a daze, regret filled her heart soon after, yet she blinded them away, unwilling to be condemned, not just yet. She was in daylight daze, seemingly unfazed by anything around her. She couldn’t even remember herself at the moment, and it was what she wanted, wasn’t it? No. Cold hard truth. No. The pain she had caused to another from her own root of pain, was a million times worse than anything else. Yes, being upset and disconcerted could not serve as a reason to explain her outrageous behaviour, her selfishness, her inability to place him before herself.  Mere excuses. The consequences faced afterwards, how she had to see the agonized look in his face, every new and unsullied painful truth reliving through his mind, with her very own eyes, how much she fucking hate herself more than ever…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snapping back to reality, she turned off the running tap, rubbed her skin incessantly, before dressing up to cover her skin. All that’s left to do is to start picking up the pieces where she left them, and do her best, and do what’s even beyond her ability to undo her mistakes. She will damned-it do whatever it takes, even if it means everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-6180294202008247562?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/6180294202008247562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=6180294202008247562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/6180294202008247562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/6180294202008247562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2009/03/cold-water-splashed-hard-on-her-body.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-8240656167098339419</id><published>2009-02-04T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T07:03:47.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It always dawns on you too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friendship forged seven years back. Started out so unstable and rocky, as adolescents, we were already gossiping about each other, yet appearing to be buddies. And yet, few months later, we evolved into true friends unexpectedly. Though there were no memories both of us can recollect, we often mused over the mere fact that we got together as steadfast friends, and years later, we grew to realise that quantity of meet-ups were never impt, it was the quality. We never had stormy tiffs actually, though there were a number of times you left me mysteriously for another gang. Recalling back, you weren't the stand-by-me-no-matter-what kinda bestie, and yet i still viewed you as one. Now, I am really questioning myself if that is plain foolishness or all but just my willingness to stubbornly think the best of you still?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's predominantly my fault, for suddenly intruding in your life 4 months back. You helped me without further questions, and accompanied me till i got better. I was grateful for your company, thankful that I had you as my very best of friends. And yet, i withdrew from you almost immediately when things were alright again for me. I guess I've always held on to the slightest hope that you might be happy for me, for getting what/who I always wanted, because that's what make me happy too. But again, I guessed wrong. You were not pleased apparently, though you breathed no word about it. I dare not talk to you about my emotional feelings nor my innest thoughts, for fear that i may jsut lose you as my friend altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When somebody kind of indicated to me that you aren't what I perceived you to be, I was defiant and defended you straight away. I felt tons of remorse, building up inside of me like the raging fires in a volcano. Because over those particular past few months, you had proven to be a very good friend, even though at that time we weren't talking as much anymore. Or so I thought. I should have sensed the wall you subtly build against me, I should have expected that, and yet I did not. Was it my constant obstinency to think the best out of everyone, especially you, or was I too conspicuously unintelligent and unobservant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You knocked out all breath in me, in a very distressing manner. Just that one simple line. Is, or rather, was our friendship really that superficial. I was rather disturbed before, by how you wanted money for your own use, when days ago, you were chatting to me happily about how your parents are going to reward you for your results. Yet, I know it was my fault to start with. But you have gone too far. I can never forget that one simple line, which jarred my mind with one unexpected blow. The sudden emotional disturbance created the most humane physological reaction in me. I did not bawl my eyes out, nor did I cry out in obstreperousness. One convulsive gasp, before i started weeping. And as fast as I started this rather hapless act, I stopped. I couldn't be more thwarted in my emotions and perception of you. You put me in a quandary condition, one that I know not what to opinionate of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it became clearer this time. When I heard of how you wrote that comment, which drowned all hopes of salvaging this friendship, i plunged into a cognitive state, my thoughts disorientated. I'm sorry i had to say this but you strike me with disgust when I saw it in my own eyes. How could I not notice this was coming? How could I be so sightless as to not realise all these? Why was it that, even after the many times you ran off with the others, witnessing the forlorn me dragging my feet along during camp, I still forgave you just in a mere blink of eye? Was it my imbecility? I balanced out my feelings good and proper this time, and I looked back at it with apathy. Your scorns were met with my disapproval. If you wish to be disconcertingly blunt, and purposefully hurl hurting remarks at me and him, I have got nothing else to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not wish to condemn you, nor do I even blame you even now. Though I was flabbergasted at your crude remarks, and lost all will to keep this friendship going, you will be that someone who has walked through a part of my life, in one way or another. And nothing can change that. I still love you, as a friend, even if you still are or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is our friendship now void of value and meaning? Or have you threw it away into your past already?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-8240656167098339419?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/8240656167098339419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=8240656167098339419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/8240656167098339419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/8240656167098339419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-always-dawns-on-you-too-late.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-7871830081279093894</id><published>2008-11-09T08:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T08:49:57.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was gonna do this for a long time. Wanted to continue, but i think i want to stop right where it begins. Could have easily deleted this entire thing away, but i didn't. No, not because of the long history of memories, but rather, the memories which i find myself being the happiest girl in the world, so loved, so smittened, so on top of the world. Oh God, how i miss everything. Was at Takashimaya looking at all the cute stuff, and my head burned, exploding with so many ideas and things i wanna do, for someone special. Yes, and i remembered the mistakes i made, and i cant forgive myself anymore. So yes this is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:400%;"&gt;(ON HIATUS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-7871830081279093894?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/7871830081279093894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=7871830081279093894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/7871830081279093894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/7871830081279093894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/11/was-gonna-do-this-for-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-2885446559069536091</id><published>2008-11-08T07:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T07:24:40.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Being miserable, is because. I've forgiven everyone else, but the only person i haven't forgive, is me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-2885446559069536091?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/2885446559069536091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=2885446559069536091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/2885446559069536091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/2885446559069536091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/11/being-miserable-is-because.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-4023592368462536442</id><published>2008-11-06T03:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T04:01:01.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I promise i wont abandon you, my dear old blog. I guess its just me that i dont give up on things for new stuff. Yes, not even for the really classic lj which is far more advanced than blogspot. I'll stick to you and simplicity, and where i've started, originally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-4023592368462536442?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/4023592368462536442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=4023592368462536442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/4023592368462536442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/4023592368462536442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-promise-i-wont-abandon-you-my-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-8169427334634791653</id><published>2008-11-01T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T09:25:21.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>“If you love someone, and they break your heart. Don’t give up on love, have faith, restart. Just hold on.” &lt;br /&gt;Still like this quote.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-8169427334634791653?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/8169427334634791653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=8169427334634791653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/8169427334634791653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/8169427334634791653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/11/ftw.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-1672741468526303356</id><published>2008-09-18T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T08:03:25.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PEOPLE &lt;strong&gt;MY EMAIL HAS BEEN HACKED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; SO PLEASE LEARN TO BE SMART, BE VIGILANT, BE WHTEVER. ITS SO NOT FUNNY BUT STUPID LILI SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;The following is Lili's great kindess to help me mass email everyone since my email got hack and i got zero contacts ):, well in the form of a very amusing, and totally retarded form. Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ATTENTION: Rachel's (My) email has been hacked.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Greetings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have noticed by now, you should have received an incredulous email from Rachel Soon being stranded in some part on our beautiful Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be DECEIVED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's obviously still blissfully living in Singapore, attending school everyday as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently some really intelligent hacker hacked into her account, and sent all of us that incredible tale.&lt;br /&gt;Please don't despair, or send that hacker into condemnation. We should be thankful that someone is there to provide us with laughs, what with our mugging every minute of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, please add Rachel using her new email account, she's kinda lonely with a blank msn account. (OKAY JUST KIDDING!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel.0422@live.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Go read that email if you can, you could do with some laughs. Apparently he/she doesn't know that we're living in a new age, old tricks don't work anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Practice SRQ, try to falsify his/her claims!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Lili Teo. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH so there you go. Miss Drama Queen is totally hers! ;D Thanks lili! ;D But shes goign to be condemned, because yuying said to her this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ζζÞטđđįמģ.::]] life IS a bed of roses; minus the petals and add the thorns. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ur email i deem as an insult to our intelligence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAAHAH. Lili is the best man. So lame. I never met someone so retarded before -.- Okay so not funnny. I hate it. Melanie, bernice and all the ny ppl who might be reading this. Add me back ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-1672741468526303356?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/1672741468526303356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=1672741468526303356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/1672741468526303356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/1672741468526303356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/09/people-my-email-has-been-hacked-so.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-9122701003340960949</id><published>2008-09-18T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T05:08:32.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahah sitting with stefanie is really hilarious. Her actions and remarks are so crappie. That stupid girl. Shes been feeding me with jokes, not very flattering but otherwise damn funny. The jokes werent very funny but the way she find the jokes funny make me laugh. Haha her laughter is damn infectious. Haha and eva's like polluting our mind with the jokes. Stefanie is secretly a R____! Hahahahha, she sms me just to tell me she got the wrong version of this joke abt pppl stuffing fruits up their butt -.- haha omgosh damn funny la. And she jsut have to tell me wht happened at the third ep of Gossip Girl!!!!!!!! Oh gosh i want to kill her. AND LILI!!! WHY DID YOU TELL HER. STUPID GIRL! I know you're reading this! Hhaaha, i am so goign to watch ep 4 and scream wht happen into your ear ;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGOSH I CANT BELIEVE STUPID JIAQI ACTUALLY POSTED THE STUPID OBAMA/OSAMA MISTAKE I MADE ON HER BLOG. HAHA SUCKER! I so can imagine stefanie going "You're so stupid i feel like slapping you now" (yes thats how violent she is) and rolling her eyes off, if she ever ever know wht i said. Hahah hmm she wont ever know, right ;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's kind of boring, and we all ended up talking and laughing. Stress is getting into us. Esp me. Couldnt believe i fall asleep without knowing. Hmmm, my heads been hurting. Again):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-9122701003340960949?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/9122701003340960949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=9122701003340960949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/9122701003340960949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/9122701003340960949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/09/hahah-sitting-with-stefanie-is-really.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-8901866526002636842</id><published>2008-09-15T08:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T08:02:59.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TO HELL TO THAT PERSON WHO TOOK MY BLOODY HUNDRED OVER PLUS BUCKS AWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing seems to be going right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-8901866526002636842?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/8901866526002636842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=8901866526002636842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/8901866526002636842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/8901866526002636842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/09/to-hell-to-that-person-who-took-my.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-4793674582686411595</id><published>2008-09-11T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T08:32:08.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shucks. I cant do trigo i cant do trigo i cant do trigo. I cant do P&amp;amp;C, i cant do matrices, i cant do this. And hell, i cant do chem, like seriously i cant. All my huge lack of conceptual understanding. And gosh biology is boring me. Physics, i bloody cant do physics. And i want to cry. Like urgh. Someone save me. I feel so damn stupid i dont know what to do. I dont even feel like studying. And chinese, dont be fooled by the marks, i cant do the cloze passage for nuts!!!!!!! I RLY WANT TO SCREAM. English, no hopes. I fluctuate here and there, if the topic given is something like war or some crap, i'll fail and say bye. I cant even do SRQ!!!! Humanities, i always flunk during the major exams. I realised-.-, just cant get any of these right. Education is meaningless and all i want top do now, is to bury my head in my pillow, cry and scream my head out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-4793674582686411595?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/4793674582686411595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=4793674582686411595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/4793674582686411595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/4793674582686411595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/09/shucks.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-5970860003524248320</id><published>2008-09-04T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T10:16:52.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My grandpa pulled me away for a short talk this evening. And i wasn't exactly very nice him because i was tired, and i knew what was coming. Grades. It was like a repeat of my and my mum squabble, abt her comparing my grades in CA1 and CA2. And i was like, wht the hell is your problem, i every year also will fluctuate. Im a human, and humans make mistakes. You cant expect me to maintain a certain grade for like every term? Not like the papers standard dont change. She kept bugging me about it precisely because my rs grew open. My grandpa was nicer to me. But still, long-winded. It made me pissed at him, pissed at myself, pissed at the whole world. And yet, i find myself tearing at his words. Which at this point of time i suddenly can't remember, (or is it just choosing not to rmb). Maybe it hurts, but right now i really dont knw wht trigger me. Twice i find my vision blurring , and even though my response was like shit, because i somehow cant decide being teary/grumbly, i know its time to buck up. I hope i know though. Because sometimes you know, but you dont do the things you know. Ohwell, im just a hopeless emotional creature. In any case, he made a bet with me but i know it isnt much of the point. Wht he wants, wht my mum wants, wht this society wants, i just have to try my every best to give, don't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures time!! Happy moments, as i remember how sweet these dates can actually be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SMAW1w0OMHI/AAAAAAAAASQ/L3W972OKn9Q/s1600-h/04092008063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242215079152070770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SMAW1w0OMHI/AAAAAAAAASQ/L3W972OKn9Q/s320/04092008063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY BAKERZIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SMAWfTosG1I/AAAAAAAAARw/D7ljxcz_zAM/s1600-h/02092008038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242214693361949522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SMAWfTosG1I/AAAAAAAAARw/D7ljxcz_zAM/s320/02092008038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SMAWfux-FsI/AAAAAAAAAR4/iNqOyCX2lZw/s1600-h/02092008040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242214700648634050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SMAWfux-FsI/AAAAAAAAAR4/iNqOyCX2lZw/s320/02092008040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TCC!!! LALALA! Even though the prices went up like alot, but still!! Heh took many pictures, but i shan't post my favourite one. YAY I LOVE THIS GUY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-5970860003524248320?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/5970860003524248320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=5970860003524248320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/5970860003524248320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/5970860003524248320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-grandpa-pulled-me-away-for-short.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SMAW1w0OMHI/AAAAAAAAASQ/L3W972OKn9Q/s72-c/04092008063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325791.post-4842405848728218314</id><published>2008-09-02T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T08:16:33.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im boredddddd. Think im going to waste this holidays away. Nooooooo): I hate school, why am i always saying that. Wehhhhh i hate end of years, its a bloody 50%!! Im afraid of biooooo and physics. Basically im afraid of the sciences. And english, and chinese and humanities too. Oh and math. Waaaaah im scared of all the subjects. Oh shit, die die die. Im lagging behind all the sciences smmore. And humanities. Okay thats like damn jia lat. Someone save me. I dont want school to start next week. Let this be an extended holiday until november! Then decemeber holidays will come. YAY! -.-, the books are really doing me in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just why the hell is everyone mugging so damn hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-4842405848728218314?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/4842405848728218314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=4842405848728218314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/4842405848728218314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/4842405848728218314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-boredddddd.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-3424734606942494503</id><published>2008-08-31T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T08:13:49.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHEEEE! CRAZY RETARDED NICE PHOTOS :D The trip back from esplanade on friday ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLqdud8gW1I/AAAAAAAAARQ/fSbbPxssvW8/s1600-h/DSC02968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240674538036943698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLqdud8gW1I/AAAAAAAAARQ/fSbbPxssvW8/s320/DSC02968.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLqdus0mV0I/AAAAAAAAARY/3BAWSbuIYlk/s1600-h/DSC03001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240674542030313282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLqdus0mV0I/AAAAAAAAARY/3BAWSbuIYlk/s320/DSC03001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLq075nP5UI/AAAAAAAAARo/NWgNjk6r5X8/s1600-h/DSC02986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240700057569715522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLq075nP5UI/AAAAAAAAARo/NWgNjk6r5X8/s320/DSC02986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLqduyP2QkI/AAAAAAAAARg/zjKIF_3Yi2c/s1600-h/DSC03015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240674543486779970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLqduyP2QkI/AAAAAAAAARg/zjKIF_3Yi2c/s320/DSC03015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay its love that pulls us through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-3424734606942494503?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/3424734606942494503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=3424734606942494503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/3424734606942494503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/3424734606942494503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/08/wheeee-crazy-retarded-nice-photos-d.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLqdud8gW1I/AAAAAAAAARQ/fSbbPxssvW8/s72-c/DSC02968.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325791.post-2391749629102796688</id><published>2008-08-30T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T11:03:57.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nobody understands me, nobody ever persists too. Guess i'll nvr find someone. Tears, tears, tears. They never fail to come, and they'll follow me the whole night through today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its hurt. And its showing. I just need someone to care, to care enough, to understand me enough through and through. I guess im asking too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-2391749629102796688?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/2391749629102796688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=2391749629102796688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/2391749629102796688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/2391749629102796688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/08/nodboy-understands-me-nobody-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-4116580401500288483</id><published>2008-08-27T04:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T04:55:13.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel neglected. Really.&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;I feel replaced. I feel something is changing, not me, but something definitely is. I know it. And this time my intuition is right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-4116580401500288483?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/4116580401500288483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=4116580401500288483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/4116580401500288483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/4116580401500288483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-feel-neglected.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-3032331951415648780</id><published>2008-08-26T07:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T07:24:01.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PHOTOS TIME! TAKEN WHEN I RANDOMLY BROUGHT OUT MY CAMERA IN SCHOOL. SO FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLQdynImSqI/AAAAAAAAAQo/MtRB1IflYt0/s1600-h/DSC02844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238845021874440866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLQdynImSqI/AAAAAAAAAQo/MtRB1IflYt0/s320/DSC02844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eva! You posed for this ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLQdy_S1lpI/AAAAAAAAAQw/V01GrhQ2L2M/s1600-h/DSC02845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238845028359837330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLQdy_S1lpI/AAAAAAAAAQw/V01GrhQ2L2M/s320/DSC02845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine mugging, with her fav phrase " OH NO IM DOOM!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLQdzrenUXI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/yJfVkzm79Tk/s1600-h/DSC02849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238845040220393842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLQdzrenUXI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/yJfVkzm79Tk/s320/DSC02849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?!?!!? STEFFFFFFFFFF LOOKS SO ... DESPERATE! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLQd0MrYmYI/AAAAAAAAARA/kAg0Q4ye9V0/s1600-h/DSC02850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238845049132325250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLQd0MrYmYI/AAAAAAAAARA/kAg0Q4ye9V0/s320/DSC02850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherie said i mustnt blog this, so i did. That makes alot of sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLQd0qh2mZI/AAAAAAAAARI/fijSAjCIE-A/s1600-h/DSC02851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238845057145411986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLQd0qh2mZI/AAAAAAAAARI/fijSAjCIE-A/s320/DSC02851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eva's doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLQakxmApPI/AAAAAAAAAQA/xa3G1-rNfRE/s1600-h/DSC02839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238841485629105394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLQakxmApPI/AAAAAAAAAQA/xa3G1-rNfRE/s320/DSC02839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLQalakjsgI/AAAAAAAAAQI/lp8Aio1GvGE/s1600-h/DSC02840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238841496628867586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLQalakjsgI/AAAAAAAAAQI/lp8Aio1GvGE/s320/DSC02840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLQalkao_hI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/-uGtHOQUCsI/s1600-h/DSC02841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238841499271626258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLQalkao_hI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/-uGtHOQUCsI/s320/DSC02841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLQambwJ9CI/AAAAAAAAAQY/qz9UAX3RmzM/s1600-h/DSC02842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238841514125816866" style="CURSOR: hand" height="315" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLQambwJ9CI/AAAAAAAAAQY/qz9UAX3RmzM/s320/DSC02842.JPG" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see her tilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLQanrPXjlI/AAAAAAAAAQg/-Lw8rGHGApk/s1600-h/DSC02843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238841535463132754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLQanrPXjlI/AAAAAAAAAQg/-Lw8rGHGApk/s320/DSC02843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you see me tilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLQY9bQKCjI/AAAAAAAAAP4/TLVX6gfu2iI/s1600-h/DSC02838(cropped).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238839710105340466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLQY9bQKCjI/AAAAAAAAAP4/TLVX6gfu2iI/s320/DSC02838(cropped).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then sleep ;D (Dont ask why the rubix cube is on my desk, its all steFFF and her crazy craze for them.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLQY7fxIiNI/AAAAAAAAAPY/7GRuh3fZLmY/s1600-h/DSC02830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238839676957657298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLQY7fxIiNI/AAAAAAAAAPY/7GRuh3fZLmY/s320/DSC02830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLQY76VR39I/AAAAAAAAAPg/dG9hxQYdL8g/s1600-h/DSC02832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238839684088586194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLQY76VR39I/AAAAAAAAAPg/dG9hxQYdL8g/s320/DSC02832.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wingyau's going to kill me if she ever see this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLQY8lyaG1I/AAAAAAAAAPo/KzzD6feh5q0/s1600-h/DSC02833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238839695753485138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLQY8lyaG1I/AAAAAAAAAPo/KzzD6feh5q0/s320/DSC02833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. QIANWEN :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLQY9J4zsEI/AAAAAAAAAPw/eEO5fV453ek/s1600-h/DSC02835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238839705444003906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLQY9J4zsEI/AAAAAAAAAPw/eEO5fV453ek/s320/DSC02835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIGPIG! IS LOVE! Stef keep saying its damn qian bian, so she took a photo of it. How ironic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-3032331951415648780?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/3032331951415648780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=3032331951415648780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/3032331951415648780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/3032331951415648780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/08/eva-you-posed-for-this-d-jasmine.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLQdynImSqI/AAAAAAAAAQo/MtRB1IflYt0/s72-c/DSC02844.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325791.post-7609252547079016014</id><published>2008-08-24T07:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T08:12:36.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to catch fireworks from France on friday with dannnn! :DDD Luckily we came early, cuz we thought it'll start at 8, so we were there at like 7 smth. It was scheduled at 9 but started later anyw. Hahah but it was seirously worht the wait because the fireworks were so pretty!!! And our spot was like seriously the best. You can see everything and the fireworks felt super near us. Whee pretty pretty. It was such a happy thing to watch the fireworks(: Yay! Didnt take any pics of the fireworks cuz we ewre too caught up in the feeling of awe while watching them. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLF4TYxnsfI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Cn_1GSPbpqI/s1600-h/DSC02860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238100116072018418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLF4TYxnsfI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Cn_1GSPbpqI/s320/DSC02860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLF4VEw8AyI/AAAAAAAAAPI/6G8pM43VqYQ/s1600-h/DSC02875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238100145060184866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLF4VEw8AyI/AAAAAAAAAPI/6G8pM43VqYQ/s320/DSC02875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLF4VSyfGII/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VpduzsrUEy8/s1600-h/DSC02857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238100148824774786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLF4VSyfGII/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VpduzsrUEy8/s320/DSC02857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-7609252547079016014?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/7609252547079016014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=7609252547079016014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/7609252547079016014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/7609252547079016014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/08/went-to-catch-fireworks-from-france-on.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SLF4TYxnsfI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Cn_1GSPbpqI/s72-c/DSC02860.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325791.post-8392231966082085621</id><published>2008-08-21T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T05:35:23.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wonder whats going on. Dont want to figure it out. Complications dont work, but again oversimplifying things just makes matters worse. Im a simple person, really. Life just kind of sucks sometime, and happiness seems further away than I thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-8392231966082085621?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/8392231966082085621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=8392231966082085621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/8392231966082085621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/8392231966082085621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/08/wonder-whats-going-on.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-7125200007971054721</id><published>2008-08-18T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T07:41:25.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SKmI7z1jSYI/AAAAAAAAAOw/7RjsgN0vqV0/s1600-h/DSC02826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235866602903390594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SKmI7z1jSYI/AAAAAAAAAOw/7RjsgN0vqV0/s320/DSC02826.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel (Ong)'s all time fave Profiteroles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SKmI8PvRPFI/AAAAAAAAAO4/yvHFuk4Pthc/s1600-h/DSC02827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235866610393234514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SKmI8PvRPFI/AAAAAAAAAO4/yvHFuk4Pthc/s320/DSC02827.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is heaven! My Warm Chocolate Cake! Its nicer than TCC, pity it was so small. Shall go with Dan next time. I want to try my waffle ice cream and etc etc etc!! :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks rachel for coming all the way down to pei wo. Whee i love my bestie ;D I think i wasted a lot of time your time, you must be mugging like shit. But i know you're reading this too. You deserve loads of hugs from me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-7125200007971054721?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/7125200007971054721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=7125200007971054721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/7125200007971054721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/7125200007971054721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/08/rachel-ongs-all-time-fave-profiteroles.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SKmI7z1jSYI/AAAAAAAAAOw/7RjsgN0vqV0/s72-c/DSC02826.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325791.post-2608056022875265015</id><published>2008-08-13T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T04:01:56.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Gym with Dan on Monday! So cool so fun! Hahah first time in gym, sua ku sua ku. ;DDDDD Basically i think going gym is a waste of money for me, becauase i dont go there to do anything except the treadmill and other similar stuff. I dont even weightlift! Haha i go there to see him do that and be awed. Cuz he lks so skinny and he can lift like some dno how many kg. Idiot :p But it was still fun, because the changing room was like only meeee, and the toilets were super clean.&lt;br /&gt;Yay i love TCC-ing!!! Oh man, i'll never get tired of my Oreo Frappe!!!!!!! Thinking of it now makes me want it badly. Think i have enough receipts for 2 cards excluding what I already applied for myself. I can be on my way to my third man! WHEE! And I have been tidying all my mountain full of papers and what not. And now it lks so much better, and easier for me to settle down to study, whicih I've not been succeeding these weeks. Blocks results were okay. Kind of expected because didnt put much effort. Humanities was really a surprise, chemistry too. I thought i wasnt going to do well, and i rly thought I will be near the 50-60 marks range. But im happy with them. Bio was disappointing. Maths too. LA and chinese was not bad. Physics was horrendous, still!! Hahaha suck at physics):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oreo Mocha Frappe, here i come!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SKK-uvsgtRI/AAAAAAAAAOg/44iFrafDLZc/s1600-h/DSC02825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233955427244356882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SKK-uvsgtRI/AAAAAAAAAOg/44iFrafDLZc/s320/DSC02825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baked this at night! Yay successful muffins!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SKK8ykG-N4I/AAAAAAAAAOY/zL8D-1QwXB8/s1600-h/IMG000007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233953293830338434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SKK8ykG-N4I/AAAAAAAAAOY/zL8D-1QwXB8/s320/IMG000007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA RETARDED!! WHEE I WANT MORE PICTURES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SKK-uvsgtRI/AAAAAAAAAOg/44iFrafDLZc/s1600-h/DSC02825.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-2608056022875265015?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/2608056022875265015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=2608056022875265015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/2608056022875265015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/2608056022875265015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/08/gym-with-dan-on-monday-so-cool-so-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SKK-uvsgtRI/AAAAAAAAAOg/44iFrafDLZc/s72-c/DSC02825.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325791.post-342091989658972795</id><published>2008-08-10T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T07:27:44.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And i dont know where to start. Was it self radicalization or was it mere confusion of myself? Many times i come to realise i know nothing about myself, and i dont even knw if i even have a personality. I feel like a floating figure, just blending in with the crowd, just trying to please everyone, and yet in the midst of pleasing, i cant stop myself from showing the unpleasantness i felt when doing that. The only thing i know about myself is that im really weird. Like seriously so weird that i think nbody can ever figure me out. No one can because i think my thinkign is complex. And no, that isnt self praise, im ashamed of it. Im ashamed how Im just a fcked up someone, wallowed in my own small selfish world, being greedy and self-centred, always thinking that things shld go my way and i dont stop until things go my way. And despite that, i still dont try changing this really ugly blotch splattered in my sketch of life. This has really really really got nothing to do with whtever happened, its just totally random and out of the blue. Something/things been really really bothering for the past i dno, period? Yeah, i dno when it started. Is it a fear? Is it a worry? Is it just over sensitive? Is it insecurity? Nah i doubt so, i dont think so. I just dont get myself. Why the hell am i so irritable these days. why the hell do i get pissed off or upset over like serioously nothing? Why do i get sad and why am i never satisfied. True, im happy with some decisions, and i guess those are not a problem of satisfaction or wht now, i cant be more content with that, and its most importantly not the problem of never being able to satisfy me because i do get contented rather easily. I mean, really. And i think this just contradicted with whtever i said abt thigns goign my way, i dont know. Everythign jstu works so extreme in different situations that jsut leaves me really confused. Who the hell am I and do i have like zero personality? Sitting in the mrt station today for arnd 15 minutes just got me thinking. All these days i get frustrated so eaesily, never being able to hide my feelings, and gosh do i really need to start to make these negative feelings subtle. Why my smiles are growing lesser. Whats wrong with me. And i thought for so long, which just got me more frustrated, and my mind was blank, didnt know which mrt to take to where. So i just randomly took one to PS, then couldnt find a place to well study so as to get my mind off everything, then mrt to vivo, thinking perhaps the open area at the top level, which i think they call it the sky park or whtever, i can jsut sit somewhere quiet and stone. But nonono it was crowded with families and dozens over couples. I felt totally weirded out, like every corner, nono every step you take you can see couples k. But the night sky was really pretty. Though the moon wasnt full, there were like at least arnd 10 stars up there. But ah well it was so noisy, and i felt awkward even if i sit there, but thts if provided i can even find a space. So i just went back in and sat on those retarded green chairs. Stoned for another 20 mins and i was like forget it,  i just think i need to change for the better, i need to be more understanding. Maybe i was too used to getting things my way, and i learnt how to spare a thought for others and learn how not to be selfish for once, and think of others, not just yourself, not just for your own joy or comfort or ease, but for others, their convenience, their happiness their worries. Learning it the hard way can jolly well be alas instilling it in my mind how i shld never be selfish and greedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion, pms-ing rly sucks. But im all fine now ;D I miss dan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-342091989658972795?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/342091989658972795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=342091989658972795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/342091989658972795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/342091989658972795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/08/and-i-dont-know-where-to-start.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-581183886911483882</id><published>2008-08-07T18:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T18:04:51.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dan's blogging!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am bloggginggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg at Rachel's BLOG! Wahahaa. MISSS YOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVEEEEE RACHEL SOON JIA WEI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-581183886911483882?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/581183886911483882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=581183886911483882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/581183886911483882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/581183886911483882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/08/dans-blogging.html' title='Dan&apos;s blogging!'/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-4494857014685846545</id><published>2008-08-07T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T02:29:14.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whee havent been blogging for days. Been falling sick over and over again.So irritating!!! My stomach felt rly queasy, righ ton dan's birthday. Omgosh damn suay. Stupid jiale, she was saying i super suay over msn. Idiot man. Hahah and i've been falling asleep during lessons, because i havent been exactly feeling very well. Weh today didnt feel well again. Sooooo didnt go for the Connext singapore thingy which was rly lame anyw. And my sister is mean mean mean. Ah well time to get used to it. Hmm managed to go out with dan on his bday anyw. Whee dempsey hill!!! PS CAFE! OMGOSH its like super super super super pretty. The price is rly pretty too but hey the food was worth it! Like rly super nice, wanted to ask him to get the lamb but he refused. Idiotic man. Haha took some pictures aft that, then had to go home soon. Sorrrrrry): It was the best i could managed on tht day anyw. Sad sad nvm. Next year will be btr. At least i get to give him his card, prepared beforehand;DDDD I guess thts enough.&lt;br /&gt;Went starbucks ytd. I swear im never ever ever going starbucks. Ew gross gross gross. The hot choc was so er xin! Bleah ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SJueBqt9mrI/AAAAAAAAANw/xIlgaLbSmyU/s1600-h/07082008015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231949143605090994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SJueBqt9mrI/AAAAAAAAANw/xIlgaLbSmyU/s320/07082008015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SJueB8zR6jI/AAAAAAAAAN4/xSGipxQk1AU/s1600-h/DSC02806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231949148459231794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SJueB8zR6jI/AAAAAAAAAN4/xSGipxQk1AU/s320/DSC02806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SJueBzluMYI/AAAAAAAAAOA/OFeUK8vLgcA/s1600-h/DSC02807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231949145986445698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SJueBzluMYI/AAAAAAAAAOA/OFeUK8vLgcA/s320/DSC02807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SJueCLZIlmI/AAAAAAAAAOI/ixUZ-UeQ-jI/s1600-h/DSC02819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231949152376100450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SJueCLZIlmI/AAAAAAAAAOI/ixUZ-UeQ-jI/s320/DSC02819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVELOVELOVE YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-4494857014685846545?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/4494857014685846545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=4494857014685846545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/4494857014685846545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/4494857014685846545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/08/whee-havent-been-blogging-for-days.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SJueBqt9mrI/AAAAAAAAANw/xIlgaLbSmyU/s72-c/07082008015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325791.post-4724654706434668128</id><published>2008-08-04T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T01:53:43.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:300%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY DEAREST DANNNNNNNNNNNN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something for you:&lt;br /&gt;I love thee to the depth and breadth and height.&lt;br /&gt;My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight&lt;br /&gt;For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you to the level of everyday's&lt;br /&gt;Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you with the passion put to use&lt;br /&gt;In my past, present and future too.&lt;br /&gt;I love you with a love I seemed to lose,&lt;br /&gt;But now i've gotten it back ever since you stpped into my life.&lt;br /&gt;I love you with every breath i take,&lt;br /&gt;Smiles, tears, of all my life! and, if God choose,&lt;br /&gt;I shall but love you better after death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-4724654706434668128?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/4724654706434668128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=4724654706434668128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/4724654706434668128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/4724654706434668128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-birthday-to-my-dearest.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-7431835213649297365</id><published>2008-08-01T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:55:53.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been quite busy these days, quite tiring too. Haha but i know its all going to be worth it, everything will be. Lala shall just post a pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SJM4q-95O-I/AAAAAAAAANk/TxrczzVy4tY/s1600-h/DSC02796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229585903415540706" style="CURSOR: hand" height="241" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SJM4q-95O-I/AAAAAAAAANk/TxrczzVy4tY/s320/DSC02796.JPG" width="320" 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/12325791-7431835213649297365?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/7431835213649297365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=7431835213649297365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/7431835213649297365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/7431835213649297365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/08/been-quite-busy-these-days-quite-tiring.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SJM4q-95O-I/AAAAAAAAANk/TxrczzVy4tY/s72-c/DSC02796.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325791.post-5484260755006309436</id><published>2008-07-30T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T08:34:18.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha singaporeans' mentality. When i was selling singfest tix at 160 bucks, those who are smart came to ask first and they got it. Then it was raised to 175, and there were a few more. Now its officially sold out, and then all the people stream in and call and sms desperately for the singfest tix. How retarded is tht?! Haha i was quite sad actually, because i shld have bought more tix!!!!!! And then sell to them like nowwww, im sure they will buy it. Shitttttt. Hahah nvm nvm, theres always other money making chances.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm been pretty busy these few days. And have been really sleepy in class which is quite unlike me. Haha dont knnow why, been rushing here and there. Time is tight, money is tight. Stupid la, i shld have just gone with the flow, my first instinct is always right, and yet im a worry wart, i question my instinct and in the end, i waste more time and energy. Like today!!! Wth. I look like some idiot, and got fooled arnd by more idiots. In the end things are undone and I really want to box myself aft tht. I rly hate it when im all set out to accomplosh smth and i dont get wht i want in the end. Hahah this term block tests isnt any disappointment even though i got lower than previously. Because i didnt put much hope into them in the first place. Effort iss liek totally er super little. Yeah cuz hey, studies aint tht impt. I want to do smth im happy and rly enjoy doing in the future, not dabbling in science, research, politics or news or whtever. I want to have a long term and stable one, so it has to be smth i really like(: And i know what it is and im alrdy preparing myself for it. Plus its forming! Lala my co partner ;D;D;D Lets rly start work soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-5484260755006309436?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/5484260755006309436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=5484260755006309436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/5484260755006309436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/5484260755006309436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/07/haha-singaporeans-mentality.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-4792418741030226102</id><published>2008-07-24T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T07:22:21.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Walking together beneath the soft sweet tears of the heavens above.&lt;br /&gt;Mystical orbs of sapphire flame, myriad of outstretched hands.&lt;br /&gt;And this sweet breath of impregnible protection I'll cherish.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-4792418741030226102?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/4792418741030226102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=4792418741030226102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/4792418741030226102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/4792418741030226102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/07/walking-together-beneath-soft-sweet.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-8112259085534964892</id><published>2008-07-22T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T09:01:03.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LEVIS JEANS AT 100$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BRAND NEW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITH YOUR &lt;strong&gt;OWN CHOICE&lt;/strong&gt; OF MODELS (Original priced below 160$)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SINGFEST TIX AT 160&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DAY TWO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTH ITEMS WHILE STOCKS LAST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONTACT ME&lt;/strong&gt; IF INTERESTED! LEAVE A TAG :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-8112259085534964892?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/8112259085534964892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=8112259085534964892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/8112259085534964892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/8112259085534964892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/07/levis-jeans-at-100-brand-new-with-your.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-7824273422885019724</id><published>2008-07-22T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T08:57:25.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I sometimes wonder what do people really mean when they blog. I sometimes wonder if they are trying to say something through their words. I sometimes wonder if im just taking their words too seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I wonder if i even have a sister. It's kinda saddening to see how much we've grown apart. But question is, were we even ever close? I remember how from young she was never willing to express any sisterly love for me, not directly anyway. I remember I had to use a certain tactic to let her reveal herself that she actually wants me as her sister, but it grew off her anyway, because the next time i used it, she ignored me. But that was when we were really young. Young as i was, this sense of absence in sister love was already felt. And then we grew, and the more we moved on. The more our characters differ, and we never tried to understand each other. I seriously really truly wonder, what she wrote in the card, which rly made my eyes teary, because it was such a surprise that she wrote all that, and that i never knew she appreciated me as a sister, until on my birthday where i wrote her words. And i thought they were heartfelt, but, again, im questioning this all over again. It kind of hurts too, to see how she really treated me. to see how she's always overbearing, always thinking she's right, always glaring at me, giving me all sorts of crude remarks, never sparing me with all her words. Time and time again, I was hurt, but i never show it. Retorted back I did, hey i've pride too. She will never understand, because even I dont realise it until today. Many times, i've wanted to blog, to rant, to slander her with verbal abuse all over my blog. Always, always i stopped myself and remind myself i do love her as my sister, even though i dont show. I'm not an expressive person, if you are observant enough, or if you even bother, Im never a good person who can maintain frndships. Cliques drift away, people leave, I dont really bother anymore. Few care. But point is, will she ever noticed how much her dearest sister wants her to express love for her? Sounds wrong, but the bottom line is, she has never in her 14 years of existence ever ever ever showed me she loves me or even care for me as her sister. Perhaps she did, in a really indirect and irritating way. She has never been gentle on me, and her presence is sometimes too overbearing. Does she know that I am scared of her. Even when I want to request, merely for her phone or her tablet pc, I get the haughty look, she looking down on me, with annoyance written all over her face. I really don't know what to say, and I know she's not entirely at fault cuz i haven't been trying hard enough, nor making enough efforts anyway.&lt;br /&gt;All I really want to ask is, dear sister, when will you come back to me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-7824273422885019724?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/7824273422885019724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=7824273422885019724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/7824273422885019724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/7824273422885019724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-sometimes-wonder-what-do-people.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-8198804677103178860</id><published>2008-07-19T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:55:54.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wanted to blog a thousand things today. Many thoughts ran through my head. But i guess, the only thing left to say right now is, the sole reason why i would get a condo in the future is so that i can just use the swimming pool at night, when i feel so much like swimming. Love the water, almost like a form of destress. Now i cant wiat for blocks to end. Why does it seem like i never study a thing. No mood. Didnt study much today. Think i'll end up disappointing myself and my parents. And nagging folllows and blahblahblah. Wow im good at negating my feelings. Do i even have self-esteem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SIIRcN_ZqrI/AAAAAAAAANU/p9_oQieCGLM/s1600-h/DSC00557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224757694192790194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SIIRcN_ZqrI/AAAAAAAAANU/p9_oQieCGLM/s320/DSC00557.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SIIRcWOck-I/AAAAAAAAANc/70VZP3kpvJs/s1600-h/DSC00556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224757696403379170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SIIRcWOck-I/AAAAAAAAANc/70VZP3kpvJs/s320/DSC00556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELOVETCC.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-8198804677103178860?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/8198804677103178860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=8198804677103178860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/8198804677103178860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/8198804677103178860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/07/wanted-to-blog-thousand-things-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SIIRcN_ZqrI/AAAAAAAAANU/p9_oQieCGLM/s72-c/DSC00557.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325791.post-7025833503783287170</id><published>2008-07-18T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T09:47:00.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-7025833503783287170?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/7025833503783287170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=7025833503783287170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/7025833503783287170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/7025833503783287170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/07/shucks.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-3953735616805804964</id><published>2008-07-16T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T03:53:18.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Parents spotted. At Island Creamery. Didnt know if i shld laugh or cry at tht moment. But Dan saves the day! Hahahahahaaaaaa as always(: been stoning in class for these few days, had laughing moments in Mr Lim's class, took 2 or 3 retarded photos with him for teachers day stuff, but i guess that was about it. If school is slack, i jsut get stonier. Oh mannnnnn, maybe thats wht blocks doing to me. Somehow think im extreme, cuz my mood can swing from here to the other end, and i dont even show it. I look the same but yeah i conclude this is blocks doing. Haha cuz this time round im unprepared, and i dont really am rushing to study or all that thingo. Which is unlike me. So why am i stuck at 16):&lt;br /&gt;Annnnd rumours rumours. The first time a weirded out rumour about me is spread. And i heard of it. Haha if you hadn't, here listen: Rachel likes a guy from NUS who came to her class on her bday and kiss her in front of the whole class!!!!! Woohoo claps claps. Hahaaaaa, me liking about a guy from NUS is an understatement of course, thats the only fact. The rest is so not true. The class can back me up. Haha if it is rly true, the whole world will know by now, and it wont be just a mere rumour. Hmm smtimes wonder why ppl actually believe all this crap when it doesnt make sense. Heard another rumour too, but i guess i shant blieve it. Be gone rumours. And now im talking to myself. Haha august august here i come then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEMAND FOR PICTURES!!! MORE MORE MORE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-3953735616805804964?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/3953735616805804964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=3953735616805804964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/3953735616805804964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/3953735616805804964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/07/parents-spotted.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-9144994889360257686</id><published>2008-07-14T08:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T08:00:44.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>500th post will be a sad one.&lt;br /&gt;Because, I'm always screwing things up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-9144994889360257686?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/9144994889360257686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=9144994889360257686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/9144994889360257686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/9144994889360257686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/07/500th-post-will-be-sad-one.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-5126007016767180183</id><published>2008-07-13T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T07:17:34.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Volcanic eruption of sweat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; This is the aromatic scent of love's truest flavour.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-5126007016767180183?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/5126007016767180183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=5126007016767180183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/5126007016767180183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/5126007016767180183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/07/volcanic-eruption-of-sweat.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-3812957060750238891</id><published>2008-07-12T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T07:34:29.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMGOSH I FRICKIN LOST ALL MY PHOTOS. HATE ME HATE HATE MYSELF. RAHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, i'm damn sad right now. I wish so much i can rewind time then i can be more conscious of what im doing and actually not lose them. Qi si wo ): Shan't talk about it lest im more sad. I do not like TCC for the time being. Haha, me and my stupidity and carelessness. Gdness. Anyway, friday was quite funny becausae we were suposed to do zuo wen and in the end zhuo lao shi forgot, as usual, and gave us a compre. But it was such a less stressful thing than zuowen tht me and stef sort of hugged each other, cuz we were laughing and being so happy, and she said 'lets hug!!!" hahaha i was dman amused tht time, so i patronised her. Oh well, school is fun if you are like tht isnt it? Whats more its the last year, in a all girls environment smmore. Im goins to miss this in JC. Suddenly i dont want JC. Can I just skip to the part where i aced my a levels and are preparing to go uni? Haha shit man, im delusional. Studying was kinda fruitful today. Considering the circumstances. Ran with Eva today, me and my good sense of direction. We ended up turning and turning and walked a whole huge round around maccritchie. Damn funny, 2 sua ku idiots. And eva made another wrong turn aft that, and we were just lost among the tress and mud. So tiring but so fun. We must have like walk 5km and ran like more than 5km. Mad mad, we were talking while walking through anyw, so it was rly constructive ;D Heh. We need Dan next time ;D His irritatingly but super good sense of direction. And his stupid stamina in running, and with speed. Omgosh is he idiotic or what? But speaking about him, omgosh DAN LOOKS DAMN HOT IN BLACK SKINNIES!!!!! Like the really glam black skinnies and not the Ah Beng style. He looks damn hot, and so very goodlooking. I cannot stand him. He looks so good i dont even want to look at him anymore. Hahaaaaaaa. Im not crazy, this is really totally from a honest and objective point of view. Tadah! If i've a chance, i'll definitely advertise his photo here but nah. Okay, time to finish my work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-3812957060750238891?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/3812957060750238891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=3812957060750238891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/3812957060750238891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/3812957060750238891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/07/omgosh-i-frickin-lost-all-my-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-6560556422009938740</id><published>2008-07-07T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T22:56:51.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wingyau feels like chopping rachel into a million pieces!10:44pm&lt;br /&gt;- Facebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH IM SO AMUSED!!!!!! Funny funny, wingyau is a retarded person, and shes going to show me her trademark fist and funny face if she sees this. Hahaha and im just going to laugh at her even then. Im lazy to bloggg. Oh wellll, Sunday was fun because I went to the Taka Food Fest with family and Dan. It wasnt much of anything but we kept koping the honey. Not cheapo okay, honey's expensive stuff. Want to sample also sample expensive stuff first ;DD Wheeee, then we were running arnd which was rly retarded cuz he bullied me. Qianwen can vouch tht for me ;D If she can tell or smth. Hahhhhh. But it was fun, reached home at arnd 10plus. Im surprised my mum didnt scream at me or as much as nag. Thats so nice of her. Lalaaaaa. Whee went swimming today and felt like crap. Swimming somehow feels horrible today. ): Must be thinking of blocks too much. I think of the blocks thats nearing and im worrying but aint doing anything. PLus the many miscellaneous stuff waiting for us to do, the LA shitttt and personal statement, crap worksheets and quizzes, plus a bio SPA. Wahhhhh so idiotic, just before Blocks as well. They rly want to kill us. So sad. OKay no more procarstinating. I shall stop going out. By this week! LALA :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-6560556422009938740?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/6560556422009938740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=6560556422009938740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/6560556422009938740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/6560556422009938740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/07/wingyau-feels-like-chopping-rachel-into.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-5477177381906209745</id><published>2008-07-05T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:55:54.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SHAzMoijlMI/AAAAAAAAANM/eblc7QccjoM/s1600-h/female_brain.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219728260256208066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SHAzMoijlMI/AAAAAAAAANM/eblc7QccjoM/s320/female_brain.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Male Brain is funnier! Hahaha this one doesnt even make much sense. Hahah but whtever ;D I dont understand why sex is closely related to listening though. Enlightenment anyone? Dan? HAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-5477177381906209745?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/5477177381906209745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=5477177381906209745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/5477177381906209745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/5477177381906209745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/07/male-brain-is-funnier-hahaha-this-one.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SHAzMoijlMI/AAAAAAAAANM/eblc7QccjoM/s72-c/female_brain.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325791.post-5485586155441400789</id><published>2008-07-05T01:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:55:56.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SG839YdeStI/AAAAAAAAANE/pylVkCorhAw/s1600-h/DSC02708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219452020823313106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SG839YdeStI/AAAAAAAAANE/pylVkCorhAw/s320/DSC02708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SG83tNd9_vI/AAAAAAAAAM0/6hsM-cWWXRM/s1600-h/DSC02702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219451742994693874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SG83tNd9_vI/AAAAAAAAAM0/6hsM-cWWXRM/s320/DSC02702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SG83UBRz-wI/AAAAAAAAAMM/ma3-gqTX2wk/s1600-h/DSC02616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219451310225750786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SG83UBRz-wI/AAAAAAAAAMM/ma3-gqTX2wk/s320/DSC02616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drinking the weirdest combination of soup - mushroom cappucino. Thanks to me :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SG83UAsxglI/AAAAAAAAAMU/a50CkXNN_wU/s1600-h/DSC02626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219451310070399570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SG83UAsxglI/AAAAAAAAAMU/a50CkXNN_wU/s320/DSC02626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SG83UbPv53I/AAAAAAAAAMc/DivN3l7Xw2U/s1600-h/DSC02645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219451317196416882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SG83UbPv53I/AAAAAAAAAMc/DivN3l7Xw2U/s320/DSC02645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm always hiding away from the camera. Sad, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SG83UgdyLFI/AAAAAAAAAMs/-lu4dJFGtwY/s1600-h/DSC02698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219451318597463122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SG83UgdyLFI/AAAAAAAAAMs/-lu4dJFGtwY/s320/DSC02698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TCC! IS LOVE! Yay Dan agreeeees! Eva and Jiaqi too! Haha TCC is really nice, even though its ex and we shld only go there once in a blueeeeeeeeee moon. Yay!! I love the Oreo one, this is how it looks like aft i drank abit. And this was how it lks like BEFORE I SPILLED IT!! ): Clumsy person. Oh my gosh i think i suck but nvm. Haha I just lost hold of the cup and it spilled over me. Nice. I don't even know what happened. So sad, I wanted to drink it and it was goneeeee. Next time next time ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SG83UV1IZJI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Bn2KeALzAmo/s1600-h/DSC02648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219451315742598290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SG83UV1IZJI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Bn2KeALzAmo/s320/DSC02648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;In a matter of time, all words are sealed. These are the memories that will replay all over again in our minds. For the beholder of them, is us. Only.&lt;/em&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/12325791-5485586155441400789?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/5485586155441400789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=5485586155441400789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/5485586155441400789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/5485586155441400789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/07/drinking-weirdest-combination-of-soup.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SG839YdeStI/AAAAAAAAANE/pylVkCorhAw/s72-c/DSC02708.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325791.post-5344493619948185667</id><published>2008-07-03T08:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T08:12:36.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been kinda stagnant for a long time. I guess I'm not really into the blogging mood anymore ): Haha nothing much happen anyway. Dan came to my house on monday! Haha but he left shortly after. Played with his really pretty and um shiny clean laptop ;D Lalaaaa. Yay, i'm so glad that 4/14 didn't have to change classes with us anymore, or else it will be so ma fan for us. We can't eat on the third floor, which is a really stupid rule to have in school, and we have to travel down to the canteen and up and its just inconvenient. So we are all happy. And had change of seating arrangment. Even though I felt like there was not much of a change of seat plans, especially when our back row was just another combination, like she was trying to separate lili and me. Haha awwww, but we will still have fun discussions about nothing realted to the subject. We rock man. Going to have funfair tomorrow and sadly I'm missing it, like the first time in 4 years, and eva's actually happy. Idiot eva, i hate you forever man ;DDDD Hehehe. Going for MOE excel fest, wonder who will actually come so early to view boring school stuff, i'll probably and hopefully be rotting there. Anyway, JIAYOU 402! (: I'm sure we'll make a BANG with the BANGles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT MORE PICTURESSSSSSSSSSSSS ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-5344493619948185667?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/5344493619948185667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=5344493619948185667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/5344493619948185667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/5344493619948185667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/07/been-kinda-stagnant-for-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-2982550412415317292</id><published>2008-06-28T20:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:55:59.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Never knew how tong ku it is to actually sing. It felt like a string pulling my head back everytime i stop to take a huge breath while singing, and when i sing, my throat hurts, so basically the whole head was hurting. Sad. Anyway, overdue photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SGcIr7zDMkI/AAAAAAAAAL8/5NYHJp20uJk/s1600-h/DSC02416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217148244211216962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SGcIr7zDMkI/AAAAAAAAAL8/5NYHJp20uJk/s320/DSC02416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SGcIsG9CFWI/AAAAAAAAAME/sDzoxPhlDjE/s1600-h/DSC02430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217148247205877090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SGcIsG9CFWI/AAAAAAAAAME/sDzoxPhlDjE/s320/DSC02430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SGcIruoAeUI/AAAAAAAAALk/RhchHAjtnaE/s1600-h/DSC00272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217148240675240258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SGcIruoAeUI/AAAAAAAAALk/RhchHAjtnaE/s320/DSC00272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SGcIr1CmVWI/AAAAAAAAALs/WuFSKw4gpGI/s1600-h/DSC00292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217148242397386082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SGcIr1CmVWI/AAAAAAAAALs/WuFSKw4gpGI/s320/DSC00292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SGcIr7nBhnI/AAAAAAAAAL0/SWp3DFqDuQY/s1600-h/DSC02573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217148244160775794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SGcIr7nBhnI/AAAAAAAAAL0/SWp3DFqDuQY/s320/DSC02573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Flowers!&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-2982550412415317292?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/2982550412415317292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=2982550412415317292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/2982550412415317292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/2982550412415317292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/06/never-knew-how-tong-ku-it-is-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SGcIr7zDMkI/AAAAAAAAAL8/5NYHJp20uJk/s72-c/DSC02416.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325791.post-1221516995554966804</id><published>2008-06-27T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T22:26:22.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fell sick): Sadly. But im on my way to recovery! Wheee. i hate hate hate school. First week is horrible. Esp ytd): The class was quite chaotic. Haha and the weather was killing my head. Rah. PRacctically rushing worksheets aft worksheets. School feels quite unsettled. Guess i need to buck up. And i always say that. ): CME sucks. Why do we have to do project on that. Who cares abt the history of nanyang man. But like what jasmine says, it wld look kind of bad to see a failed grade for your CME. Haha stupid education system and their curriculum. Have to change class with 4/14 next week. Stupid.Now I have to climb 3 floors every morning/recess/lunch. Super inconvenient. Thanks la. And we are OBLIGED to accept their request because we can't say no. So sad. We've to play nice and we are reluctant to. New curtains are actualyl quite pretty. Cuz they are peach. Peach is a nice pretty colour. And it brightens up the class or else the old one makes it seem gloomy and demoralizing. Can't wait for blocks to come and end. Can't wait for end of JC:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-1221516995554966804?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/1221516995554966804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=1221516995554966804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/1221516995554966804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/1221516995554966804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/06/fell-sick-sadly.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-3945966218656119029</id><published>2008-06-21T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T09:34:39.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had weddings the past two days. It was quite fun. Blahblah. I love buffet! They shld jsut have dessert buffet. I'll just gorge myself to death. I missed out quite a few dessert like Apple Crumble annnnd Tiramisu! Tiramisu is ex man, the rum or coffee liquor. Next time I'll just head over to that section first, if ever there's a next time. Lala. Haha I'm hopeless. I don't like seafood cuz its grossssss. Raw is so er xin! I'm just a simple person who eat simple food. Whee, help ppl save money man ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Under the starry night, soft proclamations of heartfelt words.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-3945966218656119029?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/3945966218656119029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=3945966218656119029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/3945966218656119029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/3945966218656119029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/06/had-weddings-past-two-days.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-6666920871046187133</id><published>2008-06-19T08:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T08:48:24.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh gosh, what have i done?&lt;br /&gt;I feel like the worst creep ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-6666920871046187133?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/6666920871046187133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=6666920871046187133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/6666920871046187133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/6666920871046187133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-gosh-what-have-i-done-sorry-really.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-7492674871801938931</id><published>2008-06-19T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T04:45:38.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;In this amorphous, ambiguent space, constantly shifting in locale;&lt;br /&gt;adjusting to our presence, a place where love resides and wishes come true.&lt;br /&gt;As sunlight filters through woven dreams, love space of our paths intertwined,&lt;br /&gt;braided as a never-ending trip, pillows in the clouds of passion;&lt;br /&gt;as time passes in our ever changing universe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not just write that. Hah. Go figure(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-7492674871801938931?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/7492674871801938931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=7492674871801938931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/7492674871801938931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/7492674871801938931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-this-amorphous-ambiguent-space.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-5538684313529132367</id><published>2008-06-18T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T04:09:28.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank You Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank You Lord, for the trials that come my way&lt;br /&gt;In that way I can grow each day, As I let You lead&lt;br /&gt;And I thank You Lord for the patience those trials bring&lt;br /&gt;In that process of growing, I can learn to care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;But it goes against the way I am&lt;br /&gt;To put my human nature down&lt;br /&gt;And let the Spirit take control of all I do&lt;br /&gt;For when those trials come&lt;br /&gt;My human nature shouts the thing to do&lt;br /&gt;And God's soft prompting can be easily ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I thank You Lord, for the victory that growing brings&lt;br /&gt;In surrender of everything, life is so worthwhile&lt;br /&gt;And I thank You Lord, that when everything's put in place&lt;br /&gt;Out in front I can see Your face&lt;br /&gt;And it's where You belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I do love this song. It's a song that somehow finds its way to your heart, that no matter how many times you listen to it, you'll never get sick of hearing it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-5538684313529132367?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/5538684313529132367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=5538684313529132367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/5538684313529132367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/5538684313529132367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-sick-of-me.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-9180150559998272493</id><published>2008-06-15T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T09:01:09.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is there another word for emo? I think emo isn't a right word. I don't do emo. Just hmm, moody perhaps. Yup a gentle word for it. Again, felt like running but didn't and now I'm regretting. Maybe tmr I'll go swimming. I like the waters(: But that being said, I NEED TO COMPLETE THT PILE OF HOMEWORK AND START STUDYING BECAUSE I'M LOSING ON MY HOLD ON THE GRASP ON THE REALITY OF EDUCATION AND STUDIES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-9180150559998272493?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/9180150559998272493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=9180150559998272493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/9180150559998272493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/9180150559998272493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/06/is-there-another-word-for-emo-i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-7183521273717453324</id><published>2008-06-14T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T07:34:47.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My thighs are getting fatter, my legs are getting uglier, my face is becoming more hideous, like seriously, my stomach's getting fatter, my hips are getting wider, my hair is becoming disgusting, my arms are becoming flabbier, my voice is turning gross and I sing worse than a crow now. So tell me why am I worth it? What good does it take to, hmm nvm. Wht am i talking about man. Simply trying to list out all the bad points I have that can be seen. So that you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, I'm good at demoralising myself. But anyway, I'm just stating the facts. So that's that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-7183521273717453324?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/7183521273717453324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=7183521273717453324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/7183521273717453324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/7183521273717453324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-thighs-are-getting-fatter-my-legs.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-2201441322089495773</id><published>2008-06-14T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T07:26:44.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pathetic's &lt;u&gt;the&lt;/u&gt; word.&lt;br /&gt;Rah my gums been bleeding for the fourth consecutive day. Sucks man. I wonder if tightening your teeth or smth gives you such a result. I'm lazy to call the dentist too. Wanted to run just now, but didn't feel like it. Lazy again. Too sian to do anything. Shall rot at home and dieeeeee. But then again, I'm regretting it. I should have just run, run run run. I think I'd like the feeling of running until my lungs feel like bursting, and that's if tht feeling comes only after i run for really long. Oh well, but in any case, i feel super choked with emotions. I cant stand myself. I need to get a hang on myself and get into reality annnd stop being so hopeless and stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting can't get any worse. Can it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-2201441322089495773?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/2201441322089495773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=2201441322089495773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/2201441322089495773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/2201441322089495773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-guess-im-really-hopeless.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-7547596731499787270</id><published>2008-06-13T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T21:51:16.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I must have spoilt my phone by at least about 30% today. Kept sliding the phone, taking it out. The worst  that happened was when I dropped the phone, and it was a loud hit on the floor. Biggest damage man. I guess i was really distracted. Seriously. Whole day was just so moodless for me. Bought shoes though. After walking arnd and everything. Yeah ok la. I like it. Swimming had to make me feel worse. Couldnt get into the mood of swimming. Seriously many things run through my head, but i can't rmb wht anymore. Then this stupid boy competed with me. In a way. I noticed aft he swam jsut beside me, then when i took off he took off. I didn't stop so he didnt. But too bad, i won him every lap. He gave up soon after. Stupid. Or maybe I'm thinking too much. Haaaaa. Doesnt matter. Then wanted to swim more, cuz i was like getting used to it, then i saw tht stupid uncle who practically stared at me while in the water, and give me that smile. Ew ew yuck yuck. I just took off straight away. Conclusion: Never Ever EVERRRRR go to the pool on fridays. Alot of people too. i dont like it. Mmmm, I'm bored and sian. I hate holidays because there are alot of work to be done and i dont knw how to complete. I still have math and bio ws, two chinese compo and two chinese book reviews, and a humans essay, two essay actually, plus the corrections one. And alot of catching up for chem and phy which i've not been listening to? Woohoo, I'm so not making myself feel better. Hmm let me see wht else. Just alot. CME SIA!?!?!?!?! HELLO JIAQI JASMINE JIALE!?! Haha forget it. I need moneyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I need you even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-7547596731499787270?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/7547596731499787270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=7547596731499787270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/7547596731499787270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/7547596731499787270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-must-have-spoilt-my-phone-by-about-20.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-4828101416801817862</id><published>2008-06-12T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:56:00.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A relatively good week.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday someone came to my house and study. I think i keep asking math questions. Its like the longest math ws i've ever done. And then i realised there were like many mistakes later on. Thanks mannn. Haha. But it was quite cool cuz it was the first time i bake for ppl to eat! I was quite high during the night, kept singing while on the phone with Dan. Siao liao siao liao. I sound horrid and keep going out of tune. But just felt like singing. For like the first time too:D&lt;br /&gt;Thennnn Wednesday went East Coast. Family Outing! Woohoo fun fun. Dan came with us! Whee my dad's power. Paid for him without both of us noticing and realising. Damn funny. Then cycled and had New Zealand's Natural! YAY! Super nice. Double scoop man. Dan is evillllll. He wants to make me fatter): But it was rly nice icecream and sorbet. Lala. He's retarded, went to ask my mum if we can go out the next day which is today! Hee cuz of free movie tickets stuff, HAHA. Funny man. But actually i sort of forced him to ask my mum so tht chances of going out is higher. Tralala my brother likes him man. JOVINA KOR KOR! :DDDD HAHAHA. My mum likes him to la, actually noticed he doenst have a proper water bottle and gave a nike one to him. Heehee. Funny. Whee sent him to his doorstep later on. Cool man. Bake again later on tht nice. Chocolate muffins! Yay i could smell it was nice, and my sister said it was nice. So i guess its nice? Maybe it's just the quality of the chocolate thts really good. But i like baking, with thoughts of baking for someone.&lt;br /&gt;Today was better! Finally er ren shi jie! Wheeeee, watched Kungfu Panda. Ate at Swensens. The service at Suntec sucks big time. And the baked rice taste like shit, im just eating rice,plastic-like chicken and not very nice cheese separately. So people dont ever go there. I think the time we spent sitting there waiting for our food is longer than the time we eat. Should have taken pictures there and then. Pity there aint any): Just before he goes camp): So sadddddddd. Went for PC show aft tht. He purposely went to buy laptop tht goes with a camera. He sucks manzxzxzx. Haha. Then bought a printer tht comes with many freebies. Trolley trolley! We are cheapo ppl. Dragged the bulky trolley to MRT, and up down escalators. So funnnnn. Then i took some of his stuff to his house and met his mum for the first time. His mum quite cute, said many funny things to me. Yay i think no matter wht im always sabo-ing Dan. Wheeeee i rock i rock :P But so fun. Gave him muffins too. His house is messy but rly clean. Haha sounds impossible but yeah I nvr knew tht too. WHEE! Piggy piggy! Shall start saving money already. First time in a thousand years tht i've no money in my coin box. Tsk. But i got a pretty piggybank here. I shall fill it up and bring to the bank ;D Woohoo i'm crazy. But so happy. And in a sweet loveeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is interesting ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SFEzrWbOOfI/AAAAAAAAALc/XeEQSLusDZ0/s1600-h/the+male+brain.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211003063691524594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SFEzrWbOOfI/AAAAAAAAALc/XeEQSLusDZ0/s320/the+male+brain.bmp" 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/12325791-4828101416801817862?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/4828101416801817862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=4828101416801817862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/4828101416801817862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/4828101416801817862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/06/relatively-good-week.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SFEzrWbOOfI/AAAAAAAAALc/XeEQSLusDZ0/s72-c/the+male+brain.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325791.post-1699731240906168344</id><published>2008-06-09T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T01:13:28.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BOREDDDDDDDDDDD.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO RUN MOREEEE. I WANT TO RUN RUN RUN AND NEVER STOPPPP.&lt;br /&gt;I just felt like running alot ytd. For some reason. And luckily I did, because i never felt so happy runnning for a long time. Alot of times when i run in school, i was layz and tired and felt liek stopping. But ytd was just different. Whee its tht nice feeling tht came back. I wanted to run more if not for my mum's calls and my large intestine calling out to me. Haaaaa ah well. Lets hope the feeling will stay in me;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is all I see when I look into your eyes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-1699731240906168344?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/1699731240906168344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=1699731240906168344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/1699731240906168344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/1699731240906168344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/06/boreddddddddddd.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-1168126105313845262</id><published>2008-06-06T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:56:02.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went on a known date with Dan today! Wheee! Everything was fine, and it was all good, except the morning part, but anywayyyyy, shant talk abt it. I'm super happy. Got nice matching tees, and got piggybank! Like literally a piggybank. Wahaha, a pretty one too! Finally found one. Walked around, still want to find a pair of shoes though. The ones at home like dying alrdy. Maybe i'll get a nice cheapo bag from the Pasar Malam downstairs as well! Woohoo! Okay anyw back to the point. Lunched and then walked to Heeren then to Centrepoint then to Plaza Sing. Couldnt get wht we want so we took a train to City Hall to go Raffles City. Ben and Jerry's! Wahaha evil dan. Refuse to let me pay. Next time im watching you eat if you don't let me pay the moneyyyy. No no, no more next time. The next time we are just going to eat the cheapo 60cents ice cream from Macs k ;D Kind of miss nice and simple icecream. Fancy ones sometimes get boring and leaves a sick taste in your mouth. Whee then went to Suntec and then to the Book Fair! Hohoho, we went there to laugh and make a fool of ourselves man. Damn funny. The whole day we jsut keep laughing and doing retarded stuff. People go book fair for books, we went there for magazines. Thanks la. Purposely bought retarded magazines. There were free Nivea stuff and pirated Kinder Buenos Chocolates k!!! The chocs just came in last minute. The auntie very funny, she was saying, your 2 dont fight over the chocs ahhhh. Haha we kept laughing please. Whee, then took retarded photos arnd the convention centre area. Whee loads of funnnnnn. Shared Muachee at my house downstairs. :D Hmmm cycling trip next week! Study date too! Tralala. This will be better than expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SElJ6J_ssdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/HbGKXu3a4xY/s1600-h/DSC00243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208775707495018962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SElJ6J_ssdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/HbGKXu3a4xY/s320/DSC00243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SElJ6YtG6nI/AAAAAAAAAK0/odsi9Df9RgU/s1600-h/DSC00251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208775711443577458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SElJ6YtG6nI/AAAAAAAAAK0/odsi9Df9RgU/s320/DSC00251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SElJ6-A-FRI/AAAAAAAAAK8/R5GZg2BAdVY/s1600-h/DSC00247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208775721458996498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SElJ6-A-FRI/AAAAAAAAAK8/R5GZg2BAdVY/s320/DSC00247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SElJ7LUDXII/AAAAAAAAALE/zrDXk8NuaaQ/s1600-h/DSC00255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208775725028695170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SElJ7LUDXII/AAAAAAAAALE/zrDXk8NuaaQ/s320/DSC00255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 2 pictures are funny. I didn't even knw similar pictures were taken until now :D Pretty cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SElJ7vMtTBI/AAAAAAAAALM/Pi93N9y8ExU/s1600-h/DSC00257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208775734661565458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SElJ7vMtTBI/AAAAAAAAALM/Pi93N9y8ExU/s320/DSC00257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SElKFOcznNI/AAAAAAAAALU/TwUnGoZUG_4/s1600-h/DSC00258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208775897669410002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SElKFOcznNI/AAAAAAAAALU/TwUnGoZUG_4/s320/DSC00258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello ACT-ster. HAHAHAHA! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-1168126105313845262?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/1168126105313845262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=1168126105313845262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/1168126105313845262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/1168126105313845262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/06/went-on-known-date-with-dan-today-wheee.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SElJ6J_ssdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/HbGKXu3a4xY/s72-c/DSC00243.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325791.post-4428629463452983927</id><published>2008-06-04T18:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:56:02.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So many things happened the past days. Too tired to recall, or rather, i don't want to recall. I think i just want everything to be closed. Seriously. Damn sian already. Stupid woman, shes a stalker who sexually harasses not only one family but two. Everyday call and call. Now i knw why she do that. She does tht so that she can get the money more easily. She does that, knowing tht she'll tire out the ppl she calls and harasses, and in tht way, the ppl will be more willing to pay her tht fcking huge sum of money to her just to get her off their backs. Whoa is she smart or wht. Compensation also 800$? I burn hell money for her. Hope she enjoys the money in hell. Don't we all love her? Thanks for spoiling our times. Thanks for fabricating the untruths. Thanks for spoiling ppl's reputations in front of the parents. Thansk for screwing things up when things could go on so damn easily. Now tht you got the money you want, you big fat fugly old wrinkly money-faced bitch-hag-asshole, dont you dare come to harrass anyone ever again. And stop saying ppl call you, when obviously you are the one whos doing all tht damn calling. URGHHHHHH I HATEHATEHATEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE HER TO BITS AND PIECES AD I SERIOUSLY HOPE SHE BURNS IN HELL. Money sucks. Money rly brings unhappiness. I do not aspire to be rich, just want to have enough for life to get by. Simplicity is love. Anyway, having said, i do sincerely thank my frnds for their help. Pri schmates(: Esp Quek and Perry. Yep. Just always taking my calls :/ And i felt bad, cuz i got so many ppl involved. Esp Mj and yeah. Now i feel like i no face to meet anyone alrdy. Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SEdIYgmHr2I/AAAAAAAAAKU/kS-1uG4sg1s/s1600-h/DSC02412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208211079981150050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SEdIYgmHr2I/AAAAAAAAAKU/kS-1uG4sg1s/s320/DSC02412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SEdIY7X1FQI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Q4jmg7i5H1o/s1600-h/DSC02430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208211087168967938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SEdIY7X1FQI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Q4jmg7i5H1o/s320/DSC02430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SEdIY7X1FQI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Q4jmg7i5H1o/s1600-h/DSC02430.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SEdIZOUpu0I/AAAAAAAAAKk/wRkTz-D4ToM/s1600-h/DSC02431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208211092255914818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SEdIZOUpu0I/AAAAAAAAAKk/wRkTz-D4ToM/s320/DSC02431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... &amp;amp; Me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-4428629463452983927?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/4428629463452983927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=4428629463452983927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/4428629463452983927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/4428629463452983927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/06/so-many-things-happened-past-days.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SEdIYgmHr2I/AAAAAAAAAKU/kS-1uG4sg1s/s72-c/DSC02412.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325791.post-5476445049285972198</id><published>2008-05-31T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:56:02.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THIS SHIRT IS NICE!!! :D I GOT GOOD TASTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SEI8SxXVOcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/333T9NJGifY/s1600-h/DSC02377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206790412380223938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SEI8SxXVOcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/333T9NJGifY/s320/DSC02377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMOING. HES THINKING OF ME I KNOW :DDD HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SEI8TBXVOdI/AAAAAAAAAKM/_t86D-LXWVU/s1600-h/DSC02384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206790416675191250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SEI8TBXVOdI/AAAAAAAAAKM/_t86D-LXWVU/s320/DSC02384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-5476445049285972198?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/5476445049285972198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=5476445049285972198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/5476445049285972198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/5476445049285972198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-shirt-is-nice-d-i-got-good-taste.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SEI8SxXVOcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/333T9NJGifY/s72-c/DSC02377.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325791.post-131984777097791369</id><published>2008-05-31T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T23:04:05.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>F pissed.&lt;br /&gt;And you call this a home. You do your stuff, i do mine. Ask me to hang my own clothes. When all along, we hang them together, not bothering whose is whose. So what is this now? And you call this a family. Let me laugh. Let me laugh until i cry. All you do is lie back and watch korean show, and complain you have a lot to do. What. The. Hell. Screaming at us, talking shit, talking nonsense. This applies to another person too. Everything must be lined out clearly. So she carries this attitude of, this is your thing, so you do it. You drop your thing, so you picked it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Shant rant anymore. Just so sick of this whole damn thing. Sentosa will be a get away. I know it will be. Anyway, i think aft a while, i'll be sorry i even typed tht. I'll be regretting and i'll just say forget it la, small thing. Oh well. I cant seem to maintain anger, for tht long. Which is good(: Lala im good at consoling myself. haha too used to it i guess. Hmm white bags :DDDDD Until i find a bag of a diff colour tht fascinates me, i'll just continue liking white bags. Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-131984777097791369?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/131984777097791369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=131984777097791369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/131984777097791369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/131984777097791369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/05/f-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-4377015047443591268</id><published>2008-05-28T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T09:25:56.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lines of Words, Written in Hands of Sweetness&lt;br /&gt;Sketches of Photos, Drawn with Colourful Hues of Joy&lt;br /&gt;Details of Memories, Kept in One Heart Joined by Two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-4377015047443591268?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/4377015047443591268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=4377015047443591268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/4377015047443591268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/4377015047443591268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/05/lines-of-words-written-in-hands-of.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-7314986371544617650</id><published>2008-05-28T08:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:56:03.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just planned the things i have to do for the whole of June. Whoa it sure is packed. I have a whole list of never ending stuff. And it's damn no life. Everyday must do work, or else i can say bye bye to my grades and wht not already. Been skipping lessons, especially physics and chem. I'm like dead already at these 2 subjects. But anyway yeah, i dont think i can complete, and i dont think i'll be so on for everyday. Surely there will be one day I want to just relax and wht not and blahblah. But its not just work i have to bother with. i have many other things to do as well, and no, i don't consider going out as one the the other things. Thats just another additional thing. Oh man do i even make senseeee. Bah. Whatever. Rachel is dumb. Eva's dumber because she finished the first maths self study module annnnd worksheet. She good. I wnat to help her bang the wall. Haha. Ah well, rachel rachel rachel, you btr stop procrastinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway! I shall await for Sentosa!! Wheee! Stupid Jack hasnt gotten back to me yet. Whos going whos going! Dont tell me less than 5 -.- Anyway damn sad now, Dan has NUS Camp ))))))): Next mon to wed! Equals 3 days of more torture from weekends! Rahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Ah well. Might as well, since i cant meet him anyway. But still, sad la. Urgh! Misses!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmwht happened on tuesday ah, just a long and happy day :D Really exerted a lot of energy man! Hahah work on abs and legs :DDDD Wheeeeee retrieved Pink IC! HAPPY HAPPY! Its called relieved manzxzxzx. I'm jsut proud of myself, for the fact tht i was smart enough to notice the bus stop in front. Guess i'm not that street unwise anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SD2Cj9FxdcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/8pvnyV_Srvs/s1600-h/DSC02250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205460298515969474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SD2Cj9FxdcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/8pvnyV_Srvs/s320/DSC02250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His own work man, haha well done :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SD2DD9FxdeI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Iqag_2RgBa4/s1600-h/DSC02280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205460848271783394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SD2DD9FxdeI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Iqag_2RgBa4/s320/DSC02280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's forever on the phone ): But its calls with me :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-7314986371544617650?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/7314986371544617650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=7314986371544617650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/7314986371544617650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/7314986371544617650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-just-planned-things-i-have-to-do-for.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SD2Cj9FxdcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/8pvnyV_Srvs/s72-c/DSC02250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325791.post-561994143847887777</id><published>2008-05-26T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T08:36:16.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Staying at home is boring boring boring. Afternoon was btr, at least i was out. Oh well, i know wht you are doing, so you can jolly well stop interfering. It's kind of irritating and i guess this is where you should stop. Then again, i won't stoop so low as to sneak around ppl's businesses. I'll do it my own way, just you wait. I'll be doing smth that i shall be proud of myself. And i think she thinks im dumb and all, okay well i was just careless. Hahaaaaa, let's hope it'll work and i can say im brilliant :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are The Love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-561994143847887777?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/561994143847887777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=561994143847887777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/561994143847887777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/561994143847887777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/05/staying-at-home-is-boring-boring-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-6677608402609815771</id><published>2008-05-25T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T07:32:10.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Dreamy Swirls Of Love. ♥ says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im the rocker one&lt;br /&gt;you loser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tassiewombad@yahoo.com says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever&lt;br /&gt;WHOSE THE ONE WHO NEVER EVER ICE SKATED ALL 16 YEARS OF HER LIFE?!?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dreamy Swirls Of Love. ♥ says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS THANKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tassiewombad@yahoo.com says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;AND THEN WHOSE THE ONE WHO 1ST SKATED AT THE AGE OF 5???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dreamy Swirls Of Love. ♥ says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO NICE OF YOU&lt;br /&gt;ANNAh&lt;br /&gt;YOU LA&lt;br /&gt;YOU LAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tassiewombad@yahoo.com says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;SUCKER! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rahhhh, i do not like stupid ling ling. Haha FINE!!! I shall ice-skate by this month! Learn how to and everything! Yay somebody can go with me ;D Hmm went east coast today! Yay! With jiale jiaqi eva and jasmine. i went rollerblading with jasmine first, fell a few times, in a short period, hahaha dno wht happened. Must be due to the distraction but stupid jiale and eva seah. Haha! Now my butt-thigh area got quite a big patch of wound, or whtever you call tht. Sadddd. But yay rollerblading still very fun. Got some stupid cyclists, nth also ring behind me, so irritating, then how am i suppose to move man!! Rah! Hahah Jiale and Eva cycled off themselves, then Jiaqi stayed with us for awhile before giving up and cycled off, and then she disappeared! Hahah funny, we took only 4 photos. pathetic man. W/o jiaqi smmore ): And stupid wingyau!!!! Then went cycling. yay fun fun, cycled al the way till dno where, then all the way back and further down. So fun! New Zealand Natural Sorbets are the bestttttt! Omgosh so nice lah, love the mango and berryfruit! Wheeeeee! I didnt fall while cycling! Lalallalalalla. Thats a feat man. Haha! But still i fell before tht, so i guess :/ Tired tired. Wanted to run there too, good weather! But actually, i didnt felt like runign aft cycling so yeah ;D Had company ma. Its a happpy happy day overall! Tralala.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-6677608402609815771?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/6677608402609815771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=6677608402609815771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/6677608402609815771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/6677608402609815771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/05/dreamy-swirls-of-love.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-7164469417148436649</id><published>2008-05-23T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:56:05.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SDbJmNFxdBI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/vG0QEj9VZ80/s1600-h/DSC00136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203568077659272210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SDbJmNFxdBI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/vG0QEj9VZ80/s320/DSC00136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SDbJmdFxdCI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pGcbO2F7yJ4/s1600-h/DSC00138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203568081954239522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SDbJmdFxdCI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pGcbO2F7yJ4/s320/DSC00138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRETTY JELLYFISHES!!!! THEY GLOWWWWW :D I NEVER KNEW THT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SDbPIdFxdII/AAAAAAAAAHI/FnXgR7KwpYI/s1600-h/DSC00150.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SDbPg9FxdJI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/BZ96z9JX1ng/s1600-h/DSC00150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203574584534725778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SDbPg9FxdJI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/BZ96z9JX1ng/s320/DSC00150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love Fish Maw. Yummy! HAHA i sound carnivorous ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SDbJmtFxdEI/AAAAAAAAAGo/oK_QYHBQ5CA/s1600-h/DSC00140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203568086249206850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SDbJmtFxdEI/AAAAAAAAAGo/oK_QYHBQ5CA/s320/DSC00140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone captured him trying to take jellyfishes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SDbJm9FxdFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/EaGrM0UKOWE/s1600-h/DSC00192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203568090544174162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SDbJm9FxdFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/EaGrM0UKOWE/s320/DSC00192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVES! Still the same heat emission. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woohoo! Sabbaticals finally ended. Out of the 4 years, this is the one i really detest the mosttttttttt. So gross man. Yeah, it was a super hot day. Sweating sweating sweating :/ hate the weatherrrrr. Rah. Heh so during break, lili jessie and i escape to the library. She got hold of some sec1-4 photos of our batch, and then just when i thought there were thankfully no photos of me, theres this very clear AND SUEPR ER XIN picture of me!!!!!! HAHAHAHA And many er xin photos of lili!! LALALALA. But mine was damn clear and prominent and big la. Oh my gosh. Then lili and jessie burst out laughing like there's no tomorrow. THANKS AH. Your very nice to me. Hahah then we keep laughing, especially at this picture. Hahah. Wheee, lili was saying " i really think we very pretty now, compared to last time." I had to agree. Since its a comparison to the last time me, which was horrible terrible and so gross. Omgosh wht was me and lili thinking. We both have super yucky hair. And the specs. HAHA. I want to see more photos. Okay, i just realised smth. School ended for term 2. June Hols is actually here. Right -.- I feel so not in touch with reality. Too used to school until i dont feel as if im on a holiday mood. Sucky. but haha i think i will blend in with it sooon! Tralala. And i love today! End of school for now! Lala HAPPYHAPPYHAPPY! LAUGH LIKE CRAZY! Think i will have abs soon? Right, Dan's eyes got serious problems. Whole day talk nonsense, i must buy specs for him. Make sure he wear it and open eyes big big (like he can even open wide enough to be considered big). Hahaha, okay dont disturb him alrdy. Oh oh oh! And i took this photo of Cassy! I think she'll kill me, hahaah and threaten me to remove, if she ever take a rest from her maths study sessions with herself and bloghops to my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SDbPg9FxdKI/AAAAAAAAAHY/JV8gXoAoP74/s1600-h/DSC00132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203574584534725794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SDbPg9FxdKI/AAAAAAAAAHY/JV8gXoAoP74/s320/DSC00132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: I think she look very cute la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SDbPhNFxdLI/AAAAAAAAAHg/FcipdO0kEBE/s1600-h/DSC00134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203574588829693106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SDbPhNFxdLI/AAAAAAAAAHg/FcipdO0kEBE/s320/DSC00134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;): Lili pushed me away. Protective of Cherie Chua. But she look very funny, cuz her head was on the table, eyes closed, and her hand were like smwhere else. Haha as compared to liying with her arms on the table. Haha! Dont kill me ah. Its blur anyw! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SDbO4NFxdGI/AAAAAAAAAG4/SbzS_do19oY/s1600-h/DSC00132.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HOLIDAY HOMEWORK GO AWAYYYYY!&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/12325791-7164469417148436649?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/7164469417148436649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=7164469417148436649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/7164469417148436649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/7164469417148436649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/05/pretty-jellyfishes-they-glowwwww-d-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SDbJmNFxdBI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/vG0QEj9VZ80/s72-c/DSC00136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325791.post-6565397881568329784</id><published>2008-05-22T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T07:26:15.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SWINGS ARE THE BESTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!&lt;br /&gt;Hee swam today! Lala actually there arent any ppl, which is quite rare, cuz normally there will be abt 3 or 4 ppl, which will be considered alot! Vast difference k, cuz the 3 or 4 ppl will tak eup my space! Hmph! Okay i need to reaaaally swim now, this urge to swim. I wannnnt. Laps are fun :D But today was more than fun, its damn fun, and funny. Haha the goggles thing. I want to laugh. Fun! This little girl so cute(:&lt;br /&gt;UNCLE DANNNNNNNNNNNNNN! ;DDDDD Hello uncle! ;DD Im still the ever youthful jie jie manzxzxzxzxz. Haha i can imagine stefanie rolling her eyes now. oh well! I dont liek my dentist cuz hes so un-gentle and so :/. Urgh my teeeeeeeeeeeeeeeth ); poor teeth. Now i look like some saliva dropping weirdo. Thanks thanks. I want to skip this to my retainers stage! Haha anyw. Sabbaticals are so fun, NOT! Only the breaks in between. Or else i sit on the chair, and try to blend in with it. And i rot i stone i die on it. So siannnnn. Oh my gosh can dieeeeee. Financial Literacy for Math is the worst. But luckily got lili and jessie to pei wo. We talked a bit, okay quite a lot, during the breaks. Haha talking abt sec 1 till now. Talk abt changes. Talk abt current situation. Lala, im so abstract. I hate holidays for one major thing - the mountain of hmwork tht seem like i can nvr complte within this month. Math and chiense both took up huge portions. And im like dumb, i need to cathc up on other topics. Been sleeping in chem and physics lesson. Urgh im so a not science person, why am i in a triple science class??!!? WHATS MY PURPOSE IN LIFE?!?!?! HAHAHAHA. But really man. No purpose, no goal. Just driftin in with the crowd, not trying to do my best. Hmm is that what i really want? But then again, i cant try too hard, try harder and i'll fall. Oh gosh, i suck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-6565397881568329784?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/6565397881568329784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=6565397881568329784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/6565397881568329784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/6565397881568329784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/05/swings-are-bestttttttttttttttt-hee-swam.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-8679417443257387826</id><published>2008-05-20T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:56:06.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sentosa with Pri School Mates! Woohoo can't wait. Yay june june! :D Jack quickly go plan and organise, i lazy. Haha. Wheee shall love it, tralala. Hmm! Must plan must plan! What shall we doooooo. Anyway! Made of Honour is not bad, considering the other shitty movies they have now, i think its quite sweet how the girl can actually changed this guy to a whole new person, for the btr of course(: And and and that the guy finally realizes the love of his life was there all along, right beside him(: They kept drinking starbucks and eating cake in the movie!!! Oh my gosh, now im craving for starbucks and cake toooooo. Rah, anyw swensens ice cream is just so so. My Haagen Dazs, my Ben&amp;amp;Jerry's, my island creamery!!! Okay i dont have temptation to eat ice cream now anyw. Haha, except Macs ice cream!! Woohoo Cheap is Gooooood. Ahem.&lt;br /&gt;Talking to Dannnnn :D;D;D is a rly good thing. Because in a way we are in the same plight, for many things, and we can relate better. I think its quite cool that we have a lot in common. Woohoo we are retarded and crazy ppl who are sophisticatedddd. Haha im mad. But yeah, i come to realise alot of things, whee all the enlightenment i get abt myself, which i dont really bother to know before, and then realised it is quite true aft they were pointed out. And the stuff abt others too. I guess 3's rly a crowd, and thus i realised(again), its rly hard when you have a group of odd number of ppl, because there will always be this person who get left out, unknowingly. Yeah, and we'll all get hurt smhow, just especially in a group of 3. So i guess talking out really helps, everythign small things i've realised but i just left it there, not infering much until when you tell someone, you will then see for yourself that you've been ignorantly ignoring wht you cld have concluded long ago abt whtever stuff or person. Um, just like i realised today only as i say the stuff out, that all along we cld nvr get together well, as a group. We are, well were close, but we can nvr exist together. Which is a sad fact, but now it doesnt bother me as much as last time alrdy. Because! I have btr things to think about :DDDDDDD Lala! Shall end off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SDLrS5lj9GI/AAAAAAAAAF4/YhAcc__YPZU/s1600-h/DSC00110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202479229494883426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SDLrS5lj9GI/AAAAAAAAAF4/YhAcc__YPZU/s320/DSC00110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother's so cute la! Hes like trying to sit on 3 chairs but he ended sitting on one cuz duh, you cant sit on 3 chairs unless you have a rly huge butt. Yeah so funny, i was watching him. Hes really like a small kid smtimes(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SDLrSJlj9EI/AAAAAAAAAFo/T_yHeOuf_bE/s1600-h/DSC00127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202479216609981506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SDLrSJlj9EI/AAAAAAAAAFo/T_yHeOuf_bE/s320/DSC00127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SDLrSplj9FI/AAAAAAAAAFw/15uWN6OJDaE/s1600-h/DSC00123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202479225199916114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SDLrSplj9FI/AAAAAAAAAFw/15uWN6OJDaE/s320/DSC00123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-8679417443257387826?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/8679417443257387826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=8679417443257387826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/8679417443257387826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/8679417443257387826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/05/sentosa-with-pri-school-mates-woohoo.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SDLrS5lj9GI/AAAAAAAAAF4/YhAcc__YPZU/s72-c/DSC00110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325791.post-306578435486443920</id><published>2008-05-19T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T08:31:45.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes the simplest things bring out the ugliest side of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! Wheee did the craziest thing ytd! We are like really crazy people! Meant to beeeeee (: Its exciting and risky but so fun! Lalala. We are so retarded. Crazy people do crazy things. But it was the best everrrrr. It felt liek adrenaline rush. Never knew how you can talk without actualyl talking, but yeah finally knew the meaning today. :D&lt;br /&gt; I cant wait for school tmr. Haaaaaa. Like real. hate sabbaticals and i hope they rot and die. Im going mad. I dont like mineee, its boring. Its like having english and maths lesson. NOOOOOOOOOOOOO): I want my icecream! Suddenly felt like eating Haagen Dazz Icecream today, which is like weird. Suddenly felt like eating alot of things, but wasnt hungry. just that craving ;/ Hmm, saw this dress at Esprit today! It's pretty and so is the price, a hundred plus, crazy. But ah well, i reckon it wont look gd on me anyw, who knows. My mum was like, you go out to the streets can find smth liek tht easily for just 20-30 bucks. Might be true. Haha clothes hunt! Im on a shopping mood! Whee cant wait for the Great Singapore Sales!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Escape into the night, away from the crowds, fairytale getawayyy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-306578435486443920?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/306578435486443920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=306578435486443920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/306578435486443920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/306578435486443920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/05/sometimes-simplest-things-bring-out.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-7517129514282809474</id><published>2008-05-17T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T20:59:59.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Negative feelings are unhealthy - again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i will not like this stinging feeling take over me. I will not let it get me down again. I will not be silly again. I will not be taken in again. I will not try anymore. I will not let myself get backstabbed again. I will not get affected. I will be happy and pretend nothing's happening. I will be ignorant. I will not be brought down by intefering ppl. So why do i feel its already happening to me now?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps im thinking too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-7517129514282809474?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/7517129514282809474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=7517129514282809474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/7517129514282809474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/7517129514282809474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/05/negative-feelings-are-unhealthy-again.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-8524881878453047814</id><published>2008-05-17T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T07:46:22.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Negative feelings are really unhealthy.&lt;br /&gt;Skipping is fun! Skip skip skip! I skipped ytd! And now my knee got a bruise. Haha so funny. Stood too close i guess. Haha. Wheee. Double skipping's fun. Triple's one too! Hmm i want skip more. Skipping makes ppl grow taller. Lala.&lt;br /&gt;Borders or Kinokuniya? Hmmm. I want books. Jodi Picoult!!! Haha she appeared in today's Life. okay i underestimated her size, hahaha. But yeah she can write! Her twists are so good k. I feel liek buying a whole series of her books. I want to read The Tenth Circle!! The pact's plot doesnt seem to move me. Hmm i wonder wht other books are there? Yeah so bascially. I seem to want books. I want a bag. I want a pair of shoes. I want a pencil case!! Hahah okay i want to watch MadeofHonour! Seems nice! And i've stopped doing quizzes. Even though i have loads more at my hands. Like 30 plus. But i dont need them alrdy lah. Its kinda dumb. I might as well blog proper. Then it'll look nicer. Quizzes are kind of bo liao. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;I feel baddddd. I think im dumb. Always not trying hard enough. So question is, am i dumb or am i dumb. Yeah, once dumb always dumb. Dumb already nvm, still dont want to try hard enough. Oh gosh, sorry ): I feel bad. Like really bad. Must try to make my feelings more subtle. If i feel really dead and bored, i shldnt like express it in my voice. It's so mean. Okay i shldnt even feel taht way. Its unfair. Yeah loads of apologies! Sorry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-8524881878453047814?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/8524881878453047814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=8524881878453047814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/8524881878453047814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/8524881878453047814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/05/negative-feelings-are-really-unhealthy.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-4663636733082270685</id><published>2008-05-16T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:56:06.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woohoo! Venezia's sorbet-like yogurt icecream is the bestttttttttttt. Its not very ex too! Whee i like i like! I like lying under the sun, lying on the track. I like skipping! Fun fun even though i have a tendency to laughhhhhh. I love exchanging shoes and i love the sweattttttt. Yay! Suddenly i appreciate the sun more.&lt;br /&gt;Got freaked out by this uncle at my bus stop. He is so damn scary. Hes like old and rly fat and all of the sudden, realization of him standing beside me, indirectly:p, dawn upon me. He was whistling, and when i turned to look at him, cuz he refused to move away, he was like looking at me back damn scarily, like the pervertic look. Oh my gosh la. I swear hes a paedophile. And aft tht he didnt want to move away, it was just so :/ And i looked at him again which he gave me the same expression, like this pervertic smile and gaze in his eyes. Urgh cannot stand it. Gross old uncle. Gah.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna hate monday. Gonna hate the weekends. Loads of stuff to do - again. Shan't rant abt it. Haha stupid yueling and rui sian. Their crap letter-.- So full of crap, i was like oh my gosh, they win liao. Haha. I dont want to reply ))))): School sucks. Sabbaticals suck. Fullstoppppp, as quoted from eva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SC2VYZlj9AI/AAAAAAAAAFI/OmWinPf_xnQ/s1600-h/DSC00096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200977391100621826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SC2VYZlj9AI/AAAAAAAAAFI/OmWinPf_xnQ/s320/DSC00096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha classic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SC2VY5lj9CI/AAAAAAAAAFY/aRHiMTyfh34/s1600-h/DSC00093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200977399690556450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SC2VY5lj9CI/AAAAAAAAAFY/aRHiMTyfh34/s320/DSC00093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahhhhhhhh. Im feeling the heat. Im retarded, im hopeless but im happy:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SC2VYplj9BI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/QyHwGseydzw/s1600-h/DSC00107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200977395395589138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SC2VYplj9BI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/QyHwGseydzw/s320/DSC00107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sorbets are love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SC2Vwplj9DI/AAAAAAAAAFg/HfD4Wpkj5X8/s1600-h/DSC00109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200977807712449586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SC2Vwplj9DI/AAAAAAAAAFg/HfD4Wpkj5X8/s320/DSC00109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty cloudish sky! Love my photographing skills(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Coveting for this love, this magic, this chemistry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-4663636733082270685?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/4663636733082270685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=4663636733082270685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/4663636733082270685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/4663636733082270685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/05/woohoo-venezias-sorbet-like-yogurt.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SC2VYZlj9AI/AAAAAAAAAFI/OmWinPf_xnQ/s72-c/DSC00096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325791.post-8994616153585581909</id><published>2008-05-15T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T07:39:27.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't been blogging for quite some time. Haha i just have so many to say but when i face the computer, my brain drains away. In sweetness and love, i think i'd jsut rather keep things close to my heart, remembering and penning it down might actually be the best way to reminisce such perfect memories with the perfect one. It's been quite a blast these days. From choc fondue, to strum/sing song dedication, to pencil case shopping to giving up and settle on eating instead. Hahahaa tons of fun in merely a few hours. Hmm I really appreciate everythingggg, every single thought and effort and MONEY (ahem) spent. Haha i know someone's goign to go, aiyahhhhhhh money not impt la. Blahblahblah, shall not listen. Im like goign to make a mental note of it, and just return them, in one way or another!&lt;br /&gt;School was boring, sian, and i hardly talked as much in school, or uh no. I just listen more which is amazing manzxzxzxz. But yeah, it kind of died off today. Haha! NYSL meeting during lunch. Wahpiang, some rly ncie teacher make a really nice remark on PSLs. Hah i shan't comment, but her remarks really pisses me off. Even the others and teacher including was like pissed. Its so irritating, like oh please, councillors cant do everything, and you cant say they are efficient either. Jiale, Lili and Jas can back me up on this. They cant possible take over everything, and i dno, the proposals they give us was quite um not up to standard. Which led me to think, has the standard dropped or smth in the quality of our student leaders in general? Even PSL so as to say. But yeah back to my point, we'll show tht teacher. Show her PSL's goign to make it the bestest ever grad night, and we'll make do with what we have, make do with the number of ppl coming. If she can find a gooood, classy hotel that the sec fours actually want, plus its cheaper than Marriott, then fine we'll hand over Grad night over to them. But if not, leave it to us, and we'll show you whats the real meaning of 'good'. Hahaha okay. Did puppetry for the childcare centres ytd and today. It was a happy thign because the kids are sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo CUTEEEE!!!! OH my gosh! Damn cute, i totally degraded myself to their level. Thanks thanks. And jasmine i did not go whtever sound i made ytd!!! BUt they are jsut so cute! but i didnt quite get the hang of it ytd, so jasmine did alot of the talking, i was a bit stony, probably a bit sleepy. But ytd kids were cuter, even though they aint as smart or responsive as today. They were crawling over my lap, getting closer to us, and they lk like they are in push up positions, damn funny. Today's kids are damn cute too actually, not as cute as ytd's but they are smart!!! Like so smart, and they were like 'i like your story' and 'its good'. Woohoo, lovely kids. Love it when they wave to me, smile at me, and call me jie jie! Its a good feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, im wondering why ppl clubs/smokes. Im wondering why ppl drinks and do one night stands. I seriously dont understand. Smoking kills your lungs, shortens your lifespan, clubbing and drinking just waste your life away as you spend your time on things like this, which is so whtever. One night stands are the worse, its such an impure and ew-ish thing to do. Gosh, whts wrong with the world? Whts wrong with ppl who are so immature and think all this is plain cool when its so obviously not -.- Whts wrong with these ppl? Dont they haev a heart for their parents who rly love them? Ah well, im just being random. My mind works rly weirdly sometimes. Till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If there's a word greater than love, it'll be &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-8994616153585581909?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/8994616153585581909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=8994616153585581909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/8994616153585581909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/8994616153585581909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/05/havent-been-blogging-for-quite-some.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-5255681875528996797</id><published>2008-05-12T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T08:09:22.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mondays are not nice. Haha ran in the morning, suddenly felt like running more today, so i went for 2 more rounds aft running with wingyau. PE!!! Last module already. So sad, i love Ms Chue! Shes so nice to us!!!! And and and she bakes choc almond muffin for our class. So cool!! Had fun during soccer today, played a roughly proper game. Haha whee we won 3-1! ;D i scored the first goal! Second goal own goal, hahah that one damn funny, i was just watching the crowd of ppl's legs kicking frantically right in front of the goal, then it just went in -.- Third one was by lili! Whee! Haha basically, the ball was hogged by mass of people kicking the ball wildly. Ah well, we need a bigger field.&lt;br /&gt;Watched Princess Monoke during lang arts. Urgh she keept pausing and pausing!!!! The whole lot of us behind was like so irritated by tht k. But anyw, it was not bad. Want watch more! Brain went deadd during math. Hhaha sucks, i conclude eva is most efficient when there are sweets or food given as rewards for work done. So next time we all knw wht to do to make her work for us :DDDDD And i listneed during chem today, wah, first time in my 2 years i listened to susan chew. Hahah, ah well. Maybe cuz she didnt digress as much today. Hmm sleepy):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-5255681875528996797?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/5255681875528996797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=5255681875528996797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/5255681875528996797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/5255681875528996797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/05/mondays-are-not-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-5238231110732583140</id><published>2008-05-10T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T18:12:54.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Deleted.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, these few days. Angsty. Frustration. Irritation. I feel like swimming now. At night, thats the best. They shld have a 24hr pool. Why doesnt singapore has tht?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-5238231110732583140?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/5238231110732583140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=5238231110732583140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/5238231110732583140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/5238231110732583140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-effing-dislike-my-sister.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-8108836209740521538</id><published>2008-05-08T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T03:31:47.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Swim swim swim! Hahah 30 laps gone. Thanks thanks ;D But fun fun, haha doesnt matter actually. Because as time is spent wisely and more meaningfully, that wld be even better! Wheee dumb uncleeee, so gross, keep blowing his nose right into the water. What the shit. Haha people these days. Woohooooooo i want go jurong east and play! Havent been there for supeeeeer long! I want use the float too! Haha i rmb i use to stand on it, sit on it, do all sorts of stupid things with it. Heeeeeeeh, i want to piggyback in the water! Cuz i can carry ppl even if they are heavier than me. Lalalaaaa! :D Fun fun. Wheeeeeeeee. I want cycling too! I want watch midnight movies! I want to bake. I want to watch sunrise. I want no school but loads of play ;D I want to run i want play tennis i want play volleyball i want to go to the beach i want more timeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;People are cowards, or rather they are ppl who sneak arnd, poking into ppl's business, trying to know more. Question is, whats the purpose? I live the way i want. Cowardly actions, for you read and you dont even as much as tag. Haha what a joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-8108836209740521538?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/8108836209740521538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=8108836209740521538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/8108836209740521538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/8108836209740521538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/05/swim-swim-swim-hahah-30-laps-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-898811488684025843</id><published>2008-05-07T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T07:47:49.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is a pissing day.&lt;br /&gt;School was fine. The bus driver was so not fine. I really detest bus drivers like him, so damn rigid, and purposely make life hard for students. Its like my dno how many encounter with such drivers. Seriously whts their problem with students having to pay adult fare when they are obviously a student?!?!? Like of course we have to pay using coins if we forget to bring our ez link card right, still stupidly ask us to show them our cards to PROVE we are students -.- No brains. They just want to eat more money. Then second one is this stupid ah neh. Seriously, which rule in her shop says tht ppl who are above 13 cnt TOUCH or TRY OUT the games or toys or whtever you call tht. So if parents were to buy for their kids they cnt try it out too? Dumb shit. Shes jsut not happy that we are what, using up the battery for tht toy? -.- Crap, no wonder no business. Lousy. Eh thirdly, the stupid island creamery woman. Bitchy. Got nice legs got nice bod got nice face. But the face dont want to make use of it properly, give that look, haha i shall not use any not nice words, but shes like so whatever man. Make a bit of noise will die ah, she nvr spill water before ah. Wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. And i cannot stand it. Why dont people jsut leave me alone. Im happy with my life, stop bugging or poking your nose into my business. If you dont like what you are seeing, then dont go facebook, dont come my blog, dont go anywhere that i put my stuff in. Even if its curiosity, and thats to put it in a good way, then dont talk abt it, do you have to talk abt it, tell other ppl, spread the news and rumours that you saw me somewhere with my bf, or that wht i blogged and blah and all tht crap? Hello. Dont you have smthing else better to do? If you cant stand the pictures, then so be it, you cant stand the words and entries and comments, then so be it. Theres no need to share abt my life. Hah more like gossip but whtever. I shld have been used to it since sec 1. But still cant stand it. I knw i use to gossip, alot too. But now i jsut cut down alot, because i cant be bothered to. Maybe its time for the people out there to start giving tht basic respect to everyone, because as much as you may not like them, maybe you shldnt judge too quickly. Whats more you cant base yoru judgement on one aspect of her life. Oh well. Whatever. I dont care already.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm on a lighter note, im going swimming tmr. Hah, i love swimming, because it make syou forget everything. I love the cooling water that brushes past my face, the feeling of yourself immersing in the water, cool and refreshing feeling. And now i sound like im advertising for some swimming commercial. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-898811488684025843?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/898811488684025843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=898811488684025843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/898811488684025843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/898811488684025843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/05/today-is-pissing-day.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-4179704837950431182</id><published>2008-05-05T03:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T03:42:14.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Plunged into this fantasy; etched into this entrapment; sketched into this sweetness; carved into this love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-4179704837950431182?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/4179704837950431182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=4179704837950431182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/4179704837950431182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/4179704837950431182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/05/plunged-into-this-fantasy-etched-into_05.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-4276916614659466232</id><published>2008-05-05T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T08:34:26.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had the most retarded conversation with my junior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tassiewombad@yahoo.com says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;oh reeally????&lt;br /&gt;YES U ARE GIRLY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bestie. Confidante. Lover. ♥ ELEVEN! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DEMAND AN EXPLANATION! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tassiewombad@yahoo.com says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what explanation?&lt;br /&gt;*innocent innocent*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bestie. Confidante. Lover. ♥ ELEVEN! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-.- hahhaha explain why you make tht statement of me being girly when its apparent im not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tassiewombad@yahoo.com says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahaa wait&lt;br /&gt;i consult rs&lt;br /&gt;erm... our explanantion:&lt;br /&gt;1)cos u tink u r not!&lt;br /&gt;2)bcos u have bf?? hahha&lt;br /&gt;3)cos u have long hair :D&lt;br /&gt;4) cos ur sec4s r mature and lovely young LADIES!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;5) do u wear skirts other then sch skirts??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bestie. Confidante. Lover. ♥ ELEVEN! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hahahahah your firsst reason doesnt even make sense. i&lt;br /&gt;1) i think im not girly therefore i am girly? Uh no sense here please.&lt;br /&gt;2) Having a bf doesnt make me girly&lt;br /&gt;3) Lili has long hair does tht make her girly? NO;D&lt;br /&gt;4) Does tht mean every sec 4 is girly then? NO!&lt;br /&gt;5) Thats a question plus assumption, not even a reason. So you cannot suport your statement that im girly. Okay i shall confess yes i do wear other skirts but so do other gilrs. That doesnt make them girly(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tassiewombad@yahoo.com says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U R GIRLY!&lt;br /&gt;admit it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bestie. Confidante. Lover. ♥ ELEVEN! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha you cannot even support yoru statement!!?!?!??!!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;anyhow only!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;im not girly!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tassiewombad@yahoo.com says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) that was a crapy explanation given by rs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bestie. Confidante. Lover. ♥ ELEVEN! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just not tomboyish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tassiewombad@yahoo.com says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)so ur r gays???&lt;br /&gt;haha:P&lt;br /&gt;3)lilis hair can be considered short&lt;br /&gt;so...those OTER GIRLS r girly too! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bestie. Confidante. Lover. ♥ ELEVEN! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that just means every other girl is girly alrdy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tassiewombad@yahoo.com says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so u r gay! :D&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;with dan&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bestie. Confidante. Lover. ♥ ELEVEN! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;yep! im happy with dan&lt;br /&gt;and im goin to paste this conver on my blog man just you wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tassiewombad@yahoo.com says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok fine!&lt;br /&gt;wait&lt;br /&gt;dun paste yet&lt;br /&gt;let me say a few more things :D&lt;br /&gt;rs wants to add sth too! :D&lt;br /&gt;hmmm&lt;br /&gt;lemme c&lt;br /&gt;lets tok some nice stuff!&lt;br /&gt;RACHIE!&lt;br /&gt;is a nice girly gal&lt;br /&gt;who has nice girly frens!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;rachie&lt;br /&gt;rachie&lt;br /&gt;rachie&lt;br /&gt;oh man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bestie. Confidante. Lover. ♥ ELEVEN! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha one day im goign to whack you for calling me rachie. dont you dare call me tht in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tassiewombad@yahoo.com says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im obssessed with this word! :D&lt;br /&gt;lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bestie. Confidante. Lover. ♥ ELEVEN! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tassiewombad@yahoo.com says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i like it!&lt;br /&gt;rachie ! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tassiewombad@yahoo.com says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait&lt;br /&gt;the com hanged jus now&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to say sth&lt;br /&gt;BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYESBUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYESBUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES&lt;br /&gt;BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYESBUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYESBUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES BUHBYES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This Undeniable Chemistry. ♥ ELEVEN! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;YOUSUCK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tassiewombad@yahoo.com says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;oh whatever!&lt;br /&gt;be sure to post this on ur blog! :D&lt;br /&gt;i wanna ur frens to c! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This Undeniable Chemistry. ♥ ELEVEN! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you need a whack on your butt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tassiewombad@yahoo.com says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a NICE junior i am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA OH MY GOSH. Thanks thanks. Shes obsessed over the word rachie. Haaaaa i wonder if im supposed to be honoured. :D Whee new blogskin. I finally got down to doing it. Even though i have tons to do but just suddnly felt like doing it. Random, as always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-4276916614659466232?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/4276916614659466232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=4276916614659466232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/4276916614659466232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/4276916614659466232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/05/had-most-retarded-conversation-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-7007767668733204762</id><published>2008-05-03T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T09:18:33.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ikea's hotdogs are loveeeeeeeee, especially when you eat them with a company ;DDDDD Lalalala. And the ice cream! Hee! Ikea's fun ikea's fun! Its been a gazillion years since i last stepped in there. And frankly speaking, i nvr have had really walked through ikea and look at the stuff there before. Uh hmm pathetic but haha its nvr too late! Had a superbly fun time walking around and doing rly retarded stuff. Tralalala, took nice nice and artistic photos. Thanks to me lah, hahahaha, im like gooooood. Okay going high alrdy :p shall go ikea sometime soon! Again! Weddings today were okay, my voice only rly warmed up at the second one, which sucks cuz the first one i had more to sing. Gahhh stupid voice): Money money anyway! Hahah must save money ;D Or else later no money alrdy. Wanted to post pictures, but then again forget it. Sadly i forgot to take pictures of the beloved hotdogs! Memories!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-7007767668733204762?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/7007767668733204762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=7007767668733204762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/7007767668733204762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/7007767668733204762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/05/ikeas-hotdogs-are-loveeeeeeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-6433211200543052727</id><published>2008-05-02T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:56:07.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha combined sports meet on wednesday. It was boring, the only attraction of the day was the free milo! Cheapo people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SBsu967K4WI/AAAAAAAAADU/xNZanlJ5_ig/s1600-h/DSC00080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195798236426330466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SBsu967K4WI/AAAAAAAAADU/xNZanlJ5_ig/s320/DSC00080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SBsu-K7K4XI/AAAAAAAAADc/lyFBQroempc/s1600-h/DSC00079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195798240721297778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SBsu-K7K4XI/AAAAAAAAADc/lyFBQroempc/s320/DSC00079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hwachong guys are so ungentlemanly, they were pushing their way in.Gdness damn kiasu, then i cldnt stand it and i was like 'Eh hello gentleman la" There were less movement from them aft tht but they were still liek some auntie lah -.- Haha funny funny. Even though i thickskinnedly take 2 cups for myself, at least i not so kiasu! HAHAH! Eh 2 cups only whtttttt, understandable, it was very hot ;DDD Heheheh! And the only climax for the day was the interschool teachers race! HAHA NANYANG WON AGAIN!!!! LALALA! Go us! We were like so far ahead of the other teams, team a and b of nanyang won the first and third placings. the other teams as and bs of the other schs were like hahaha ah well. We rock!!! but we lost the novelty race for the first time in dno how many years, sadly. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SBsyJq7K4YI/AAAAAAAAADk/M5NoZGLQ_vg/s1600-h/DSC00020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195801736824676738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SBsyJq7K4YI/AAAAAAAAADk/M5NoZGLQ_vg/s320/DSC00020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SBsyJq7K4ZI/AAAAAAAAADs/lodKSsAwG1Y/s1600-h/DSC00083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195801736824676754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SBsyJq7K4ZI/AAAAAAAAADs/lodKSsAwG1Y/s320/DSC00083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha squashed brownie! It doesnt look gross la!!!! It looks niceeee ;DDD And delicious! ;DDD And dumb pictures! Look so funny! ;DDD Okay i shall be done with my :DDD! Whee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-6433211200543052727?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/6433211200543052727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=6433211200543052727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/6433211200543052727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/6433211200543052727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/05/haha-combined-sports-meet-on-wednesday.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_i-45Iveow/SBsu967K4WI/AAAAAAAAADU/xNZanlJ5_ig/s72-c/DSC00080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325791.post-3042799370027203817</id><published>2008-04-29T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T08:52:44.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh man, today's weathewr worse than yesterday. Super super super blistering hot. Damn sad. I was basically sweating the whole day. Hahah training hwachong is -.- Luckily i brought my skipping rope! Wheee skipped with wingyau first, keep bursting into laughter. we havent broke the 30 record yet! Then proceedded to play jump rope among me wy and qianwen. Fun fun fun! Hahah yay i love jumping in and turning around. We even sang the teddy bear song lah. Cuz its sort of like a kid game when you skipped on the rope. Okay it goes like this,' Teddy bear teddy bear turn around, teddy bear teddy bear touch the ground, teddy bear teddy bear go to sleep..." OKay and then we dont knw wht else happen. So when i finished all 3 tasks, as in literally while still skipping, i dont knw wht to do, then we just laughed.Hahah we just keep laughing only. Wheee fun fun, very fun to touch the ground amidst skipping ;D OKay then huiying shouted tht it was 5, and we just quickly rushed off like idiots, for the free ice cream cone at ben and jerry! Hahah we are all cheapo people. Ah welllllllll. So uh i went to vivo to get my free cone! Wahaha the long queue, and the irritating hot temperature outside. But the ice cream was so niceeeeeeee. Yay! But i guess the main point wasnt the icecream! HAHAHAH. It was um smth else. Of course. I rly dont like tht irrtating taxi driver. Some dumb face tht lks like a cheat and is a cheat! i seriously think he come act stupid, say he dno wheres telok blangah crescent, pretended to ask us whether its turn right or left, then aft a supposedly 'wrong turn', he suddenly was enlightened and drove himself to my house. Wht the hell. Sucker lah. Act stupid just to earn more money, pathetic. Seriously. Hahah hmph! Okay whtever. Tmr is csm -.- Boring sian boring sian urgh. I want to pon. But cannot pon. More sian. I dont like csm lah. No point. Only interesting part is the teachers relay race. Woohoo go nanyang! Win it again! For the dno how many consecutive years alrdy hahahahhahahahaaaaa. Go go go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-3042799370027203817?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/3042799370027203817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=3042799370027203817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/3042799370027203817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/3042799370027203817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-man-todays-weathewr-worse-than.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-6236952721179915720</id><published>2008-04-28T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T07:17:28.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is it just me or is the weather intolerably hot these days?! Especially today, omgoshhhhhhhhhh, i was sweating and sweating and sweating. Ew. I came out of an air conditioned place and soon later i felt damn hot. At night somemore. Tsk! Evil sweat glands. Hahha! Yay im happy happy! This week's been goooooood. Even though its slack but its good and fun and eventful and meaningful and of significance! Went jiale's house ytd. Was concentrating but haha started disturbing people. Its Eva's fault!!! When she came, i started to be distracted k. Hahahaaaaaaa, i still hate jiale's house for being so hugeeeeeeeee. Had to walk her 1.2km out of he rhouse to the bus stop, then a lot of indian workers and foreign workers, quite scary cuz a few of them looked at me. Stupid wingyau! She left me alone. So i got quite freaked out and i called jiale :DDD WEnt amk hub! More ;DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD Stayed at Macs almost the entire time, getting distracted quite easily. Haha! Today was quite cool, skipped the grand copthorne trip, which was lucky for me cuz apparently the lightings are horrid, the ambience is bad, the price was high. Marriot was so much better! I thought it was a nice place, mayeb because the alvin smth smth who was the person in charge was rly nice. Haha funny funny, i was a few mins late, so when i rushed in, he looked at me and was like, are you a student? And he only gave his namecard to me. Wahahahaha. but yeah le i think hes a very resposible and efficient person. I liek to work with nice people, so i think more or less marriot. The location's not bad too. So er lets jsut hope the outcome of the sec 4 assembly will be marriot! Propaganda, i'm so goign to promote marriot. Not bias k! But because its really good, its like we witnessed it, damn credible lah. Hahha who am i kidding! Jas and I even went to video the toilet, hahaha damn sua ku man. Hmm then it ended earlier than expected, so i rushed off mrt-ed, bought starbucks, figured my way around, sweating again -.-, bus-ed, happy happy happy, bus-ed back and ate. Hahahah woohoooooooooooooooooooooooooo. Today was not bad, i love seeing smiles. like seriously, it makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;AND NO QIANWEN, I REFUSE TO BRING MY BELOVED TIGGER TO SCHOOL! YOU AND JAS WILL JUST MOLEST IT!!! JIALE TOO!! AND WINGYAU AND EVA WILL MUTATE IT! HAHA EVIL POKS :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-6236952721179915720?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/6236952721179915720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=6236952721179915720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/6236952721179915720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/6236952721179915720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/04/is-it-just-me-or-is-weather-intolerably.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-5683573978222565222</id><published>2008-04-23T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T08:53:21.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Smallest things can be the sweetest.&lt;br /&gt;Last moments of sweet sixteen spent with someone special. Heh! :p Hahha,today recess, i was just walking normally with wingyau and qianwen, then suddenly i saw this candle thing at the newspapers area there. And wingyau just took my hand and ran towards there, leaving me no time to think what was happnening. Haha tht sounds wrong but yeah you get the idea. Then i realised it was a bday cake, for me! Fruit cake, yay nice change from chocolate. Heheh thank you people! Then lunch i was at the library, i sound like some geek please. Then aft the gay interclass math and science quiz, i went back class and realised there were cookies and choc from jodiefoooooooooo. That dumdum girl, hahaha! Why is she always so nice to me and the others?!! Tsk! She was damn funny during assembly, her expression and tone. haha think she grew more outspoken, because i rmb sec 2 tht time she really quiet until ... Haha ;DDDDD Anyway her cookies were rly nice! Wheee cant wait for gathering, havent talk to tht retarded clique for ages. Think we grew quite apart. And then melwee's letter! Omgosh la, i thought she forgotten, hehehe. her letter so cute. Thank you thank you thank you!! HIlton's cheesecake rly nice too! Heheh! My mum was like, stop eating so much cheesecake, very fattening. Then i was like -.- Fineeeee i alrdy ate alot, haha like almost half of the cake!!! Fatssssss, i shall go burn them off er soon. Thanks to someone lah, refused to share it with me ): Funny how it felt more like my bday than ytd, as in DURING schooltime. Yep! I dont feel like blogging anymore. Tired!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-5683573978222565222?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/5683573978222565222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=5683573978222565222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/5683573978222565222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/5683573978222565222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/04/smallest-things-can-be-sweetest.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-4619717834663591825</id><published>2008-04-22T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T09:48:11.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPYHAPPYHAPPY GIRL(:&lt;br /&gt;Overwhelmed, dumbfounded, speechless. All evil plotting revealed:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i stayed up until my bday arrives, but it didnt felt like my bday, even though i got bombarded with sms email and call altogether ;D That was enough to make me smile like crazy already. Then i woke up this morning feeling like its just another day. Reached school 5 minutes later, slowly walked to my class and then i saw this figure. And i thought i was dreaming. Then i took a closer look and then i just stopped and stare and i jsut went omgosh. My whole mind went blank seriously. I think my jaws dropped alot, i was so so so so so shocked. Seriously, i rly thought i was dreaming or smth. Like is this really happening? &lt;s&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Actually alot of questions like why he came, how he came, why is he there just flashed past my mind, but they were all replaced by my sheer shock-ness in me. I dont knw wht else to say, except you suck you suck you suck. Screaming and smiling. Sadly i couldnt do anything else, because Dan happily brought his frnd along. And i didnt want her to wait too long, im nice i know ;D So he has to go quite soon. Leaving me alone in my shocked mode still, smiling away in class, not being able to pay attention AT ALL. The tigger and eeyore was so cute!!!! The first thing cassy did was taking out their clothes. Haha thanks. I was hugging the two of them almost the whole of the day during lessons, smiling to myself, looking completely lovestruck and silly i know, but i couldnt care less. The cards were literally filled with honey! And i was furiously taking out all the cards and reading, each card i read, i die once. Also because i want to reach the last, or rather second last card as soon as possible. Curiosity!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Okay and then aft the bball match, town-ed, and realised how sua ku we are at posing for pictures. Haha! thennnnnnn, ate ice cream! I want to pay next time, aft realising how much was spent on me towards the end -.- Urgh! Hmm went forum toys r us! Fun fun, stupid toys and gadgets kids have these days. And we sat on merry go round. Omgosh i find it very fun! It makes me feel like a child again, happy feeling(: Then went to Giraffe! The palce where evil plotting really starts. I want to fast forward everything and just say tht the evil plotting is really really REALLY evil! Shock beyond words, eyes shining in the dark, mind filled with nothing but more blankess, heart feels with disbelief. Is today really my bday? haha omgosh. Last card finally got delivered. And also an extra smth, which i didnt expect at all. Yep i was so happy, smth within me just triggers smth else out of me :D &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;Haha only Dan understands ;D Yeah thanks to him, my bday is so memorable, thanks to him, my bday is made the sweetest and most amazing and best ever spent, thanks to him, i can forget and forgo the small bit of disappointment that some impt frnds forgot my bday. Yeah. even though just having his wishes are impt enough alrdy, sometimes it kind of hurts a little when your best of frnds dont even remember, or when some frnds knw its your bday but they dont wish you anything. I think acquaintences rmb even better. Haha, thanks to Dan again, he gave me my first bday cake and sang me first bday song. Actually he was the only one, so yeah whicih makes all the difference!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/s&gt;Smiles smiles smile and more smiles. More pleasant surprises, more sweet shocks. The whole day was just filled with blank minds and shocked feelings and not to forget, sweetness overflow in my heart. YAY!!!!! :D I surprised myself even, because im nota person who ___ so easily, and yet i ___, and i was like oh my gosh whts wrong with me when i ____. Haha oh well love gives you the strangest feelings and actions unexplainable unpredictable!&lt;br /&gt;Okay before anyone say i zhong se qing you, which i actually uh haha nvm, yep i;ve to thank jiale,wingyau,eva,jiaqi,jasmine,qianwen for the present they gave! Tee and memo pads! Hahah stupid wingyau! Purposely buy the memo pads cuz i love fruits and orange juice in particular. And the card is so retarded! Hahaaaa nvm, im still the most goodlooking, intelligent and witty people in the whole world!!! Tadah! Plus it was filled with jasmine's beloved sheep, shes rly goign to plant sheeps in my life to make me like them -.- Hahah funny. Kaiyu's candle/soap thingthing and funny card ;D Yay shes nice ;D And jodie's cookies which i couldnt collect from her haha, another rly nice person ;D Thank you to other people who wished me happybday(: thank you for remembering at least ;D okay im being retarded, i've :D for many things alrdy, ahaha im damn happy! For whtever happens today, esp BEFORE&amp;amp;AFTER SCHOOL. Poof!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As love rushes through my head, all that wells up in my eyes are tears of joy and sweetness. And love shall continue forevermore.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;This sweetness and ecstasy that comes to me, my heart is where i'll keep.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-4619717834663591825?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/4619717834663591825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=4619717834663591825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/4619717834663591825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/4619717834663591825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/04/happyhappyhappy-girl-overwhelmed.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-506887385058974967</id><published>2008-04-20T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T04:38:19.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In school now blogging because of the lack of internet connection the past few days. Dumb wireless networks. Dumb pc ): Oh welllll. Anyway, had the most retarded conversation with wingyau on friday! HAHA hilarious. From chem lesson all the way when we reached SP. We were like, eh no SHEEEEEE was like very childish, hahahah funny la. I realised i always talk rubbish when chem lesson starts, maybe thats why i nvr scores for chemistry even though i dont really mind reading chemistry. HEEEEEEE. Weekends were weird, i did my work but it feels like i nvr do anything. Maybe because there are many things stil weighing on my mind. Like the sias and seminar and the assignments. Oh man im constantly whining and complaining, i cnt stand myself alrdy. Hhahaha but seriously, i still have to call that dumb Dell operator or singtel or whtever to fix my internet connection ): that will take like an hour. Goodie -.-&lt;br /&gt;Hmm whenever i thought of things to blog, i cannot rmb when i really am blogging like now. Everything just whoosh and fly away. The only reason why im still blogging right now, even though theres no content no nothing to blog is because the keyboard very fun to type!!!! The sound the feel, hahah omgosh im going crazy. Lalallalalala yay yay yay fun fun fun. I like this keyboard. Maybe i shld blog here early in the morning everyday wahahah. Whee class breakfast's on friday! Cassy happily suggested that rachel can do the chocolate truffles made last year. Funny funny. Choc truffles as in the cheapo kind. Hahah using cornflakes and all. And i insisted that i want to make jelly because its lying in the cupboard for ages and i wouldnt do it unless theres an occasion. Soooo even though the class wasnt rly enthusiastic abt it, thanks ah, i shall still do it. Woohoo busy thursday :D Tadah im currently a happy girl, the last day of being a 15! Wahah! Point is, er theres no point. Eva must get well soon! I shall give her my bday luck for tmr's match and her ankle, hopefully the other team will let them win la huh. Best situation ;DDD And eva wont strain her ankle! Go go go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart-filled misses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-506887385058974967?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/506887385058974967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=506887385058974967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/506887385058974967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/506887385058974967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/04/in-school-now-blogging-because-of-lack.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-98800993416423865</id><published>2008-04-18T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T09:21:00.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hula hoops! Haha random i know. I feel like buying one now and play. Because i was reminded of the hula hoops at toys r us the other day. Hmm, i rmbed how i couldnt do it, but my sister could. So i keep trying and practised until i could! And now she cant! WAHAHAHA. Heheh im evil. Crazy, ran abt 3++ km without knowing. Near 4? when its supposed to be only 2+ km. Thanks la thanks. Haha it was okay la, jsut tht if i knew, i would have ran with a slower pace. Dumdummmmmmmmmmmmmmm :D Whee next tuesday alot of thigns are happening! Its earth day! Haha forgt wht events jasmine has planned for green club, but theres Eva and Cassy basketball match! Fun fun fun. its so cool because ourmugger class finally go out together to 'have fun', well sort of, seeing tht we only go out as a class for cip or for ffair, and never to support cca matches and all. PLUS ITS THE FINALS!!! I was telling eva how excited i am for her. really. Happy too! cuz its like the last year for her and cassy, and they got into the finals for the first time in dno hwo many years. Hahah exciting maaaaaa! I hope they win! i want them to win, but of course no stress there. HAAAAAAAAAA :D Hmm and i dno if i shld be excited for this evil planning thing thts been going on for as long as i rmb. Or shld i be scared. And whyyyyyyyyyyyyy am i making my mind so confused. Dreams are dreams, illusions are illusions. Hahah funny ah. Shall just take whtever comes. Do i have a choice? :p Lalala, i repeat, i do not like cockroaches, lizards, any creepy crawlies annnnnnnd frogs. Blah.&lt;br /&gt;I shall figure out how to use flash soon, and do tht damn chem quiz get it over and done with and be free of it. I cant wait for next friday. Then the projects will be more or less dealt with. Hmm but theres still bio to go. And many hmwork. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. I want pull my hair out. Urgh. Plus the fact im not as smart as the rest, who dont have to self study so much at home. Or mabe i just have lousy time managament skills. Haha whtever lah, i dont wnat to figure, i just want my june. At least a temporary halt to work and all. Actually no, its study time for block tests in term 3. Okay im done trying to make myself feel better and failing it. Haha! School sucks):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-98800993416423865?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/98800993416423865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=98800993416423865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/98800993416423865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/98800993416423865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/04/hula-hoops-haha-random-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-8944824102986995633</id><published>2008-04-15T08:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T08:13:53.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;STRESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSED):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-8944824102986995633?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/8944824102986995633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=8944824102986995633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/8944824102986995633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/8944824102986995633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/04/stresssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-9131315396663499675</id><published>2008-04-15T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T08:19:07.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy day!&lt;br /&gt;Okay not very happy, i buried myself in the library for both recess and lunch, doing a lot stuff. Hectic days are here, all the workload is piling and they never seem to decrease. So why am i even blogging. Because. Just feel like forgetting everything for awhile. Its irritating when you arent on talkign terms with someone you actually care abt but tht person misunderstands or something. Urgh remorseful doesnt help. Sucks. But anyw. Yeah teachers love piling us with work. My weekends are gone. My next week is gone. Its quizzes SPAs worksheets projects presentations thats taking turn or occuring simultaneously. Greattttttttt. Way to go for procrastination, think i will never learn my lesson. So more library sessions, shall stuck my big faat butt in the library and do my work, isolate myself from the world. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;Hmm back to the point of a hppy day! Haha actually it isnt really that happy like i said, but yeah, words brighten my day. If not i will be so damn siannnnnn. I love the eeyore! omgosh! so cuteeeeeee! I feel like squishing it, haha but too adorable :D So yeah loads of loveeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; love is what keeps us going.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-9131315396663499675?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/9131315396663499675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=9131315396663499675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/9131315396663499675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/9131315396663499675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-day-okay-not-very-happy-i-buried.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-4874761655012538057</id><published>2008-04-12T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T02:08:15.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I swear i'm high on calories now. Thanks to someone who wants to stuff me with chocolates. Tsk. Evil pok. Haha anyw today was HSK. Some dumb hanyu shui ping kao shi. Three hours for a paper. It was so boring and lame because even when i go toilet, somebody has to follow me, to ensure that what? i dont talk to myself in the toilet? Hahaha funny funny. Then when it ended, somebody just had to surprise me, didn't know if i should go out. Cuz of the floods of people. yeah, and not forget the point where im infamous. Thanks la, if people like Ashleen know ah, haha everybody is going to kaypoh into me. Subtlety here i come! Thereafter i went Din Tai Fung! Wheeee! The xiao long baos were so good. They are like so much btr than Shanghai's one, where it was hard and the soup inside were not as nice as this one. Haha! And the place was kids-infested. So many littles kids! And they were so so so cute! omgosh!! I shall quote "Nowadays kids ahhhhh..." hahaaaaa, yeah kids are like so lucky cuz they get to eat good food so young when they will forgot they ever stpe into the restaurants when they grow up. Oh well!Then I spotted Toys R Us! Suddenly had the desire to go in, because too long nvr go in alrdy. Hahaaha and we were like damn excited or smth. So funny! We went in and played with the toys, i think we made the most noise lah. But quite sad, toys r us a bit small here. Go forum one! Wahaha! So fun, enjoyed myself. Lala and i saw Spongebob Squarepants toy, which reminded me of the patrick i played in Shanghai. Haha the teacher was like you did a good job acting as patrick by lking stupid. But at least i made people laugh :D&lt;br /&gt;Hmm i love preparing for Grad night! Its so exciting! I like calling hotels and companies because you get a sense of satisfaction when you get a good deal or smth. Have to start year end psl camp preparation, being the overal in charge last year wasnt fun. this's year overall i c didnt even know she was the ic until last week -.- Omgdness and i rmb i started planning during march alrdy! I'm sure she would need a lot of help alrdy. Haha but i rather focus on grad night, make sure many people come, i want to hit above 200. I think 200 seems so pathetic, people shld show a bit more school spirit and fun spirit and attend such events. Last year in Ny alrdy whttttt. Go hwachong is another thing altogether! Because its our last year in ny as a class. Hmm sounds convincing? Haha i think i just sabotage people to join. Pay deposit so they have to attend :D Go exco07! We havent retire yet! Wheeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-4874761655012538057?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/4874761655012538057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=4874761655012538057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/4874761655012538057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/4874761655012538057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-swear-im-high-on-calories-now.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-3985254459426717658</id><published>2008-04-12T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T01:41:56.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kop-ed from Jiawen's blog!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Would you chew gum after someone else already has?&lt;br /&gt;Er no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What describes your relationship status?&lt;br /&gt;Unsingle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who were your last 5 calls from?&lt;br /&gt;mum, sis, dan, jas, dan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Are you a heart breaker, or the broken heart?&lt;br /&gt;Haha im not a heartbreaker. Heart alrdy healed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Ever been skinny dipping?&lt;br /&gt;Nope, i wont ever do that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Earrings or necklace?&lt;br /&gt;Necklace, haha considering that i do not have ear piercings. And i do not look like someone with piercings k!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Who have you talked to most this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha i dont know how to measure that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Pumpkins?&lt;br /&gt;Uh okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Friend that lives closest to you?&lt;br /&gt;Mingjie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Color of your shirt?&lt;br /&gt;Ny pe shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How many years have you taken a language?&lt;br /&gt;you mean like chinese or english? Haha since i was born?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who’s on speed dial 2?&lt;br /&gt;No need speed dial. Memory is sometimes more efficient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is your background on your computer mainscreen?&lt;br /&gt;The default scenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you wish on 11:11?&lt;br /&gt;No? Why would i need to wish at that time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Good advice if you ever go camping?&lt;br /&gt;If it rains before you go camp, dont camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Are you a bad influence?&lt;br /&gt;Hahah im a good inluence k! HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What color are your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;Brown black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Would you rather have your name or your siblings name?&lt;br /&gt;I think i prefer mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Would you do anything for someone?&lt;br /&gt;Everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Have you ever been called a bitch?&lt;br /&gt;I guess. Long ago during sec one and two where people thought that 'bitch' was a hip word to refer to someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Fav. color?&lt;br /&gt;Many colours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you use smiley faces on the computer?&lt;br /&gt;Uh hmm like this :D or (: or :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What song is on?&lt;br /&gt;I'm Yours is being played in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Are your grades good?&lt;br /&gt;Uh not content with it. Cuz it isnt good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you ever think people hate you for filling these out?&lt;br /&gt;Uh why would they? I'm not asking them to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Would you date anyone on your top friends?&lt;br /&gt;On my top frnds list are all girls, i wouldnt date them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Does your best friend have a myspace?&lt;br /&gt;What century are you living in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Whose page did you visit last?&lt;br /&gt;Some webpage on teflon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Last time you went out to lunch?&lt;br /&gt;Just now only ;D Happy! Whee whee whee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you watch the Gilmore Girls?&lt;br /&gt;Uh whats tht?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Have you ever enjoyed listening to Jack Johnson?&lt;br /&gt;Huh?????????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Have you ever seen or enjoyed watching the O.C.?&lt;br /&gt;Nah didnt have any interest. Prison break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Do you have one or more Britney Spears C.D.s?&lt;br /&gt;Nah. Never really liked her voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Which radio stations are your favorites?&lt;br /&gt;No favourites. Jiaqi can probably answer a lot for this qn thought :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Are you a Lost fanatic?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Obviously i hardly watch the tv prog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Still have pictures of your ex?&lt;br /&gt;Nah. never really had them in the first place! AHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Do you have a song by Ozzy Osbourne in your library?&lt;br /&gt;Whos tht!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Alanis Morisette?&lt;br /&gt;Okay whos that again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Do you watch Family Guy regularly?&lt;br /&gt;I hate these questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. King of the Hill?&lt;br /&gt;Ew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Do you read trashy romance novels often?&lt;br /&gt;Nope! I read nice and sweet and sometimes sad romance chinese novels. English is another thing altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Do you sing obnoxiously in the car?&lt;br /&gt;Haha! I do not sing obnoxiously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Do you ever sing obnoxiously in the shower?&lt;br /&gt;Heh i sing alot in the showers, but i still can control myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Have you ever watched a little kid’s show?&lt;br /&gt;Yep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Have you ever pretended your other half was with you when they weren’t?&lt;br /&gt;Haha uh hmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Did you draw pictures for your first crush back in elementary?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Have you ever liked a girl/boy but didn’t ask her/him out because you were afraid?&lt;br /&gt;Uh no. Even if i like a guy, i wouldnt ask him out. Part of the reason is fear i suppose, but the main reason is more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Have you ever written a poem or story about your life?&lt;br /&gt;i should think not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Have you ever spent over an hour thinking about nothing but a certain person?&lt;br /&gt;An hour ah. Actually i can do that, but school and work deprived me of free time to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Have you ever liked someone because of they’re appearance?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm i will only like someone if i see that their character seems good overall. Actually you will get attracted to the appearance first, but you wont like them until you get to observe them and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Do you eat all the servings in the food groups on a daily basis?&lt;br /&gt;No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Are you ever a freak about cleanliness or organization?&lt;br /&gt;Cleanliness about the toilet maybe. Haha! You can ask wingyau about that ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Have you ever been to South America or Africa?&lt;br /&gt;Nah never out of Asia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Do you know how to knit?&lt;br /&gt;Nope! Maybe i should learn ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Do you have a cell phone or iPod with a patterned cover?&lt;br /&gt;Nah. Patterned cover is so gross on cellphones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Have you ever written love song lyrics yourself and put them on myspace?&lt;br /&gt;Uh i never have written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Do you keep a diary or journal online?&lt;br /&gt;This!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. When you open your closet, what is the dominant color?&lt;br /&gt;No dominant colour. Its just a variety!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Baskin Robbins or Coldstone?&lt;br /&gt;Baskin Robbins!!!!! nice nice nice!! Go malaysia alot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Physics or chemistry?&lt;br /&gt;Urgh okay uh i like reading about physics, but i dont liek studying for exams for both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Earphones or headphones?&lt;br /&gt;Earphones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Pink or teal?&lt;br /&gt;Pink. Teal is hard to match with other colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Earrings or a ring?&lt;br /&gt;Ring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Commitment or casual dating?&lt;br /&gt;Commitment. I dont do casual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, or Star Wars?&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter! Wahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Fly or road trip?&lt;br /&gt;Haha FLYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Starbucks?&lt;br /&gt;Coffeebean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. What is your favorite Disney movie?&lt;br /&gt;Uh all lah all lah! Hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Have you ever bought clothing at Sears?&lt;br /&gt;No, whatever's that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-3985254459426717658?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/3985254459426717658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=3985254459426717658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/3985254459426717658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/3985254459426717658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/04/kop-ed-from-jiawens-blog-1.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-4318647927110739403</id><published>2008-04-06T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T08:58:21.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Falling out, with two people thats very close to me. Feeling aint right, feeling aint good. The unsettling feeling it like acid bubbling in the pit of my stomach. Its a tiring feeling, having to yeah well. Guilt of course develops quickly, nothing i can do now. Right now, i just dont want to do anything yet. Sometimes, people get tired of playing the nice guy. Sometimes there may be a limit to a person's patience. Sometimes, it may just get too weary for a person to handle another negative feeling towards her in a short period of 2 days. Its not an excuse, perhaps asking for a person's understanding is hard, especially when tht person doesnt have a clue wht has happened to you recently. Yeah it just boils down to my fault again. I need to try harder, to be more understanding as well. I'm dying for things to be right again. Hpefully anger will fade away soon from the people i've offended, directly or indirectly.&lt;br /&gt;Walked to Vivo today. Alone. Treat it as gd exercise i guess. Haha hmm. Felt btr after that, must say thankyou for the money LENT and spent on me for lunch and trip back home :D Marche-d. Haaaaa second time in my life. Cool cool. Again, many thanks for the company and the ears lent. Or else i wouldnt have knw what to do, maybe crying in some corner and starving my ass off because i cannot go home, because some other really nice person doesnt even want to lend me sixty cents for a bus trip. But i'm not pissed nor upset, just affected. Okay i'm tired, physically and mentally. Shall sleep alrdy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-4318647927110739403?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/4318647927110739403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=4318647927110739403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/4318647927110739403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/4318647927110739403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/04/falling-out-with-two-people-thats-very.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-309300931811301240</id><published>2008-04-06T02:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T03:06:26.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Quiz time! Im bored.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Song playing at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;No Song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Reasons for living?&lt;br /&gt;Because you lived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you think you’re ok?&lt;br /&gt;Uh i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Ever donated blood?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Maybe i can try, like one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Favorite color(s)?&lt;br /&gt;Pretty colours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Accessories you usually wear?&lt;br /&gt;I dont even usually wear any accessories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. One song to describe a heartbreak in the past?&lt;br /&gt;Hahah its not even worth a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Last place you went to?&lt;br /&gt;Vivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Last person you went out with?&lt;br /&gt;Cant disclose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The most exciting sport?&lt;br /&gt;Haha exciting uh. Running and swimming isnt exciting but well close :D Tennis i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Ever had a baby?&lt;br /&gt;Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Movie you want to watch?&lt;br /&gt;Definitely, Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Any piercings?&lt;br /&gt;Clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. The most romantic gift?&lt;br /&gt;Most romantic ah. Hahah its many given by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Act on stage before?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, cant be bothered to count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Struck by lightning before?&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. You think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Danced with your loved ones before?&lt;br /&gt;Hahah if you call tht dancing then yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Ever wished you could turn back time?&lt;br /&gt;No for the millionth time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What would you do if you woke up one day to find yourself to be with someone from the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe im married by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. One song that’s meaningful to you?&lt;br /&gt;Haha havent been in touch with songs for months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Missing whoever now?&lt;br /&gt;Hahah uh hmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What will you be doing tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;School kallang home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Ever thought of robbing a bank?&lt;br /&gt;Nah. I know Dan has tht idea all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. One thing you totally regret doing/done?&lt;br /&gt;Hasnt this qn been asked?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do people like you?&lt;br /&gt;I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What was the last game you played on the computer?&lt;br /&gt;No game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Someone who means a lot to you at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;At every moment, theres this person who means more than a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.The color of your bed?&lt;br /&gt;Is it pink, or is it yellow, or is it beige?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you hate someone at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Definitely not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What do you wish to happen now?&lt;br /&gt;June holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Last time you ate pizza?&lt;br /&gt;Haha havent ate it for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Ever been given a ring?&lt;br /&gt;Not exactly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Do people think you’re weird?&lt;br /&gt;Hahah i think im weird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Movies now showing that you hate?&lt;br /&gt;Whats showing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Most important thing in your room?&lt;br /&gt;Bed!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Last movie watched?&lt;br /&gt;Spiderwick chronicles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Last television show watched?&lt;br /&gt;I cant rmb! Haven been watching tv shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Who is the person you want to see right now?&lt;br /&gt;My special someone of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Ever called a person useless?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm i dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Are you good at hiding your feelings?&lt;br /&gt;At times, im good. Many a times, im not good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-309300931811301240?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/309300931811301240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=309300931811301240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/309300931811301240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/309300931811301240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/04/quiz-time-im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-8111510597220038082</id><published>2008-04-04T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T23:16:20.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My legs and feet were really itching ytd! must be because of the rain on thursday. All the dumb insects and dno wht thing tht bites. Another reason to hate insects and teh creepy crawlies. AHEM!!!!! They are really gross. The idea of one crawling on me, oh man lets not even think about it. Hahah!&lt;br /&gt;Physics Blocks were disappointing. havent really been scoring in anything. Need to work harder, hmm. After realising some ppl tht is reading my blog, i concluded tht i cant really blog abt anything much alrdy. So dangerous. I shall go bury my thoughts smwhere else :D Just really happy! The card is really damn pretty! Its so cute! Haha :ppppp And shit la getting fatter. I need the motivation to run swim run swim run swim! I think i too lazy alrdy, no self motivation. Smbody run with me. Stupid wingyau, lazy pok. Run on monday lahhhhhhhhhhhh ): Maybe i shld get Eva seah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I do not like weekends!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who were your last 3 texts from?&lt;br /&gt;Dan Dan Dan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where was your default picture taken?&lt;br /&gt;Coffee Connoisseur! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your current mood?&lt;br /&gt;Im feeling siannnnnn. Why is the weather so damn hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;Hot pink! HAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who has the ability to hurt you most?&lt;br /&gt;The person who i love and trust CAN have the ability to hurt me, but doesnt do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could go back in time and change something, would you?&lt;br /&gt;Like i said, nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where was the last place, out of town, that you went to?&lt;br /&gt;Out of town? Is school considered out of town?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever had a near death experience?&lt;br /&gt;Uh not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something you do a lot?&lt;br /&gt;Smiling to myself. Hahaha not my fault k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a fondness for gnomes?&lt;br /&gt;Eeee no no! Ugly stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can you tell EVERYTHING to?&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;Uh hmm wed i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you right now?&lt;br /&gt;In front of the com duh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you still like kiddie movies?&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHHE. Yeah, cute what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you eating or drinking at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;That reminds me, i shall go drink water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s your favorite smell?&lt;br /&gt;!!! Smtimes i think i got smthign for smell but haha shant say whts my fav.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you thinking about right now?&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking about how to answer this qn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should you be doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;Proj stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person to upset/anger you?&lt;br /&gt;My mum. But thts quite long ago. Been feeling over the moon these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm nothing much. The fan whirring maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like working in the yard?&lt;br /&gt;No yard to work! Even if there is, i dont think i like the idea very much thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your natural hair color?&lt;br /&gt;Black! Best colour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats your favorite place in the world?&lt;br /&gt;Besides you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the holiday closest to your b-day?&lt;br /&gt;Uh i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your dream car?&lt;br /&gt;No dream car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone sang or played for you personally?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you broken a bone or had stitches?&lt;br /&gt;Uh not that i know of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone on your mind right now?&lt;br /&gt;Constantly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it awkward when you run into previous hook ups?&lt;br /&gt;Havent run into yet. it wont be awkward even so. I wil walk with my head up, no worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever done anything you regret while being drunk?&lt;br /&gt;Never drunk, never drink so never any regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything hurt on your body right now?&lt;br /&gt;Haha of course not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person to make you laugh? When?&lt;br /&gt;Dan:D On the phoooooooone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can’t you stand?&lt;br /&gt;Haha this question me, qianwen, huiying and wingyau were talking about ytd. Hmmmmmmmmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-8111510597220038082?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/8111510597220038082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=8111510597220038082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/8111510597220038082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/8111510597220038082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-legs-and-feet-were-really-itching.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-337044675600275082</id><published>2008-04-04T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T06:29:29.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. Where were you at 3:02 AM this morning?&lt;br /&gt;* Sleeping like a piggggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How did you get the idea for your Friendster name?&lt;br /&gt;* Thats lame. Cuz its my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;* Myself typing away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What color is your cell phone?&lt;br /&gt;* White!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you click on pop-ups?&lt;br /&gt;* Nope, pops up can be so irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you own an iPod?&lt;br /&gt;* Nah, too poooooor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What was the first thing you thought this morning?&lt;br /&gt;* More like who i thought of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Is the person you like older or younger than you?&lt;br /&gt;* Older duh! Will neverrrrrrrr like someone younger than me. Not even by a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What did you do last night?&lt;br /&gt;* Hmm was doing work and then talking happily online :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What are the last two digits of your cell phone number?&lt;br /&gt;* 35&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What was the last thing that you eat?&lt;br /&gt;* Chocolate! Oh man i have a sudden craving for ice cream. Oh no fatsssssss. Wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who is the last person of the opposite sex that you hugged?&lt;br /&gt;* Good question indeed :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What do you dislike at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;* The weekends!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What food are you craving?&lt;br /&gt;* Ice creammmmmmm! Island Creamery!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What did you dream last night?&lt;br /&gt;* I didn't dream last night. Too tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What's the last TV show you watched?&lt;br /&gt;* Some taiwanese variety show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What is your favorite piece of jewelery?&lt;br /&gt;* Hmm necklace or ring i guess. I think earrings can be so pretty sometimes, but im lazy to pierce my ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Name 1 person on your Top Friends who is most like you?&lt;br /&gt;* Uh most like me? I have no idea. We are all so different!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you always lock your door?&lt;br /&gt;* Nope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Of the people you've kissed, how many do you regret kissing?&lt;br /&gt;* Haha no use for regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Who is the last person you hugged?&lt;br /&gt;* Isnt this question like repeated or smth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. How many piercings/tattoos do you have?&lt;br /&gt;* ZEROOOOOOOOOOO! Tattoos are gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Where's your favorite place to be?&lt;br /&gt;* With someone i love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Who's someone you haven't seen in a while and miss?&lt;br /&gt;* Dan! HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. When was the last text you sent?&lt;br /&gt;* 5 mins ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Who is the last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;* My mum i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Have you ever done anything to start trouble?&lt;br /&gt;* Uh haha sort of. Ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Where do you wish you were right now?&lt;br /&gt;* Hmm outside to where i was about 3 hours ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Where do you live?&lt;br /&gt;* Singaporeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. How are you?&lt;br /&gt;* Alive and kicking and very much happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. When do you think you'll be married?&lt;br /&gt;* After 8 years or more. Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Did you ever think to yourself and wonder if you're really real?&lt;br /&gt;* haha the next question you are going to ask me is do you think the chair you are sitting on may be just an illusion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What celebrities do people say you look like?&lt;br /&gt;* Hahah those were the timessssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Does it annoy you when someone says they'll call but don't?&lt;br /&gt;* Hmm if it is somebody i really bother, i would be upset and disappointed, but not annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Do you ever feel guilty about eating meat?&lt;br /&gt;* Eh heheh not really! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-337044675600275082?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/337044675600275082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=337044675600275082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/337044675600275082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/337044675600275082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/04/1.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-7992693138265639471</id><published>2008-04-02T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T08:46:22.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoosh. Shall retype my entire post which got deleted away. Eh no, i shall summarise it instead. I learnt a lesson. To never psot pictures anywhere anyhow, because some people will use it to threaten me -.- Best. Or they will talk to whoever and whoever tells my mum. Haha but whts done done. Too badddddddd. Monday was quite boring until some dumdum smsed me 'im starting to like linden drive alot' Haha got toblerone and card in return! Dan just wants me to get fat, evil evil. How to finish. Tsk. Tuesday was dumb during language arts. This group suggested to make every household give birth to 3 children in FIVE years as a compulsory duty in a new civilisation. AHAHA then wont everybody have to be sexually active in the first few years of their marrigae?! The funniest thing was melissa suggested that everybody has to keep as quiet as possible aft 10pm every night to facilitate reproduction. Oh my gosh lah! Thats so wht the ?!?!?!?!??!?! Me and lili went on thinking and talking abt it. Haha i mean imagine this country aft 10 pm silence, then everyone jsut uh set on their duty to reproduce, then they will all make the same noise!! Ew hahah! Okay la, not same noise, some higher pitch... hahah okay quite sick. Damn crap :DD But sooo funny!&lt;br /&gt;Hmm today was funner!Went to this ulu shop to eat high tea WAHAHA. The muffins are really nice! I like i like! Chocolate and banana, hahaha and its really filling. Though a bit sinful. Scones cld be better if there were strawberry jam. Darjeeling tea was disappointing. I think the packets one nicer. Oh well, i prfer eng breakfast and earl's gry tea anyw! Wanted to eat island creamery but too full alrdy, stomach cnt take it. Haha next timeeee! Whee shall not say anythign more alrdy. I just really really like the talking part after that :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It felt like a dream, an illusion, but now i've realised this is all true and happening. And it's been the happiest i have ever been.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-7992693138265639471?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/7992693138265639471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=7992693138265639471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/7992693138265639471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/7992693138265639471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/04/whoosh.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-5612470249200025052</id><published>2008-04-02T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T04:09:13.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Your status please.&lt;br /&gt;: Takennnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How many hours do you sleep?&lt;br /&gt;: Six. Hahaha i think i look more energetic than poeple like jiaqi who complains she's tired when she sleeps at 10pm -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Do you own a laptop or cellphone?&lt;br /&gt;: Cellphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Where is your bf/gf?&lt;br /&gt;: Tuition centre. I want to go tooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Last person you kissed?&lt;br /&gt;: Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you been to the movie in last 5 days?&lt;br /&gt;: Hahah last 5 days? Nah! There ain't any good movies now anway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Last food that you ate?&lt;br /&gt;: HAHA Chocolateeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 . Your dream vacation?&lt;br /&gt;: Many places. Europeeee here i come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Have you been in love?&lt;br /&gt;: Still is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you miss anyone right now?&lt;br /&gt;: Goes without saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;: Just tv sounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you collect anything?&lt;br /&gt;: Haha i collect really niec plastics bags, and really cute angbao. I collect nice letter pads and i used to collect stickers. Okay haha i collect alot of stuff. Wheeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Last time you took shower?&lt;br /&gt;: I just did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Have you ever liked someone so much that it hurt?&lt;br /&gt;: Yeah it WAS suffocating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Have you ever broken someone else's heart?&lt;br /&gt;: Hahah i think i did. But it wasn't my fault!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you could go back in time and change things, would you?&lt;br /&gt;: Nope. I think everythign happens for a reason. Things may be bad but you get to learn from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Whats in your mind?&lt;br /&gt;: Hahah question should be who!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. How do you feel right now?&lt;br /&gt;: Fuuuuuuuuuuull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What was the last SMS you receive about?&lt;br /&gt;: Hhaha personal stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you smoke?&lt;br /&gt;: Hurhur. Never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Usual first impression on you.&lt;br /&gt;: I don't know. Nice perhaps. Haha hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;: My sistahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What's yr answer in no.8?&lt;br /&gt;: You can go check yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 . Where's the best tymee to eat icecream?&lt;br /&gt;: HAHA! When the icecream's goooood. And when you feel unsinful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What are you doing tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;: School. Blahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Were you a nerd in 5th grade?&lt;br /&gt;: Is that like p5 or something. Yeah nerd all the way. Happy nerd! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Have you ever been on Tv?&lt;br /&gt;: Uh hahaha once. Some minor stuff only though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Have you ever loved so much that you're willing to sacrifice your life for him/her?&lt;br /&gt;: If there's really a need, i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. 3 things about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;: Retarded, dumb but reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeally nice. Haaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What's bothering you?&lt;br /&gt;: School projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. What are you thinking?&lt;br /&gt;: When will our workload ever stop increasing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33 . Best childhood memory&lt;br /&gt;: Many nice childhood memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. 3 of your biggest fears:&lt;br /&gt;: Change, loss, loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35 . Would you ever get back together with any of your ex's if they asked you?&lt;br /&gt;: Haha i would never ever everrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Want to marry?&lt;br /&gt;: Yeah, definitely. :DDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. To whom?&lt;br /&gt;: Someone who wants to marry me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Alaska or Hawaii?&lt;br /&gt;: Hawaii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.Do you love chocolates?&lt;br /&gt;: It's like a necessity! Wingyau should answer this question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Words for the day.&lt;br /&gt;: It's loveeeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-5612470249200025052?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/5612470249200025052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=5612470249200025052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/5612470249200025052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/5612470249200025052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/04/your-status-please.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-3851518495102574741</id><published>2008-03-30T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T08:50:33.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friction causes wear and tear.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah, i dont like my sister. Why she never gets fat. Okay maybe except the fact tht she has a round belly, but shes still so skinny! When she eats a lot. Cannot stand it. Haha and she keep comparing my height with hers, keep wanting to grow as tall as me and taller. Shes 15smth cm and she claims she wants to grow to 170cm or even higher. Mad. Wht is the rationale behind the wanting to grow so tall for?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! I feel accomplished today even though i still haevtn freaking complete my essay plus reflections. But i cleaned up my house! Or rather the mess i made in my house. Hahh which was basically the livign room and study room area. It took me the entire afternoon, from one plus to about 5. Five hours leh, power. But i was happily cleraing them up. The papers, punch holes file file file, neatly stack and pile them. Then separate the differing subjects into diff files. And then i went to clear my study room table, wiped the table wiped the pc wiped the books, and now its so clean! Wheeeeee Im in a clean environment! Felt so accomplished after that! And then i did my chinese stuff, my math reflections ,my bio ws. Still got physics though, but as usual i dont understand a bit of it. So tmr i shall refer. Ahem. Haha okay i better stopped blogging. I shall sleep to prevent a worsening of my eyebags. Teeeedum!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-3851518495102574741?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/3851518495102574741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=3851518495102574741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/3851518495102574741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/3851518495102574741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/03/friction-causes-wear-and-tear.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-6864060958028011853</id><published>2008-03-29T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T09:27:08.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was being stupid. Haha actually not really. I was just irritated by some reason which i don't know. I was not in the right mood. I was worse than sian. Maybe to the point of pissing off. Hahhhhh funny funny. I was sulking, literally. I didnt wait for my family to eat finish, i just wlaked off by myself, alone. Walked around Marine parade then walked to ntuc. Was feeling so sian that i feel sleepy. I guess i was moodswinging, pmsing or whtever it is. And then there was this flood of sweetness through messages. Seriously sweetness which lit up my face immediately, and i was smiling like crazy. At first it was a small smile, then it grew and grew into a grin, and then into this nooise you make when you are happy, and then giggling and then laughter. Haha even I think i lk like an insane person. Im smiling to a phone. Hahahaaaaaaa. Annnnnnnnd then i finally realised whts bothering me all these while, and whats really making me so unme. Its not rly much of a moodswing. Its more of an absence tht causes that. Heh yep, quite sad. But happy all the same. Sweetness is really good. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;Had tonnes of work left undone. I really hate the teachers and the school. Smth is wrong with them and their brains. Do they find joy in showering us with hmwork and projcs and nvr ending deadlines? Do they purposely make the deadlines of hmwork clash, and make it seem coincidental. Like alot of them was supposedly fall on friday, then got extended to next monday? Not sayign tht extension is no good. Its good but we need our weekends, hello?!?!?!?! Cant they give a deadline like tuesday or wednesday. One more day is btr than nothing. Haha im getting irritated all over again. Blah. How to finishhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh? How. I lk at my messy table, lk at the moutnains of papers piled up, very disorganized, very untidy, and i know i need to clear all of them up, becfore i have the mood to study. I prefer start doign my work all over again in a neat and clean environment, with documents stacked in place. Or else i'll be super uncomfortable, and i find no mood in studying, my mind will switched to a permanent holiday mood. Hahaha im so weird i know. Another reason to hate block tests cuz they make my place horribly messy, and aft blocks, you feel as if it's the holidays and school is over kind of mode.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, confirmation is next saturday. I don't know if im lking forward to it or not. Rehearsal today was so dumb. Seriously, we go there just to know where we sit and how we lined up? Waste of time. They can easily lined us up and show us wher we sit in a word doc or smth. But oh well, guess they need the godparents to be informed as well. Actually, theres nth exciting about it. No wonder they say it will just be another day. Maybe, let's hope it holds as a significant day for me. And then took a few pictures with rachel and bernice. Haha piggybacked rachel, proving tht shes really light. Hahah truth to be told, shes nice to piggybacked. I think she ought to know. Cuz shes rly petite and light. Wahaha okay she shld be proud of her lightness. Not like me, i shudder at the thought of smbody piggybacking me. Someone said i look light enough to be piggybacked, i said no thanks straight away. Hahaaaaaaaa funny man. I got heavy bones heavy fats. Anyw, i m tiredddddddd. Very tired. Eyes drooping, even thoguh i woke at 11 today. Pig alrdy. But i shall go to sleep, and die tmr doing hmwork. I bet my class alrdy finished half the work given. I guess my heart is just smwhere else, heeeee. Oh and i got back chinese paper. Failed compo, both smmore. Yay -.- But my compre seriously pulled me up. I'm still gloating away with the fact tht i plus 10 and a half marks from my original. I'm pro manzxzxzx. Haha i'm so happy that from a failing mark i can go all the way up to b3. Omgosh i shld be crying if i get b3, but the compo qn was misleading, almsot everybody failed, and blahblah. End up the 67 i got was quite a high mark for overall in my class. Nobody got a1. About 5 got a2. So im considered lucky i guess. I btr buck up. I need to ace my chinese. Get a1!!!! But besides that, everybody in my class got an A1 for biology. Like 100%?!?!??!?! Omgosh?! They crazy or crazy? The entire level only my class got all a1. Wah mugger class la. Hahah i got like 52, then plus another 2 marks for bio. Gd gd. Satisfied. Math was okay, i want to get beyond 50 but only got 47. Class highest was 59 -.- Damn it. Being in a smart class demoralizes me stimes. I shall just treat it as reverse psychology then! Make myself work harder! Stop procrastinating and whining and complaining. Time to be really be serious and get my work done good and proper. Go me!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-6864060958028011853?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/6864060958028011853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=6864060958028011853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/6864060958028011853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/6864060958028011853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-was-being-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-1411606220423473106</id><published>2008-03-27T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T08:51:41.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. Name one person who made you laugh today&lt;br /&gt;` Haha evil dan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What were you doing at 0800am?&lt;br /&gt;` Library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What were you doing 30 minutes ago?&lt;br /&gt;` Having dinner and watching tv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What happened to you in 2007?&lt;br /&gt;` Hahha unhappy stuff which doesnt matter any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What was the last thing you said out loud?&lt;br /&gt;` I got a lot of hmwork laaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. How many beverages did you have today?&lt;br /&gt;` Only one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What color is your hairbrush?&lt;br /&gt;` Uh hahaha some colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What was the last thing you paid for?&lt;br /&gt;` Waffle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Where were you last night?&lt;br /&gt;` At home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What color is your front door?&lt;br /&gt;` Brown/Bronze?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What are you listening to?&lt;br /&gt;` Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What’s the weather like today?&lt;br /&gt;` HOT HOT HOT HOT HOT HOT HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What’s the best ice-cream flavor?&lt;br /&gt;` Cookiesncreme. As usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What excites you?&lt;br /&gt;` Hahah many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you want to cut your hair?&lt;br /&gt;` No. Tired of cutting. Hair hair please grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Are you over the age of 25?&lt;br /&gt;` Hahah nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you talk a lot?&lt;br /&gt;` Hahah too much sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you watch the O.C?&lt;br /&gt;` Nah. No time, no interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you know anyone named Steven?&lt;br /&gt;` Yep. Irritating immature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you make up your own words?&lt;br /&gt;` I used to. And then i advertise and laughed at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Are you a jealous person?&lt;br /&gt;` Hmm. I knw i get jealous if im sure its really smth thts reasonable to be jealous about. Yep, makes sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Name a friend whose name starts with B.&lt;br /&gt;` Bernice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Name a friend whose name starts with the letter ‘F’.&lt;br /&gt;` Uh felisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Who’s the first person on your received call list?&lt;br /&gt;` Dont even need to check, its Dan tthe dumdum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Have you ever not reply somebody? why?&lt;br /&gt;` Yep. Smtimes run out of msg, smtimes you have to ignore them so they will stop pestering you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Whose text message you kept on reading repeatedly?&lt;br /&gt;` HAHA! Secret!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you put your cellphone by your side when you're sleeping?&lt;br /&gt;` Nope. Cant anyw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Do you think of anyone when you're going to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;` Yeah(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you look at somebody picture before going to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;` Hahah good question!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Are you in love now?&lt;br /&gt;` You think? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325791-1411606220423473106?l=hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/feeds/1411606220423473106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325791&amp;postID=1411606220423473106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/1411606220423473106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325791/posts/default/1411606220423473106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardcoreinsanity-.blogspot.com/2008/03/1.html' title=''/><author><name>ch</name><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-12325791.post-2350448087259343854</id><published>2008-03-27T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T08:27:08.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wahahahhahaa. Wednesday! That was ytd. ;DDDD Fun fun fun! Like seriously enjoyed every moment. On the bus, just walking around, browsing around, doing stupid stuff, and so much more. Hahah nver knew how fun it could be. Shan't say much, details only the parties know, feelings i shall keep close at heart. And today! HAAAAAAAAAAAAAA Funny lah funny. My heart cannot take shocks well. I went swimming. Hmm happily deluding myself from the time when i was preparing to go swim to the time aft i finished swimming. Should have just confronted. Haha dont knw why it still came as a big shock to me, even though it really is supposed to be expected. Oh lets see, maybe because somebody purposely tricked me and lied about going to bathe. Maybe. Maybe cuz i always believed him, even though i know hes always up to evil ideas. HAHAHA. Evil la. When i saw the sms, i almost screamed in the toilet. And i think my face was burning hot. Literally. Seriously, nvr in my life i felt my face so hot before. Hmm must be the swimming before. Must be man. And i saw it was uh, hmmm red. Hahah yah dah yah dah. And i couldnt stop myself, so idiot. Heh but point is, okay im secretly happy for tht shock. Wht am i tlaking abt. Hahah just happy. Love the card! As if anyone has ever done tht to me before, as if anyone showed me tht much love before. Uh hmm. Details are again divulge. I said more than i shld say. 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