<?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-23354449</id><updated>2011-07-08T10:56:59.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eiffel, I'm in Love...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>267</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-1889890732153800604</id><published>2011-05-21T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T22:14:10.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been what, 8 months since my last entry?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much has happened, SO, MUCH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess my point is, you don't blog when things happen, you blog when things don't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the absence is a good sign of living a good life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With that I bid you farewell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's moving on, to LIFE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-1889890732153800604?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/1889890732153800604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=1889890732153800604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/1889890732153800604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/1889890732153800604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-been-what-8-months-since-my-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-5549482583972033813</id><published>2010-09-13T18:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T19:02:10.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah, its been a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally settled into the heaat of summer, only to realise spring's rushing in in less than a week time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if I were to say the above in a caffeine-induced manner, it'll probably go something like: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZOMG I CRASHED MY LOVELY S07 TODAY YO! I MISS THEM HOMIES AND IT SUCKS TO BAD THAT I HFT GO BACK TOMORROW CAUSE I STILL WANT ME SOME 07!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no mood for a happy l33t entry now though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stepping into school seemed so, natural. Noon with her incessant ramblings of nothingness, Cy with the panic attacks, Hong Fi and his stoning, Lin Ken with his on-and-off-autism. I forgot how much fun it is to talk to Benjamin, or just how much I admire Molly for being so driven and focused in every lesson (Oh yah, yáll sould have seen her just now, SO focused). How much I miss JQ, LH and Cy's chatterings. Nat with her pink and Gossip Girling with MB. Isaac for being able to talk about ANYTHING. Heck even Ding Hao's crazy comments suddenly seemed so normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just, feeling really shit knowing that today will probably be my last day ever stepping into S07 as a class, y'know? Tutorials and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no more next year.&lt;br /&gt;Today's the last.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I woke up in time to spend a whole day there =) &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stepped into the class weary and uncertain, but I left feeling more sure than ever that wht I had in that one year was more than superficial bonds. The warmth, the joy the foolery, I had it all. Knowing so eradicated whatever bad air that surfaced inbetween.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, I cant help but feel so fortunate to have met each and every one of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With tht I bid you farewell, a final farewell before your A levels. I'm sure whatever time you have left is good enough for preparation to Ace the As, and that your efforts will stand you in good stead for the upcoming months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adverisities, upheavals, tears or fears.&lt;br /&gt;You'll do it together,&lt;br /&gt;Come what may.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-5549482583972033813?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/5549482583972033813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=5549482583972033813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/5549482583972033813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/5549482583972033813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2010/09/ah-its-been-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-1232861606258097292</id><published>2010-05-08T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T22:08:16.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yo8uudFXLws/S-VwGLKBD0I/AAAAAAAAAv8/XXQCpt53nIA/s1600/28829_388206094763_768514763_3704682_6939269_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yo8uudFXLws/S-VwGLKBD0I/AAAAAAAAAv8/XXQCpt53nIA/s400/28829_388206094763_768514763_3704682_6939269_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468900573887663938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;HAPPY LEGAL 18 MONICA-BINGGGG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, A.S.A.P.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-1232861606258097292?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/1232861606258097292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=1232861606258097292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/1232861606258097292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/1232861606258097292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-legal-18-monica-bingggg-3-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yo8uudFXLws/S-VwGLKBD0I/AAAAAAAAAv8/XXQCpt53nIA/s72-c/28829_388206094763_768514763_3704682_6939269_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-9169775983645988967</id><published>2010-05-03T09:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T09:57:00.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know why the heck is it that every frickin time I'm not in the blogging mood I have loads of things to say/ wanna blog about but when I'm actually logged in, all prepped up and stuff, everything just goes POOF and my piles of thoughts just evaporates to nothingness, which makes me very pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts are soo voilatile, &lt;br /&gt;Whoah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINK. HAPPY. THOUGHTS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-9169775983645988967?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/9169775983645988967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=9169775983645988967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/9169775983645988967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/9169775983645988967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-dont-know-why-heck-is-it-that-every.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-2544853036369055236</id><published>2010-04-16T00:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T00:48:23.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AAAEEEIIIRRGHHHHUUEEEE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like, you want something but you can't say it out because then people would know that you want something that you want nobody to know not because you're selfish but because your ego is sooo darn high you'd rather die than let people know you want that something but the thing is you really really REALLY want it and its annoying because you can't tell anyone about it which would probably make it better if you actually do tell someone about it because then it won't be so suffocating to want it so badly but I really really do want it but I don't want anyone to know about it but I really actually do one that ONE person to know it cos its hella annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW ?&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/23354449-2544853036369055236?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/2544853036369055236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=2544853036369055236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/2544853036369055236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/2544853036369055236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2010/04/aaaeeeiiirrghhhhuueeee-d-its-like-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-1600256456784999289</id><published>2010-04-11T09:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T09:16:25.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just wanna say, Leaf, I don't know how you do it (especially through e-mail) but you always always always make the bad seem a little better, ha!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friends are watching Police Story outside now haha (along with a Canto-fan also!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And and and I can't see my tagboard, its killing me -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever you guys comment, I luv ya &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, Mel, nun, srsly??? D=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That kinda mean you cannot eat meat right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you have to be in your room by like 10 or something?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or maybe thats just cause I've watched too many movies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yah, thats probably it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-1600256456784999289?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/1600256456784999289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=1600256456784999289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/1600256456784999289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/1600256456784999289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-just-wanna-say-leaf-i-dont-know-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-2991313340148867994</id><published>2010-04-04T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T21:23:22.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Why do all good things come to an end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Waking up in the morning to such a devastating truth can be very painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because after a sweet escape to dreamland you're jolted, awake, shaken hard and fast by the fact that nothing lasts. NOTHING. And it lingers, hauntingly, in your head that whatever you do, it's just not enough to make it go away, and make him come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In sweet remembrance, I thought, were simply sugar coated words to mask the bitterness underneath. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The truth just comes to you, choking, dry, painful. If it's this hard for me, I cannot ever imagine how it's like for everyone else. Stay strong Steff, stay strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I'm writing this entry I'm doubting my choice of having come so far. Far AWAY from my loved ones. Because if anything happened to them, and if I were to not be there, PHYSICALLY, I'd never forgive myself for having made the choice to be so far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm THIS CLOSE to my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;And THAT FAR to my loved ones.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first tear of sorrow since my arrival, on a sunday morn', I guess that explains the gloomy weather. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cry with me, sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And share me your tears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For mine's all dried,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From whimpers of fear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-2991313340148867994?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/2991313340148867994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=2991313340148867994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/2991313340148867994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/2991313340148867994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2010/04/why-do-all-good-things-come-to-end.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-3236242403763442593</id><published>2010-04-03T08:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T08:52:00.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh craaaap, I need to sit still and seriously SERIOUSLY get my head dead set on studying/mugging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics KILLS people, I'm telling you =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biological clock's screwed, again, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crappy, short, useless update but an update nonetheless! *waves fist triumphantly*&lt;br /&gt;BUT YAY I can finally READ my blog and the tagboard, cause MAC don't let me load my blog =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, probably one of the most entry I've ever posted. HAHAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, my friends say hi! They practically know all of you guys already, s07 and mossp, and Leaf of cos huh =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muach!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-3236242403763442593?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/3236242403763442593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=3236242403763442593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/3236242403763442593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/3236242403763442593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2010/04/oh-craaaap-i-need-to-sit-still-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-8706088142276347151</id><published>2010-03-21T05:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T06:00:53.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If anyone ANYONE has any remedies on acid reflux, pls tell me T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My oesophagus (or whatever you call that thing RIIGHT above your collarbone) hurts like crazy, I feel nauseous, and I can't talk because its somewhat swollen T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-8706088142276347151?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/8706088142276347151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=8706088142276347151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/8706088142276347151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/8706088142276347151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-anyone-anyone-has-any-remedies-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-8081098152525356159</id><published>2010-03-13T10:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T10:44:36.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OUCH,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know? Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't be this affected, &lt;br /&gt;Was just a passing remark.&lt;br /&gt;So, why does it linger?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-8081098152525356159?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/8081098152525356159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=8081098152525356159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/8081098152525356159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/8081098152525356159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2010/03/ouch-you-know-ouch.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-6831020155205572843</id><published>2010-02-28T11:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T11:39:36.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Not dead. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hello lovelies, as cliche as this may sound, I. MISS. Y'ALL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't say that just cause, I say it BEcause. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I really do wish I'd be able to pull all of you here to have some jolly good time doing nothing like we do it best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a tiny update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And honey, I havent forgotten 2/22. I wanted so bad to email/contact you and I WASNT going to do it via facebook =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY BLATED BDAY LEAFY &lt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-6831020155205572843?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/6831020155205572843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=6831020155205572843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/6831020155205572843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/6831020155205572843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2010/02/not-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-2791886488997826321</id><published>2009-12-24T23:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T23:18:22.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cause&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Tis'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;season&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;be&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jolly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;A&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;L&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;L&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;L&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;L&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;L&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-2791886488997826321?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/2791886488997826321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=2791886488997826321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/2791886488997826321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/2791886488997826321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/12/cause-tis-season-to-be-jolly-f-l-l-l-l.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-6564069354212824288</id><published>2009-12-21T02:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T02:18:50.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRFDAY DEAR &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;JESSIELYN&lt;/span&gt;. HEPI BIRFDAY TOO YOUUU~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *sings in high falsetto voice*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'know y'love me &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I know y'love me too &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-6564069354212824288?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/6564069354212824288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=6564069354212824288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/6564069354212824288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/6564069354212824288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-birfday-dear-jessielyn.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-1039177694989684953</id><published>2009-12-08T23:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T23:36:43.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I MISS YOU GUYS ALREADY OKEE-ZAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how's the christmas party going? Who's going? What's happening? Internet connection here sucks so bad &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been rotting hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the World Anti Corruption Day! And us Indonesians are really big on that so word has it that there's gonna be a MAJOR demo tomorrow (something  like a peaceful protest. Whether or not it remains peaceful we shall keep our eyes on it 0_0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna pick Natasha up tomorrow for retail therapy (mmhmm), expect some MAJOR haulage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. Forever21 and Topshop here is WAAAAY overpriced T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-1039177694989684953?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/1039177694989684953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=1039177694989684953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/1039177694989684953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/1039177694989684953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-miss-you-guys-already-okee-zay-hows.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-2474199325430227897</id><published>2009-12-03T15:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T15:31:33.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yo8uudFXLws/SxdoBFjj3XI/AAAAAAAAAv0/pbpzCirK-c8/s1600-h/joycemodel.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410907845189426546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yo8uudFXLws/SxdoBFjj3XI/AAAAAAAAAv0/pbpzCirK-c8/s400/joycemodel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; EVERYBODEH LOOK AT JOYCE. You hawtness. LOL.&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;3 Joyce so muacch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Kay. Overdued tag replies...\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben: My pasts? Lol. I'm assuming you meant post...?&lt;br /&gt;Leaf: Sure you can. Btw, how's the affair going *wink*&lt;br /&gt;Noon: OMG WOMAN YOU DARE? I post your cleavage one!&lt;br /&gt;Jess: Yeah lor... hopefully can pass lah!&lt;br /&gt;Joyce: AAND WE DID HAHA *points at glam pic above*&lt;br /&gt;Mel: Why you nv come to Yahaga T_T I miss you womaaaan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-2474199325430227897?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/2474199325430227897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=2474199325430227897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/2474199325430227897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/2474199325430227897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/12/everybodeh-look-at-joyce.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yo8uudFXLws/SxdoBFjj3XI/AAAAAAAAAv0/pbpzCirK-c8/s72-c/joycemodel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-2299674630310707038</id><published>2009-12-01T14:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T15:17:32.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To you, you, you, you and YOU. (yes the 5 fools in love)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things are going tough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you're gonna be TOUGHER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause you're&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; warriors or love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you're fighting for...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do we even need a reason for love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In love we trust&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Try hard we must.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Believe that one day the odds will work out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And fight for what your heart wants you to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not what your mind says to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're not fighting &lt;strong&gt;with&lt;/strong&gt; no enemy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're fighting &lt;strong&gt;for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's no losing here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you've got nothing to lose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only love to win.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; I'm off to my homeland! Cya'll real soon, I'll be awfully missing all of you =)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410163119358138754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yo8uudFXLws/SxTCsVpC2YI/AAAAAAAAAvs/r-S63itM2qY/s400/kelnme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-2299674630310707038?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/2299674630310707038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=2299674630310707038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/2299674630310707038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/2299674630310707038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/12/to-you-you-you-you-and-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yo8uudFXLws/SxTCsVpC2YI/AAAAAAAAAvs/r-S63itM2qY/s72-c/kelnme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-8668080060202949052</id><published>2009-11-27T23:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T01:06:48.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't been sleeping for the past 30 hours or so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post Menstrual breakout plus no sleep = pimply pizza face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO SLEPTOS EHEHEHE. So its time for extreme facial ala DIY at home. Feat charcoal mask and black pore strip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my sleepy stupor I present to y'all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408813066665225554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yo8uudFXLws/Sw_207cSbVI/AAAAAAAAAu0/95IMUFCmIVo/s400/thereal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unlike Shakira however, I'm not pweety and beardless. I'm kinda.... hairy. So I hafta shave (Yeah thats a flippin' shaver... I know I'm such a poser!)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408813083094987890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yo8uudFXLws/Sw_214pctHI/AAAAAAAAAvE/5bSxWixwWi8/s400/IMG000096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gotta clean em' all. She wolves have very tedious morning routines!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408826815748235298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yo8uudFXLws/SxADVOxH4CI/AAAAAAAAAvk/OenbkUAywyk/s400/IMG000094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aaand a little bit more....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408826812433615250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yo8uudFXLws/SxADVCa2yZI/AAAAAAAAAvc/pXmQrdOEHrg/s400/IMG000093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOILAAAAA!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408826804850552306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yo8uudFXLws/SxADUmK6bfI/AAAAAAAAAvU/zrrlWTgtgig/s400/IMG000091.jpg" border="0" /&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/23354449-8668080060202949052?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/8668080060202949052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=8668080060202949052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/8668080060202949052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/8668080060202949052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-havent-been-sleeping-for-past-30.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yo8uudFXLws/Sw_207cSbVI/AAAAAAAAAu0/95IMUFCmIVo/s72-c/thereal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-2187344710205385179</id><published>2009-11-08T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T21:48:52.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To reinstate the fact that I have a 21st century Edens family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro: Jumps and boinks around on bed&lt;br /&gt;Sis: EY....SHHTIHHSHH... OAWWWW! PAIN. YOU BENT MY LEG YOU KNOW!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Bro: Aiyah... your leg everyday bend one.&lt;br /&gt;Me: o_o *breaks out into mad, hysterical laughter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro: -continues to jump and boinks around on bed-&lt;br /&gt;Sis: EHHH. GET AAWAY. THATS BEBE YOU KNOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz we do it like its hot'! hahahahahaaaaa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-2187344710205385179?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/2187344710205385179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=2187344710205385179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/2187344710205385179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/2187344710205385179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-reinstate-fact-that-i-have-21st.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-3581210251402454684</id><published>2009-11-05T15:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T15:32:44.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seriously...&lt;br /&gt;Grow up shallow, childish freaks -_- &lt;div&gt;To prioritise little nitty gritty issues over TRUST?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes time to get my respect, and trust.&lt;br /&gt;Well you just lost mine.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOHOOOOOOOOOOO. These few days have been funfunfun. I really don't care what anyone else thinks, I don't see how they can find school boring/pointless this week. ITS SCHOOL MINUS STUDIES. Which makes it pure joy =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDK what they were doing but Molly totally pwned dancing. WAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a looong time since I felt this way. I actually look forward to school =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus Left 4 Dead today totally rocked the atmosphere today =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-3581210251402454684?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/3581210251402454684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=3581210251402454684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/3581210251402454684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/3581210251402454684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/11/seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-3372860019786745912</id><published>2009-11-02T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T23:00:23.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Juz cuz' my blog's not all emoish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sat there in the hall,&lt;br /&gt;Attempting my last Chinese paper-ever.&lt;br /&gt;I laughed at myself.&lt;br /&gt;For not knowing how to write "police"&lt;br /&gt;So I replaced them police... with UNCLE.&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/23354449-3372860019786745912?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/3372860019786745912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=3372860019786745912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/3372860019786745912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/3372860019786745912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/11/juz-cuz-my-blogs-not-all-emoish.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-7733140393836002837</id><published>2009-11-02T00:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T00:50:27.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>STILL NOT LIKING ZHE LI ZHEN AN JING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, dead meat. For Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I totally forgot about OP. Presentation in 2 days time, and I forgot to inform my groupees about the meeting tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead. Meat. Red, dead meat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-7733140393836002837?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/7733140393836002837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=7733140393836002837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/7733140393836002837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/7733140393836002837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/11/still-not-liking-zhe-li-zhen-jing.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-4973231212396272925</id><published>2009-10-28T17:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T17:56:05.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Worst JC day of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It snowballed so big, as we haplessly watched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;From morning till noon, not a single thing felt right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The atmosphere so tense, it's choking me bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-4973231212396272925?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/4973231212396272925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=4973231212396272925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/4973231212396272925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/4973231212396272925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/10/worst-jc-day-of-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-7030369774157429874</id><published>2009-10-27T20:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T20:32:05.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like tearing up every 5 minutes or so today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, just knowing that I'm going to miss out on all the sick jokes in class, conversations on the ride home, chit chatting in boring lectures/lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I sigh, for the umpteenth time, the feeling never goes away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-7030369774157429874?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/7030369774157429874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=7030369774157429874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/7030369774157429874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/7030369774157429874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-feel-like-tearing-up-every-5-minutes.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-68189459247429363</id><published>2009-10-27T01:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T01:48:16.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm on a roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy chat just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HF: Whats jaiho&lt;br /&gt;Me: It's from the movieee&lt;br /&gt;Me: Slumberland dogs&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eh&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wait.&lt;br /&gt;Me: SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Slumdogs Millionare. FTW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HONG FAI. I HOPE YOUR MSN HAS A CHAT CONVO HISTORY IF YOU DO GIMME THE PART WHERE LK TALKS ABOUT THE SIGNAL FROM GOD HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-68189459247429363?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/68189459247429363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=68189459247429363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/68189459247429363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/68189459247429363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-on-roll.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-2344716088342693430</id><published>2009-10-26T20:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T20:57:53.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alert, alert, catty post ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've always found it hard to completely like someone (that includes myself) I tend to find the tiniest flaws on everyone, EVERY. ONE. Maybe this is why I get irritated so easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is to note, however, that it's pretty easy for me to overlook the flaws and accept my friends for the way they are. In the words of Jodi Picoult (though I have yet to read her works) "You don't love someone because they're perfect, you love them in spite of the fact that they're not"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't exactly hate anyone now, cause if I don't like them, I simply avoid them. And if I ever do get pissed, I cool down pretty fast, right Ding Hao and Han Kiang? My PW groupmates whom I've pestered (and virtually screamed at) throughout this year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y'all know I have my bad days right? Right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today happens to be one of them, I'm not sure if its hormone induced, or HUMAN induced.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuz I've been greatly annoyed by this bugger and I'm not sure how to vent it off (I guess this is how I take it out, hoho). &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396891530019296594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yo8uudFXLws/SuWcQKodVVI/AAAAAAAAAus/ae24-1qIS-8/s400/bimbos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-2344716088342693430?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/2344716088342693430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=2344716088342693430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/2344716088342693430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/2344716088342693430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/10/alert-alert-catty-post-ahead.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yo8uudFXLws/SuWcQKodVVI/AAAAAAAAAus/ae24-1qIS-8/s72-c/bimbos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-8892545870033924977</id><published>2009-10-24T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T22:33:51.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey you =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw your post, and can't help but feel this sudden burst of warmth in me.&lt;br /&gt;It made me thankful for having gone through the JC experience.&lt;br /&gt;You DA MAN, dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's not even confirmed, yet, so, cheers to Rasa Sayang egg =D&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Also, to mah-man, Jess, I'm so proud of you. You've managed to go this far, and you've made a very brave decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well done. What's left to do is to STAND BY your decision and not let anything affect YOU and your decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the words of Kelly Clarkson once again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gotta keep moving on, moving on&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fly away, breakaway&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-8892545870033924977?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/8892545870033924977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=8892545870033924977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/8892545870033924977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/8892545870033924977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-you-saw-your-post-and-cant-help-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-185569749515990276</id><published>2009-10-19T23:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T01:22:23.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think what's boggling my mind the past 3 days is not really the question of going or not, more like the fear or letting go what I have now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stepped into JJ paranoid, irritated and remorseful, for not having done better. As the year progresses, I've somewhat come to terms with it, most if not all of us here are on the same boat, not exactly happy with what we scored. But we move on, life's not exactly fair and if it gives you shit, then throw it back and get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The culture shock was, well, shocking. Despite that, I've met some kickass mates, and these wonderful people are the only ONLY reason that makes JC life fun for me. Most people I talk to give me a wtf-fun? kinda expression when I told them how I felt about JC, stressful, yes but fun. *shrugs* maybe its because they didn't exactly have the blessing of a rockin' good class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not exactly a social butterfly, so I don't hook up with everyone in class reallly intimately, y'know. I go with my notorious duo Noon (yes that's her name, and no, her sister's name isn't Dawn, her brother isn't called Dusk either). I might not seem like the most enthusiastic person around, honestly though, I'm really am darn into class activities. There are a few in class that I'd rather avoid, because knowing myself, talking to them spells trouble, with a capital T. And me plus trouble, nuh-uh, I dont exactly have the best temperaments, and I so very appreciate those who's stuck by me even on my most PMSy, the-world-revolves-around-me days. I know that sounded harsh, to neutralise my sentence though, I truly do love 09S07, a few rockers make up for it. I can't imagine anyone getting retained, but what the hey I might just be one the sorry retained asses. This really doesn't matter anymore though, I'll elaborate later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on the boat we sail, my mates and me, we went through storms, turmoils and hailstorms but when it was good, it was good. We're always one to give ourselves one heckagood time after each round, class outings were always terribly fun and helluva party. With promos done, its another chapter closed. The next challenge would be OP, and with that done, it would mark the end of a whole JC1 year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09S07 would then progress to J2, a whole new field of obstacles awaits them. They, because I'm getting off the boat. With that, I wish them a very smooth journey ahead, I'm sure, I'm sure, that they will sail through it with As.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not concerned about retaining, I've already made up my mind, and my earlier conversation with Angeline and the news from my mum that my other friend is leaving too just solidifies my decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving for UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something I SHOULD have done earlier on this year, before I even stepped in to JC. I'm really kicking myself hard now for not having done so though, I think meeting 09S07 is going to make my departure HELL. I was not ready, thats why I gave up on the idea earlier on, I just couldn't see it, I couldn't see not meeting MOSSP almost entirely anymore, I couldn't see myself living independently, in a dorm of a totally foreign country with a totally different culture. But now I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But am I ready to give it up? It being everything here? It being MOSSP and 09s07 and all the memories I've had here? Just typing this alone pains me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have to, and I know leaving Singapore would be the better option, despite what others say. As you all know, I'm not interested in attending local U so there's practically no point in me staying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not backing out, HELL NO. I'm not backing out of the Singapore A levels. Just so you know, I'm pretty darn sure I can ace Maths and Biology, I know thats saying a lot given my current grade but I'm sure I can do it if I want to. I just dont want to delay any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, (dang its exactly 00.00), my decision is absolute. I'm off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's another issue. Angeline asked me if I have informed anyone, I said no, only because I made my decision on saturday. She said she almost cried breaking the news to her friends. Me? I don't think I'd cry, nope, maybe BAWL. Crying is too light a verb. Bawl-on-the-floor-kicking would probably be more accurate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty envious of Angeline, her school starts in May, mine in January, that means less time with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty scared of going to school tomorrow, because I don't know how to break it to them. Maybe I should just make it a quiet and fashionable exit. Y'know?&lt;br /&gt;I know that if I go to school tomorrow, I might just come home totally scraping the idea, that would kinda negate this depressing entry but you know me. I'm fickle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now (and lets hope it will apply the same for tomorrow) it's UK for me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how Jovina did it when she moved to Canada but she did.&lt;br /&gt;I jolly well have to as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the whole weekend with this at the back of my head, so yeah, it was a horrible horrible weekend. I'm also saddened my the fact I'm ONCE AGAIN FTW not going to able to live under the same roof as my bro. These 6 months have been great, maybe its because of 09S07, Dai Ling's occassional letter, and my brother's presence in the house. He's a havoc but without him the house is a quiet mess. I hate this part, I really do. We've been apart since he was born, this year finally he came to Singapore and once again, we're going to be apart. Maybe its fate but I refuse to choose "fate" as the easy brainless answer to our relationship. So SO SO angry that I'm no longer going to wake up with him by my side. Shit, doesn't he sound like my boyfriend now? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know for one long distance &lt;em&gt;kills &lt;/em&gt;relationship, I'm so envious of the rest of the class. For all you 09S07 readers, do keep this to yourselves, really. I think this is the best way to break the news to you guys without crumbling down, I don't want ANYONE to ask me if I'm going, because I'm giving a 20% grace chance that I might might might just stay here, and pestering me about this or talking to me about this might just reverse the percentage. I hope I don't sound pretentious oh-yall-r-so-gonna-miss-me here. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know going to UK is going to be good for my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I really want to go, but I really want to stay.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be surprised if this entry's gone tomorrow. I'm schiso like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-185569749515990276?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/185569749515990276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=185569749515990276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/185569749515990276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/185569749515990276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-think-whats-boggling-my-mind-past-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-2316242424946901943</id><published>2009-10-14T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T22:31:23.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To go or not to go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To uk btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A question I've been asking myself for probably the last 6 months or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was THIS close to going for Scotland before March Holidays, but decided to stay on for a little while, because I wasn't prepared for an independent lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am ready, but do I want to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm (possibly) retaining, I'm faced with the hassle of making this big decision again. And if you know me, I'm not exactly good at making decisions, I tend to choose the really crappy path to everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I torment myself for the As when I'm not even intending to go uni here -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've made some really good friends, it makes it even harder for me to...go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's a really irritating day, btw, I suspect its PMS/hormones cos I get irritated at...nothing...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *looks at tuna* Stupid tuna, stupid ass tuna, WHATCHA LOOKING AT. IRRITATING PIECE-A-MEAT!&lt;br /&gt;*looks at pencil, uses pencil* Stupid pencil, only can use to write, bloody useless pencil *proceeds to strangle pencil*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah pretty sucky day, taboo kinda makes everything better though. Oh I suck at taboo, I keep voicing out the prohibited vocabularies -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My partner in crime takes the limelight though, HAHA ZHI HUI.&lt;br /&gt;*looks intently at word -police*&lt;br /&gt;NINE NINE NINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICE! HAHAHAHA. Inside 09s07 joke though, sorry if you don't get it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-2316242424946901943?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/2316242424946901943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=2316242424946901943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/2316242424946901943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/2316242424946901943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-go-or-not-to-go-to-uk-btw.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-8452280853675887411</id><published>2009-10-13T00:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T00:34:15.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>viens divi trīs vienas du trys&lt;br /&gt;ras dva tri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one two three.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-8452280853675887411?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/8452280853675887411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=8452280853675887411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/8452280853675887411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/8452280853675887411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/10/viens-divi-tris-vienas-du-trys-ras-dva.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-3668071997844476296</id><published>2009-10-11T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T22:23:13.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Promos are over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its party time (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've known almost all my results. SO my fate lies in Bio. Pleaseohplease promote me =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWYA DOIN' MEL AND DAI AND JESS? Looong time no talk. I hope you manage to see this somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween's a coming soon. I'm going to attempt to look Edward Scissorhands and Cruela De Vil, just for kicks, practising theatre make up =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like watching a scary movie, anyone wanna join?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-3668071997844476296?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/3668071997844476296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=3668071997844476296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/3668071997844476296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/3668071997844476296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/10/promos-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-1592688750595872398</id><published>2009-10-02T18:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T18:14:43.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;On drinking possibly the most toxic poison ever discovered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just drank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;CORN. MILK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name itself sounds revolting.&lt;br /&gt;So I opened my fridge to get Vitasoy (which is my all time holy of the grail grail grail drink) and there was the stupid corn milk, lookin' all unsuspecting and cutesy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WHAT THE HEY, I JUST HAD TO BE REALLY GAY AND DOWNED IT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;GHEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda gagged the moment it reached my oesophagus, cause I guess the taste was so revolting my reflex action stepped in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the taste still lingers at the back at my throat. I have NO INTENTION on eating dinner. I never did thought corn and sweet went well together, save for cup corns, all corns should be savoury, EH EH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget Xando, Mary Chia, or Jean Yip, this is the real FO SHO' for the diet plan.&lt;br /&gt;EUGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-1592688750595872398?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/1592688750595872398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=1592688750595872398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/1592688750595872398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/1592688750595872398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/10/on-drinking-possibly-most-toxic-poison.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-6125130633842535000</id><published>2009-09-28T15:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T15:33:24.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Me=DEAD MEAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Chinese paper today.&lt;br /&gt;I know, I KNOW this'gonna sound whinny and all but I blame poor time management. CUZ I thought I had 20 more minutes to write 4 bloody 40 marks question when I only had 5. I'd be over the MOON if I can even pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this mean I'll flunk my As though?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its too late to get a tutor my Chinese, anyone anyone PLEASE recommend me one, pleasepleaseprettypleaseohplease?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, so disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;You know what's worst than that though? Seeing the look of disappointment from others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CSE Tomorrow, ah life's a blissful mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EwW, whats happening to my English? I know I made a mistake somewhere above but I don't even know WHERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TF?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-6125130633842535000?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/6125130633842535000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=6125130633842535000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/6125130633842535000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/6125130633842535000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/09/medie-for-chinese-paper-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-8612672131452545414</id><published>2009-09-23T16:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T17:09:43.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BRIFDAAY MELLIIEE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH TIME FLIES TOO FAST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you THIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIS (x infinity) MUCH!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-8612672131452545414?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/8612672131452545414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=8612672131452545414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/8612672131452545414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/8612672131452545414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-brifdaay-melliiee-gosh-time-flies.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-4015558675474707120</id><published>2009-09-21T03:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T03:35:38.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Modes(S) Moonking   says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHY ARE WE DOING THIS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Modes(S) Moonking   says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHEN THEY ARE IN DREAMLAND&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your worst nightmare says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;cos we're the noble souls of the century&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your worst nightmare says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but if anyone complains I'll be the queen bitch&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dude, a whole week of PW is enough to make me puke bones. 3 days of sleeping conecutively at 4 doesn't help either. It has been duo work so far, and I've endured the slacking. BUT I DO NOT TOLERATE COMPLAINTS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My promos T_T&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-4015558675474707120?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/4015558675474707120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=4015558675474707120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/4015558675474707120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/4015558675474707120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/09/modess-moonking-says-why-are-we-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-4915055568607128550</id><published>2009-09-20T04:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T04:15:24.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hong FAI FAI FAI FAI FAI, arentcha glad a post to amend my previous Hi-FI mistake? AHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesslyn PUNK'D me...&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHICKENBAI!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-4915055568607128550?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/4915055568607128550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=4915055568607128550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/4915055568607128550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/4915055568607128550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/09/hong-fai-fai-fai-fai-fai-arentcha-glad.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-8733987213191538296</id><published>2009-09-17T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T01:03:37.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can't take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pw 7 hours straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Increasing tension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teeth grinding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Hong Fi, for listening to me while I was on the brink of tears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-8733987213191538296?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/8733987213191538296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=8733987213191538296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/8733987213191538296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/8733987213191538296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/09/cant-take-it-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-1751880980707543487</id><published>2009-09-15T00:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T00:28:39.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As of now I utterly despise school.&lt;br /&gt;Even the thought of it is enough to make me vomit my bloody brains out of my nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; lets hope that'd change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-1751880980707543487?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/1751880980707543487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=1751880980707543487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/1751880980707543487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/1751880980707543487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/09/as-of-now-i-utterly-despise-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-5182755830366428292</id><published>2009-09-14T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T19:59:04.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not a pushover,&lt;br /&gt;You're THIS close to reaching my limit.&lt;br /&gt;Once I hit point blanc,&lt;br /&gt;And it's easy given the splitting headache I have right now,&lt;br /&gt;You're dead, red, meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bulls eye, got that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-5182755830366428292?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/5182755830366428292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=5182755830366428292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/5182755830366428292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/5182755830366428292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-not-pushover-youre-this-close-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-8219218679597486501</id><published>2009-08-22T00:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T00:59:14.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum said I have some screw loose at the docs',&lt;br /&gt;Noon said I'm a little crazy,&lt;br /&gt;Chian Yil said I'm like &lt;em&gt;siao&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Hong Fai says that on a daily basis so that doesn't count...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHEHEOHHOHOHOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bash.org and fmylife.com has been getting me psyched, so here's a few quotes that I've been bugging everyone else with (credits goes to the 2 sites mentioned, f' course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I thought it would be funny to fart in my roommates mouth while he was asleep. I walked over to him and pulled my pyjamas down and let loose. To my surprise it was a very wet one and I accidently took a dump on his face, he woke up and beat me until I was bleeding. FML&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ones below all pretty explicit and can be offensive ('specially if you belong to a specific religious group) So feel free to skip if you want! I've made the text white so that way you won't 'accidentaly' read it =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW GO HAHAHEHEHOHO OFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;spacecow&gt; of COURSE they had computers in the 40's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;spacecow&gt; how else do you think they invented jews?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;volt9000&gt; Jews aren't INVENTED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;volt9000&gt; jews are GROWN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;volt9000&gt; you plant a Jew Seed (2 ounces of foreskin) and it grows into a Jew Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;rollingbrass&gt; the way you can tell that they are ripe is that the nose to body size ratio is 3:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;trg&gt; so, my mom was putting in her CD with church pics but it wouldn't work on her computer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;trg&gt; so she put it in mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;trg&gt; now, the last thing I watched on windows media player was hardcore lesbian porn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;trg&gt; that got into the action right away&lt;trg&gt; so my mom puts in the cd into my computer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;trg&gt; opens up windows media players&lt;trg&gt; and the porn starts playing&lt;trg&gt; and when I realized what was happening I was like "oh fuck"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;trg&gt; but then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;trg&gt; she goes berserk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;trg&gt; she was screaming "THIS CD HAS BEEN POSSESSED BY THE DEVIL!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;trg&gt; and she took out a HAMMER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;trg&gt; and smashed the fucking CD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;trg&gt; it was the best thing ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;trg&gt; not only was I completely off the hook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;trg&gt; you have to love the awesome displays of religious apeshit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;trg&gt; I think if god existed, he put people like my mom on this earth to entertain us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-8219218679597486501?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/8219218679597486501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=8219218679597486501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/8219218679597486501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/8219218679597486501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-my-mum-said-i-have-some-screw.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-6640893437657415092</id><published>2009-08-18T22:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T23:01:22.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't felt this emo in a LONG time. Musta've been all the stupid remedial chem energetics I did just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which I am still clueless about, whats the point of doing a worksheet if you don't know NUTS about the concept?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm angsty, because PW is a pain in the butt. Because I cannot get any concrete, solid, useful advice from any teachers (they all seem to suggest different things), because time keeps ticking and work keeps-a-piling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I haven't done any revision and I know I'm in dipshit. Helluva baby, someone save me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because there are people SO ungrateful and selfish I feel like ripping their eyelashes off strand by strand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, its the time of the month (no, not THAT time of the month), where life just downright sucks and all you can do is hope that sometime soon, we'll pick things up again and continue from where we left off. Right now I just wanna sleep it all off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;How can something SO wrong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Look so frickin' right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;What's that trickery you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;I want a piece of it too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-6640893437657415092?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/6640893437657415092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=6640893437657415092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/6640893437657415092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/6640893437657415092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/08/havent-felt-this-emo-in-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-6759177217725322570</id><published>2009-08-11T18:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T18:32:21.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Death is an enigma I can marvel at for hours and get nothing out of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The passing of someone will always be solemn I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its disgusting how I'm barely affected by the tragedy. It disgusts me even more that I'm more affected by MJ's death than his. The fact that I'm still able to laugh, joke and stay normal is nauseating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I didn't feel the need to tell anyone, but for the most part, I guess I didn't feel his absence. Maybe it's denial, or maybe the shock hasn't set in-yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's lewd to think that I should be grim-but I feel the need to. I feel the need to be somewhat affected, but why am I not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-6759177217725322570?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/6759177217725322570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=6759177217725322570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/6759177217725322570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/6759177217725322570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/08/death-is-enigma-i-can-marvel-at-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-7105646149744350283</id><published>2009-08-09T23:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T23:41:42.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Having dinner with Angeline on Sundays are like, a refreshing blast to the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a way to get insights to old TKGees, cause her being in TJ I guess acts like a mini window forme... So I get to know what everyone else is doing. She's no spy though =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it strikes me that... people do change, and they have changed. Not that I haven't notice, I guess I just choose not to notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyeh, Dai Ling, sucks that we're not in the same class anymore. And Mel, Caraven and Hokkien Mee isn't the same without you either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and it's also freaky that 2 JJ people came to register today. What's even more eerie is that both of 'em are from the same class, and both are people I know -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-7105646149744350283?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/7105646149744350283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=7105646149744350283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/7105646149744350283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/7105646149744350283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/08/having-dinner-with-angeline-on-sundays.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-7915852996677095959</id><published>2009-08-08T12:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T12:33:25.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This post is but a meek attempt to imitate HF's entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我是章文雅.&lt;br /&gt;我很爱我的朋友.&lt;br /&gt;他们都很好.&lt;br /&gt;哈哈哈&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epic fail, but oh what the hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, S07 needs you there! Your presence is understated, but important nonetheless! I'm Also, who else would accompany me home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-7915852996677095959?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/7915852996677095959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=7915852996677095959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/7915852996677095959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/7915852996677095959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-post-is-but-meek-attempt-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-7733143616125272349</id><published>2009-08-07T21:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T21:19:52.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've REMOVED the playlist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally bliss huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gets really irritating COS THE STUPID PLAYLIST only plays 30 sec and jumps to another song and that totally sucks poop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm pretty sure you guys auto-mute when visiting my blog, eh? EH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National day celebration today. Comparing it to TKG, a very very lackluster experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-7733143616125272349?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/7733143616125272349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=7733143616125272349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/7733143616125272349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/7733143616125272349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/08/ive-removed-playlist.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-6122054211266976589</id><published>2009-08-04T22:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T00:26:07.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School has been hectic, pretty sure this goes to everyone as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My initial days in JC... culture shock. So many people from different backgrounds and mindsets. I never knew TKGS was that 'artsy', I've always thought everyone liked Literature, loves Drama and is loud, like us TKGees. Well apparently other girls are way more submissive (not that its a bad thing, no!) and more demure and less...wild. You get me huh, Leaf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From dreary lectures to last minute cramming of formulas to grabbing a quick bite before rushing off to the next lessons to brainless fun-times with classmates... I sure have been adapting well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to school and back hasn't been so dull either, thanks to a selected few who've made the rides THIS much more enjoyable. There's Chian Yil with her giggling and Hong Fai with his funny ramblings and male chauvanist Lin Ken with his twisted ideologies and Guan Zhi with...err...his mediocore facial expressions? We make a ruckus on the train...Maybe I shall do an official introduction soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My class has been great MOSSP, although I should warn you that my ex class has now a confirmed case of H1N1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers are either hit or miss. Somehow the XY's in my school have very unpredictable mood swings... (Bio students should know what XY means, right?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what's a class without drama, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all fairness though, my class has been great. S07 is the perfect blend of awesome weirdness... (IDK how the heck I came up with that) A hybird of people from totally different backgrounds and culture. An unlikely class, but we get along nevertheless. I've made some kickass friends, you guys are still kick ass tho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean sure, there's no more Jess to fool around with in Chinese, or Mel to talk with during Maths or Dai Ling to have deep conversations with, or Anisha to fool around with and definitely no more Granny to hug or listen to but S07 is great in its own right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I recollect and I get all fuzzy and warm, and I feel so so darn lucky to have met all 13 of you, because even if we won't have a chance to be as close as we once were, I can pride myself with the thought that at least, I have wonderful memories to hold on to. At least, I'm lucky enough to be blessed with such wonderful wonderful friends. Friends that accept me irregardless of how annoying I can be, friends that accept me for my sometimes obnoxius and overly demanding behaviour, friends that didn't mind each other's background/status... Friends that have managed to foster a relationship with each other on the purest of intention. MOSSP has been imperfectly perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we move on, and make new friends, we will. I'm constantly mentally kicking myself for being so bad at mainting relationships. Maybe this is why I'll die alone, with 99 cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure PW has been getting on your nerves eh? Fellow MOSSPian and the few S07ers who actually made your way to my humble blog? Those in Poly are not sparred with stacks of projects and presentations either, huh?&lt;br /&gt;Well no one said it was going to be easy, I guess we just have to grit our teeth, hold on to each other and hopefully brave through the storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conflicts inevitably arise, but it saddens me to see how much it actually affects our relationships. Hubster and Jess should know this better than anyone. I consider myself lucky that we've manage to patch back up after the silly disputes (which, in all honestly is mostly my fault) because most people just turn the other cheek and walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all starts from the seemingly benign disputes, then snowballs to a huge, complicated web of intricate conflicts, branching out and affecting eventually everyone. The sense of awkwardness in the air is unbearably choking, it is unpleasant to be caught up in a sticky situation which you were never meant to be in yourself. The friction between parties gets more heaty as the dispute continues. Someone's gonna have to be the bigger man, but who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patching up is harder than fostering the relationship itself, a lot of ego issues and who's right/who's wrong matters goes into question. No one person is at fault, but no one person is entirely right either. It's a matter of pride versus acceptance. I'm in no position to propose a solution, nor do I have any, but I feel compelled to at least point it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my words may seem bogus right now because after all I mostly don't really give a hoot about anything, but here's my heartfelt feeling, and my two cents worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, cheers to the 1.25 years ahead. A toast to my friends, both old and new, to the future that seems so distant yet unnervingly close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. I'm sorry for not replying to the tags, I hope this entry covers the replies, loves! My eyebags are now so prominent you can easily snug a dollar coin in there, and my pores have grown to the size of moon craters. I'm a hot mess. Oh did I mention, I'm getting even better at procastinating now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-6122054211266976589?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/6122054211266976589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=6122054211266976589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/6122054211266976589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/6122054211266976589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/08/school-has-been-hectic-pretty-sure-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-2908615135964173217</id><published>2009-07-29T22:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T22:56:50.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;amp; I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; you so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hohoho-hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude, what a way to ruin the otherwise dramatic entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hope you clever ones see these code in white.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;T'was purely written in the name of fun and boredom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Totally not directed at anyone -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-2908615135964173217?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/2908615135964173217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=2908615135964173217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/2908615135964173217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/2908615135964173217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-love-hate-you-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-616515111695000664</id><published>2009-07-29T03:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T03:40:32.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My life thus far has been bitterweet.&lt;br /&gt;As much as I dislike (hate IS a strong word) my school, I actually -kinda- *gasps* look forward to.....schhh-ool. Geek transmogrification. WTFBBQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being with friends who actually find joy in studying has slowly creeped me into thinking likewise. A fresh change from the closet muggers in TKG (I know, what an unpatriotic sentence, can you deny it though?) I still find studying taxing mind you, I only like DNA, equilibrium and *some* parts of Maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, my grades are still on the tangent of being promoted. Any deviation would mean going down the gradient of retaining. PHOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know, I suck so bad at maintaining relationships. I tend to grow apart from people if I'm not subjected to seeing them everyday. I'm not gonna question why, cause I know its laziness on my part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing is, we all feel it, don't we? Thats why we're haplessly struggling to salvage whatever's left.&lt;br /&gt;When you start acting nice, something's gotta be awry, where's that... acceptable rudeness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It used to be 'you suck', which translates to 'i love you, dear retard'. Now it's 'you've changed yeah!', meaning 'do I still know you?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you?&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/23354449-616515111695000664?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/616515111695000664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=616515111695000664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/616515111695000664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/616515111695000664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-life-thus-far-has-been-bitterweet.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-3334868286266407951</id><published>2009-07-27T22:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T22:32:04.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I find it nauseating when teachers act like they know it all.&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe they do. But at least portray it with with a sense of humility.&lt;br /&gt;Saying NONSENSE and ALL THESE CRAP right at my face just goes to show how little you are.&lt;br /&gt;Pfft, even with all the humble pie in the world, he'd still probably be up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. HO.&lt;br /&gt;Go waddle, go. Shoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-3334868286266407951?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/3334868286266407951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=3334868286266407951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/3334868286266407951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/3334868286266407951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-find-it-nauseating-when-teachers-act.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-8941927208483097318</id><published>2009-07-20T20:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T20:41:40.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I GOT PunK&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BIG TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU GUYS OWE ME TERIYAKI SASHIMI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEN NATALIE JOCELYN WEI XIN HONG FAI LIN KEN NOON CHIAN YIL. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-8941927208483097318?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/8941927208483097318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=8941927208483097318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/8941927208483097318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/8941927208483097318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-got-punk-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-8926005558405441441</id><published>2009-07-02T02:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T02:53:41.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Like WHOA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 2.46 am, I should be sleeping, but what the heck, a few minutes ain't THAT bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Common Test, and my school is probably the only kentang school which requires us to ATTEND LESSONS and have common test at 5 freaking PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, they obviously don't get that after a whole day of lectures and tutorials, we'll pretty musch be off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OFF. Yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so scared I'd retain I almost wet myself just now. I wasn't even this scared for O levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I had MOSSP around I'd either be&lt;br /&gt;a) Hopelessly dazing around with the I-do-not-cram-before-exams people or&lt;br /&gt;b) Cramming last minute info or&lt;br /&gt;c) Complaining that I have no time to study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have one whole alkane tutorial due tomorrow-pfft, you betcha, I won't even bring it to school.&lt;br /&gt;I have CSE presentation and GP retest PLUS Bio Common test on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I just got back my content quiz, which I flunked really badly. Eh, I know I wouldn't pass since I didn't even do half the paper, but apparently people weren't awarded points if they used general knowledge-anything sounds wrong to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats the point of sitting for General Paper when you aren't allowed to use general knowledge?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-8926005558405441441?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/8926005558405441441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=8926005558405441441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/8926005558405441441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/8926005558405441441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/07/like-whoa.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-5562844471309282831</id><published>2009-06-26T10:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T10:54:48.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cannot be HAPPENING. I was waiting for 13th of July for his last performance in London. WHY NOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never cared for all the gossips or allegations, I never cared for the fact that he'd undergone plastic surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in peace, Michael Jackson, you'll be missed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-5562844471309282831?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/5562844471309282831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=5562844471309282831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/5562844471309282831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/5562844471309282831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/06/no.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-4921283782356507930</id><published>2009-06-16T12:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T13:21:42.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Devil's radio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;There are two sides to an equation.&lt;br /&gt;Both equally justified.&lt;br /&gt;Neither wrong.&lt;br /&gt;So who are we to assume&lt;br /&gt;Or interpret.&lt;br /&gt;When we have no clue&lt;br /&gt;As to how the problem is solved?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1+1+1=(1)?&lt;br /&gt;A seemingly ridiculous equation,&lt;br /&gt;That begs for sense and sensibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are we to equate?&lt;br /&gt;This problem needs more than&lt;br /&gt;A brainless passing remark,&lt;br /&gt;So until you get the formula,&lt;br /&gt;Spare us your ludicrous double Dutch .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sides should be taken,&lt;br /&gt;Let the mystery unravel,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the truth will prevail.&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to see you,&lt;br /&gt;Red &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;your assumption-proven flawed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You played the very game they played.&lt;br /&gt;And you lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Title inspired by George Harrison's quote, "Gossip is the Devil's radio". Woo Beatles!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-4921283782356507930?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/4921283782356507930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=4921283782356507930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/4921283782356507930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/4921283782356507930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/06/there-are-two-sides-to-equation.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-3780315927640030475</id><published>2009-06-12T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T00:35:41.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;JESSIELYN&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;msn&lt;/span&gt; message, thank you!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I didn't reply, my retarded bro was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mapling&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The jitters is here again =( YOU KNOW THE O LEVEL SYNDROME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Procastinating&lt;/span&gt;, surfing the net, and getting&lt;br /&gt;depressed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh-la-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;laa&lt;/span&gt;. I need to get out of this vicious &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cyle&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-3780315927640030475?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/3780315927640030475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=3780315927640030475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/3780315927640030475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/3780315927640030475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/06/jessielyn-i-saw-your-msn-message-thank.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-6808042807770450295</id><published>2009-06-12T00:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T00:36:17.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh. Ehm. Gee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm crumbling.&lt;br /&gt;It's back, again.&lt;br /&gt;Bigger and badder.&lt;br /&gt;There's no going&lt;br /&gt;back,&lt;br /&gt;Cause ITS behind.&lt;br /&gt;And, whital, I chose this path,&lt;br /&gt;Thus this&lt;br /&gt;path I must walk.&lt;br /&gt;The path I paved,&lt;br /&gt;To failure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-6808042807770450295?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/6808042807770450295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=6808042807770450295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/6808042807770450295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/6808042807770450295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-1254910536343368253</id><published>2009-06-11T00:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T01:50:42.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bent on cathing up, I was.&lt;br /&gt;Determined, sure, all geared.&lt;br /&gt;So days went by,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing was struck&lt;br /&gt;On the list of to-dos&lt;br /&gt;Why, more was wrihten,&lt;br /&gt;Instead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the overdued tag replies, this procastinator is just so darn' good at... pro-cas-ti-na-ting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-1254910536343368253?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/1254910536343368253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=1254910536343368253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/1254910536343368253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/1254910536343368253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/06/bent-on-cathing-up-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-2358735202525680512</id><published>2009-06-07T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T22:21:13.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ELO. EH. EH. EH. EH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a rant slash meek attempt to ressurect my dying blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had dinner today. Yeah, interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh you know what's interesting? I LOST MY RETAINERS *screams in terrorizing wail*&lt;br /&gt;In Yohshinoya. Taka. Of ALL PLACES, why can't I lose it somewhere more sophisticated -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like talking about teeth to Angeline today when I stoned and realised that I left it there in the midst of laughing our asses off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHMIGAWD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the third thing I lost this year, I LOST MY IPOD A WEEK AGO FYI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am screwed, dead, pwned, *insertnegativeadjectives*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, and I haven't even touched a book this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel compelled to take a holiday job to make up for the things I've lost... Tag replies tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-2358735202525680512?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/2358735202525680512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=2358735202525680512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/2358735202525680512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/2358735202525680512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/06/elo.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-3457703004919942554</id><published>2009-05-31T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T21:42:45.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n5iT_OsByzg&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n5iT_OsByzg&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Always, ALWAYS. Brightens up my day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hear the cute, almost inaudible, mews? Yeah? HEAVEN IN A FURBALL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-3457703004919942554?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/3457703004919942554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=3457703004919942554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/3457703004919942554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/3457703004919942554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/05/3-always-always.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-6975921460797603529</id><published>2009-05-25T19:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T19:30:58.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a taxing day, even more so tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a horrible HORRIBLE day, I've been whiny and angsty since morn'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;The sun'll come out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Tomorrow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;So ya gotta hang on '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Til tomorrow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Come what may &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Tomorrow! Tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I love ya Tomorrow! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You're always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;A day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;A  &lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;w &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; a&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-6975921460797603529?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/6975921460797603529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=6975921460797603529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/6975921460797603529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/6975921460797603529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-exhausted.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-3707031298856397951</id><published>2009-05-23T15:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T02:21:30.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its 3.30 and guess what? I just woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, thats kinda what 3 all-nighters do to you. Been sleeping since 8 yesterday. Thats like, almost 20 hours o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH. LEAF MY MUM SAW OUR RELATION STATUS AND COMMENTED "nonsense..." ON IT. WAHAHAHHAA. I think she knows you cos she's seen you so its good =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-3707031298856397951?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/3707031298856397951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=3707031298856397951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/3707031298856397951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/3707031298856397951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-6620142501068949235</id><published>2009-05-20T20:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T21:29:05.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up with a swollen face-allergic reaction and throbbing headache, screw you prawn! So I missed school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looked like a lobster myself for around 6 hours, I hope it subsides by tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My CSL buddies sabo-ed me to go up the stage on monday to advertise Awareness week. Great, I've been fidgeting since 5, and will probably continue to do so until monday, whoever said adrenaline only lasts a while is DEAD wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio and maths test tomorrow. UGH. This is the second all-nighter I'm pulling this week alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;think&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I miss school. *gasps* the allergy got to my brain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but I'm not looking forward to school tomorrow... =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-6620142501068949235?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/6620142501068949235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=6620142501068949235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/6620142501068949235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/6620142501068949235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/05/gah.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-3580347620594510758</id><published>2009-05-19T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T21:42:21.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stumbled upon kitteh videos on youtube, never fails to brighten up my day =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got reminded of two hilarious kitten talks I had...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Omg, Hong Fai, if you like kittens you should totally go see that one! Super cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hong Fai: Huh? Hah? I only like small kittens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: O_o ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chian Yil: ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Dude, since when have you ever seen a big kitten?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-insert mad laughter-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk #2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noon: I miss my dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I like cats more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noon: DOGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: CAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noon: DOGZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: CATZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noon: Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Cos they're elegant, cute, sexy, feline-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noon:...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: YEAH. And thats why they call it CATWALK. *insert triumphant gleeful face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lin Ken: *pops out from nowhere* YEAH. They also call it CATFIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ...*murmurs and secretly wishes a cat would pee on him"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORD. I need me some kitty love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-3580347620594510758?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/3580347620594510758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=3580347620594510758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/3580347620594510758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/3580347620594510758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/05/stumbled-upon-kitteh-videos-on-youtube.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-5657671993203677582</id><published>2009-05-18T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:22:15.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sooo, I've been pretty annoyed-at myself, because I irritate the hell out of myself and because I can never meet my deadline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. To counter that, Imma make progress reports, to keep track of my nonsense and as a wake-up-call (caught you in the morning with another one in my bed... lalalalala) Digressing, here's two progress reports that you're gonna be seeing often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Etiquette report, just cause I NEED TO SHUTTAHELLUVA UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And procastination report-need I explain this more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I guess I'll just begin tomorrow onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EE *wrong answer beep* Minus point for procastination report!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OMG. I'M HAVING A HORRIBLE CASE OF BREAKOUT... =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-5657671993203677582?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/5657671993203677582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=5657671993203677582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/5657671993203677582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/5657671993203677582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/05/sooo-ive-been-pretty-annoyed-at-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-3330366384419603146</id><published>2009-05-17T21:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T21:53:39.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally had a meet up with a miserable few of Mosspians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What in the world happened to you guys *waves fist*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hafta' rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dontcha just HATE it when strangers who are asking a favor from YOU are rude?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUH. HUUH? I mean, whats the deal? You're supposed to be lavishing me with signs or words of gratitude and all I get is attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I was waiting for my family to arrive at the lobby from Hong Kong, and this lady came to me, no polite gesture or anything, and demanded "THIS IS 263 right? Where's W12?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was contemplating on rolling my eyes and strutting off but I decided to play the helpful stranger and told her " I think its that way *points* I'm not that sure though cos this place has like 10plus units".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she looked at me, nostrils flaring and breathing-heavy, called her friend, semi-rolled her eyes at me and chattered in some language and left me standing next to her like a retard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a few seconds later her friend appeared in sight and ushered her back, not forgeting to thank me. She on the other hand, globbed all the way and disappeared into nothingness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said globbed, cause I was too arsed to bother what her gait was like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, another tude stranger called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Arlow. LinkimKen ishit?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "erm? helo?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HARLO. LIMKINKEN GOT?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Oh, looking for Mr Ken is it? He's in Indonesia"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HAH. OK. GIVE ME HIS NUMBER"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Erm, I'm his niece, so I don't know who you are." (Obviously can't be bothered to be polike anymore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NONO JUZGIFT ME HIS NAMBAH. I'M A VERY GUD FREN OF HIS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: " *rolls eyes x10* His no is ********"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I CALL THIS NAMBAH NO ONE PICK UP"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:"I dont know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HE SAY WHEN HE COME SG HE WILL CONTACT ME WHY HE NEVER AH"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I. DONT. KNOW."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OK I TRY TO CALL."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she hangs the bloody phone up. Oh joy, that totally made my day. I didn't even know my uncle was called LIMKINKEN. He's called Ken, gosh. Get it right, say it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you grow hair in your ears, you two stupid rotten sotong balls-oh yeah, still not over the food analogy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-3330366384419603146?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/3330366384419603146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=3330366384419603146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/3330366384419603146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/3330366384419603146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-had-meet-up-with-miserable-few.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-5635134983033648924</id><published>2009-05-15T21:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T22:01:31.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm losing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know my sis is taller than me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinner than me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More musically inclined than me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Less loud and less irritating,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically an improved version of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So shut up. I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;FYI, beneath all these blubber, I have feelings too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not easy shrugging it off like I don't care each time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I'm THIS close to removing my hoodie display picture, cos my classmates keeps mentioning it and laughing at it HAHAHAHA HOODIE. Oh you mean people (HAI I KNOW YOU GUYS READ MY BLOG. COME OUT COME OUT WHERE EVER YOU ARE)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336045787005035298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yo8uudFXLws/Sg1xXyenoyI/AAAAAAAAAuk/tJw_YdRKhr8/s400/3me+n+mama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I miss my mum and bro. I miss my long hair too =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I forget, tag replies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaf: I KNOW RIGHT. Like, I know its redundant if it isn't public but I'd still like it to be somewhat private, you get me?!&lt;br /&gt;Joyce: OMG. HEY YOU. I'm holding up, thanks! Can't wait to see you on sun!&lt;br /&gt;JESS: HAHA. Dude, its getting stale lah!&lt;br /&gt;Hyeon: Yes I RARELY see you anymore can... btw sorry I took ages to reply this but are you going to Medan? Lol. Omg does your mum still read your blog then?&lt;br /&gt;ANI: OMG HOW CAN I FORGET MY MUTHU. AND YOU MARRIED JESS? WTH? CONGRATS LAH GUNSHOT ONE RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;Abs: JJ's hectic, as with any other JCs I guess, haha. I'm really worried for PI though, haha. Can't wait to see you loo Abby!&lt;br /&gt;Mel: HEY WOMAN. I HAVE SOME MOJO STORY TO SHARE. HOWS CHINESE? I CAN'T MAKE IT ON WED... CCA *cries*&lt;br /&gt;Nat: LOL. WTH. YOU GOT TO MY BLOG. From Hong Fai's I'm assuming, lol you sneaky you! *snatches Chace crawford*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-5635134983033648924?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/5635134983033648924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=5635134983033648924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/5635134983033648924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/5635134983033648924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-losing-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yo8uudFXLws/Sg1xXyenoyI/AAAAAAAAAuk/tJw_YdRKhr8/s72-c/3me+n+mama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-3206944766516273258</id><published>2009-05-14T00:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T01:11:21.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yeah. Third sucessive entry today, I'm so the bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days feel like...blanks to me. Like, tofu without any spices or ingredients, you know? Bland with a lingering sour aftertaste?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooo food makes such good vocabulary replace-sors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how you go trough like in slow-mo, yet see everything wheeze past you, and yet feel helplessly shitty because there's nothing you can do? There's no rewind button, cause you've lost it, and you're stuck in the past paced world where no one gives a damn. And you try so hard but you can never be on the same page as the rest. Thing is, you don't care that they don't give a damn cause you saw it coming didn't you? You knew you're going to be in this hot soup for the long run but you go for it anyways because... you thought you'd change. You thought that after all the rejections and dirty looks, you'd know better than to commit the very crimes that got you in this ridiculous mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishful and puerile, you never learn your lessons, do you?&lt;br /&gt;How many regrets must you withstand, before you wake up and fix it all up?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-3206944766516273258?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/3206944766516273258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=3206944766516273258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/3206944766516273258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/3206944766516273258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-3126304213685672725</id><published>2009-05-14T00:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T00:58:41.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I. MUST. STOP. THIS. NONSHENSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I attempt to shut down the computer, some bug somewhere always manages to snuggle in, pops up, and prevent the comuter from shutting down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN, I'd grumble and be *secretly* happy that the computer is still on, and use it till my eyes beg for some rests, then proceed to shut it down again only to wind up using it again because it will never off. *plays horror music at background*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the vicious cycle repeats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. Computer is evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel like oyster omelette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang it I have to STOP  using food as adverbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you beancurds holdin' up?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-3126304213685672725?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/3126304213685672725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=3126304213685672725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/3126304213685672725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/3126304213685672725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/05/i.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-6589774310963908953</id><published>2009-05-13T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T21:47:12.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like a soyabean cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dead beat, with horrible cystic hormone-induced breakout from the 'monthly', and hella paranoid because nothing can ever fall into place the way I want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not cathing up, each time I try to I fall further behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 2 chinese freaking compos, GPP and chemistry tutorial due tomorrow. Its 10 and GPP's going nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, on the other hand, am going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;br /&gt;W&lt;br /&gt;N.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-6589774310963908953?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/6589774310963908953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=6589774310963908953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/6589774310963908953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/6589774310963908953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-feel-like-soyabean-cake.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-581688934974254513</id><published>2009-05-01T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T23:20:59.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just backspaced a whole chunk of words cause I suddenly remember that my mum now frequents facebook, which leads me to the conclusion that she just might read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So because of that, I chickened out typing why I just wasted my labor day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just lost my rant haven =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PWned, people, is my current MSN caption. It's a PUN of PW (get it, get it!!!!) because I've been so perplexed over it that the word PW (ok, fine its an acronym) makes me want to puke my heart out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My English keeps slipping down like there's no tomorrow. My Chinese got worst, as if it's not bad enough, I can't articulate for pete's sake. Oh, DOES ANYONE HAVE CHINESE TUROS RECCOMENDATION? IN URGENT URGENT NEED OF ONE, PLEASE HELP =( And for the love of cheese and french fries, I've also lost touch with inferring, I used to enjoy Social Studies and Lit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I've been dozing off in almost every lesson, other than GP and CSE (which basically are all my non-science subjects). Half the time, if I'm not nodding off to dreamyland I'm scribbling poems all over my agenda. So now my agenda contains 70% of poems or half done poems and only 30% to-do-homeworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flu bug got me too. On tuesday, I sneezed probably more than I ever did my whole life, sneezing every 20 seconds or so. On wednesday my nose is a freaking tap with fluid mucus running down. On thurday the nose resembled the Sahara desert from all that wiping they day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but feel more and more distant with all of you guys, I suck at catching up, sorry =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT. I've also effortless gained 3 kg, I hope its a PSE (pre menstrual effect), or maybe its the carton of soya bean milk I gulped last night which I've yet to pee. I'm not even gonna mention egestion... oh but I just did. How unglam! *sits and crosses leg while sipping a warm cup of Lipton tea*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, here are the overdued tag replies, sorry for the delaaaay, I love you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda: Omg hey you! Haha, I've been seeing you less and less =(&lt;br /&gt;Jesslyn: Yah. Talking bout np how's it so far? Dover right come down to Jurong soon!&lt;br /&gt;Mel: YEAH. Omg I have to intro you to the black carrot cake at the hawker centre also!&lt;br /&gt;Noon: Yeah. UUURGH. But now its over =D But next week, eeeeeh, a whole week of ordeal awaits... *plays melanchony music at background*&lt;br /&gt;Mel: =) Thanks mel! How're you coping with yours? Haha, hows hows hows Chinese class *wink*&lt;br /&gt;HYEON: HAHA what about it! CHICKIN PIE! I haven't seen you around much man...&lt;br /&gt;Abs: Hey ABI, aka pangseh-er!!!!!!! HOOOOO NAN YANG JC *envies much* how're you enjoying jc so far?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-581688934974254513?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/581688934974254513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=581688934974254513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/581688934974254513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/581688934974254513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/05/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-4269400283470713010</id><published>2009-04-20T19:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T19:47:15.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's a quick rant/lowdown on my terribly hectic and depressing life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally got our groupings for PW. All I can say is, GOD SAVE ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just had the worst day of my JC life today, its like having greasy chicken pie after chicken pie slammed against my face. Yeah and you try to wipe off the grease but it lingers, and by desparate means, you try to spritz perfume to mask the chicken smell, only to end up with a mismatched odour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a weird analogy huh? Yeah but you get the point. Point is, life sucks, my brain is constipated and I'm angry at the world, boo hoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a fine line between being blunt and being rude, and I almost screamed at someone for crossing that line today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm so irritable I'm starting to annoy myself. I wish I can just SHUT UP so I'd risk less humiliation. Thats it, from tomorrow onwards, Imma' keep my fat, blabber mouth shut. This doug is staying silent fo'sho! Oh butt (pun intended) beware, itsh' the silent doug (pun intended yet again) that bites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tomorrow is another day, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Another day of misery, I say.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-4269400283470713010?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/4269400283470713010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=4269400283470713010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/4269400283470713010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/4269400283470713010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/04/hye.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-2021608871414484029</id><published>2009-04-08T22:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T22:54:01.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"When someone sparkles and shines, and rises above us, it is human nature to drag them down, make them dull, and then bury them, so that we can forget that they ever existed and, therefore, make us feel less useless in our mediocre lives''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say human are the most intelligent primate, yet why do we behave in manners so crude it will put the most vicious predator to shame?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They kill, to survive. We kill... for what? Half the time reasons given are hardly justifiable, a vague and 'political' response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shame on us, shame on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They say, be careful what you wish for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause you might just get it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You might just get it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You might, JUST. GET IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yay I got it, and nay I'm regretting it. Why can't I EVER think before I act?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-2021608871414484029?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/2021608871414484029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=2021608871414484029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/2021608871414484029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/2021608871414484029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-someone-sparkles-and-shines-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-934930549580222636</id><published>2009-04-07T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T21:53:52.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Remember that thing I said about JC being fun and all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that fact expired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of today, I declare that I'm nauseous at even the thought of Tutorials, Quiz, Lecture Tests or deadlines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I've hit a new low, getting irritated every five seconds or so isn't pleasant, plus I got the wonderful news that I'm kicked out of my CCA, which I'm guessing is because of my absency BECAUSE OF MY CHINA TRIP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the only thing that managed to see-saw the horrendous day together again is Cara's fujifilm note.The best BEST BEST BEST THING EVER. Ingenious wow. CARA CARA IS DA BOMB. I'm making it into a keychain! (If I ever get around to doing it la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Cara and Melanie, A LOT. I miss Amando toooooo! You big bird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case MOSSP feels awkward reading this, I still lub euu long long tym. Oh yeah, that was meant to tease ya! Oh btw, I guess I have ONE piece-a good news today, I finally passed a test! MY FIRST PASSED TEST *throws confetti and wipes tear at corner eye) This one I owe it ALL TO Amanda, I'd probably flunk the test i it weren't for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, one last KUDOS TO MUSHY MUSHROOM MELISSA! Your sms inspired me to get up and actually study yesterday for the test I have today. And it actually helped, thanks SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH MELISSAAAA.... *pokes name tag and passes Hokkien mee as a gesture of appreciation*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you friends, for being there for me =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-934930549580222636?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/934930549580222636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=934930549580222636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/934930549580222636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/934930549580222636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/04/remember-that-thing-i-said-about-jc.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-7044413908499126546</id><published>2009-04-05T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T23:33:58.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SUP PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was just bugging people about homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I have 1 more task to do on my never-will-be-done waiting list. *drumroll* PI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see, I have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Chinese&lt;br /&gt;-Bio&lt;br /&gt;-Maths and Chemistry test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh don't belittle the little text! They are a mighty buncha stuff to do *dies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GUESS ITS ALL COFFEE AND NO SLEEP AGAIN. *pulls sleeve* I'm ma pull an all nighter my lads!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-7044413908499126546?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/7044413908499126546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=7044413908499126546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/7044413908499126546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/7044413908499126546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/04/sup-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-1299129125109833858</id><published>2009-04-04T10:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T10:33:27.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I still don't get how I managed to fail all the tests so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio Chem Maths... Heck even Chinese...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had 2 more this week. Maths and Chem. I THINK I'll pass Maths... But Chemistry is definitely a goner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon my constant grade whining, I just really don't wanna fail and get retained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the blood donation drive and I can't even turn up to USHER or contribute cos I was down ith a splitting headache (Attempted the NO-SLEEP thing again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, I'll just go down there some time myself, anyone up for blood donation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry MOSSP, couldn't be there, yet again. Chinese and CSE graded assignments screaming for me to do. Just talked with Lemon for 2 minutes, really wanna talk more but she's going for speech day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-1299129125109833858?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/1299129125109833858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=1299129125109833858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/1299129125109833858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/1299129125109833858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-still-dont-get-how-i-managed-to-fail.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-8440501119260411359</id><published>2009-04-01T19:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T20:03:51.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I SURVIVED.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;No really. I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon the whining but it's been hell since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;. Monday, I slept at 3 rushing through Chem Tutorial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I didn't even managed to get a wink or sleep... stayed up all night yesterday trying to finish my FOUR GP ASSIGNMENTS that I've missed due to China Trip, came back home at 9. Started doing at 10 and it went all the way till 5 in the morning. Then I proceeded to do my half-arsed PW file. Can't even squeeze in time to study for Math Lecture Test today. 10% &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;FTW&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big BIG kudos to the 3 packets of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Indocafe&lt;/span&gt; that have sustained me till now. The side effect, of course, would be a very  glazed and stoned &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;demeanour&lt;/span&gt;. Oh, and my eyes look perpetually half-closed... its feels like my eyelids have to do weight lifts cause they're so darn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tootin&lt;/span&gt; heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh crap, Chemistry Lecture test tomorrow and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;CSE&lt;/span&gt; assignment due on Friday. Am I a retained meat or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Really, as days go by, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my faith begins to fade.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will I make it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can I make it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No, don't think so no more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Better snap back before I fall further down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-8440501119260411359?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/8440501119260411359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=8440501119260411359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/8440501119260411359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/8440501119260411359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-survived.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-5415848613569946165</id><published>2009-03-30T22:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T22:28:38.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been a hexing, taxing, TIRING DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm DEAD BEAT and I have four GP homeworks due tomorrow, as well as 2 Chem Practicals and A whole tutorial due by tomorrow MORNING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like taking a whole bottle of sleeping pill and make this all a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I wake up I'll be in fantasy land where there are kittens and MOSSP awaiting for breakfast on cotton candy clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 10.30 and I've yet to do my homework because I arrived home at 9.15. I'm dead beat but I can't fall asleep cause the clock keeps ticking and work keeps on piling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, I FAILED ALL MY TEST. Which means I flunked Bio, Chem, Maths and Chinese. I really don't know how to break the news to my mum. She'll be so flippin' worried when she finds out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm probably gonna fail the Maths and Chemistry Lecture test this wednesday because I'll only be home at 8.30 tomorrow. And if I do I'm getting retained because it probably just gets harder from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, they are oblivious to the fact that I missed a whole week at school. CHICKEN NUGGETS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* I guess I'll have to burn my way through the night and be a caffeine induced zombie tomorrow. NESTLE HERE I COME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-5415848613569946165?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/5415848613569946165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=5415848613569946165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/5415848613569946165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/5415848613569946165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-been-hexing-taxing-tiring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-4189852394171258527</id><published>2009-03-29T22:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:19:06.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yo8uudFXLws/Sc-BZBbKkfI/AAAAAAAAAuc/5Tis82e6gdo/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318611951826932210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yo8uudFXLws/Sc-BZBbKkfI/AAAAAAAAAuc/5Tis82e6gdo/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yo8uudFXLws/Sc-BYUA_inI/AAAAAAAAAuU/GPKPrXY76LE/s1600-h/rt_frog_mouse_070716_ssh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318611939637561970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yo8uudFXLws/Sc-BYUA_inI/AAAAAAAAAuU/GPKPrXY76LE/s400/rt_frog_mouse_070716_ssh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I miss MOSSP and OG16 (lol I hijacked the pic from Hyeon, I love you dont kill me).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miss my China Trip friends too. Cool thing is, we bonded pretty damn well. Oh I miss the shopping...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-4189852394171258527?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/4189852394171258527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=4189852394171258527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/4189852394171258527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/4189852394171258527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-miss-mossp-and-og16-lol-i-hijacked.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yo8uudFXLws/Sc-BZBbKkfI/AAAAAAAAAuc/5Tis82e6gdo/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-4777873545997737556</id><published>2009-03-29T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:02:41.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tagged meself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 schools you went to:&lt;br /&gt;- Tarakanita Sekolah Kristen&lt;br /&gt;- River Valley Primary School&lt;br /&gt;- Tanjong Katong Girl's School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 things in your purse/backpack:&lt;br /&gt;- MONEH.&lt;br /&gt;- KEY.&lt;br /&gt;- CARD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 things you do when you're really stressed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In consecutive order...&lt;br /&gt;- Procastinate&lt;br /&gt;- Gets even more stressed&lt;br /&gt;- Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 favorite fruits (COUGH COUGH COUGH):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- HONEYDEW&lt;br /&gt;- Tomato&lt;br /&gt;- WATERMELON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three names you go by:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Aggy&lt;br /&gt;- Nes&lt;br /&gt;- Pudding/JonK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of your Favorite food:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Anything fried and greasy and filled with oil and everything unhealthy (quoted from JESSIE)&lt;br /&gt;- INDOMIE&lt;br /&gt;- MSG STUFF. HAHA UNHEALTHY MUCH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of your favorite songs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Can't restrict myself to just THREE. Lotsa electronica groove, some bossa nova and jass topped off with emo-punk goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things you are wearing right now:&lt;br /&gt;- Pride&lt;br /&gt;- Undergarments&lt;br /&gt;- Pimple cream HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three words you say a lot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A-HAHAHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;- OMG.&lt;br /&gt;- Eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three people you hate the most:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is in the house with you?&lt;br /&gt;Sister, Mbak Saro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who did you get this survey from?&lt;br /&gt;Jessie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you thinking about right now?&lt;br /&gt;The crapload of homework and assignments I've yet to do (I'll just pretend they dont exists)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who did you last talk to on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;Mi papi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you sit next to in your 3rd period class?&lt;br /&gt;Its different everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you told you loved?&lt;br /&gt;Erm. Alice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you wish you were with right now?&lt;br /&gt;A stranger who will listen to me as I let the huge monster inside of me out through my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who gets on your nerves the most at school?&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather not say... Lest he sue me for defamation of character. *hint hint* he runs the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live?&lt;br /&gt;In Neverland, I wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is your phone?&lt;br /&gt;I actually forgot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you sleep?&lt;br /&gt;In the bus (RIGHT ON. Quoted from Jessie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where did you get the shirt you are wearing?&lt;br /&gt;Giordano I think. Plain green tee and I painted it before going to Fall Out Boy concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the last place you took a ride to?&lt;br /&gt;BEI JING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;Fats and all that good stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;Green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the closest item near you that is blue?&lt;br /&gt;Sister's ipod&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you like best about school?&lt;br /&gt;In tkgs, MOSSP and DEP. In JJC... I hope I know soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;BROWN DOWN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite drink?&lt;br /&gt;Cold water or anything sweet-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of surgery have you had?&lt;br /&gt;Oh I DO surgery =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last movie you watched?&lt;br /&gt;Erm.... Wow its been long... YES MAN I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did you start school?&lt;br /&gt;When my nightmare began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did you last go to the mall?&lt;br /&gt;Wow. I actually forgooot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When and whats the next big thing?&lt;br /&gt;APRILS FOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did you last see your dad?&lt;br /&gt;=( Like 2 months ago and I really miss him so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just cause I feel like procastinating =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the sweet comments guys, really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sha: I MISS YOU TOOOO. COME VISIT ME SOMEDAY! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Lemon: Oh how've you been sexiiiii! I bet you're slacking your ass off while I cram for my GP!&lt;br /&gt;Leaf: Thanks sweetie~ or should I say... GARFIELD. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Mel: Thank yooooouuu. Omg it felt so good yesterday when I smsed you. We should go and chill and just TALK one day =D&lt;br /&gt;Jess: Thanksssss *big grin* Thing is I don't think 15 is my best... Thats why I feel I earned the 15 points - don't think that makes sense. Thank you thank you! OH YOU HAVEN't TOLD ME ABOUT CHIHUAHUA 3 ZOMG IM DYING FROM SUSPENSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on to more bimbotic issues, does anybody know where the nearest Bath and Body Works is? (Is there any Bath and Body Works in Sg in the first place?) I really wanna buy their Country Apple body mist! Oh Oh and the Victoria Secret Love spell one too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-4777873545997737556?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/4777873545997737556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=4777873545997737556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/4777873545997737556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/4777873545997737556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/03/tagged-meself-name-3-schools-you-went.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-8092289465290743333</id><published>2009-03-27T16:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T16:56:48.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317788056003927250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yo8uudFXLws/ScyUD-Tt3NI/AAAAAAAAAuM/zKOz6nmkHng/s400/15t_by_nirgendwo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Image credits to nirgendwo on dA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if 15 was my best and nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than the fact that I screwed my Math and English, I think I'd have gotten a 13 AT LEAST if it weren't for math, and 12 if I hadn't crushed my compo after writing it for 1 hour. I could have gotten 12, but I didn't. I really don't care if I sound conceited, I'm SURE I could have AT LEAST clinched an A1 for math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then maybe, just maybe, I'd be in my dream school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then maybe, just maybe, I'd have received the O level score I aimed for.&lt;br /&gt;An absolute 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then maybe, just maybe, I'd be a little bit closer to my dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then maybe, just maybe, I'd feel a little less insecure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then maybe, just maybe, I'd feel a little less stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then maybe, just maybe, I wouldn't be THIS CLOSE to giving up my dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marchia just told me she withdrew from JJ. Now she's in poly. Now I'll have no one to go to school with. Initially I thought it wasn't so bad, at least my primary school friend and I are now in the same school again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect news for a perfectly disastrous day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still brooding over it, and I'm still brooding over PSLE. Because everytime I think I'm better than the numbers, they haunt and prove me otherwise. In this century, numbers define you, I don't think anyone would disagree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My number is 15.&lt;br /&gt;A 15-pointer.&lt;br /&gt;My name?&lt;br /&gt;It's of the least importance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-8092289465290743333?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/8092289465290743333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=8092289465290743333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/8092289465290743333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/8092289465290743333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/03/image-credits-to-nirgendwo-on-da.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yo8uudFXLws/ScyUD-Tt3NI/AAAAAAAAAuM/zKOz6nmkHng/s72-c/15t_by_nirgendwo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-4793403062769807239</id><published>2009-03-27T00:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T16:40:14.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;You know what's worse than not having a friend? Having someone whom you thought was a friend not acknowledge you as a friend.&lt;/p&gt;I'm back from China. And yes, I loved the trip. No matter how cynical I felt towards it initially, I made some really good friends and improved my Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a good enough friend, as I've realised for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't seem to maintain relationships once they are distant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the times we'd hang around, fool around, mess around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm lost, still trying to fit in. You know how when you force in a jigsaw puzzle that doesn't fit? Yeah, I'm like that. Not quite right but I snuggle my way in anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to all, a belated apology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you guys, I know I have to do more than type it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sorry I can't be there last gathering, I really wished I could join in the fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-4793403062769807239?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/4793403062769807239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=4793403062769807239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/4793403062769807239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/4793403062769807239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-back-from-china.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-1403732293163844232</id><published>2009-03-10T19:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T20:11:32.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRFDAAAY GRANNY IMEYSHAAA!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I felt SO GOOD when I saw granny just now, she's still IME. Although I only got to meet her for like 5 FRICKIN MINUTES cos she had to go for some Chinese class (yah granny in chinese class, suprised much?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Oh poopy. Tomorrow's E-learning day, which means ALL MY FRIENDS(-except Lin Ken) ARE GONNA BE AT HOME. Except ME. Cos I have to go back and do my make-up bio practical session. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be missing sports day cos I'm leaving for China, double poop! As unfit as I may be, I actually enjoy sports day. (Calling out MOSSPians!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH AND TRIPLE POOP! Today I had Chinese test. And as usual, I dozed off at the second compre. Oh please, like that never happened before. Can you believe I wrote juzi koh lili in my sleepy stupor. Yeah in a Chinese test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I also had Bio test today, which I obviously am gonna flunk. Crap, at the rate I'm going, I better buck up or end up a retainee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for CSL interview yesterday, gave up on drama, legacy my arse. WISH ME LUCK PEOPLE. 20 POSITIONS FROM 120 APPLICANTS ZOMG. Thats less than 10% chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this blog, people, is a perfect example of mindless nonsense. Ramblings of a going-to-be-insane 17 year old grandma. I realised all my previous posts are lousy, whiney L33T post about how finger lickin' good my life is-oh my sense the sarcasm. HAHA. Its either emo or L33T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, before I forgeet. TAG REPLIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anisha: HOW YA' DOING MY HOMIE! Bet you're having a smackin' good time in Meridian right? See lah ditch me... *sulks in corner*&lt;br /&gt;Leaf: Yeah I made the change! LOL NO MORE PPC CURVE.&lt;br /&gt;Mel: OMG I'm totally dying in Chem. I cannot revert to normal mol calculations, stuck to Mrs Loh's method! HAHA. KICK ANISHA FOR ME PLS THANK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;Jayne: LOL I see you in Maths everyday, YAH but I bump into Hyeon quite often haha!&lt;br /&gt;Farzean: OOOMMMMGGGG. I'm surprised you even read my blog. LO GIMANA NIH, MASA KE POLY SIH! Tinggalin gw di jc gitu loh!!! I MISS YOU A LOT A LOT A LOT A LOT TOOO OMG. YAH AND REMEMBER AFIYAHS SAUSAGE LIPS. HAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;INUME: LOL CAPS! Yah I'm kinda pissed with it now cos I will miss sports day and I will miss a weeks worth of lesson and I have to do make up session. GRRR! Lol your friend in JJ?&lt;br /&gt;HYEON: LOL I flunked my Bio and Chinese today, ALREADY flunked my maths with flying colours of 4/10... YA LOR GOT PPL SAY I LOOK LIKE KOREAN, BUT VIETNAMESE IS THE FUNNIEST. BY A MILE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-1403732293163844232?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/1403732293163844232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=1403732293163844232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/1403732293163844232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/1403732293163844232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birfdaaay-granny-imeyshaaa-i-felt.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-1912564666838741961</id><published>2009-03-06T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T23:54:18.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OHMIGOSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ATM machine ate up my UOB card...Noooo, give it back to me =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm making the (Bei Jing trip visa, not mastercard visa) visa myself, figured it'd be foolish travelling 3 hours when I can just go Orchard and make it myself. AND GO SHOPPING AFTERWARDS HAHAHA. Take that, visa maker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on a ROLL. If you haven't noticed the pattern, I go M.I.A for a period of time, then make a huge comeback by posting excessive blog posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise my blog is dead boring. It lacks visual aid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MELISSA THE COW AND AUNTY SERENE IM STILL THINKING OF THE FUN WE HAD IN OBS. (who knew OBS withdrawal syndrome can last THIS long)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-1912564666838741961?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/1912564666838741961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=1912564666838741961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/1912564666838741961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/1912564666838741961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/03/ohmigosh.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-4535181102784514369</id><published>2009-03-06T19:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T19:59:44.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just received an sms from my friend that I need to go to school tomorrow to submit my passport to make a visa for the Bei Jing/Xi An trip (yeah I'm going with my school next week).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words CANNOT justify how frustrated and dissappointed I am right now. I think its very un-professional to do that. According to them, they tried to notify me, I had a missed call yesterday but I couldn't get back, plus it was a private number. So today I went to school and they asked me for my passport, which I OBVIOUSLY didn't have because I didn't know I was supposed to hand it in today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I need to go back to my frickin' far school tomorrow, BEFORE 12 to submit my passport. Seriously, if they couldn't get to me through my cell, why don't they bother calling my house phone for pete's sake. Its VERY incovenient for me to go there, travelling time alone takes me 1.5 flippin' hours. Round trip will take me 3-4 hours and 6 bucks on transport because my sis lost my student EZ Link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like backing out now, I'm tired, really. 5 days of crappy sleep isn't doing any good. I NEED seriously NEEEED tomorrow's time to catch up on the humongous workload that I've missed. Now 3 hours of useless travelling is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just really disappointed at their lack of competency. Effecient my arse. Unprofessional, unprofessional, UNPROFESSIONAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errr, I'm pretty low profile in the virtual world so this shouldn't end up in Stomp.sg or anything like that, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-4535181102784514369?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/4535181102784514369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=4535181102784514369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/4535181102784514369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/4535181102784514369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-just-received-sms-from-my-friend-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-95639564928022074</id><published>2009-03-06T16:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T16:51:06.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOHOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when taxi drivers take you on a trip round Singapore just so they can earn a few more bucks. HELLO THIS IS TAXI NOT HIPPO/DUCK TOUR. (omg I'm so sorry to Leaf, TK and Kwang but I can't help it, its frickin' annoying &gt;_&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm having a class outing tomorrow. Yesh my class is very ON. Oh guess what people, I found out that one of my classmate shared the same instructor as me during OBS. FAIZAL. ZOMG HEH! I miss my Cook watch mates right now. MELISSA Farzean Afiyah where you!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So JC life has been nothing but hectic, but guess what, I'm havin' a BLAST. I really enjoy JC life (zomg, that sounds like an extract from a pri-sch compo). I also really enjoy watching the birds and bees (HAHA).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still miss TKG peeps at times, you guys are DA BOMB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I flunked my maths (just like Old times) 4/10 for my first maths test. HAHAHA. Dying in all my subjects. Oh poop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-95639564928022074?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/95639564928022074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=95639564928022074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/95639564928022074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/95639564928022074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/03/hohoho.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-5804600379019058120</id><published>2009-03-02T23:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T23:25:29.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's my second day at my THIRD new class for the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still miss Cara, Melanie and Pauline. Nadya and the rest too. (Ps, cara, your card was DA BOMB)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally lost at Maths now, what AP? (kwang's style) Totally lost at chem. Totally lost at Bio, totally SPIES (HAHA) at Chinese Studies in English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YESH PPLZ. Did I mention my new combi? China Studies in English. H1. WORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BCM H2, YAY NO MORE PPC CURVE. (I kinda miss econs, sole reason being I know that its useful, though I really didnt enjoy the lecture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yah, PE has been really strenous (course to the others its like a pizz'a cake)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise its good to have connections. Cos the only way I know how to start a convo is "Hey what sec sch you frm? OH YOU FRM _____ THATS CRACKALACKIN' KEWL!" -without the crackalackin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, these are a quick sum up of all the country assumptions I have gotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look like.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. PRC (China)&lt;br /&gt;2. Vietnamese&lt;br /&gt;3. Korean&lt;br /&gt;4. Japanese&lt;br /&gt;5. Cannot tell, something chinese&lt;br /&gt;6. Cannot tell, something Indian (Ftw... assumption purely made from surname, Chandragupta)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm ok, VIET IS NEW HAHAHA. Most can't tell anyways. I'm making this a tag. YOU ARE TAGGED. MOSSP, HYEON and ANYONE WHO READS THIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW HYEON I SAW YOU TODAY LOR. AT THE OTHER SIDE OF THE HALL. WAVE TO YOU NEVER WAVE BACK LAH. D=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-5804600379019058120?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/5804600379019058120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=5804600379019058120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/5804600379019058120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/5804600379019058120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-my-second-day-at-my-third-new-class.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-1450556649065275734</id><published>2009-02-22T21:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T22:09:28.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Met Angeline Madjukie today, tis' a small world people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially blacklisted. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW. STOP REMINDING ME THAT I CHOPPED OFF HALF OF MY HAIR. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want it to grow long but now that its short I kinda like it. I'm TORN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna join photography and drama. I'm TORN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to lighter notes. My sis was looking at scientologist stuff on youtube (not that she's a member) and I was like "whats SP"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis: Oh its like a term they invented. Meaning Supressed People.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: -_- I bet its a lame excuse for the analogy Scientologist Protesters. KINDA REMINDS OF how they twisted FAT Club into Trim and Fit Club (TAF) Club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes people, once, I was a subject of a cruel cruel cult, called the TAF Club *melanchonic music as background*. Till now, I am sure it's just a twisted conspiracy *wailing sound in background* to make fat people want to lose weight but end up fattier-er.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scientology? PFFT. They have NOT seen Taf Club *plays horror ringtone*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRFDAY LEAAAF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Right, now I'm pissed at my sis for assuming my views of others based on what SHE said D= *cools down*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;YOU are impossible to talk to you know that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW that I'm lazy/dependent/useless,&lt;br /&gt;I dont need to you REMIND me all the time.&lt;br /&gt;I know that my chances are SLIM.&lt;br /&gt;So why encourage me to reach for my goal,&lt;br /&gt;When you know that I might NOT get there?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-1450556649065275734?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/1450556649065275734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=1450556649065275734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/1450556649065275734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/1450556649065275734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/02/met-angeline-madjukie-today-tis-small.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-6214572779582858428</id><published>2009-02-18T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:29:54.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Err. WHY DID I CHOOSE ECONS? H freaking 2 for that matter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What PPC? What opportunity cost? What Capital? Consumer? Eh? You talking greek?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOULD HAVE. Taken Sc02 instead, Chem H2, BIo H2, Maths H2 with H1 Chinese studies in English. Yes I'd rather have Mao Zhe Dong over PPC any day now. Was deeply interested in CSE anyway (nudges Leaf)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I resent the single intake thing. Cos now I'm in deep poop and I'm stuck with it for two frickin' years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Econs anyone? ECOOONZAYYYE?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the CCA thing. My school doesn't have English Drama. 0_0 I'm stoked. Like STOKED. Sooooo we're gonna be he first batch to (hopefully) have drama, yaaay~! We're (as Fish puts it) GONNA LEAVE A LEGACY BEHIND. -hopefully lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-6214572779582858428?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/6214572779582858428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=6214572779582858428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/6214572779582858428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/6214572779582858428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/02/err.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-3331313636660708358</id><published>2009-02-16T23:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T23:14:26.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its 11 and being the procastinator that I am, I haven't touched any of my tutorials/hw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH POOP. There's Bio, Maths and Chem homework calling out to me, I can hear them "DO ME AGGY. DO MEEE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOP CALLING OUT TO ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm BATMAN =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. Its dengue, my mum has dengue. Mis-diagnosis? eh -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pps. Don't ask me whats with the sudden surge of blog entries. Thats what I do when I procastinate, I BLOGGAYE. And wishes the pile of work will vanish into Oreo Land and leave me to sleep a peaceful sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-3331313636660708358?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/3331313636660708358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=3331313636660708358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/3331313636660708358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/3331313636660708358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-11-and-being-procastinator-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-2379393972899233071</id><published>2009-02-16T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T22:08:06.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It finally dawned on me that I'm no longer in 4e3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more loud, random noises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more squeals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;awkward&lt;/span&gt; silence, marking the early stages of a new relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New peers, new environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past few days have been bittersweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but to reminisce the times we've had together, wild and unstoppable, bold and daring. There is warmness in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;new found&lt;/span&gt; friends I've made, and I'm confident that we'll make a solid team. We're warming up, we can tell. From inaudible murmurs to hearty chit chats, in just one week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why is it that I cannot forget the past, and let it be the past?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moribus Modestus, Till death to us part.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-2379393972899233071?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/2379393972899233071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=2379393972899233071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/2379393972899233071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/2379393972899233071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-finally-dawned-on-me-that-im-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-593013273197906035</id><published>2009-02-16T17:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T17:52:26.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>KAY PPLZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's taken a toll on me... Almost died today, lectures/tut till 4, beat that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If y'all don't know already, I'm the slumper, meaning I have NO backbone and will slug on the table like a...SLUG (duh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are barely opened half the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW. I maybe joining Taekwando. HAHA. Laugh all you want. I can't even run... I'll be the kickin' slammin' bacon! Ham-slam anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and PUH-LEZZZZ for the love of macaroni and cheese, WATCH THIS =D Special thanks to JESSIE for the VID. TUTS MY BARREH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G7oGx2dImE8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G7oGx2dImE8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BO YO CAN POO ME ON YOLAKKA BRANO EYE-TEE~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLMAOWTFTWHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm crack'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, Imma get my noon sleep now to make up for my nocturnal activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. THANKS for the concern guys! My mum should be aite! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-593013273197906035?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/593013273197906035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=593013273197906035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/593013273197906035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/593013273197906035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/02/kay-pplz.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-8485969215032524835</id><published>2009-02-15T15:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T15:18:53.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My dreams really do come true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that I was late for O levels 3 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that I would not get my results for my JAE posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really did't get it. ( they didnt sms me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I jerked up from my bed, half sobbing, because I dreamt that my father passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called him and gave a huge sigh of relief, thankful for every word he muttered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now my mum is struck with typhoid. And I pray that everything will be allright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-8485969215032524835?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/8485969215032524835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=8485969215032524835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/8485969215032524835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/8485969215032524835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-dreams-really-do-come-true.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-2133216701695000029</id><published>2009-02-15T14:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T15:14:44.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yo8uudFXLws/SZe6oUfGWPI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Zzj1F8sXYBY/s1600-h/FEET.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302912288108730610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 93px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yo8uudFXLws/SZe6oUfGWPI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Zzj1F8sXYBY/s400/FEET.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Woke up at 9 today, slept from 7pm to 9am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're wondering why the hibernation... It'was cos of Orientation Camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WENT AND SURVIVED PEOPLEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But DANG tkgs really marked up the definition of "HYPER" JJCians weren't half as crazy as they way we were at prom. YEAH PROM. The time where girls wore girly dresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think TKGS should change our motto to "WILD AND CRAZY" instead of "demure and resolute"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH SHIT I JUST SCRATCHED MY SUNRBURN ACCIDENTALLY... PAIN! I miss Serene and her Aloe Vera Lotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new class is SC27, dang number 2 and 7 haunts me FOREVER. HEY PEOPLE THERE's TWINS IN MY CLASS =D. Oh and this guy which looks almost exactly like Denny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, random blog entry in a futile attempt to resurrect my dying blog. Shall stop the rambling. Drawing of sexy feetdone by leaf btw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-2133216701695000029?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/2133216701695000029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=2133216701695000029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/2133216701695000029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/2133216701695000029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/02/woke-up-at-9-today-slept-from-7pm-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yo8uudFXLws/SZe6oUfGWPI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Zzj1F8sXYBY/s72-c/FEET.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-3211269010803185294</id><published>2009-02-11T17:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T17:59:29.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:220%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HYEON.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ditched me in Sc27 alone, stranded and bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the photography trial, lets just say I was expecting something different. So currently, I'm considering other CCAs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL HYEON I may join taekwando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IF ITS INTENSIVE D=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grumbles* MY CLASS HAS NO MORE LEAF OR MUSHROOM/COW TO BUG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-3211269010803185294?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/3211269010803185294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=3211269010803185294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/3211269010803185294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/3211269010803185294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/02/hyeon.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-5912536742786429896</id><published>2009-02-04T16:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T17:39:21.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day one was AWKWARD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day two things started warming up... but STILL awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day three. Was finally able to meet a few peeps that made me SANE by making me INSANE. Was refreshing (I gotta Korean friend, name's Hyeon and she's cool, you jealous? I can learn Korean now, hoho) Oh, btw, they were Crescentians, yeah, I guess girls school peeps are born and bred WILD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost got chased out of the library... and I was a librarian -_- shame on me XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUCKY THING IS. I'll be in a different class again next week. YAH way to ruin my (next) week, a whole new sense of akwardness again. JOY oh JOY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hope my appeal works =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-5912536742786429896?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/5912536742786429896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=5912536742786429896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/5912536742786429896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/5912536742786429896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/02/o-yea.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-2090459715777532408</id><published>2009-01-31T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T00:17:02.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We dont always get what we want,&lt;br /&gt;But we can be content with what we already have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This might be a little late, but here's a song to cheer you up Jess. Or maybe you're ok... in that case this is just a happy song for all of ya'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have' been really laggy on the Korean and Hollywood gossips. Watching youtube like krraaazeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here. A song sung Bobby McFerrin.&lt;br /&gt;He believes that he can spread happiness throughout the world, through music. And I think this is one of-if not the most- effective mood-lifting song in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Here's a little song i wrote,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;you might want to sing it note for note,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;don't worry, be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;in every life we have some trouble,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;when you worry you make it double&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;don't worry, be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;dont worry be happy now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;dont worry be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;dont worry be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;dont worry be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;dont worry be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;aint got no place to lay your head,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;somebody came and took your bed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;don't worry, be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;the landlord say your rent is late,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;he may have to litagate,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;dont worry (small laugh) be happy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;look at me im happy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;don't worry, be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;i give you my phone number,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;when your worried, call me,i make you happy ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;don't worry, be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;aint got no cash, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;aint got no style,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;aint got no gal to make you smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;but don't worry, be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;cos when you worry, your face will frown,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;and that will bring everybody down,so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;don't worry, be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;don't worry, be happy now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;don't worry, be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;don't worry, be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;don't worry, be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;don't worry, be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;now there this song i wrote i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt; hope you you learned it note for note &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;like good little children &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;dont worry be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;listen to what i say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;in your life expect some trouble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when you worry you make it double&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;dont worry be happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;be happy now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;dont worry, be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;dont worry, be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;dont worry, be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;dont worry, be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;dont worry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;dont worry be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;don't worry, don't worry, don't do it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;be happy,put a smile on your face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;don't bring everybody down like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;don't worry, &lt;strong&gt;it will soon pass whatever it is,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;don't worry, be happy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;i'm not worried &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Of course I didn't write it, Bobby did. HEY he shares the same name as my father (sudden discovery) coincidentally, my father thinks the EXACT same way as him, he is one of -if not the most, happy go lucky person in the world. He is a hardworker though, a workaholic, my mum scolds him for that cos she worries for his health.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father isn't the smartest person in the world,&lt;br /&gt;He didn't finish his university,&lt;br /&gt;But earned every right to be where he is today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-2090459715777532408?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/2090459715777532408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=2090459715777532408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/2090459715777532408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/2090459715777532408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/01/we-dont-always-get-what-we-want-but-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-8346242914721542998</id><published>2009-01-30T19:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T19:50:45.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't been in touch with you guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I dont blog, life is either too fun, or too boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life was horribly fun, until two days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the past two days like an internet pig, eat sleep surf net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I RLY RLY MISS INDO. As much as I miss my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL anyway I went to Catholic JC to appeal (yeah I got into JJC) and I was writing till I stopped halfway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the RELIGION BOX. And I was like, should I put freethinker? But my report says buddhist (my mum wrote it) but I myself am a freethinker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, I wanted to write Buddhist (which prolly made my chances a HELL LOT SLIMMER) but being the airhead that I was I forgot how to write BUDDHIST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I looked over at Syan's one and it says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: WTH OMGROFLLMAO. YOUR RELIGION B AH? MINE A LEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syan: Cos if I put buddhist they wont let me in mah... and look at 5 (requirement no 5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh shit, need baptism form some more ah? Wth how can go in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah so thats snippets cut out from our Catholic JC application. I guess that just means I have to travel to JURONG everyday. I really hope Syan can make it to Jurong. Sorry if it offends you guys, I know you guys are pretty religious so spare me on this entry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-8346242914721542998?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/8346242914721542998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=8346242914721542998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/8346242914721542998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/8346242914721542998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/01/sorry-i-havent-been-in-touch-with-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-5752149788700439088</id><published>2009-01-21T11:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T11:51:21.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BEFORE I FORGET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAD A DREAM OF &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;AGGYNESS DEAN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. AND TIKI WAS ALSO IN IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG I EVEN HAD HER &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AUTOGRAPH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ON MY DIARY WHICH HAD HER PICS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADN ZOMG. THEY BROUGHT TIKI AND I TO ENGLAND TO ACCOMPANY HER IN ONE OF HER PHOTOSHOOTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS SOOOO WONDAHFOOL. TILL I WOKE UP TO THE DRILLING NOISES. DAMN RENOVATION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm STARSTRUCK. 0_0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you dont know her, I think I mentioned her in one of my older post... Look that up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-5752149788700439088?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/5752149788700439088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=5752149788700439088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/5752149788700439088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/5752149788700439088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/01/before-i-forget.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-1548674822048786616</id><published>2009-01-16T11:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T12:14:38.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>KAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am... de-emo-i-fied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO on to more important matters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I HAVE ARIRANG CHANNEL. Which is a korean channel, number 173 and 172, courtesy of Bina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O.M.G. How come, throughout my four years of tv geeking and cable tv, I never knew I had 'em?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I live under a rock, I'll have you know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YEAH. Do you guys know too? (question directed and Joyce and Tricia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ITS LIKE NOW I AM COMPLETE!-&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wtf? I tried tuning in and it was on a middle aged man talking about the benefits of herbal medicine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well! Guess I'll have to tune in mroe to find out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to post a LOOOOT of pictures soon. But here's something I did yesterday from our picnic shot. =D IDK, feel like blowing it up into a poster but not all MOSSPians are in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291733791827514290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yo8uudFXLws/SXAD2MvPU7I/AAAAAAAAAtg/DsWeMH4p3Jg/s400/MOSSP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now this computer geek is bidding you farewell whilst she click her evil sausage fingers away on a transformation to be a POTATO COUCH. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O wait. If y'all didnt know. Leaf proposed to me so as of monday we're officially engaged. Will move to California on th 30th feb, african calendar. If she screws around poke her name tag for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EHEEHEEHEEEE! *falls off chair*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O wait. Tag replies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MON: Heyho to you too! Haha, lets cross our fingers for the posting results!&lt;br /&gt;Fish: Aw thanks! Same goes to you so BUMP all that away and rock your As ok! Btw, I still have something here that belongs to you...&lt;br /&gt;Leaf: Yeah, I guess, so unfair! Need to build up on my karma huh? Maybe I'll go give some sweets to ants later...&lt;br /&gt;Lemon: Lol thanks! So hows the scholarship thing going? Lemme know kay!&lt;br /&gt;Ani: *pulls moustache* HAHA. So which JC you going huh? Meridian ah, seriously? Good, let them push you till you are half dead! haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-1548674822048786616?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/1548674822048786616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=1548674822048786616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/1548674822048786616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/1548674822048786616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/01/kay.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yo8uudFXLws/SXAD2MvPU7I/AAAAAAAAAtg/DsWeMH4p3Jg/s72-c/MOSSP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-2502697380989479105</id><published>2009-01-13T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T00:54:55.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Spending the day like a fat computer geek. At this rate I'm gonna gain a kg a week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt slightly better today, still cannot get over my results, talked to a couple of -disatisfied- people who got the same results as me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If its any consolation to you people out there, this is what made me feel better, doesnt matter if your grades are higher or lower:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one is created with the same mental capacity, some people just glide through life.&lt;br /&gt;They seem to have it all so easy.&lt;br /&gt;Pay litte attention in class, just glance through books and slack off until the last minute and BAM, they get it all.&lt;br /&gt;Course there are people like Leaf who deserves what they get. But a huge amount just... GETS it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People like me, dont.&lt;br /&gt;Academically we dont.&lt;br /&gt;Call me bitter but I think I can do better.&lt;br /&gt; There are also people who do well in school, but not in major exams.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime we struggle to do better but the results just proves otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;And time and again we fall to a whole new low.&lt;br /&gt;Our expectations keeps going lower, but why cant we ever achieve the already lowered expectations?&lt;br /&gt;The worst part is not feeling like crap...&lt;br /&gt;The worst part is having everyone look at you like crap.&lt;br /&gt;And knowing that you are worth something more than whats written on paper.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for me, my close friends are high enough to look beyond numerals.&lt;br /&gt;But whatever it is, &lt;strong&gt;I live knowing that I've worked my ass off for whatever I have, even if its not entirely satisfying. I dont just GET it, I &lt;em&gt;earned&lt;/em&gt; it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be the most hardworking freak around but I dont think I'm this low.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're not exam smart, maybe we have exam fits.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, I hate getting lower than what I thought I'd get.&lt;br /&gt;I've NEVER been happy about my results, except for maybe maths and art.&lt;br /&gt;So if you belong to the same species as me, feel better knowing that everything we've got, we totally deserved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-2502697380989479105?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/2502697380989479105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=2502697380989479105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/2502697380989479105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/2502697380989479105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/01/spending-day-like-fat-computer-geek.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-2863104434603114626</id><published>2009-01-13T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T00:58:22.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It feels like a dream.&lt;br /&gt;It still feels like a dream...&lt;br /&gt;But this is real...&lt;br /&gt;VERY REAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will do memes tomorrow, everything thats happened today is just so surreal, and not exactly in a good way. I took a cab ride home, and I'm somewhat relieved that its one of my last trip back home, cant stand the long daily rides any longer. I feel numb and nauseous. *groans*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the prezzies btw, loved both of em' to death!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-2863104434603114626?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/2863104434603114626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=2863104434603114626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/2863104434603114626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/2863104434603114626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-feels-like-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23354449.post-7997079591807002594</id><published>2009-01-12T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T21:26:23.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its out.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda expected,&lt;br /&gt;Kinda not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I screwed up some papers, namely english and maths. English cos I shredded the compo I spent an hour on and rushed through doing two and 1.5 hours. Maths cos, well, I was LATE for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm suprised I got a B3 for geog though, was expecting a c5. Also really bummed that I got an A2 for chem, was expecting an A1, bloody sure its the practicals that pulled my chem down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But o-wells. Not the first time feeling this way. Can never be satisfied, will never be, just hate being judged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most frustrating part is, I knew I could have done better. And this time its not because of carelessness, well, not exam carelessness, more like management issues. I was LATE for a paper and I wasted an hour in english-still can't let it rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its just me but... day by day my dreams seems further away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anisha, Jess, cheer up, kay? I know how you feel =) Been in that situation twice, including this one. Anisha, I'm really sorry for saying that you shouldn't be upset with your results just cause you got better than me, everyone has different expectation of themselves =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dai Ling, I couldnt be happier when I saw your TOOT face on the visualizer, seriously the happiness level was like as though I was getting it, heh =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just not liking this place now, the environment, the shitass tv programmes and the awkward silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually am not THAT bummed by my results, it was until I saw how well everyone else did that I began to notice that my marks are nothing to feel OKAY about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For real, I'm contemplating on going to overseas college...BUT my mum will say that I'm not capable of taking care of myself and yadda yadda, so that wishfull thinking can remain at the back of my stupid head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all I'm hoping for is a place at CJ, which if I get will get me over the moon...otherwise its serangoon JC for me, see you there tiki!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a couple'f days, or maybe months or years, and maybe, just maybe, I wont moan and groan about this anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23354449-7997079591807002594?l=chocobitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/feeds/7997079591807002594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23354449&amp;postID=7997079591807002594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/7997079591807002594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23354449/posts/default/7997079591807002594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocobitz.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Grim Reaper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06908911324019311504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
