<?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-36771359</id><updated>2012-01-01T19:57:48.144+08:00</updated><category term='sweets'/><category term='y?'/><category term='training'/><category term='y'/><category term='wk'/><category term='another'/><title type='text'>endlesstime</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/2012/01/just-dream-coverremix-nelly-joseph.html' title='Just a Dream Cover/Remix (Nelly)- Joseph Vincent &amp; Jason Chen'/><author><name>forgotteneverything</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02491695252593094727</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://img.youtube.com/vi/Qp0KaC90KIY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36771359.post-3161487448347112983</id><published>2011-12-31T03:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T03:53:54.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DSP- Delayed sleep phase syndrome</title><content type='html'>i think i am gettin' it. after sleeping at 3/4a.m. in the morning and wakin' up at 12/1pm. this is just ridiculous. being hungry and having cravings for umi sushi and billy bombers? for god's sake. i am not sure if i can get over the A's in one piece. maybe i need some faith.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-3161487448347112983?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/3161487448347112983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=3161487448347112983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/3161487448347112983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/3161487448347112983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36771359.post-7379927747922520352</id><published>2011-12-19T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T23:11:56.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3/15&lt;br /&gt;3/28&lt;br /&gt;4/10&lt;br /&gt;6/29&lt;br /&gt;8/9&lt;br /&gt;10/29&lt;br /&gt;12/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这些special的人的生日我都记得，但有几个人能够不靠脸谱而记住这份祝福呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我又老了。哈哈！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-7379927747922520352?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/7379927747922520352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=7379927747922520352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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title=''/><author><name>forgotteneverything</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02491695252593094727</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://img.youtube.com/vi/3R1o8dlxiMM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36771359.post-34035670795789607</id><published>2011-12-08T02:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T02:37:44.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just watched a very touching movie- one day. i was tearing at the end of it. everyone can have good life, responsible one. can i?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-34035670795789607?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36771359.post-7022182556423532934</id><published>2011-09-17T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T22:13:39.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wanna catch up with you. hope i can slim down by my nxt birthday. lets see if thats possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-7022182556423532934?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/7022182556423532934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=7022182556423532934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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title=''/><author><name>forgotteneverything</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02491695252593094727</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-36771359.post-5319216843398284180</id><published>2011-09-05T12:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T12:24:17.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>一直怀恨在心地活着只会让自己痛苦，何必呢？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-5319216843398284180?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/5319216843398284180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=5319216843398284180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/5319216843398284180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/5319216843398284180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>forgotteneverything</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02491695252593094727</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-36771359.post-3680515628980597011</id><published>2011-08-21T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T23:45:54.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Just A Dream" by Nelly - Sam Tsui &amp; Christina Grimmie</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/a2RA0vsZXf8?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-3680515628980597011?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/3680515628980597011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=3680515628980597011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/3680515628980597011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/3680515628980597011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;function GetCount(){&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        dateNow = new Date();                                                                        //grab current date&lt;br /&gt;        amount = dateFuture.getTime() - dateNow.getTime();                //calc milliseconds between dates&lt;br /&gt;        delete dateNow;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        // time is already past&lt;br /&gt;        if(amount &lt; 0){&lt;br /&gt;                document.getElementById('countbox').innerHTML="Now!";&lt;br /&gt;        }&lt;br /&gt;        // date is still good&lt;br /&gt;        else{&lt;br /&gt;                days=0;hours=0;mins=0;secs=0;out="";&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                amount = Math.floor(amount/1000);//kill the "milliseconds" so just secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                days=Math.floor(amount/86400);//days&lt;br /&gt;                amount=amount%86400;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                hours=Math.floor(amount/3600);//hours&lt;br /&gt;                amount=amount%3600;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                mins=Math.floor(amount/60);//minutes&lt;br /&gt;                amount=amount%60;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                secs=Math.floor(amount);//seconds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                if(days != 0){out += days +" day"+((days!=1)?"s":"")+", ";}&lt;br /&gt;                if(days != 0 || hours != 0){out += hours +" hour"+((hours!=1)?"s":"")+", ";}&lt;br /&gt;                if(days != 0 || hours != 0 || mins != 0){out += mins +" minute"+((mins!=1)?"s":"")+", ";}&lt;br /&gt;                out += secs +" seconds";&lt;br /&gt;                document.getElementById('countbox').innerHTML=out;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                setTimeout("GetCount()", 1000);&lt;br /&gt;        }&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;window.onload=function(){GetCount();}//call when everything has loaded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="countbox"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36771359.post-3084324040711744444</id><published>2011-03-14T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T22:40:30.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wo hao lei, mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is (often) not the vulgarities that hurts me but those seeming polite words and the insensitivity that makes me bleed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-3084324040711744444?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/3084324040711744444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=3084324040711744444' title='0 Comments'/><link 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title='Fish Leong - 今天情人節 Today&apos;s Valentine'/><author><name>forgotteneverything</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02491695252593094727</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://img.youtube.com/vi/WFGTzUN2m08/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36771359.post-3251278166858374827</id><published>2011-02-10T03:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T03:08:53.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Katncandix2 - 06. 请帮我爱他 (Please Help Me To Love Him)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/G28DBFAbMdE?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Him)'/><author><name>forgotteneverything</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02491695252593094727</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://img.youtube.com/vi/G28DBFAbMdE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36771359.post-1089861552515512150</id><published>2011-02-05T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T00:08:38.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>working but not working on it.</title><content type='html'>working but not working on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt a lot today. That in the real world, it is you and only you. It is how you deal with things, not how you can get help from others, although you have an easier life if you get help. I was thinking if i might see you there because i really hope i don't. I know it is not something to be ashamed of,  but i don't want you to see the hagard-looking me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how you are doing. How the rest of the people, i care for, are doing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-1089861552515512150?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/1089861552515512150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=1089861552515512150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/1089861552515512150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/1089861552515512150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/2011/02/working-but-not-working-on-it.html' title='working but not working on it.'/><author><name>forgotteneverything</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02491695252593094727</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-36771359.post-6400569014305586285</id><published>2011-01-05T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T23:35:01.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel as if my world is ending. only mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-6400569014305586285?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/6400569014305586285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Sometimes, i wanna talk to someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;but it was never you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;coz you are in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-8995976366522512737?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/8995976366522512737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=8995976366522512737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/8995976366522512737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/8995976366522512737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/2011/01/sometimes-i-wanna-talk-to-someone-but.html' title=''/><author><name>forgotteneverything</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02491695252593094727</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-36771359.post-8854710123289287553</id><published>2010-12-31T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T21:57:21.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bm28Sj-fdB0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bm28Sj-fdB0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if i knew how to reach you, your hands are already held by other's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-8854710123289287553?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/8854710123289287553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=8854710123289287553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/8854710123289287553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/8854710123289287553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/2010/12/even-if-i-knew-how-to-reach-you-your.html' title=''/><author><name>forgotteneverything</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02491695252593094727</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-36771359.post-2559455578095736186</id><published>2010-12-21T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T00:57:35.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>好多人哦！我都吓了一跳！所以以感激地心态对每个人说了声谢谢， 希望不会flood their newsfeeds :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-2559455578095736186?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/2559455578095736186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=2559455578095736186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/2559455578095736186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/2559455578095736186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/2010/12/flood-their-newsfeeds-p.html' title=''/><author><name>forgotteneverything</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02491695252593094727</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-36771359.post-343153746712685154</id><published>2010-12-20T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T01:04:54.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>祝我生日快乐</title><content type='html'>又长了一岁了， 但没有变得更成熟。记得去年这个时候我正在大功， 没有过生日。&lt;br /&gt;今年有较多人来祝贺使我感到奇怪。 都是因为fb吧。 没有多少人是不靠那个也能记得我的生日的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;妈妈说过： 一个人若真正关心另一个人时，不管做任何一件事都会为那人着想。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我会怎样过呢？我不晓得， 就如我的未来一样。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pNuyM6pUR98?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pNuyM6pUR98?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-343153746712685154?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/343153746712685154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=343153746712685154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/343153746712685154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/343153746712685154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/2010/12/fb.html' title='祝我生日快乐'/><author><name>forgotteneverything</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02491695252593094727</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-36771359.post-8498183919363871460</id><published>2010-12-11T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T22:30:12.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dislike smokers, even if they are super uber handsome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-8498183919363871460?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/8498183919363871460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=8498183919363871460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really great voice:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-1592267839553542158?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/1592267839553542158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=1592267839553542158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/1592267839553542158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/1592267839553542158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/2010/12/sakura-kiss-boy-version.html' title='Sakura Kiss (boy version)'/><author><name>forgotteneverything</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02491695252593094727</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://img.youtube.com/vi/ok7ubB5UrW8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36771359.post-5394800020108147707</id><published>2010-12-08T23:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T23:47:33.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm, i know what i should do and what i shouldn't, don't i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing some ppl smoke...if someone i like were to smoke, would i be able to accept it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is love really selfless?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-5394800020108147707?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/5394800020108147707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=5394800020108147707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/5394800020108147707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/5394800020108147707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/2010/12/hmm-i-know-what-i-should-do-and-what-i.html' title=''/><author><name>forgotteneverything</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02491695252593094727</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-36771359.post-7660339951990269558</id><published>2010-11-29T13:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T13:33:16.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>前几天和朋友去看Harry Potter 哭了一点。 可能我比较感性吧？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;喜欢在下雨时喝着热茶的感觉：D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-7660339951990269558?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/7660339951990269558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=7660339951990269558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/7660339951990269558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/7660339951990269558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/2010/11/d.html' title=''/><author><name>forgotteneverything</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02491695252593094727</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-36771359.post-464781726842209342</id><published>2010-11-23T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T20:55:03.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am feeling quite tired today, physically. Went to cha guan today. i thought that it was interesting but quite time consuming since drinking tea isn't an important part of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i juz felt that friendships are like hydrogen bonds, they seems very strong when the clique is tgt. But within two person, the interaction is so weak and fragile. I don't know if i trust in friendship anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-464781726842209342?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/464781726842209342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=464781726842209342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/464781726842209342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/464781726842209342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-am-feeling-quite-tired-today.html' title=''/><author><name>forgotteneverything</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02491695252593094727</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-36771359.post-7468977792156787294</id><published>2010-11-18T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T23:36:57.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it feels funny that i am getting muscle aches. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, longer eyelashes are here but the pain arrived too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-7468977792156787294?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/7468977792156787294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=7468977792156787294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/7468977792156787294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/7468977792156787294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/2010/11/it-feels-funny-that-i-am-getting-muscle.html' title=''/><author><name>forgotteneverything</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02491695252593094727</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-36771359.post-8021483570686699558</id><published>2010-11-16T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T23:54:22.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1st and maybe last class outing? yah, i felt like going... was wondering how it would feel like to be out with a big group again. as usual, i didn't like it. i felt forced to do things when i am in such a big group. The so-called diplomatic approach is like that of a country's (which i won't name here). It juz makes me laugh thinking about it. The gelato was good though. It was the first time trying all 6 flavours, i felt really bloated after that, which results in me eating only 1/3 of the set meal that i ordered. It felt really bad to be drenched in the rain. The only happy part of the outing was having the accompany of my clique and getting a free mask after purchasing the nail polish:D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes feel really painful these days even with enough sleep. I wonder why...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-8021483570686699558?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/8021483570686699558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=8021483570686699558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/8021483570686699558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/8021483570686699558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/2010/11/1st-and-maybe-last-class-outing-yah-i.html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>the wongfuproduction on youtube is really funny. it's kinda cool to see people fulfiling their dreams and have what they are interested in as their career!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-1600997657672870286?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/1600997657672870286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=1600997657672870286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/1600997657672870286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/1600997657672870286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/2010/11/wongfuproduction-on-youtube-is-really.html' title=''/><author><name>forgotteneverything</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02491695252593094727</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-36771359.post-2298868377662212862</id><published>2010-11-09T20:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T20:24:56.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes, i do weird things, things that i find illogical after thinking through. like walking home from kallang when i missed my bus today. like showing " black " face when i am actually very glad to see someone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but atleast, i received some news that is worth being happy about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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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-36771359.post-2541023540566603591</id><published>2010-11-09T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T00:55:17.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can't slp coz i had coffee juz now. lazing ard, i wonder how long i can do this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-2541023540566603591?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/2541023540566603591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=2541023540566603591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realised that i could actually survive on $5 for breakfast and lunch, it is an amazing discovery! i used to spend so much that spending so little these days make me feel as though i am not myself anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really, i wonder what's going to happen on the 11th.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-2535168097564052114?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/2535168097564052114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=2535168097564052114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/2535168097564052114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the doom day is the same day as op. it is confirmed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it is juz hormones or something, but my tears tend to fall too easily these days, even for a sentence. how funny. but at least, those tears won't fall in front of ppl whom i care about. they won't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went out that day, although i didn't really want to, i felt obliged to. hmm, how do i phrase it? i juz felt that sometimes, outings are complete when everyone is juz doing their individual things. i guess? maybe i am wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-1423258101898143177?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/1423258101898143177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36771359.post-8677877181187447817</id><published>2010-11-01T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T23:19:36.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Read Naked Face by Sidney Sheldon. It is great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-8677877181187447817?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/8677877181187447817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=8677877181187447817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/8677877181187447817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/8677877181187447817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/2010/11/read-naked-face-by-sidney-sheldon.html' title=''/><author><name>forgotteneverything</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02491695252593094727</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-36771359.post-1886352246943518046</id><published>2010-11-01T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T23:18:10.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no one is replying, the world is probably dead. or maybe it is juz me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-1886352246943518046?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/1886352246943518046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=1886352246943518046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/1886352246943518046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/1886352246943518046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/2010/11/no-one-is-replying-world-is-probably.html' title=''/><author><name>forgotteneverything</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02491695252593094727</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-36771359.post-1051971820437007970</id><published>2010-10-29T20:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T20:20:22.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Promos</title><content type='html'>I've crying these days so much that my eyes hurts randomly and feel heavy so often. Maybe by staying at home, I wouldn't have to face them. I find it hard to breathe when I have to talk to them. They are juz making my faith in myself waver, it ain't helping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Chem help today. It was motivation at least. I wanna learn more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go according to schedule tomorrow. Be determined.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-1051971820437007970?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/1051971820437007970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=1051971820437007970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/1051971820437007970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/1051971820437007970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/2010/10/promos.html' title='Promos'/><author><name>forgotteneverything</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02491695252593094727</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-36771359.post-4528448781813986993</id><published>2010-10-18T15:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T15:17:58.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I believe in that people who gives up on themselves are not worth saving. and I should maintain that belief. I won't give up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-4528448781813986993?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/4528448781813986993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=4528448781813986993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/4528448781813986993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/4528448781813986993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-believe-in-that-people-who-gives-up.html' 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now i still have eom and spa to worry abt. scary!!!! really, god bless!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-5327335333795739873?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/5327335333795739873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=5327335333795739873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/5327335333795739873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/5327335333795739873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-cant-believe-tmr-is-bio-spa-and-that.html' 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type='html'>i wouldn't say da hua again for now. maybe i should let those numbers show you instead? really tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-4280860311336260511?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/4280860311336260511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=4280860311336260511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/4280860311336260511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/4280860311336260511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-wouldnt-say-da-hua-again-for-now.html' 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good. it seems that i am no longer affected by those failures and critics. haha, how numb? no, actually i don't wanna lie to myself anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found out that many ppl ard me are feeling vexed over lots of different things. well, i am too, mainly coz of studies. it is juz that i don't show that much of it ( except here). i juz believe that i can be a listening ear to anyone who needs it. sumtimes, things are not as tough as you think it is. :D juz smile, if you are breathing, living well:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-5886666585262794609?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/5886666585262794609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>went out with those lovely girls today. it has been ages since i last saw them, ha ha, at least i feel so, i dunno y. had lunch at xinwang and went to kbox. although didn't get to talk much after that, it was a great day. hmm, i dunno y but i have been feeling that it would be even harder to meet up since we have different schedules so juz felt like getting them belated or advance birthday presents. sorry viv, i juz can't think what to give to you, haha. i reached home feeling tired and all but yes, finally arranged my files and now all i need to do is to sell those sec sch books :P&lt;br /&gt; dunno who would want them, if want free, i also dun think i would mind giving them. those books are as good as new since i bought them yet never do them. i wonder how i passed my o' level...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i guess the world is juz too small, or maybe singapore is. that's y i know ppl that u know and u know ppl that i know. although i ought to have gotten used to hearing abt u, i can't help but feel slightly stuffy when i do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-3306559506572759563?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/3306559506572759563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=3306559506572759563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/3306559506572759563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/3306559506572759563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/2010/07/went-out-with-those-lovely-girls-today.html' title=''/><author><name>forgotteneverything</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02491695252593094727</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-36771359.post-1089701953018394452</id><published>2010-07-02T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T23:28:26.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it ended today, finally. but somehow, after it ended, i feel depressed. for someone who have big appetite to leave her half her plate filled during lunch, there is something wrong. yes, i didn't feel like eating at all, rushed thru the lunch and stoned while i waited. i am always the high 1 out of us 3 but at that point of time, i lost all my energy that even the way i walk feels wrong and draggy. the situation maintain until when i lost all my energy trying to find the sushi shop. it helped me become myself, again. i was happy and all but felt the emptiness and the pointlessness of many things that has occurred. bought nothing but matcha candy though it is said to be a shopping trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i am too contented with what i have now and at the same time take things for granted? like wanting to get a new wallet, for e.g., i can actually tell myself that i am fine with what i have now and thus no need for a new one and sumhow pursuaded myself. taking things for granted that i have been lucky that i didn't put in effort in my studies for so many years yet got my way to my sec sch and current jc somehow? haha, how ironic that a person can be said to be smart but not smart enuff to know and do what she ought to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe changes may help? maybe not tmr at least, coz it has been raining these days and i really dun like to get my hair wet with rain water. and that i really need to organise my files and books and tutorials since they have been thrown ard for too long, left without respect. i need time, and myself to listen to the right side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say that you can find happiness in learning, maybe i should try to find that happiness that i once had? no, it is mere incentive to trying to maintain status quo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i juz wanna pray that no, this time round, things shouldn't be the way i fear them to be. no, let the last fragments of pride remain, please, i beg of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-1089701953018394452?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/1089701953018394452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>man, i feel super stress when i realise i could lose everything. and yes, i was super emotional juz now, cried a ton juz coz she keep waking me up for not so impt stuff. man, i dun understand when i was said as though i was at fault for going to sch at 5.30? she sounded as though i was some kinda psycho when this is the first time ever that i stayed up the night coz i was feeling super anxious. i didn't slp a wink so what can you expect? she said to drop it all if i can't take it, go to poly, go to ite if i can't take all these. i juz hate it when she say such things to attack my confidence. i alrdy dun have enuff of those confidence and you are telling to do what i really wanna do- really give it all up. but if i really do so, would you be there for me? can i really stop schooling? no, she doesn't know how much effort i put in to get where i am now, how much pride i have that is slowly being brushed off my shoulders. coz she has never go though what i had went through. my only aim is to face the reality even if i feel suicidal at this point of time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-5018166459277443507?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/5018166459277443507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=5018166459277443507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/5018166459277443507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/5018166459277443507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/2010/06/man-i-feel-super-stress-when-i-realise.html' title=''/><author><name>forgotteneverything</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02491695252593094727</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-36771359.post-1022464176909009854</id><published>2010-06-15T00:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T00:53:46.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm, 吃饱喝足了，也玩够了，也许应该开始认真做事了吧？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-1022464176909009854?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/1022464176909009854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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of a sudden, i feel that my jc has been smooth sailing. and with all those titles come responsibility. now all that i need to do is to keep it up and going. When god and ppl around me have given me so many chances, all i need to do now is to ganbatae.:D and i really don't wanna throw my own face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-5472343275299433609?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/5472343275299433609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=5472343275299433609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/5472343275299433609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/5472343275299433609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/2010/06/all-of-sudden-i-feel-that-my-jc-has.html' title=''/><author><name>forgotteneverything</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02491695252593094727</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-36771359.post-1002956228137957497</id><published>2010-06-03T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T23:14:49.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it seems juz quite hard to forget the 2nd dream as much as the 1st dream. coz the feeling is juz so real for the 2nd dream and the 1st dream juz reflects the fear that i have in reality. the fear all so real that it doesn't matter if the dream felt real coz the fear is all that matters. maybe i would get over them eventually.. hmmm coz reality is still different from dreams and i am glad that it is so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on the lighter note, i juz feel that those jie-di-lians are romantic but not practical coz i have seen real-life examples and they all prove so. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-1002956228137957497?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/1002956228137957497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=1002956228137957497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/1002956228137957497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/1002956228137957497'/><link rel='alternate' 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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-36771359.post-4154234550198757852</id><published>2010-05-29T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T10:10:06.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>林俊傑-會讀書</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2jus-MQz9Ok&amp;amp;hl=en_US&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/2jus-MQz9Ok&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-36771359.post-8589692310649531022</id><published>2010-05-28T11:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T11:20:30.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Juz when i feel that i have gotten over u, it popped up in my email. -.-" hmm... whatever, juz see what time can do to me:D   and yes, i realised that there are many many ppl who are really nice but you can't see them more than juz nice ppl. yes, there are many many ppl who are really shuai but you can't see them more than juz shuai ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... yes, i need to buck up hehe, coz whr did my pride go?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-8589692310649531022?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36771359.post-8304752690631498149</id><published>2010-05-27T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T00:17:47.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last training with the seniors, although we only spent less than 4 months with them, somehow, i feel more attached to them then my rcy seniors ( i am sorry to say that ). maybe bcoz here in tkd, there isn't that much of senior and junior line, and i feel more at ease to ask them for help. and yes, also becoz there was competition and trainings tgt. although i feel that i dunno a lot of them that well, but i felt that those words of comfort when i broke down was quite helpful. but seriously, sometimes, i hear compliments and the next minute, i hear criticism and that makes me doubt a lot of their compliments now. i am rather confused as to whether i ought to listen to "good things" or the "bad things". hmm... time will tell me the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i found out that ppl aren't always what u see them as, there are multiple sides of them, sometimes so many that it makes u feel so confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet, there are some ppl that makes u wanna find out more... juz like the maths that i used to be so curious about when i was young. and yes, they are like mystery that makes u feel like a pi checking up on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i realised that there are things where you wouldn't know if you will get it until you try for it. and yes, even if there is slightest chance, grab it before it disappears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, confident in yourself does wonders. and yes, becoz i was lack of it during the competition, i screwed it up. it juz weren't up to my expectations. but yes, i received the first 2 medals (sports) in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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know which one is the main reason:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt as though i am the reason why the seniors are being punished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt bad when she offered to stay back to train us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt really confused when different ppl tell me to do different ways of moves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am really tired of myself when i heard the same tactics being told again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt really confused when i am criticised and praised the next minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt really confused as to why i am selected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt really stress when i face all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt like i might juz ruin the entire thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i juz felt really tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i juz doubted myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-8512790033519999164?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36771359.post-3972126310600944654</id><published>2010-05-07T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T22:47:33.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was rather disappoint with myself when i didn't perform well during 1st showcase. so was the 2nd 1. when i got in... i was surprised, questioned and doubted myself ( i still do ). i start to wonder if i was let in coz they needed certain number of ppl or out of sympathy. whenever i screw up those showcases, i wonder...i wonder why my heart beat so fast, why my hand tremble and my mind goes blank when i face them? where is my courage? for twice this wk, i have the urge to cry and break down but i didn't... i stuffed food into my mouth instead. thank god, stomach is distensible, otherwise my stomach would have burst long ago. food therapy, retail therapy... those are temporary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i can totally understand.... a minute on stage worth a decade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-3972126310600944654?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/3972126310600944654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=3972126310600944654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/3972126310600944654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/3972126310600944654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-was-rather-disappoint-with-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>forgotteneverything</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02491695252593094727</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-36771359.post-7608050920235703260</id><published>2010-04-19T22:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T22:05:23.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>下雨天了 怎麼辦 我好想你&lt;br /&gt;我不敢打給你 我找不到原因&lt;br /&gt;為什麼失眠的聲音 變得好熟悉&lt;br /&gt;沈默的場景 做你的代替 陪我等雨停&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;期待讓人越來越沉溺 (疲憊)&lt;br /&gt;誰和我一樣 等不到他的誰&lt;br /&gt;愛上你我總在學會 寂寞的滋味&lt;br /&gt;一個人撐傘 一個人擦淚 一個人好累&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怎樣的雨 怎樣的夜&lt;br /&gt;怎樣的我 能讓你更想念&lt;br /&gt;雨要多大 天要多黑&lt;br /&gt;才能夠有你的體貼&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其實沒有我你分不出哪些差別&lt;br /&gt;結局還能多明顯&lt;br /&gt;別說你會難過 別說你想改變&lt;br /&gt;被愛的人不用道歉&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-7608050920235703260?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/7608050920235703260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=7608050920235703260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/7608050920235703260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/7608050920235703260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>forgotteneverything</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02491695252593094727</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-36771359.post-1730504396678558114</id><published>2010-04-03T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T22:40:36.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yap, 4 mths into jc and i see everyone mugging. kinda start to wonder why i don't mug? hmm... i still owe lots of language hw. it seems that there ain't really anything that i want really badly after all. in studies, in relationships, in terms of popularity, in terms of physical appearance... nothing. i really wonder when i will start striving for things that i want? long wkends... i juz end up slacking with hw undone. hmm...dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taekwondo performance on thursday... somehow, i felt that the wk-long trainings were all worth it... despite only able to reach home after 9.40 everyday. and... i dunno why but i keep slping lots after the performance. and during those training days, i realised that if i do not need to slp at all, i would have so much more time and enough time to complete everything. perhaps i was influenced by that movie that i watched... the guy that had insomnia after he broke up and found out that he didn't know how to spend the extra time he had... except that i don't have any break up or any of that sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr... the routine starts again... T_T sometimes, i hope that something exciting (positive) might juz happen in my life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-1730504396678558114?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/1730504396678558114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=1730504396678558114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/1730504396678558114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/1730504396678558114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/2010/04/yap-4-mths-into-jc-and-i-see-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>forgotteneverything</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02491695252593094727</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-36771359.post-2367715221290398225</id><published>2010-03-28T10:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T10:44:39.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it is when u realised that what u have so much lesser than others that you start to feel discontented. it is then that you start to find excuses and start to blame ppl ard u and yourself for not having the things that others have. this is wrong and you know it, but you can't help it but do it coz you juz wanted to vent it all. after a while, you realised what you have done wrong and how guilty you feel. so... you juz decide to 没有这么大的头不要戴哪么的帽子.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-2367715221290398225?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/2367715221290398225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=2367715221290398225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/2367715221290398225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/2367715221290398225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-is-when-u-realised-that-what-u-have.html' 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it when i am seems to resemble them. :( hmm... hope it really fades away, really, or else i would feel that that was one of my most embarassing moments ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for jc, i kinda felt the pressure to complete tutorials for this whole wk coz i haven't been doing my tutorials and others did. its like i feel guilty if i don't do them, but at the same time, i am too lazy :P procrastinating until now. hmmm... as for tkd, it is pretty much like ug, well, except that it requires flexibility (which i lack). hope i do well for it nxt wk or the following wk... i want my coloured belts:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for friends, i still can't quite find those that i can be as close as i am to you guys. really, true friendship can be really difficult to find. but i feel quite comfortable with ppl ard me ( well, at least when i still dun quite have to interact with ppl in my cca and same other ppl in my class ). and that i still wake up real early every day so that i can have peaceful breakfast in sch- chicken burger and milk/ drinks. hehe, i started this habit when i started jc since the lunch break is much later and i cant tahan till then. i used to vomit if i eat breakfast in sec sch so i am quite amazed at my biological change. as well as the ability to run 1.7 without stopping at all after eating breakfast, haha, perhaps, it is due to stress from environment? or, may be it is juz whether you are determined enuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i actually forgot to bring my hairclips and stuff like that tie my hair to sch coz i was in a rush. and i feel so fortunate when my fren brought me a hairband coz i smsed her. i mean she has short hair so she don't usually tie hair... i feel so fortunate at times like that, coz i would have been walking ard sch with untied hair if its without her T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh...am i being too sensitive again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36771359.post-7955364452717242883</id><published>2010-03-20T23:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T23:54:02.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FLO Rida feat. 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T.Pain Music from the Movie Step Up 2 &amp;#39;Low&amp;#39;'/><author><name>forgotteneverything</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02491695252593094727</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-36771359.post-6652789526292123569</id><published>2010-03-20T22:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T22:07:33.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>090929 KOMO news Seattle 2PM Jaebeom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/MdxC5gHhjFg' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/MdxC5gHhjFg'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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Cole'/><author><name>forgotteneverything</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02491695252593094727</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-36771359.post-320295473040487633</id><published>2010-03-18T00:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T00:36:44.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[MV] SHINee - Replay (dance version)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/1wT6YyxuL70' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/1wT6YyxuL70'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it would be good if i can dance this well:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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version)'/><author><name>forgotteneverything</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02491695252593094727</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-36771359.post-5615911953137626396</id><published>2010-03-14T02:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T02:33:00.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so long never blog le... juz pure laziness. i guess juz treat this blog as hibernating blog bah, coz nt many ppl will visit too. 1 mth... hmm the sch .... i am now used to the travelling time, place and the ppl thr. it is pretty much like cedar juz that by the time i get home, the sun has set and i have to set off b4 the sunrises. it sound like those china farmers in the olden days... there's a saying for it. i am too lazy.... really... slping during lectures... nt doing tutorials.... endless list. hmm why did i go to this sch although it is very risky? many reasons bah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. coz the uni is green&lt;br /&gt;2. it has gd reputation&lt;br /&gt;3. i wanna guard my pride&lt;br /&gt;4. coz i thought we would be closer this way&lt;br /&gt;5. they offer more subjects n more flexible subject combi&lt;br /&gt;6. coz of senior's recommendation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm....what is the topic these days in jc? i guess its mostly teasing ppl in my clique abt guys they sorta interested in (excluding me). i feel rather superficial when i do so at times... it is juz so dif from sec sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys... thr are only 2 in class... nt my cup of tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i juz feel so tired for such things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cca? up till now, i quite like it. reason for joining it? partly becoz of u. partly becoz i thought that joining a sports cca meant no need to attend swimming lessons which proved untrue. juz that the stretching part totally kills me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pe? i think i will get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tests? no, i dun think i will pass them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;promotional exams? i think most probably pass them coz i really hate to hear this word :"old"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slp? 4 to 5 hrs per day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss anyone? yes, my frens:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired? yah, my muscles ache&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y am i blogging at such hour? coz i am in that mood to do so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-5615911953137626396?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/5615911953137626396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/pocdb3zHAkk' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/pocdb3zHAkk'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;love selina's purple t-bar!!!&lt;br /&gt;=====&lt;br /&gt;RAP：如果說這世界 不夠完美不夠好 &lt;br /&gt;一定是在等我們 親手給它變得美好 &lt;br /&gt;就像愛(S：愛上你~) 看起來 會那麽少&lt;br /&gt;一定是在等我們 (S：愛上你~)&lt;br /&gt;一起勇敢尋找 一起找到&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S：一片片落葉 會開出個花園&lt;br /&gt;手牽手捱過整個冬天&lt;br /&gt;每隻蝴蝶 爲了飛 爲了翩翩起舞 先做一個圈&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E：最美海岸綫 總是要很蜿蜒&lt;br /&gt;才足夠讓人忘返流連&lt;br /&gt;你的身邊 要不是比天邊還遙遠 勇氣怎麽出現&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H：當我終於住進你的心裏 分享同一個世界&lt;br /&gt;(S + E： HA~~ HA HA HA)&lt;br /&gt;H+E：身後錯過痛過漫長情節 都變甜美&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E：只有我暸解 這幸福感覺 (S+H：WOO~~~)&lt;br /&gt;美得值得去付出一切 (S：HA~~HA~ 愛上你)&lt;br /&gt;E+H：能夠遇見你 認識你 喜歡你 愛上你&lt;br /&gt;(S：愛上你) 感謝我每滴眼淚&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S：只要你明白 我有多珍貴 好得值得你為我改變&lt;br /&gt;(E: Woo ~ ~~ HA AH HA AH)&lt;br /&gt;H + E：(S：愛上你) 請你 繼續 溫柔 &lt;br /&gt;交換我 燦爛笑容&lt;br /&gt;(S：愛上你) 一天一天 到永遠那一天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAP：YA YA~ 愛上你有多幸運 像是天使的禮物&lt;br /&gt;我們不要背負著幸福 一定要更加幸福&lt;br /&gt;如果愛 真的是 慢慢的燒&lt;br /&gt;我們就 一起燒乾我們 這樣的同一個愛就會到老&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E：一片片落葉 會開出個花園&lt;br /&gt;手牽手捱過整個冬天&lt;br /&gt;每隻蝴蝶 爲了飛 爲了翩翩起舞 先做一個圈&lt;br /&gt;(H：每隻蝴蝶 爲了飛)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S：最美海岸綫 總是要很蜿蜒 (H：YA~YA~YA~)&lt;br /&gt;才足夠讓人忘返流連 (E：BABY OH MY LOVE)&lt;br /&gt;你的身邊 要不是比天邊還遙遠 勇氣怎麽出現&lt;br /&gt;(H：要不是)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H：當你終於走到我的面前&lt;br /&gt;(S+E：HA~~HA HA HA~~) &lt;br /&gt;完整所有的畫面 (E：完整所有的畫面)&lt;br /&gt;就算苦辣酸甜嘗過一遍 只剩喜悅~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H：只有我暸解 是幸福感覺 (S+E：WOO~~~)&lt;br /&gt;美得值得去付出一切 (S：值得我付出一切)&lt;br /&gt;E + H：(S：愛上你) 能夠遇見你 認識你 &lt;br /&gt;喜歡你 愛上你 感謝我每滴眼淚 (E：感謝我每滴眼淚) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H：只要你明白 我有多珍貴 (S: HA~ ~~ )&lt;br /&gt;好得值得你為我改變 (S：為我改變)&lt;br /&gt;S+E：(H：愛上你)請你 繼續 溫柔 交換我 燦爛笑容&lt;br /&gt;一天一天 到永遠那一天&lt;br /&gt;(H：愛上你)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.H.E：下雪大雨過後晴朗的天 寬闊而耀眼&lt;br /&gt;(H：寬闊而耀眼) 每個黎明都需要由夜生圈&lt;br /&gt;S：往回看 S+H：每兜一個圈(E：每兜一個圈)&lt;br /&gt;S：每一條 S+H：迂迴的曲線 (E：迂迴的曲線)&lt;br /&gt;S.H.E：都是為愛上你必需留的伏線&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E：只有我暸解 是幸福感覺&lt;br /&gt;(S+H：Oh My Love)&lt;br /&gt;E：美得值得去付出一切&lt;br /&gt;(S+H：Oh My Love)&lt;br /&gt;S.H.E：能夠遇見你 認識喜歡你 &lt;br /&gt;愛上你 感謝我每滴眼淚 &lt;br /&gt;(S：愛上你的眼淚)&lt;br /&gt;(S+H：HA~~ HA HA HA ~) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E：只要你明白(H：HA~HA) &lt;br /&gt;E：我有多珍貴 (S: YA~ YA~~ )&lt;br /&gt;好得值得你為我改變 (E：為我改變)&lt;br /&gt;S+E：(H：愛上你)請你 繼續 &lt;br /&gt;溫柔 交換我 燦爛笑容&lt;br /&gt;一天一天 到永遠那一天&lt;br /&gt;(H：愛上你)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAP：如果說這世界 不夠完美不夠好 &lt;br /&gt;一定是在等我們 親手給它變得美好 &lt;br /&gt;就像愛 看起來 會那麽少&lt;br /&gt;一定是在 等我們&lt;br /&gt;一起勇敢尋找 一起找到 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-1719178050373035380?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36771359.post-8256657853109278516</id><published>2010-02-12T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T00:16:55.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>outing with the girls:D -12.02.10</title><content type='html'>it was quite unexpected coz usually, our outings r canceled due to- not- full- attendence, yah, which is quite sad coz we didn't go out as a clique D": it was really fun!!! in fact, i like to juz after a meal (wasn't a very good meal, though), talk about everything that happens in our lives until the sun goes down the hill. to me, spending a day that way is much more meaningful than catching dramas/ slp at home/ go shopping etc. as in, i feel more connected that way. maybe we should make that area our usual place to "connect" and stay in touch even when we go separate ways. i hope we do stay the way we are and will not split up that easily coz 4years together is not a very short relationship and i do cherish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after being on the rollercoaster ride of fever for the past week, the-almost-healthy-thidar went to sch today. supposed to have road run but didn't go for it coz i am still a bit unwell. cny celebration was quite different from sec sch coz there wasn't the usual cny concert or the god of fortune but rather a cny carnival. although the carnival quite small and short, it was a different experience. and also due to my piercing-sore-throat, i didn't eat much. i had some sushi and some fries(quite yucky) for breakfast. after that, went off to cityhall and didn't finish that souperlicious soup set. (usually, i could finish it till the bowl sparkles) then, went to subway and head to bowling alley. i guess our skills "deproved", haha. opps, i juz rmb, we have to return the pink bowl back to that uncle. T_T, i am so sorry, it slipped my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cny deco ard the marina bay was quite alrite. i am not really attracted by such decos usually, but this time, it is with dif ppl so got dif feel:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am very sorry to know that you are not happy there. i thought you were. i doubt i can offer any words to comfort you, coz i dunno how to do so the correct way. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i juz dun wanna get hurt again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It is great to know that you have a partner that treasures you and with mutual affections:D how sweet :D it is a happy happy valentine's day for you:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last and also the very least, i will cut it when i feel indifferent when i see or hear you again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-8256657853109278516?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/8256657853109278516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=8256657853109278516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/8256657853109278516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/8256657853109278516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/2010/02/outing-with-girlsd-120210.html' title='outing with the girls:D -12.02.10'/><author><name>forgotteneverything</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02491695252593094727</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-36771359.post-5366090905319271884</id><published>2010-02-03T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T23:19:04.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha, sunburn. its painful when i put on the haversack. and those lovely long hairs love to get stuck between the shoulder and haversack. orientation is even more fun, juz that 2dae we have to do this skit thing for o nite which i detest. why? the reason is that i prepared for it as told but things that were prepared were not used at all. and i had to slp later than usual for that. T_T anyway, no need to rant abt things that won't change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning, i was juz starting to have this sweet dream with shuai ge (from my perspective, he ain't that shuai in reality) then my hp went ring... aiyo, disturb my sweet dream. :( told my mum and she said if can dun go sch then dun go, anyway haven't start lessons yet. but i juz have to get used to waking up so early and amazingly, after 2 days, i didn't slp on the bus in the morning at all. That's bcoz there was this lady who were dozing off and her long hair keep brushing my arm when she lean near me. can't stand it. really. it wasn't becoz of dozing off (coz every1 does that) but rather that she didn't bother to tie her hair up when it is so long and she is going for work, which ought to be more formal. aiyo, hope i dun turn out like her when i start working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr... i am anxious. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;sumtimes, i juz jealous unknowingly when i see u mentioning sum1 but i have learnt to control such sinful feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-5366090905319271884?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/5366090905319271884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=5366090905319271884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/5366090905319271884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/5366090905319271884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/2010/02/haha-sunburn.html' title=''/><author><name>forgotteneverything</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02491695252593094727</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-36771359.post-5216302079670280658</id><published>2010-02-02T19:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T20:20:35.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so far, life in tj has been great. orientation... as much as i would like to cheer very enthu-ly, my og doesnt seems to be that active so i go along with them. recent days, they have become much more enthu though:D found a friend that have very similar character as angie:D but she is much more quiet. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and guess what, i saw sum1 i didnt expect to see ystday, pretend nvr see, but eventually have to acknowledge that i did. hmm, lets juz say that i dun intend to meet or talk to that person if possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had water games ystday and i sensed the dif in cedar and tj-&gt; cedar girls tend to wear super-sized shirts and short-shorts and when i did so ystday in tj, the reaction was like why is ur shirt soooooo big? i went -.-  and as i brought the wrong attire (actually, the ogl sorta told me the wrong msg), i gained quite a lot of unwanted attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u dunno how shocked i was when i received ur call. really, i could feel your upset-ness and do understand why. u tried hard for it and yet unable to get it. but really, there are other opportunities out there and they are still there for you to grab them. and really, u must think of the other side of story. look on the brighter side. even if u dun get it, it might not exactly be a bad thing since u can nvr be sure whether u really like it as u nvr try it b4. i dun really know who to comfort ppl and i felt as though i was talking big reasons or giving lecture when i do so. but really, it is a mere obstacle that u know u can cross over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i reached sch earlier than usual and guess what, i didn't slp a wink on the bus at all. hehe, saw this person i know on the bus but have no intention of talking to that person. orientation today was like rcy outing in a very slow pace. very slow... hmm, our og, we will only be tgt for abt 3 more days... T_T but really, i feel tired with muscle aches after these 2 days. i am thinking abt cutting hair...coz &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. the reason i leave long hair is rather illogical&lt;br /&gt;2. it is very difficult to maintain&lt;br /&gt;3. i dun wanna have receding hairline&lt;br /&gt;4. i look like an ah ma with long hair&lt;br /&gt;5. fray hairs keep irritating my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz...still thinking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-5216302079670280658?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/5216302079670280658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=5216302079670280658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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requires internet. and i was utterly bored on my last free day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't feel much when i saw the posting results, as if it ought to happen. when i heard that many ppl r either unhappy with their l1r5 or the posting results, i told my mum that. then she said, "you see, you are so lucky that you can get into the sch that u chose." actually, i do know that i am lucky. i have always been since i was a kid, well, except the fact that he left me when i was quite young. although my mum rarely fufil my wishes by buying things that i ask for, my relatives (somehow) always happen to give those things as present. so i was really happy when i could get things like dresses and stuff like that. then, when i came here, although i was a year later, i was happy to get those prizes and during psle, although i didn't study, i got into cedar. and now, got into tj (with conditions) although i didn't study much for o' level. so i feel really fortunate to be getting those things that i have always wished for. these things, they make me feel really greatful to god. however, i got the feeling that this o' level posting might be the last time he is giving in to me, the last chance he is giving this lazy me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-2589831146241467902?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/2589831146241467902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=2589831146241467902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/2589831146241467902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/2589831146241467902'/><link 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senior, can't really see her face, it was all black. and saw puay joo and mrs. koh (again). in the dream, i missed my lectures becoz i didn't know where to find my timetable and that i was thinking of getting an mc to show that i didn't skip on purpose. then i asked puayjoo and she said the timetable is behind the library area and that i have to copy down by myself. so i went and found myself helpless, ask that senior to help and this is what she said: " don't expect help from me all the time, my water can't always save you." how true, but i guess i am juz scared abt what i am going to face in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-7183042418600260528?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/7183042418600260528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36771359.post-6976130880552467516</id><published>2010-01-23T06:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T06:32:25.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how amazing! i totally didn't sleep a wink! it is the first time that i could tahan not sleeping till such hours. haha. so now i using my last bit of energy. i wonder if i should change my blogskin? but the current one is rather meaningful. oh, viv is coming back:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-6976130880552467516?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/6976130880552467516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>i juz realised that the previous post is probably the longest post of this year. this blog, it has been alive for many years. i wonder if it will die when jc starts... somehow, i hope that jc will be a better experience compared to sec sch or pri sch. after all, i am old and ought to be old enuff to handle the stress or to get along with ppl. it is still very cold now. how i wish that it is not that windy. watched hear me, all about steve and jie di lian ystday till 5am so i felt as though i was having a hangover when i woke up this afternoon. love the hour-long-bathe. slacked a little on fb before starting the long overdue data entry that i promised sis. by the dinner time, i've got them done and packed. so i started the sorting out of papers, and guess what, that blur boss actually stucked a piece of $50 dollar in a hongbao along with those paper. haha, i was so happy when i saw that even though it has to be given back to the rightful owner. haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my shoulder blade still hurts T_T despite putting on medicated plaster for 1 whole night the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to tpy tmr, for gym and library. perhaps i should spend some time there since i haven't been to the library for quite a while and doubt i may have the time to read books there in future. in fact, tpy holds quite a lot of memories for me, both good and bad. somehow, i start to miss those times when i was a kid and need not worry about pretty much anything. juz play and study.... perhaps occasionally beatings? hmm. ppl have to grow up, that's so saddening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-6964792131571276842?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/6964792131571276842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36771359.post-4613102047110804134</id><published>2010-01-21T03:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T04:03:03.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why am i here at this point of time? hmm... emo-ing bah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept really lot today. woke up at 1pm and actually fell asleep at 3 plus again till like 5.30. since then, i've been awake till now. how unusual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19th:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 7am due to my nephew again. laze ard my com till 8am. wash up and stuff like that. i was really anticipated abt today's outing. its as if i am really seeing them for the last time (obviously, it is not true since i juz discovered that i have the ability to pester ppl... hehe). so finally, 10.15am came so off i went to kbox. this time, the lunch taste so much better than the previous 1. i started off with 4 fang da tong songs. (his songs are really difficult to follow although i have listened to them like hundred times) so as usual, those lee hom songs(yvonne) and those dif-songs(ju) followed. being "the harmoniser", i sang along almost every song although my voice probably spoilt their singing. it was more fun to sing along then to sing alone, coz i will get embarrassed. ended the k-box session with my Z-chen songs. viv arrived. so off to bowling but felt rather bad that she had to have subway for her lunch. bowling...hmmm doubt i can get in. haha. to me, it is a pure luck and concentration kinda thing. i may get a strike twice in a row or go down the drain for twice in a row. (and i dun think my muscles are that capable in carrying those bowls.) i felt bad again during the pool-ing session coz i kept yawning and was very lethargic. drained away my $ at arcade again. once and again, i told myself that those games are not worth it yet i end up giving way to my curiosity (that i might even excel in a game). yap, by this time, ju and yvonne had left. so we were clueless to what to do nxt. drank bubble tea and walked ard. bought matcha ice cream on an impluse. had dinner at asian kitchen. hmm, the service was gd since they immediately got me pieces of napkin and a new cup of water when i spilt my last cup. however, the xiao long bao was a little not up to my expectation. it was juicy but the soup was salty and the skin seems hard (perhaps it was cold that's why). i was really super bloated after the dinner. went back to marina sq to kaypoh the teen modeling competition. can't really see the models clearly due to my contacts. (btw, i look weird without those glasses) so we walked ard again and this time, back to the grassy area near the starbucks. it is breezy there and really scenic (perhaps my contacts acting up that blurry feel again). so we walked to esplanade and the flyer. haha it was quite fun talking abt everything under the sky (i think i did most talking...hehe). so from the flyer, walked back to esplanade and sat there for awhile. then walked back to mrt. then.... those art pieces. they freak me out seriously. i had the feeling that those convicts were real when i saw the second picture. i felt that i have seen him somewhere before, like on wikipedia or on tv. and the theme... arh. maybe bcoz i have thought abt how i wanna die (i mean ppl have to die eventually so why not find a way that you would prefer to die) and seriously, i dun wanna die feeling hungry. and my preferred way of dying would be peaceful in a sleep without any symptoms or illnesses to show that i would. so when i saw what kinda food they had for their last meal and some were denied so, i feel sad yet another part of me felt that if they had done something that deserve such treatments, why should i feel sad for them? arg. i didn't read what kinds of crime they have convicted when they were alive so i can't judge from my point of view if they deserve it. neither do i have the heart to read on those "profiles" or to accept them as art. at the end, that passage of words... they may deliver something that the artist wishes to convey but in a way, i felt as though he shouldn't do this as he ought to have some respect for them in any way. perhaps, i wouldn't feel this way if i were to those convicts' victims or their next of kin. i felt burdened after that walk along the linkway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next chapter, haha, viv's tail (literally) was caught by me. hehe, though my memory fails me quite a lot these days, i seems to remember what i have said before. haha. it cracks me up and surprises me at the same time. hmm, dun worry, i will get over him although u've said it is possible that it might work out. i felt otherwise now coz when i saw that picture, i feel that i don't understand him at all. not at all. yah, so i rather save my pride and let the nature take its course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, btw, viv, have fun in Thailand!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-4613102047110804134?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/4613102047110804134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=4613102047110804134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/4613102047110804134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/4613102047110804134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-am-i-here-at-this-point-of-time-hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>forgotteneverything</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02491695252593094727</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-36771359.post-1727157775657501683</id><published>2010-01-19T00:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T00:55:16.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as rcy often ask us to do those strengths and weaknesses list, i feel like doing one on myself today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weaknesses:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. can be very kaypoh certain things if it is abt something/someone she cares&lt;br /&gt;2. basically, can't be bothered with anything that doesn't personally concerns her&lt;br /&gt;3. very persistent on things she deem correct&lt;br /&gt;4. tend to take words seriously -&gt; unable to differentiate jokes and scarsm&lt;br /&gt;5. can be too emotional when under stress&lt;br /&gt;6. overly pessimistic when the ppl ard her add oil to fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;君子之交淡如水,小人之交甘若醴.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literally: The friendship between men of virtue is clear like water (no flavor, but free of harmful substances -- i.e. self-interest. In contrast, the friendship between lesser men is sweet like wine, but lacks true substance).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read this saying from a newspaper column a few weeks ago. i guess it is true. true friendship remain pure and they care for one another although they might not show it to the extreme. tmr will be most probably the last time we are tgt. since it is so dif to get tgt now due to our schedules (i sound as if we were some kpop stars that are super busy), much less when we are in jc. so..... there are lots of things i want to say, i wanna thank, i wanna apologise but when i start writing down on the paper, nothing really comes out. i guess those words are better kept in my heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, i feel as though i am very sentimental and emotional. maybe... i have changed?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-1727157775657501683?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36771359.post-2229287975383625768</id><published>2010-01-16T01:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T01:26:17.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a sudden off day again. dun really mind it this time round coz i wasn't exactly in the mood to work. went shopping after lazing ard for a long while. i am a little shocked that the sales at cottonon is still on and items there are really cheap. haha, so i bought a pair of sandals. i guess cottonon have been earning rather lot of my money. saw this pretty cute water bottle with encouraging words on it. still thinking if i should get it. perhaps i will if i really get into tj. had pretzels on my way there, it wasn't as good as i thought it would be, juz plain hard with a tint of sweetness. read this book in one of the bookstore that says that i would have to work hard this year and that i am rather pessimistic-need confidence and stuff like that. i guess it is right, whether i can succeed or not depends on myself. bought green tea candy and sausage on the way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, ppl should have proper work ethnics and manners even if they were to be mere part-timers. even if the customer is of the same age as them or even younger, they shouldn't talk crap to them. i ought to have talked some sense to those ppl. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, bought japanese pizza and went home to take panadol since i have been having migraine even before i went out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept for awhile till juz now, guess i won't be able to sleep tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched Kimi ni Shika Kikoenai and shed some tears despite knowing that it is not logical at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-36771359.post-4293953521690440526</id><published>2010-01-14T12:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T12:14:57.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it seems  that i have been  relying on ppl too much, so much so that the old self disappeared. i should try to find it back. fear of the future challenges juz seems so unacceptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;t or sa??? either way, i will suffer. if its t, it is more tiring, with more things to study, but perhaps i will be more motivate there and be happier. if its sa, it is a dead end with limited subject combi, closer, less things  to study, but i might become more slack than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let the god/fate decide. as much as i am not very religious, at times like this, i'll let things go along the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah, had a crush. if it is a mere crush, the feeling wouldn't last. so let time show if it is a true one. two years isn't too much to ask for. being juz a friend or even less than that is also not too much to ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;separate ways we go, yet i wish that we wouldn't. i will still miss you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what an emo post?!...off to bathe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-4293953521690440526?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/4293953521690440526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=4293953521690440526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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they have something on, so i went to work for 2 hrs( how stupid is that? as in, how can a person work for 2 hrs only ) when i was on my way, boss's daughter gave me a call, saying that her dad is waiting for me at the shop( the key is with me since they intended to let me open the store today ) and that to ask him to call her coz she needs to get sumthing from him and he didn't have his hp with him. so i was like ok, rushed to the shop. reached there straight on the dot, 11am. lent my hp to boss first b4 opening the door. then the phone in the shop starts ringing, the lady boss.. so the boss rushed out after getting call. while 'keeping the door' , the phone rang again. i picked up and told her that the boss is out, but she said i know and blamed me for being late, what if something urgent happens... so i rebutted that i wasn't late ( although i was late b4 twice,v sorry abt that). she juz hung up on me. i  went ??  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i didn't expect an adult to act like this. i thought they should be more... i don't know. they were nice and all at first but these days, i really feel like  quiting the job. perhaps, i will be happier that way, coz the only reason why i wanted to work was that i wanted that teeny weeny bit of financial freedom. and now that they keep changing the working hours and i only know what time i'm supposed to start work the the day before, it is very....unstable.  i don't like the unstable, unpredictable kinda feeling. i can't make appointments with my friends, i can't go to places as i planned. but today, it really made me feel rather upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought the boss will come and take over the shop when the time's up. but they wanted to leave the door keys with the sales lady next door instead. in case thief case happens, played safe and went to hougang to give the boss his keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all those whiles, i was hoping that the time will pass by at the speed of  the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked a long way to sch. i was alrdy sweating and stuff like that yet when i wanted to enter the hall, that same office lady stopped me. -.-" made my way through anyway, juz in time for the release of results, dun need to wait for those long winded speeches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ms Chng gave me a scared when she counted for me and said i had 15. i got so pale that i can't even do simple calculations. thankful that ju was there for me. then i  started to drop 2 tears when Mrs. Koh came to comfort me. (she was in my nightmareT_T) (i rarely cry unless, i get a beating or is under super stress so u know how stressed i was)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thankful although i had double digits. probably bcoz i had real bad images in my head, imagining that i can't qualify for jc or poly that i had to go ite. i was scared but i probably never say this out b4 the release of results. i was so scared that i even wanted vivienne to look at the result slip for me and keep those numbers in my heart, not telling any1 even my mum. eventually, i let it go. what difference will it make even if they knew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was such a relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;time to work hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-8725707452765917500?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/8725707452765917500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=8725707452765917500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/8725707452765917500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/8725707452765917500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/2010/01/result-day-i-took-leave-for-today.html' title=''/><author><name>forgotteneverything</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02491695252593094727</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-36771359.post-5338778198995929887</id><published>2010-01-10T03:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T03:50:02.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm...its less than 36 hrs to the doom. i decided to give myself up to the fate. i should have the courage to face the truth after what i've done, isn't it? even if it &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sucks to the core&lt;/span&gt;, even if i have to retake the O's, i will do so. have work tmr 1pm-7pm. i hate it when they keep changing the time like that. first they ask me to become full time, next they keep changing the my working hours like i ought to be free whenever they wish. only worked for 4 hrs today. it's not even worth my transportation fees. in a little bad mood today, that's why i'm ranting. perhaps, i am juz too worried. had kfc's lovely shroomsburger meal on my way home:D after having 2 extra large prawns, intended to retreat to my room...got caught by my sis T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ended up helping her sort out her papers till 11.45pm. a total of 4+ hrs... had a big cup of cereals and 3 slices of raisin bread:D so contented coz i was feeling really unwell b4 that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought a new orange cardigan for my mum since the 1 i bought that day on sale have 2 small holes in it(wouldn't want her to wear that, and had a scolding from her for being so blind B) ) . i am glad that she don't seems  to mind having a new cardigan:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ah.. i juz dun get sum ppl, y can't they juz tell the person they like that they like her???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ahhh...i am scared. 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36771359.post-8696464672271325982</id><published>2010-01-08T11:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T11:41:19.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yah, its 3 more days to go. all of a sudden, i hope that the result will be out soon. at least it can remove all the nightmares and turn everything into reality- settled, unable to change. it is a better way, to release me, instead of hoping that day will never come. reading some ppl's blog make me feel that i am not alone afterall. not the only one thinking or feeling the way that i feel. nope, i can't control how i feel but i can control my actions through logic and experience. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;nope, the age gap is too much to handle, nope, i wouldn't confess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i feel like quiting job after 11th. perhaps i feel like running away from the world after the release of the results so that they wouldn't chase after me for how much i scored, no, how badly i scored. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'm juz not as great as what you think i am.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;the inferior complex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-8696464672271325982?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/8696464672271325982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=8696464672271325982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/8696464672271325982'/><link 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usual or is it becoz of that the temperature really went down. thidar...where did the pride that you had for yourself when you write your name go?? i am sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-397632824046405376?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/397632824046405376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=397632824046405376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/397632824046405376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/397632824046405376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFXHljisqNQ/S0SxCi4PXDI/AAAAAAAAAKs/W6WIfI51QpQ/s320/DSC00023%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the @nd ice cream in a day:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the prom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a little hectic, even for the buying dress part. did my makeup (for the very first time) and prepare everything in an hour and rushed there in a taxi. a little disappointed with the food (except for the strawberries and kiwi), i thought that they should put more effort in getting proper food then to have those eardrums-bursting-loudspeakers and the mc. they can juz get a teacher or a lower sec to be the mc. in a nut shell, everyone looked so different from their normal selves that day, pretty pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a forced off day. visited viv at the pharmarcy and bought eyedrops especially for contact lens. the one i'm currently using is actually quite gd ( they tested it on rabbits, hope it is works equally well on human eyes) but it has preservatives in it which is not suitable to use when wearing contact lens. literally had my breakfast, lunch and dinner at marche ( well, for the first time), since i didn't eat anything before that, not even water. it juz happened that way after waking up at 10.30am in the morning. i juz weren't hungry. visited fuzhi since he was working there:D the pasta was actually quite filling although the portion looked quite small. then the shopping begins, and for the first time, i bought a lot of clothes, 3 cardigans and 1 t-shirt at cotton on:D then went to the cold rock for icecream since viv was exceptionally hungry today. (our roles switched since i was the one who was always hungry:P ) then went to forever21  -&gt; food court(for watermelon) -&gt; marche -&gt; home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum was a little angry although i got her a cardigan. T_T coz i was a little late, reached home at 10.40p.m. yah, i know it is improper for a girl to go home at such hours but i still wanna have some freedom, not like cinderella, have to go home by 12p.m.  -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is confirmed, its gonna be nxt mon, 11th of jan, 1.30pm +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking abt it the whole day after seeing it on fb.&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; i might really kill myself if its not gd enuff.(jking)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-807479906436711675?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/807479906436711675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=807479906436711675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/807479906436711675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/807479906436711675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/2010/01/home-my-mum-was-little-angry-although-i.html' title=''/><author><name>forgotteneverything</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02491695252593094727</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/_lFXHljisqNQ/S0SxCi4PXDI/AAAAAAAAAKs/W6WIfI51QpQ/s72-c/DSC00023%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36771359.post-6143662577388190808</id><published>2010-01-06T00:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T00:04:19.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2AM - Confession of a Friend [english subs + romanization + kor lyrics]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/DR6TyB49AY8' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/DR6TyB49AY8'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;jo kwon:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-6143662577388190808?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/6143662577388190808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=6143662577388190808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/6143662577388190808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/6143662577388190808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/2010/01/2am-confession-of-friend-english-subs.html' title='2AM - Confession of a Friend [english subs + romanization + kor lyrics]'/><author><name>forgotteneverything</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02491695252593094727</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-36771359.post-6450704107698472020</id><published>2010-01-01T01:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T01:44:17.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its 2010. how fast... this year, i don't really feel very excited about the New Year, its juz a normal day with people trying to celebrate. i am a little lack of sleep. how about getting new year resolutions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. to work with the enthusiasm that i had when i first started work ( for the days i will be working ) . (that Japanese service with a big wide smile no matter what)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. to be happy (at least try to be happy, and not let the history repeat itself) with whatever jc/ poly i am going to be in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. to work harder for another 2 years till i know what i wanna be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. to have a little more freedom financially ( hope my debit card will arrive soon :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. try to forget things and people that i should&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. learn how to play 'First Love' piano version&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. finish all those exams asap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. have a near to perfect prom/grad nite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. be more caring towards the people around me ( i will rmb their bdays :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. to have a healthier diet ( stop skipping meals at times and stop eatting so much chocolate coated almonds/ hazelnuts )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. to be more tidy and organised in everything that i do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. to grow up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36771359-6450704107698472020?l=endless1time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/feeds/6450704107698472020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36771359&amp;postID=6450704107698472020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/6450704107698472020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36771359/posts/default/6450704107698472020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endless1time.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-2010.html' title=''/><author><name>forgotteneverything</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02491695252593094727</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>
