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YOU ACTUALLY COUNT.&lt;br /&gt;and he was like yep, realised 5 mins ago.&lt;br /&gt;ass.&lt;br /&gt;he told me about his DISC talk thingy.&lt;br /&gt;he says he's a highSlowC , and im a highClowS.&lt;br /&gt;no wonder we never ever click.&lt;br /&gt;except for the fact that we're together.&lt;br /&gt;he's the laid back and lazy and take things lightly kind.&lt;br /&gt;and im the compliant and orderly kind.&lt;br /&gt;screw it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;we really cant click. MYGOD.&lt;br /&gt;he was like, thank goodness we're not married and you're regretting it now.&lt;br /&gt;-.- very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having movie marathon with pokes han and jess tmr.&lt;br /&gt;cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;soo.. im trying to screw my bioclock so i can last tmr .&lt;br /&gt;but umm, okay,&lt;br /&gt;go to bed at 230am, get up at 10am , go to the gym,&lt;br /&gt;take a bathe, go to sleep and wake up at 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;perfect.&lt;br /&gt;*cross fingers*&lt;br /&gt;im going to die.&lt;br /&gt;should just be a security guard for life since im so orderly.&lt;br /&gt;good for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-4827807375930578851?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;soooooooooo isolated, and sooooooooo hot.&lt;br /&gt;but it was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;thank you yiyan (:&lt;br /&gt;went there and stared at them make sushi&lt;br /&gt;was kinda funny,&lt;br /&gt;and they say i waste rice and human space -.-&lt;br /&gt;ok fine.&lt;br /&gt;and then amanda yiuwah and i watched INTIME.&lt;br /&gt;soooo awesome. didnt finish it tho.&lt;br /&gt;and the rest played mahjong. yawnzzz.&lt;br /&gt;bunch of aunties.&lt;br /&gt;heh. left early because it was darn hot,&lt;br /&gt;and i had to go home for dinner. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to meet huijuan and huivoon tmr ! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;cant waittt :P so sudden but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. wooo.&lt;br /&gt;going to vivo. again.&lt;br /&gt;MY GOD.&lt;br /&gt;so sick of that place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay byeee.&lt;br /&gt;kinda tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;bathed, drank milk and went to take bus.&lt;br /&gt;reached at 11.05am.&lt;br /&gt;okay lah hor, 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;not late for poly student :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took the tramp there,&lt;br /&gt;and OMGOMGOMG i was so excited.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. k mountain tortoise .&lt;br /&gt;sorry lah ):&lt;br /&gt;went like it wasnt singapore.&lt;br /&gt;felt like it was elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;wooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;okay the first ride we took was the mummy ride.&lt;br /&gt;i think it's the scariest of all rides.&lt;br /&gt;okay when i said that everyone stared at me.&lt;br /&gt;haha. whhhattt.&lt;br /&gt;im not scared of the ride,&lt;br /&gt;scared of the mummies.&lt;br /&gt;think i'll get nightmare tonight.&lt;br /&gt;im still traumatised k.&lt;br /&gt;and yiuwah sat beside me.&lt;br /&gt;he was like WTHWTHWTHOMG.&lt;br /&gt;cos i screamed. and its damn ear piercing.&lt;br /&gt;i have the dolphin pitch scream.&lt;br /&gt;go google it nigga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they took that ride TWICE in a row.&lt;br /&gt;.___.&lt;br /&gt;never show mercy wan.&lt;br /&gt;already had sorethroat when i came out.&lt;br /&gt;and well, the photos were screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, amanda brought the camera for like nth.&lt;br /&gt;biyu and yiyan kept dodging the camera.&lt;br /&gt;not even supportive of me being a paparazzi.&lt;br /&gt;hmph.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, all the photos were crap.&lt;br /&gt;still gna upload it on fb tho.&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDDDD&lt;br /&gt;ok so irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we took the battlestar galactica thingy.&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i nearly died in that ride.&lt;br /&gt;seriously and honestly.&lt;br /&gt;we took both the red and blue rollercoasters close to 8 times.&lt;br /&gt;7 for me, i gave up on the last ride.&lt;br /&gt;so gidddy.&lt;br /&gt;okay so the first time i sat with yiyan,&lt;br /&gt;and there was this big guy sitting inbetween biyu and i.&lt;br /&gt;so.. yiyan, me , guy, then biyu.&lt;br /&gt;and yiyan and i were like OMGOMGOMGOMGG&lt;br /&gt;she was like going to cry already.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. and the guy was like saying in chinese,&lt;br /&gt;nvrm lah, i dont mind. you all can scream as much as you like.&lt;br /&gt;after the ride he walked away.&lt;br /&gt;think he regretted it so much.&lt;br /&gt;yiyan's my scream buddy.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we took the transformers ride twice.&lt;br /&gt;awesomest ride evarrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;it's so cool i can die.&lt;br /&gt;honestlyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;okay the first time we took it,&lt;br /&gt;it was superbbb&lt;br /&gt;and then the second time,&lt;br /&gt;we split into 2 .&lt;br /&gt;me amanda and yiuwah went into one carriage.&lt;br /&gt;and danielle biyu and yiyan took the other.&lt;br /&gt;it was darn funny.&lt;br /&gt;cos we sat with a couple of unfamiliar people.&lt;br /&gt;and there was these few malay women sitting behind us.&lt;br /&gt;it was an AWESOME 4d ride.&lt;br /&gt;the kept screaming and screaming.&lt;br /&gt;and amanda was like, eh scream back leh. 1...2...&lt;br /&gt;and i screamed throughout.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha they suddenly kept quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, we went to far far away for lunch&lt;br /&gt;not far away.&lt;br /&gt;as in the shrek place.&lt;br /&gt;omg it was so nice i could cry.&lt;br /&gt;and i was being called childish cos they were like -____-&lt;br /&gt;so sad dammit.&lt;br /&gt;wish da was there.&lt;br /&gt;okay i mean he would -___- me too,&lt;br /&gt;but at least he'll give in. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;the shrek show was kinda cool.&lt;br /&gt;4D and everything.&lt;br /&gt;but the spider part really freaked me out.&lt;br /&gt;there was this spider effect grabbing u from underneath ur chair.&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking, mannnn how did they hire all these ppl to grab our legs.&lt;br /&gt;and for the rest of the show i hugged my legs k.&lt;br /&gt;yiuwah was laughing like mad. idiot .&lt;br /&gt;and omg. some stranger sitting on my left turned out to be a cute korean guy.&lt;br /&gt;my whole life wasted. *facepalm*&lt;br /&gt;so embarassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and y'know the worst part?&lt;br /&gt;i didnt take picture with puss in boots.&lt;br /&gt;eh wahlaoo. i wanted to cry, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;the person said come back at 4.&lt;br /&gt;and im like okay ):&lt;br /&gt;and like they took the rides and forgot about the taking picture thing.&lt;br /&gt;)))))))))))))))))))))))))))):::::::::&lt;br /&gt;my god, that was the only mascot i wanted to take picture with.&lt;br /&gt;and we took this kiddy dragon ride.&lt;br /&gt;haha! so fun k.&lt;br /&gt;was like begging yiuwah to sit infront .&lt;br /&gt;the front of the kiddy rollercoaster.&lt;br /&gt;and die die dont want.&lt;br /&gt;then i realised he was afraid.&lt;br /&gt;then we started daring him to take the scary seats of the battlestar.&lt;br /&gt;he kept cursing with charsiewpau and everything.&lt;br /&gt;no idea where he's from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, great experiences today.&lt;br /&gt;well, nobody's perfect.&lt;br /&gt;everybody has their weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;danielle may appear strong and everything ( very violent )&lt;br /&gt;so scared of her sometimes honestly.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah , today's her weakness.&lt;br /&gt;and amanda's usually scared of everything about bugs , being trapped in the left and stuff,&lt;br /&gt;but when it's about today,&lt;br /&gt;she's like -___________________-&lt;br /&gt;literally.&lt;br /&gt;very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;again, nobody's perfect.&lt;br /&gt;kinda have a wider perspective about things now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da came over for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;he finished everything that was on the table.&lt;br /&gt;which is like my dad's serving.&lt;br /&gt;or more O:&lt;br /&gt;plus, my sis didnt eat her share.&lt;br /&gt;and he was like om nom noms.&lt;br /&gt;my mom say he's like laoshu.&lt;br /&gt;he came over for dinner during reunion.&lt;br /&gt;and he ate one bowl of rice.&lt;br /&gt;and mom went to sleep just now.&lt;br /&gt;she wake up stun, everything gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, gta get to novena at 10am tmr.&lt;br /&gt;i am dead.&lt;br /&gt;and then head to yiyan's place at 12.&lt;br /&gt;yiyan.&lt;br /&gt;y.i.y.a.n&lt;br /&gt;she lives in tanah merah btw.&lt;br /&gt;im in bukit batok.&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-4217754230094891436?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/4217754230094891436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-1418845223295775002.post-7521340893508140026</id><published>2012-02-27T00:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-27T00:19:17.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PLANS CHANGED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM GOING TO USS TMR.&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMGOMGG I PRAY FOR THE WRONG DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE RAIN ON TUESDAY AND EVERY OTHER DAY.&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE DONT RAIN TMR.&lt;br /&gt;); PLEASEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whooppeee.&lt;br /&gt;haha so eggcitedd.&lt;br /&gt;cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;and plus, so much better i dont have to miss out the fun for an hour cos of the interview.&lt;br /&gt;teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going out with minghui soon (:&lt;br /&gt;hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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-1418845223295775002.post-5556724351903779688</id><published>2012-02-26T18:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-26T18:21:34.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>spent the entire day staying in my room.&lt;br /&gt;like a boss.&lt;br /&gt;whole life wasted.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is my voice like in your head while you're reading this?&lt;br /&gt;if so, then.&lt;br /&gt;honavavulahshsalululu.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so this coming week's gna be a VERY busy week.&lt;br /&gt;haha. who am i kidding.&lt;br /&gt;hmm, so gna go yiyan's house tmr with the peeps.&lt;br /&gt;woohoo choc fondue babeh.&lt;br /&gt;frieeeenddddsss.&lt;br /&gt;and probably gna meet da,&lt;br /&gt;he's gna like come over for dinner or smth.&lt;br /&gt;my dinner, his lunch.&lt;br /&gt;we face-timed yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;and it was damn wierd.&lt;br /&gt;we were like crapping out and everything.&lt;br /&gt;and i got bored, and got distracted by my comb.&lt;br /&gt;so i was talking to him , but facing my comb.&lt;br /&gt;he got pissed. hahaha. and then he start checkin' himself out?&lt;br /&gt;eww.&lt;br /&gt;and he said, does face look fat? am i getting fat?&lt;br /&gt;._________.&lt;br /&gt;i thought i was supposed to ask that.&lt;br /&gt;female. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay and tuesday,&lt;br /&gt;the interview thingy at 10am,&lt;br /&gt;and USS at 12noon.&lt;br /&gt;sounds alright. i hope i dont get lost at united square.&lt;br /&gt;i honestly didnt know where novena was.&lt;br /&gt;till i checked out the map and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;im so stupid, im sorry ):&lt;br /&gt;hope it wont rain on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;please rain every single day except tuesday please please pleasee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im free on wednesday, i think......&lt;br /&gt;and on thursday jess, pokes and han(eww) are staying over.&lt;br /&gt;the classic old movie marathon kinda thing.&lt;br /&gt;bet we'll just sleep at 2am. bunch of swines we are.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;it failed with rosalind, it failed with pokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting da on friday for the usual.&lt;br /&gt;dinner and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to meet him.&lt;br /&gt;ok no wait, im meeting him tmr.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. goldfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so on saturday hoohoo.&lt;br /&gt;going to KL in the afternoon with sis.&lt;br /&gt;and on sunday, rosalind's driving over.&lt;br /&gt;i meant her dad.&lt;br /&gt;and on monday we're going to genting.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know for what.&lt;br /&gt;just like the cold feeling.&lt;br /&gt;go there lepak.&lt;br /&gt;my sister will so give me that look.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be back on wednesday,&lt;br /&gt;and meet amanda and the others for donuts.&lt;br /&gt;krispy kreme.&lt;br /&gt;OMG, I CANT WAIT FOR KRISPY KREME I CAN DIE.&lt;br /&gt;you know i kept irritating my mom about donuts&lt;br /&gt;cos i cant wait to eat krispy kreme.&lt;br /&gt;she gave me 150 ringit to buy donuts so i would keep quiet.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhahaa.&lt;br /&gt;i love mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my phone doesnt have autoroam.&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;we're dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so that's all for the next 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;haha wth.&lt;br /&gt;i practically summarised everything so i dont have to blog for the next 2 weeks?&lt;br /&gt;nahh. bet you guys will miss me.&lt;br /&gt;i was kidding k.&lt;br /&gt;now im talking to myself.&lt;br /&gt;facepalm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-5556724351903779688?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/5556724351903779688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=5556724351903779688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/5556724351903779688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/5556724351903779688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/02/spent-entire-day-staying-in-my-room.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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-1418845223295775002.post-8965749993019694121</id><published>2012-02-25T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-25T23:37:52.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;why am i so cute.&lt;br /&gt;ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wrote this in May 2011,&lt;br /&gt;''even if i cant, i wanna look out for you in every mini way.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who the hell am i kidding?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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feel like standing him up.&lt;br /&gt;like come an hour later or smth.&lt;br /&gt;of course i wouldnt do that.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, he did that to me.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind lor.&lt;br /&gt;wasted my time tho. pfft.&lt;br /&gt;couldve gone to the gym.&lt;br /&gt;nvrm, tonight go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah,&lt;br /&gt;he came over to my house.&lt;br /&gt;and we swopped shoes.&lt;br /&gt;i think my shoes are nicer than his.&lt;br /&gt;pfft.&lt;br /&gt;we took a bus to town, ended up at 313.&lt;br /&gt;so bored of that place.&lt;br /&gt;went to ngeeann city and we junked.&lt;br /&gt;like buy random stuff on the way.&lt;br /&gt;went to watch a movie, HUGO.&lt;br /&gt;awesome movie.&lt;br /&gt;honestly. i loooooved it.&lt;br /&gt;for ppl like da dying for action movies, nah.&lt;br /&gt;but i liked it.&lt;br /&gt;he secretly liked it too. ._.&lt;br /&gt;haha that sad guy wanted to watch ghost rider.&lt;br /&gt;but i watched it with rosalind alr.&lt;br /&gt;and he was jealous.&lt;br /&gt;:P bet he was crying inside.&lt;br /&gt;and out.&lt;br /&gt;popcorn is sick.&lt;br /&gt;officially over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went ion to eat.&lt;br /&gt;and i caught this fish.&lt;br /&gt;(posted it on fb and twitter)&lt;br /&gt;so cuteee. i kept laughing, and took a picture.&lt;br /&gt;the 3 fishes were stuck tgt in the corner of the tank.&lt;br /&gt;apparently they were meant to be eaten sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;so they're like, bitch pleaseeeee.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. so cute.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. imagine myself laughing outside the high end restaurant ,&lt;br /&gt;da had to drag me away.&lt;br /&gt;hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;been watching lots of movies these few days.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so sick. bleah.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa the good life. i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so after that we went to hang around .&lt;br /&gt;feel funny walking around in the same shoes.&lt;br /&gt;copy cat.&lt;br /&gt;and my shoe felt kinda tight.&lt;br /&gt;he told me change it or smth.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be women size 10.5. OMG NO.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;code 788339s, you okay there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-509339749775040355?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/509339749775040355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=509339749775040355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/509339749775040355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/509339749775040355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/02/its-saturday-already-wth.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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-1418845223295775002.post-2229068408024231433</id><published>2012-02-23T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-23T22:41:31.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CODE 788339 S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you roger?&lt;br /&gt;7/3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im so childish.&lt;br /&gt;haha wtvs.&lt;br /&gt;been rotting the whole day still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loike.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-2229068408024231433?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/2229068408024231433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=2229068408024231433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/2229068408024231433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/2229068408024231433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/02/code-788339-s.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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-1418845223295775002.post-8408677102951029245</id><published>2012-02-23T15:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-23T15:25:28.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAWWWWWWWN.&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;holidays are boring, yet awesome.&lt;br /&gt;the thought of not having to step into sp for the next 7 weeks&lt;br /&gt;is just AMAZING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been staying at home like a boss.&lt;br /&gt;just kidding,&lt;br /&gt;for these 2 days only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to go out tmr.&lt;br /&gt;some problem with my phone.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, my phone is damn clean.&lt;br /&gt;so virus, no porno, no games , no internet , no nothing.&lt;br /&gt;just that i drop my phone like twice a day or smth.&lt;br /&gt;talking about dropping.&lt;br /&gt;i keep dropping my itouch.&lt;br /&gt;like more often than myphone.&lt;br /&gt;usually at public places.&lt;br /&gt;like i'll be holding my earpiece and listening to music and poof.&lt;br /&gt;yep. and the rilakkuma cover's like very very very sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;been practicing the guitar since just now.&lt;br /&gt;and i cant really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my muscle hurts so muchh ):&lt;br /&gt;from the gym yst.&lt;br /&gt;it only started to hurt after midnight.&lt;br /&gt;odd right.&lt;br /&gt;stupid flabby arms deserved to be shot.&lt;br /&gt;okay no i was kidding please dont shoot my arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so the plan for now is...&lt;br /&gt;nothing. k bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gna go out with da tmr.&lt;br /&gt;his exams ending like today.&lt;br /&gt;i meant common tests.&lt;br /&gt;common test really sounds very strange to me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;we're gna wear those shoes!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i miss that fat butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;k bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-8408677102951029245?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/8408677102951029245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=8408677102951029245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/8408677102951029245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/8408677102951029245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/02/yawwwwwwwn.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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-1418845223295775002.post-2487090217307742337</id><published>2012-02-23T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-23T02:11:15.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lifehouse - Somewhere Only We Know (Live @ Yahoo!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qX83X4vtZCs?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k cover cover cover all my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;this is the 2nd time im posting this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever notice the drummer?&lt;br /&gt;have fun laughing aye.&lt;br /&gt;kinda miss cousin.&lt;br /&gt;laughed with her about this drummer till 6am the last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-2487090217307742337?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/2487090217307742337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=2487090217307742337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/2487090217307742337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/2487090217307742337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/02/lifehouse-somewhere-only-we-know-live.html' title='Lifehouse - Somewhere Only We Know (Live @ Yahoo!)'/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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/qX83X4vtZCs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-6292382196373445323</id><published>2012-02-23T02:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-23T02:05:52.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>see, that's exactly what i said yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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-1418845223295775002.post-9020949978920304776</id><published>2012-02-23T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-23T00:35:38.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feeling kinda emotional today.&lt;br /&gt;sentimental and sad sort.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay got woke up at like 11 by yiuwah.&lt;br /&gt;frieeenddd.&lt;br /&gt;jeeezzzuz.&lt;br /&gt;he called me , to ask for someone else's number.&lt;br /&gt;and i sounded so.. sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;feel like kicking them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the gym for workin' out.&lt;br /&gt;liar.&lt;br /&gt;haha not quite.&lt;br /&gt;spent like slightly more than an hour there.&lt;br /&gt;and took a bathe and went to jurong kechil.&lt;br /&gt;i placed sammy ( my trumpet) on auction.&lt;br /&gt;chances are very, very slim.&lt;br /&gt;but worth a try.&lt;br /&gt;my eyes seriously felt so watery when i left him in their hands.&lt;br /&gt;i felt like i was abandoning my baby or something.&lt;br /&gt;he IS my baby.&lt;br /&gt;miss sammy now ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, and i went to return the dvds,&lt;br /&gt;and got mom the can of peanuts she needed.&lt;br /&gt;she told me to buy a whole friggin long list of groceries.&lt;br /&gt;you should've seen the look on her face when she saw that&lt;br /&gt;the only thing i bought were a mini can of peanuts worth 65cents.&lt;br /&gt;c'mon im sorry mom, that was the only thing i could remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have so many things to be completed this holiday.&lt;br /&gt;at least these are things i hope to achieve:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- work out, get back to shape. if i were in shape once. -.-&lt;br /&gt;- get a job. barista thingy? please call me soon k.&lt;br /&gt;- SAMMY.&lt;br /&gt;- KL trip. to be able to come home in one piece, with donuts.&lt;br /&gt;- India?&lt;br /&gt;- guitar. must work harder.&lt;br /&gt;- OMG i forgot about benny.&lt;br /&gt;- finish reading THAT book.&lt;br /&gt;- spend my time wisely. im not even wise to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow will be a great day !&lt;br /&gt;in approximately 3 days i'll be sick of saying that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda miss dad ,&lt;br /&gt;hope he's fine.&lt;br /&gt;he wont be, if he know's what happened to the fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye guys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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-1418845223295775002.post-4755526605811191943</id><published>2012-02-22T02:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-22T03:14:16.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh well, i cant sleep.&lt;br /&gt;so i'd rather talk to myself now,&lt;br /&gt;at 2.37 am. can hor?&lt;br /&gt;can.&lt;br /&gt;nuuu . k im talking to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever this post is about,&lt;br /&gt;it's not about that fat bottom boyfriend of mine ok?&lt;br /&gt;if not he'll be misunderstood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just put it that whatever posts i ever make on this blog,&lt;br /&gt;are for some unknowns alright?&lt;br /&gt;be it him , or my bestfriend or somewhat person.&lt;br /&gt;i feel bad if i write about something,&lt;br /&gt;and people are asking if so-and so did this,&lt;br /&gt;or if it were my bf or whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;i feel bad.&lt;br /&gt;but no choice i guess?&lt;br /&gt;how do i even name that person, from the start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna have a rant?&lt;br /&gt;nah, not say a rant.&lt;br /&gt;just feel like getting things off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;after being troubled for so long.&lt;br /&gt;just feels so wierd.&lt;br /&gt;i kinda feel numb or smth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like, this is me.&lt;br /&gt;and the suitcase in hand is empty,&lt;br /&gt;barren and void like a desert;&lt;br /&gt;but what do I have to take with me when you've plundered and stolen everything else?&lt;br /&gt;okay i wont use stolen.&lt;br /&gt;i voluntarily gave it to you.&lt;br /&gt;and watched you walk away&lt;br /&gt;nope, i dont regret it&lt;br /&gt;and yes, that suitcase im holding.&lt;br /&gt;im emotionally unbalanced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the lonely dirt road is strangely unfamiliar, I stride towards it.&lt;br /&gt;You caught my hand, once.&lt;br /&gt;As i wretched my body to face towards you ,&lt;br /&gt;your gasps surge down my face and eyes distort, wild with fear.&lt;br /&gt;I never fail to question myself stupidly where we were heading to.&lt;br /&gt;it's been long now.&lt;br /&gt;less than a year if you can count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets just start off to say i never really cared so much about someone ever,&lt;br /&gt;except for that boyfriend of mine. haha&lt;br /&gt;Telling myself to put things down may be easy,&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes, or most of the time,&lt;br /&gt;some random thought just strikes me.&lt;br /&gt;real randomly.&lt;br /&gt;on some days i feel like im okay, and i can do it.&lt;br /&gt;i can face the world, feeling happier for you, alone.&lt;br /&gt;and on some days im just a wreck.&lt;br /&gt;just wanting to grab you back,&lt;br /&gt;sit with you. and escape elsewhere, far from this wretched place.&lt;br /&gt;i really hate myself sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;especially during the most vulnerable moments.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if it's just will.&lt;br /&gt;but at moments like these, not knowingly you'll be the one that steps forward.&lt;br /&gt;step forward? more like you pop out.&lt;br /&gt;that instant remarkable surprise, of having you pop out of my life for that mere hour of texting,&lt;br /&gt;just makes my day. for at least the next 30 hours.&lt;br /&gt;30 is odd. okay, 24 hours .&lt;br /&gt;my whole freaking life just lit up like a lightbulb when i felt touched.&lt;br /&gt;u actually do read.&lt;br /&gt;and it's not like you're just hopping by here.&lt;br /&gt;it's because you want to. but why so?&lt;br /&gt;had to slap myself back to reality aye?&lt;br /&gt;and yeah. i think my light bulb over powered, the fuse kinda blew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To put things into place,&lt;br /&gt;lets just say i feel like a wounded soldier, a toy one.&lt;br /&gt;i like toys.&lt;br /&gt;carrying a rusted rifle walking weakly.&lt;br /&gt;That permanent sour feeling inside, the stream of pain&lt;br /&gt;never fails to fade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just move on please xiyu,&lt;br /&gt;you're not for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of a sudden after i've written down every single bit,&lt;br /&gt;i feel so pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;jeez. i am pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;i shall not be pathetic. and be unpathetic.&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;no more being pathetic anymore.&lt;br /&gt;woo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i. am. a . happy. person. k.&lt;br /&gt;:DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh, who am i kidding?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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-1418845223295775002.post-5650042420606668567</id><published>2012-02-22T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-22T02:13:55.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Kitty and a Good Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PfHlUAqG2po?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;this is so freaking cute.&lt;br /&gt;awwwww &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;and that cat looks like ginger.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for that lady to bathe.&lt;br /&gt;women these days...&lt;br /&gt;tsk tsk tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-5650042420606668567?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/5650042420606668567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=5650042420606668567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/5650042420606668567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/5650042420606668567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/02/kitty-and-good-dog.html' title='A Kitty and a Good Dog'/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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/PfHlUAqG2po/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-9056413868520709280</id><published>2012-02-22T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-22T01:18:15.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adele - Set Fire To The Rain (Boyce Avenue cover) on iTunes</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/N9o64xyjGWA?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boyce avenue yoohhooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song kinda makes me laugh now.&lt;br /&gt;after i saw the 9gag thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;set fire to the rain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched it burn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i touched your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay crap too much sugar at night.&lt;br /&gt;i need help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k im in fact feeling very upset now.&lt;br /&gt;but some person.&lt;br /&gt;SOME. (,:&lt;br /&gt;popped up and cheered me .&lt;br /&gt;in like 4 minutes after i felt so upset i wanted to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanksss.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-9056413868520709280?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/9056413868520709280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=9056413868520709280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/9056413868520709280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/9056413868520709280'/><link rel='alternate' 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feel so upset ):&lt;br /&gt;didnt get to go to USS today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welllll.........&lt;br /&gt;i woke up on time k.&lt;br /&gt;very.&lt;br /&gt;okay my alarm didnt ring at all,&lt;br /&gt;but amanda and yiuwah woke me with message.&lt;br /&gt;and like said that it would rain in the afternoon, WITH THUNDERS.&lt;br /&gt;so like talk about it and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;and decided not to go. ):&lt;br /&gt;okay and i said, if it didnt rain, i'll cry k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what?&lt;br /&gt;it really didnt rain -.-&lt;br /&gt;yeah and danielle yiuwah amanda biyu and yiyan decided to crash into my house.&lt;br /&gt;so be it .&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;okay so we watched 2 movies.&lt;br /&gt;1 horror, and 1 comedy.&lt;br /&gt;the horror was like some korean movie.&lt;br /&gt;seeeeeriously.&lt;br /&gt;i kept screaming, being paranoid, covering my face with the bagfull of chips.&lt;br /&gt;and irritating them.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know. i tried to make things funny cos i was scared.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah. i spoiled the story.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;okay and my sister . *face palm*&lt;br /&gt;she called me, to the house phone, while she was in her room.&lt;br /&gt;just to pass her the bag of chips i was holding.&lt;br /&gt;im so embarassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im a bad host. ):&lt;br /&gt;my home doesnt have a sofa btw.&lt;br /&gt;my dad donated it to other people with greater needs than us.&lt;br /&gt;i dont mind :D&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. they sat on the floor, dad's chair, seats, everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;ended up like lying on the floor and everything.&lt;br /&gt;cool. haha.&lt;br /&gt;we watched hangover2.&lt;br /&gt;was kinda funny. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;been long since i've had a good laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, for now .&lt;br /&gt;i just hope those major worries would just float by.&lt;br /&gt;i mean yeah, life is never easy.&lt;br /&gt;but, at least let me get through this please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-825299102563796703?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/825299102563796703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=825299102563796703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/825299102563796703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/825299102563796703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/02/hai_21.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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-1418845223295775002.post-7299070476851731022</id><published>2012-02-20T19:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T19:10:16.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad day today.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, it was good generally.&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt get what i want .&lt;br /&gt;and bad experience .&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;jeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to bishan today first.&lt;br /&gt;and then i went to bugis with pokes.&lt;br /&gt;i waited like 1 hour alone.&lt;br /&gt;and when pokes came we went to the place.&lt;br /&gt;and then it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;so we went off.&lt;br /&gt;and we went to walk around, then eat.&lt;br /&gt;was kinda fun.&lt;br /&gt;mah pokes.&lt;br /&gt;same old pokes.&lt;br /&gt;hehheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;so the class chalet's changed to march.&lt;br /&gt;and its either 5th or 12th march.&lt;br /&gt;and i cant make it on the 5th cos im going to kl.&lt;br /&gt;asked amanda and the rest to vote for 12th.&lt;br /&gt;now i feel kinda bad about it.&lt;br /&gt;and i feel selfish. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay going to USS tmr!&lt;br /&gt;felt so excited for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;then amanda and pokes said its not as exciting as it seems.&lt;br /&gt;then ok lor.&lt;br /&gt;i can sleep in peace tonight then.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lah .&lt;br /&gt;byee &amp;lt;3&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-1418845223295775002.post-5925519751609156389</id><published>2012-02-20T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T19:06:40.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epic Cupcake Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tJLL-DNu3P4?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HYAHAHAHHAHAHAAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daren , daren.&lt;br /&gt;he showed me this, just.&lt;br /&gt;cos he was bored.&lt;br /&gt;sounds like me?&lt;br /&gt;hahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bitch pleaseee :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Time'/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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/tJLL-DNu3P4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-8115474480975469164</id><published>2012-02-19T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-19T21:57:12.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RGaDz1gGuRA/T0D8rCEWOiI/AAAAAAAAA8o/tqaw9EDg01I/s1600/Ros.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710842143725468194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RGaDz1gGuRA/T0D8rCEWOiI/AAAAAAAAA8o/tqaw9EDg01I/s400/Ros.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo!&lt;br /&gt;haha yeah im back home already.&lt;br /&gt;so early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with you-know-who today!&lt;br /&gt;k you dont.&lt;br /&gt;i went out with rosalind.&lt;br /&gt;teehee.&lt;br /&gt;not ):&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt sell sammy.&lt;br /&gt;gna try at accent i guess.&lt;br /&gt;must be happy-go-lucky like rosa.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so we went bras basah,&lt;br /&gt;and then we went back to cityhall,&lt;br /&gt;saw her mom and mama by accident.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;her grandma's so cute seriously.&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to somerset.&lt;br /&gt;took turns to carry cos, he's a big fat ass.&lt;br /&gt;like 5kg.&lt;br /&gt;and she was like NO LA! siao. where got heavy.&lt;br /&gt;after 3 mins she started complaining.&lt;br /&gt;that woman needs to sort out her priorities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay we went to marche babehh.&lt;br /&gt;okay it was damn awesome.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like a fat person now.&lt;br /&gt;okay, fine.&lt;br /&gt;fatter.&lt;br /&gt;we shared everything that we paid for.&lt;br /&gt;we shared the rosti. AWESOME. i swear.&lt;br /&gt;the best potato ever.&lt;br /&gt;it was likee... botak hashbrowns.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know . hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;and we shared ravioli, pathetic. and 18 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;not nice. and calamari. nahh .&lt;br /&gt;and pizza, we packed.&lt;br /&gt;haha we're such losers.&lt;br /&gt;i gave up after the rosti actually ( first dish)&lt;br /&gt;haha whatever.&lt;br /&gt;i went there for the bread and butter pudding yawwww.&lt;br /&gt;okay we had bread and butter pudding &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;together.&lt;br /&gt;we shared everything.&lt;br /&gt;awww. hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;and we had tart. together.&lt;br /&gt;so mini. but yeahh (Y)&lt;br /&gt;and we were crapping alot alot alot.&lt;br /&gt;the tart tasted nice, but wierd.&lt;br /&gt;it was like cake-like inside, and tarty outside, with bread taste.&lt;br /&gt;soooooo we called it basket.&lt;br /&gt;naise. (O:&lt;br /&gt;and the apple tea.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so we talked ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;and we started laughing ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;the person beside us stared.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i called her bf susu. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohohohoh.&lt;br /&gt;and like all of a sudden some person called me.&lt;br /&gt;im going for an interview with pokes tmr (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what?&lt;br /&gt;we went to watch ghost-rider.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously dont know what that was.&lt;br /&gt;didnt even know there was a part one till the movie ended.&lt;br /&gt;and i kept bugging her throughout. like what's that? who's that?&lt;br /&gt;haha im so irritating.&lt;br /&gt;okay so the movie was alright.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, if you know me, i never EVER watch action movies.&lt;br /&gt;except transformers (O:&lt;br /&gt;i love transformers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we like hang around cineplex.&lt;br /&gt;and we decided to take a bus.&lt;br /&gt;omg we're such asses.&lt;br /&gt;the bus we were suppose to take to clementi supposedly passed.&lt;br /&gt;we just hopped onto any random bus.&lt;br /&gt;and YES, we landed in clementi.&lt;br /&gt;the bus, was 175 -.-&lt;br /&gt;so familiar.&lt;br /&gt;the poly marina bus. heh whoops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we bought bubble tea.&lt;br /&gt;i felt so sick .&lt;br /&gt;yucck.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;dont actually fancy bubbles anymore.&lt;br /&gt;haha bubbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr will be great day.&lt;br /&gt;try to go to accent if i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then on tuesday..&lt;br /&gt;USS!&lt;br /&gt;rosalind says its fun.&lt;br /&gt;please dont lie to meeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love her.&lt;br /&gt;heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sTGDRVGK2a0/T0D8m3QhdTI/AAAAAAAAA8c/6q8z_yyObTo/s1600/rosa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710842072104269106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sTGDRVGK2a0/T0D8m3QhdTI/AAAAAAAAA8c/6q8z_yyObTo/s400/rosa.JPG" 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last person i'll think about before i sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worth it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish it was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-4717229471138617520?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/4717229471138617520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=4717229471138617520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/4717229471138617520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/4717229471138617520'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABSOUTELY NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth.&lt;br /&gt;im so bored alr.&lt;br /&gt;take me away from here plzzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay yeah.&lt;br /&gt;so my day was spent sitting by the tv,&lt;br /&gt;like a potato( and a boss)&lt;br /&gt;doing nothing but watching tv.&lt;br /&gt;duh. what else can u do when u sit by the tv.&lt;br /&gt;k. i amaze myself sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's me starting with the talking-to-myself syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;i call it le TTM syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;sounds cool.&lt;br /&gt;and unique&lt;br /&gt;and awesome.&lt;br /&gt;*waves in denial*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;looking for a job now.&lt;br /&gt;im so poor.&lt;br /&gt;im so poor that im going to have to ask my mom for allowance in advance.&lt;br /&gt;because im going to universal studios.&lt;br /&gt;and marche.&lt;br /&gt;and monday im MEETING POKES.&lt;br /&gt;yaaaaaaaay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me pokes.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;promise i'll pay mom back when i get back my allowance,&lt;br /&gt;gna try to find a second hand dealer tmr as well for sammy.&lt;br /&gt;feeling kinda emotional when i polished him up just now.&lt;br /&gt;mah boi ):&lt;br /&gt;k lah, really must let go.&lt;br /&gt;i need the cash badly.&lt;br /&gt;i feel really guilty towards mom and dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeap, thats my day.&lt;br /&gt;tmr and mon and tues will be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;please, i beg you.&lt;br /&gt;and every other day of the holiday.&lt;br /&gt;im not really asking to have fun every day.&lt;br /&gt;just really hope that every day will be alright for everyone,&lt;br /&gt;and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay thenn.&lt;br /&gt;im going to meet rosalind tmr yayy.&lt;br /&gt;hooga hooga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-841051007800419683?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/841051007800419683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=841051007800419683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/841051007800419683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/841051007800419683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/02/wassuppp.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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-1418845223295775002.post-3830402154063866341</id><published>2012-02-17T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-17T23:22:36.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im stress free naozzzz.&lt;br /&gt;ppppphhhhhhhhhhhewwwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay my exams are officially, over.&lt;br /&gt;now time to move on, look for a job,&lt;br /&gt;go to USS with frieeendddsss&lt;br /&gt;sell my trumpet, go KL, hopefully India too.&lt;br /&gt;and lots of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;LOTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had 2 exams today&lt;br /&gt;stats in the morning and port ops in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;helped sebas to cheat.&lt;br /&gt;my gosh, i feel so bad.&lt;br /&gt;okay, and then port ops was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after port ops went to the MRT to stone with yiuwah and amanda for 30 mins.&lt;br /&gt;and waited till da come.&lt;br /&gt;he was in uniform.&lt;br /&gt;and he said he wanted to go DRINK with me.&lt;br /&gt;very funny.&lt;br /&gt;so we went to town.&lt;br /&gt;ALLLLLLLLLLLLL the way to plaza sing to fix sis phone.&lt;br /&gt;of which we didnt, cos she didnt want her stuff in her phone to be erased.&lt;br /&gt;zzz.&lt;br /&gt;so we walked alllllllllllll the way back to orchard central and started looking at shoes,&lt;br /&gt;like we promised we would.&lt;br /&gt;and we went to vans , converse and dr marts'&lt;br /&gt;da liked the vans, and i liked the converse shoe.&lt;br /&gt;it was damn cool.&lt;br /&gt;the converse shoe like jeans material.&lt;br /&gt;and da can wear it to school.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, DUH . i lost.&lt;br /&gt;dr marts' too ex.&lt;br /&gt;so we decided..........&lt;br /&gt;buy 2 shoes.&lt;br /&gt;one for school and one for going out together.&lt;br /&gt;same design and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and blah blahh we looked around for very long.&lt;br /&gt;ended up, yes . i lost.&lt;br /&gt;we got the vans shoe.&lt;br /&gt;damn it.&lt;br /&gt;i got dark blue while he got brown.&lt;br /&gt;but same design.&lt;br /&gt;and im so manly ):&lt;br /&gt;my feet is humongous.&lt;br /&gt;seriousslly.&lt;br /&gt;i never lie&lt;br /&gt;and my shoulders are broad.&lt;br /&gt;my feet's still growing.&lt;br /&gt;and it's like women size 9.5 now.&lt;br /&gt;jeeeeeeeezzzzzuzz.&lt;br /&gt;what's wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;i want to grow in length.&lt;br /&gt;not foot size dammit.&lt;br /&gt;think the shoes were quite nice tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.&lt;br /&gt;BUT!&lt;br /&gt;we brought home each other's shoes.&lt;br /&gt;how stupid. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;damn ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k i feel bored already.&lt;br /&gt;no movies, no nothing.&lt;br /&gt;IM SO BORED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to meet rosalind on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;we're going to have brinner.&lt;br /&gt;if u know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;be like fat ladies in marche.&lt;br /&gt;im so eggcited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lah.&lt;br /&gt;gna just be a sponge and die at home tmr.&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;byess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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-1418845223295775002.post-355131675027378007</id><published>2012-02-17T11:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-17T12:06:00.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>at 4.20pm today at t242 in SP,&lt;br /&gt;if you hear someone scream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep, thats me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM ENDING THE EXAMS TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;i cant even study now ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hop hop hop hop hop .&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting da later.&lt;br /&gt;he still have common tests in 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;he laughed at me first.&lt;br /&gt;nyah hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-355131675027378007?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/355131675027378007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=355131675027378007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/355131675027378007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/355131675027378007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/02/at-4.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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-1418845223295775002.post-2390175757036076849</id><published>2012-02-16T14:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-16T14:21:36.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel loike a potato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate shepherd's pie.&lt;br /&gt;so awesomeeee.&lt;br /&gt;i love mom.&lt;br /&gt;thank you (:&lt;br /&gt;when i grow up.&lt;br /&gt;im already up, dammit.&lt;br /&gt;k after my exams im gna make 10 pies for my mom.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is a wreck now.&lt;br /&gt;okay for today.&lt;br /&gt;TODAY ONLY.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's gna be awesome k.&lt;br /&gt;after 4.30 pm.&lt;br /&gt;last day.&lt;br /&gt;and it's the most pathetic day.&lt;br /&gt;my butt and back hurts from sitting at the same spot for hours.&lt;br /&gt;i need. freedom.&lt;br /&gt;can almost smell it.&lt;br /&gt;im cominggggg for you holidayssss babeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i pray hard my calculator.&lt;br /&gt;( the same one)&lt;br /&gt;doesnt die halfway like how it died during accountings last sem.&lt;br /&gt;like yeah. it died. LAST SEM.&lt;br /&gt;so sad right.&lt;br /&gt;and yet i still use you.&lt;br /&gt;you ungrateful creature.&lt;br /&gt;why am i talking to my calculator now.&lt;br /&gt;i must be nuts from the tests.&lt;br /&gt;*cross fingers*&lt;br /&gt;may nothing happen please.&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to see rosalind.&lt;br /&gt;now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway xiyu, you should just let go.&lt;br /&gt;everyone has their own lives anyway, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-2390175757036076849?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/2390175757036076849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-1418845223295775002.post-1905319386585135075</id><published>2012-02-15T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T23:34:08.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to go KL damn it.&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to get out of here.&lt;br /&gt;i need airrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;and i need my rosalind.&lt;br /&gt;havent seen her for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis and i just booked the hotel at furuma.&lt;br /&gt;its like behind berjaya times square.&lt;br /&gt;heh heh krispy kreme (:&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;okay yeah. and rosalind booked hers like at chinatown.&lt;br /&gt;where IS chinatown?!&lt;br /&gt;okay anyways.&lt;br /&gt;her dad paid like 570sing dollars for 3 nights.&lt;br /&gt;and we paid 320 bucks for 4 nights.&lt;br /&gt;imagine her comfort zone versus ours.&lt;br /&gt;.____.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;the donuts are more important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what?&lt;br /&gt;she's working at A&amp;amp;F and she got her pay.&lt;br /&gt;her PAY.&lt;br /&gt;hehheh.&lt;br /&gt;she's gna treat me marche.&lt;br /&gt;i love her so so so much.&lt;br /&gt;remember we were damn poor the other time.&lt;br /&gt;and we could only afford bread and one bread and butter pudding.&lt;br /&gt;and then we promised each other if we have money, we'll treat each other.&lt;br /&gt;my turn next k.&lt;br /&gt;will bring her somewhere special on her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;besides gloria jeans. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so happy i forgot to study.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;shucks.&lt;br /&gt;port ops really killer.&lt;br /&gt;my brain no more space.&lt;br /&gt;left 113mb.&lt;br /&gt;HOW.&lt;br /&gt;the info like 500 TB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm.&lt;br /&gt;okay bye.&lt;div 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/&gt;mountain tortoise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's class chalet.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;bet everyone's gna drink.&lt;br /&gt;kinda got abit traumatised by the apple martini the other time.&lt;br /&gt;so scarrry.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. go there drink milk or smth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so,&lt;br /&gt;i have no intention to study now.&lt;br /&gt;pfft.&lt;br /&gt;kkkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was fine.&lt;br /&gt;i know it was valentine's and whatever.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;da and i just went to eat.&lt;br /&gt;stone. get cheesepopcorn and went home.&lt;br /&gt;and i gave him that jar.&lt;br /&gt;whatever. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-3386655301046093174?l=th-cathatesfish.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-1418845223295775002.post-5542617778224355636</id><published>2012-02-13T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T22:47:32.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Katy Perry - "The One That Got Away (Acoustic)"</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PSWWVXGQG8Y?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i .i.i.i.i.i.ii love this very muchhh.&lt;br /&gt;so childish.&lt;br /&gt;k i love it omgomgomgomgomgogmogmomgg.&lt;br /&gt;so naiseee.&lt;br /&gt;why do i like always find nice songs when it's the exam period.&lt;br /&gt;i should diee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis just gave me 50 bucks voucher from capitaland.&lt;br /&gt;cos i gave her THE eyes.&lt;br /&gt;okay im lying.&lt;br /&gt;im turning 18 this year , so it wont work anymore.&lt;br /&gt;so irritating. pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant study i cant study ! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-5542617778224355636?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/5542617778224355636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=5542617778224355636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/5542617778224355636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/5542617778224355636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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i got home i went straight to the teevee,&lt;br /&gt;and then to my mom ( for food)&lt;br /&gt;meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bunkering tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what?!&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's valentines day.&lt;br /&gt;nah kidding.&lt;br /&gt;nth special actually.&lt;br /&gt;remember our first valentine's during sec4.&lt;br /&gt;and it was CNY at the same time i rmb.&lt;br /&gt;and then he called me at midnight.&lt;br /&gt;''aww so sweet'' right?&lt;br /&gt;he said, ohhhh happy CNY ! -.-&lt;br /&gt;as if i needed that.&lt;br /&gt;hahha.&lt;br /&gt;good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rosalind and i made a date, THIS SUNDAY.&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY THANK GOD.&lt;br /&gt;i havent met her for more than a month.&lt;br /&gt;didnt even meet her during my concert.&lt;br /&gt;pfft.&lt;br /&gt;miss her so damn much.&lt;br /&gt;i'd give her a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;umm. k.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;we're like the , you-know-i-love-you kind.&lt;br /&gt;but at the same time if we hug, like eww?&lt;br /&gt;like this family kinda thing.&lt;br /&gt;if you know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH IM SO TIRED I WNA SLEEP NOW.&lt;br /&gt;but if i sleep, i wont wake up till midnight,&lt;br /&gt;which is screwed.&lt;br /&gt;and i'll go to bed at 5am again.&lt;br /&gt;and wake up like 2pm the next day which is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;so, no sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gna slp like a baby tonight k.&lt;br /&gt;like 9.&lt;br /&gt;ok 10.&lt;br /&gt;1030.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 5 plus 6 today.&lt;br /&gt;for gened.&lt;br /&gt;GENED.&lt;br /&gt;YOU KIDDING ME.&lt;br /&gt;okay its overrr babehh.&lt;br /&gt;no more talking about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought da cake tho.&lt;br /&gt;and the jar of hearts' done!&lt;br /&gt;phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay bye.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;we went to eat korean,&lt;br /&gt;and we came up smelling like barbequed pork.&lt;br /&gt;and i mean PORK. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got so stressed out from everything i started screaming in the car.&lt;br /&gt;not sure if the beetle's sound proof.&lt;br /&gt;okay yeah and he started shouting.&lt;br /&gt;like crazy ppl.&lt;br /&gt;and then we started singing and whacking those lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;and i turned to 90.5 and he was like .___________________________.&lt;br /&gt;imagine if it's really not sound proof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-1229841699697222097?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/1229841699697222097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Someone Like You - Adele (Cover by Jake Coco)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/v6DitvhiE7w?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cocococococococo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was in a very very very bad mood just now.&lt;br /&gt;but since the essay's done,&lt;br /&gt;just gna forgive and forget (:&lt;br /&gt;everything will be ok.&lt;br /&gt;why think about it anw when its over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-3896753763081841621?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3896753763081841621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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packet.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why either.&lt;br /&gt;he says cos he wont see me for very long.&lt;br /&gt;and i asked , then why must give?&lt;br /&gt;he said, i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;and mom said, that's your allowance.&lt;br /&gt;i dont get adults sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's going to the airport later but im not following.&lt;br /&gt;it's all da's fault.&lt;br /&gt;he's to blame.&lt;br /&gt;nah kidding.&lt;br /&gt;cos we're meeting.&lt;br /&gt;he wants to go to la petite again.&lt;br /&gt;thickskin eh haha.&lt;br /&gt;cos i brought him there last year for his birthday.&lt;br /&gt;and he liked it.&lt;br /&gt;but i rushed him so much, cos jx and the others were getting impatient.&lt;br /&gt;not my fault waddd ):&lt;br /&gt;umm anw, he said he liked the foie gras.&lt;br /&gt;of which i told him a few months later, that it was , actually,&lt;br /&gt;duck liver.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha imagine his expression.&lt;br /&gt;he said it tasted like prawn wanton.&lt;br /&gt;so umm yeah. guess he doesnt mind (O:&lt;br /&gt;gta study now.&lt;br /&gt;if not later no time alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my second sis's going to cruise with my aunt now.&lt;br /&gt;for a few day.&lt;br /&gt;CRUISE . WHY CRUISE.&lt;br /&gt;why with out me anw ):&lt;br /&gt;stupid exams.&lt;br /&gt;and it's royal carribean anw.&lt;br /&gt;okay so like the house no one alr.&lt;br /&gt;cos my elder sis works till late.&lt;br /&gt;just me and teddy against the world.&lt;br /&gt;and my mom.&lt;br /&gt;okay better not say anw childish stuff.&lt;br /&gt;amanda and yiuwah are claiming i have down syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;supposed to be autism anw.&lt;br /&gt;cos i talk to myself, talk to my friends (toys) and like amaze myself.&lt;br /&gt;jeez.&lt;br /&gt;and plus i have the simian crease.&lt;br /&gt;THE simian crease.&lt;br /&gt;haha kidding.&lt;br /&gt;but i really have it uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porridge for lunch with dad.&lt;br /&gt;eww.nevermind i sacrifice lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, i think i can get over it now.&lt;br /&gt;like NOW.&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-1418845223295775002.post-3821998755288931928</id><published>2012-02-09T19:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T19:22:51.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>frienddddddddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im really beginning to irritate myself.&lt;br /&gt;it's so addictive.&lt;br /&gt;just met up with da for ''lunch''&lt;br /&gt;he was wearing pe attire .&lt;br /&gt;like shorts.&lt;br /&gt;haha so cute.&lt;br /&gt;cos he's like embarassed of his supposedly fat thighs.&lt;br /&gt;oh i hate him so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw,&lt;br /&gt;the 7th person this year telling me how broad my shoulders are.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so depressed D:&lt;br /&gt;it's amanda.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;okay so like great sign of relief that i didnt choose lifesaving k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt do so well for effcom ):&lt;br /&gt;like quite bad.&lt;br /&gt;damn it.&lt;br /&gt;i really suck at english .&lt;br /&gt;i should just communicate using sign language.&lt;br /&gt;to hell with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stats lab exam tmr.&lt;br /&gt;*cross fingers* pray hard i'll do good for this.&lt;br /&gt;cos the last one i got a head block halfway&lt;br /&gt;and ended up getting 65 plus.&lt;br /&gt;why am i so stupid ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay and i have to stay in school for 6.5 hours&lt;br /&gt;cos of the gened partner.&lt;br /&gt;that photo essay better be worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay bye guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-3821998755288931928?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-4972668159179162950</id><published>2012-02-08T22:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T22:19:50.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly remember how stuffys got locked out of the room&lt;br /&gt;while attempting to invite me to that room cos there was no one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it it's really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and heart wrenching...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-4972668159179162950?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-3986792768399502711</id><published>2012-02-08T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T19:33:22.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can't Make You Love Me / Make You Feel My Love Adele Live at the Royal...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7gbqsZf4PxM?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg )':&lt;br /&gt;k this vid is kinda long, ten minutes..&lt;br /&gt;but trust me, it's worth watching.&lt;br /&gt;honest.&lt;br /&gt;very worth.&lt;br /&gt;i think it's one of the best videos i ever watched in my life.&lt;br /&gt;she's so cute. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it kinda brings back all the hanging out time we used to do..&lt;br /&gt;kinda miss yer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-3986792768399502711?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3986792768399502711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=3986792768399502711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/3986792768399502711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/3986792768399502711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couple of things to blog about before i forget.&lt;br /&gt;exams are coming .&lt;br /&gt;like literally.&lt;br /&gt;realistically,&lt;br /&gt;next week.&lt;br /&gt;HOLY .&lt;br /&gt;okay, if i put that aside...&lt;br /&gt;holidays starts next week!&lt;br /&gt;as in saturday.&lt;br /&gt;or after i finish my paper.&lt;br /&gt;yayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im going to universal studios with&lt;br /&gt;biyu yiyan yiuwah(frieenddd) amanda danielle and a few more i think.&lt;br /&gt;so eggcited.&lt;br /&gt;because I'VE NEVER BEEN THERE.&lt;br /&gt;yayy.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;okay i mean i went outside the universal studios,&lt;br /&gt;to eat garette's cheese popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;yeap, that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently trying to force myself to finish the jar of candy da bought for me,&lt;br /&gt;so i can fill it up with mini-hearts.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;jar of hearts . get it ? get it??&lt;br /&gt;*awkward.*&lt;br /&gt;k fine.&lt;br /&gt;my irrelevance always gets in the way.&lt;br /&gt;remember how da and i joked about breaking up when the candy's finished.&lt;br /&gt;and ironically im trying to finish it.&lt;br /&gt;will get a slap on my foreheard if finds out.&lt;br /&gt;and the candy's melted already.&lt;br /&gt;cant believe it.&lt;br /&gt;why do you even melt?!! ):&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and btw,&lt;br /&gt;there's this PE module that starts in year2.&lt;br /&gt;and 10 choices to choose from.&lt;br /&gt;life saving was one of them.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted it so badly. ):&lt;br /&gt;it's like one of my dreams and everything.&lt;br /&gt;but jeez, no one's taking it anw.&lt;br /&gt;gonna be so lonely.&lt;br /&gt;so decided to be an indoor person by following biyu and yiyan for bowling.&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;anw considering the in-the-way broad shoulders and not wanting to damage my hair&lt;br /&gt;from the chlorine waters,&lt;br /&gt;oh well. life saving was my second choice.&lt;br /&gt;will be really really happy if i get in tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i met han in the bus yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;HAN .&lt;br /&gt;OMG HAN.&lt;br /&gt;she's the last person on earth i'll ever meet.&lt;br /&gt;cos she's in tp.&lt;br /&gt;and i met her at dover, in the 106 bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.________.&lt;br /&gt;just thought some aunty with the same hair that looks like han.&lt;br /&gt;and it WAS han.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;she told me she was gna pick up yoga.&lt;br /&gt;and im like, remember during O levels you told me you're gna jog and climb stairs everyday?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;hope to meet her reallll soon .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so my days are numbered.&lt;br /&gt;as in days to be doomed for exams.&lt;br /&gt;yes numbered,&lt;br /&gt;so strong motivational drive and what-soever.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;just gna give a last shot k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye guise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-6088085857169126738?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6088085857169126738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=6088085857169126738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/6088085857169126738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/6088085857169126738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/02/hai-guiseee.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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-1418845223295775002.post-4842001333086377652</id><published>2012-02-07T18:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T18:59:52.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>that piece of dwindling self-confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people usually say,&lt;br /&gt;i am who you think i am. because i cant control how you feel about me.&lt;br /&gt;i beg to differ.&lt;br /&gt;shouldn't one just prove himself?&lt;br /&gt;i'll make you think who i am.&lt;br /&gt;and i'll prove it.&lt;br /&gt;shouldn't it be that way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont even want to face you.&lt;br /&gt;face the consequences,&lt;br /&gt;infinitely a more mild version of the intended impact of that phrase.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like the just putting everything down,&lt;br /&gt;take a deep breath,&lt;br /&gt;and take a break out of everything.&lt;br /&gt;every single thing, all of my commitments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not trash afterall.&lt;br /&gt;and i'll prove it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;persevere woman.&lt;br /&gt;i can go through this slum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-4842001333086377652?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/4842001333086377652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-1418845223295775002.post-391648330034436716</id><published>2012-02-07T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T14:44:05.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Use Somebody - Acoustic Kings of Leon (Jake Coco and Jess Moskaluke Cove...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ave9MPOjHxU?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;was initially feeling very very very tired and restless.&lt;br /&gt;having some 3-4 hour study break now before port ops.&lt;br /&gt;and its so warm and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this song definately got me cheered up.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;the days will be better woman.&lt;br /&gt;it will be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Cove...'/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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/ave9MPOjHxU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-3911931576284428571</id><published>2012-02-06T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T21:32:51.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jason Mraz - I Won't Give Up (Jake Coco Acoustic Piano Cover) on iTunes</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mXQQ0IjwHv0?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of all covers in the world i love this guy's.&lt;br /&gt;man, he needs more recognition&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-3911931576284428571?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3911931576284428571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=3911931576284428571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/3911931576284428571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/3911931576284428571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/02/jason-mraz-i-wont-give-up-jake-coco.html' title='Jason Mraz - I Won&apos;t Give Up (Jake Coco Acoustic Piano Cover) on iTunes'/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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/mXQQ0IjwHv0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-8640237762684653708</id><published>2012-02-06T19:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T20:07:29.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kissing with your eyes opened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truthful? or not truthful?&lt;br /&gt;kinda getting tired of crying or even tearing up over something so worthless.&lt;br /&gt;if you wont even feel a tinge of pain,&lt;br /&gt;what's the point?&lt;br /&gt;crying over someone who doesnt care?&lt;br /&gt;that's plain stupid.&lt;br /&gt;and i am plain stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, i had that last bit of faith in you.&lt;br /&gt;some things you do,&lt;br /&gt;really hurt me . alot.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;dont understand why humans are so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;i really hate this feeling right now.&lt;br /&gt;and im not going to blame the exams or anything.&lt;br /&gt;whatever man, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im freaking tired already.&lt;br /&gt;give me a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk about treasuring or appreciating.&lt;br /&gt;sorry, i really dont think i deserve this.&lt;br /&gt;why does everything have to be so hard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want myself back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did we even talk about the future?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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-1418845223295775002.post-729271199873677175</id><published>2012-02-05T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T13:19:55.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OneRepublic - Good Life (AOL Sessions)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/SqF8S6HGIzs?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know im bloddy slow and everything.&lt;br /&gt;holy crap they're so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;first time seeing their live vid.&lt;br /&gt;so awesome !&lt;br /&gt;everyone multi-tasks.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna have a band like that .&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;play the uke with my left hand and right foot.&lt;br /&gt;and guitar with my right hand and left food.&lt;br /&gt;haha just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;awesome drumer too&lt;br /&gt;should watch lifehouse live too.&lt;br /&gt;the drumer's umm..&lt;br /&gt;bad ass.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-729271199873677175?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/729271199873677175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=729271199873677175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/729271199873677175'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally got myself recharged.&lt;br /&gt;after the many days of the not sleeping so well ordeal.&lt;br /&gt;damn it but tmr's monday again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the the final part is around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;and everything else will be fine there after, i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really have to figure out my dad ALWAYS open the room door,&lt;br /&gt;shouts my name, and then slam the door.&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and yeah, the india trip's not confirmed,&lt;br /&gt;but i'd like to go.&lt;br /&gt;visit dad and get experiences.&lt;br /&gt;idk? just wna go to a diff place for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywhere else i'd like to go alone,&lt;br /&gt;would be next year then.&lt;br /&gt;the bagpacking on my 18th thing?&lt;br /&gt;fail.&lt;br /&gt;i must just get stuck halfway cos i ran out of cash.&lt;br /&gt;maybe pluck some apples for ppl or smth.&lt;br /&gt;that's what happened to my sister.&lt;br /&gt;and she got so bonded with some horse i bet she cried when she left-.-&lt;br /&gt;typical her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad's cooking today.&lt;br /&gt;coolio. been VERY very long since he messed up the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;can just predict what might happen later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on friday me and da went to ikea right.&lt;br /&gt;we bought some pencil holder.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;it was like 2 for 1.80?&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;i saw wrong, i thought it was 7.20.&lt;br /&gt;ended up losing my bet on the hotdog bun):&lt;br /&gt;and we were talking about couple shoes,&lt;br /&gt;ended up buying the ''couple'' pencil holder.&lt;br /&gt;tch. cheapo.&lt;br /&gt;anw our couple shoe will be more like twin shoes?&lt;br /&gt;my foot size is like same as his or a size smaller.&lt;br /&gt;im 7/8 and he's 8.&lt;br /&gt;kinda sucks huh.&lt;br /&gt;bruthhherrrrss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, im coming back on the 7th march for KL trip.&lt;br /&gt;which is wednesday?&lt;br /&gt;so gna tell amanda i can bring back krispy kreme for her !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-8478781241587034710?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/8478781241587034710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=8478781241587034710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/8478781241587034710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/8478781241587034710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/02/phew.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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-1418845223295775002.post-9142022407300143916</id><published>2012-02-04T14:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T14:52:45.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Katy Perry - Thinking Of You</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wdGZBRAwW74?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. rmb this?&lt;br /&gt;miss this song so much.&lt;br /&gt;after like 2 years plus later.&lt;br /&gt;the meaning is totally different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember when we just got together,&lt;br /&gt;and he said he likes this song.&lt;br /&gt;because of the title.&lt;br /&gt;so cheesy.&lt;br /&gt;i was like eww but aww.&lt;br /&gt;we were like retards, cos we're like dumb and we didnt know what to do being in a r/s&lt;br /&gt;so we just like hang around at esplanade on saturdays.&lt;br /&gt;good times.&lt;br /&gt;until that lazy ass stopped his guitar lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, so that's not the point.&lt;br /&gt;wenjun.&lt;br /&gt;he NEVER EVER listens to the lyrics of songs.&lt;br /&gt;honestly.&lt;br /&gt;he looks and the title, likes the tune, maybe learns it on the guitar.&lt;br /&gt;and thats him.&lt;br /&gt;and i was like staring at him back then, do you ever listen the the lyrics?&lt;br /&gt;and he was like umm.. nope.&lt;br /&gt;recently he kept singing grenade also&lt;br /&gt;different meaning dudee.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, feel so sad after watching the mv again.&lt;br /&gt;gna treasure wenjun fatbottom more from now.&lt;br /&gt;later he say he die i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;drama mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, when he hit me yst, i clawed him.&lt;br /&gt;(i dont have nails )&lt;br /&gt;and he's like boo hoo my arm is broken.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-9142022407300143916?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/9142022407300143916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=9142022407300143916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/9142022407300143916'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay dad's fine.&lt;br /&gt;infact he brought me to eat indian food after we went back.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;and i bought him apple juice and he was like, nahhh dowan . so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;and 5 mins later it was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. i wanted to do work this afternoon but i was so tired i fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;feel guilty now.&lt;br /&gt;and plus i went to ikea with fat butt da just now in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;he said he's been transfered to tuba.&lt;br /&gt;i tried really hard not to look surprised or discouraging.&lt;br /&gt;it's okay anw.&lt;br /&gt;new experiences. since im out of the band line anw.&lt;br /&gt;so we went to ikea and we feasssssssst.&lt;br /&gt;asshole guy.&lt;br /&gt;he like pulled my bag just to make me walk slowly.&lt;br /&gt;i nearly fell and we started hitting each other.&lt;br /&gt;in public.&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;and because of that, he said i should act more like a girl.&lt;br /&gt;he should act more like a guy please.&lt;br /&gt;gay shiat.&lt;br /&gt;and we feast.&lt;br /&gt;crazy. we bought like so much.&lt;br /&gt;cake , another cake, donuts, meatball, salmon, wings, drinks and cinammon bun.&lt;br /&gt;woo cinammon !&lt;br /&gt;that was the first thing i ate.&lt;br /&gt;of which i was full afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;and da finished off my 3 pieces of meatball left, wings, and yeah everything else.&lt;br /&gt;and we went shopping ~&lt;br /&gt;not so.&lt;br /&gt;was forced to get mom the toilet brush.&lt;br /&gt;3 of it.&lt;br /&gt;so wierd.&lt;br /&gt;and i bought my towels (O:&lt;br /&gt;i can finally bathe yayy.&lt;br /&gt;okay hahaha kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;im so tired seriously.&lt;br /&gt;the fml kinda thing right?&lt;br /&gt;i have gened at 8am tmr.&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY. GENED.&lt;br /&gt;WAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII.&lt;br /&gt;stupid photo essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so tired.&lt;br /&gt;need to bathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-563653321748966816?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/563653321748966816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=563653321748966816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/563653321748966816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/563653321748966816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/02/im-so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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-1418845223295775002.post-1671375441244138721</id><published>2012-02-02T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T22:43:38.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMGOMGOMGOGMOMGOOGMOMGOMGOMGOGMOGMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOMOGOMOGOMO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOMO HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAYYYYY THE MOST STRESSFUL POINT OF MY LIFE IS OVER.&lt;br /&gt;(O:&lt;br /&gt;nah kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eye candy replied my tweet hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;musttt . tell. jessssssssssssssssssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so shy.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. k sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y'know like during sec4 among han jess pokes and i&lt;br /&gt;everyone had an eyecandy except me.&lt;br /&gt;and i was considered wierd.&lt;br /&gt;ok . cos like . found no one handsome?&lt;br /&gt;ok sorry. hahha.&lt;br /&gt;*pulls faceee* omg.&lt;br /&gt;okay and then this sem......&lt;br /&gt;hahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y'know i was saying he looks like taeyang and everything.&lt;br /&gt;and then the moment he stepped into class im like OMG.&lt;br /&gt;but he smokes and stuff. so sad.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind!&lt;br /&gt;how come i sound like some bimbotic teenager now.&lt;br /&gt;hmm. im supposed to be calm and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;*returns to self*&lt;br /&gt;sum ting wong today.&lt;br /&gt;like so happy i wont sleep.&lt;br /&gt;teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw the other day, like long long long time ago&lt;br /&gt;he wanted to borrow stapler.&lt;br /&gt;and then i threw it to him and i couldnt like face him.&lt;br /&gt;and juliani like LOL-ed at me all the way.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. sad person right.&lt;br /&gt;i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and amanda was like OMG?! he followed you?&lt;br /&gt;or he followed you back?!&lt;br /&gt;and im like yeahhhhhhh (O:&lt;br /&gt;*snorts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;so my dad is going for an operation tmr .&lt;br /&gt;to blast off his kidney stones in his kidney (duh)&lt;br /&gt;sounds cute right, i seen it before.&lt;br /&gt;but it's like painful for him.&lt;br /&gt;so good, that those evil stones would be blasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thenn...&lt;br /&gt;everyone's working, except me .&lt;br /&gt;duh.&lt;br /&gt;and stat's optional.&lt;br /&gt;and yiyan's tired.&lt;br /&gt;so im not going. and dad told me to go.&lt;br /&gt;and im like, okay thenn&lt;br /&gt;i dont know. i feel worried.&lt;br /&gt;but it's like wierd.&lt;br /&gt;after he kept going overseas, i found it harder to talk to him&lt;br /&gt;and like words and actions harder to express my feelings or something.&lt;br /&gt;so i have to wake up at 6am.&lt;br /&gt;which is earlier by an hour than going for stats.&lt;br /&gt;nvrmm. (:&lt;br /&gt;i wish the best for my dad.&lt;br /&gt;guys please wish for him too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay very humourous, dad.&lt;br /&gt;he was like, okay ahh. if anything happens to me then you take care of the family k.&lt;br /&gt;and , we go for big breakfast tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a few things to summarise everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. it's just a minor op, paps.&lt;br /&gt;2. im the youngest in the family. my sisters are working. YER ASKING ME TO SUPPORT THEM?&lt;br /&gt;3. you're supposed to fast. no food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep. my dad.&lt;br /&gt;so gna bring my work to do i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda having rashes a lil.&lt;br /&gt;feeling so uneasy.&lt;br /&gt;must be the stupid mini prawn da fed me.&lt;br /&gt;make me sound like im a fish.&lt;br /&gt;officially changing his contact name to fat butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-1671375441244138721?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/1671375441244138721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=1671375441244138721' 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and not what you need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what? happy now?&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;well okay,&lt;br /&gt;so it's confirmed that dad is going to india next fri again for 3 months,&lt;br /&gt;till may.&lt;br /&gt;i beg your pardon? he just came bcak 12 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;this is so freaking unfair.&lt;br /&gt;and well, mom wants to go over to find him.&lt;br /&gt;im okay. no prob.&lt;br /&gt;she said BAGPACK.&lt;br /&gt;cos it was my dream to go ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;BAGPACK + MOM&lt;br /&gt;you kidding me?&lt;br /&gt;and sis and mom were talking about the dirty hotels , roads , trains and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;and now she's having second thoughts already.&lt;br /&gt;not that im doubting her ability or anything.&lt;br /&gt;but i knew itttttttttt.&lt;br /&gt;like eww me with the conditions.&lt;br /&gt;but i think im okay.&lt;br /&gt;im think.&lt;br /&gt;and plus, really wna donate lotsa stuff.&lt;br /&gt;dont think singaporean kids really needs toys from the church.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. im bring the ENTIRE bag of toys.&lt;br /&gt;well, i still have cloudy and teddy.&lt;br /&gt;so no worries for me.&lt;br /&gt;dont know about the trip yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the KL trip with sis?&lt;br /&gt;think she's kinda feeling pissed and everything&lt;br /&gt;i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;and rosalind's going with her dad too.&lt;br /&gt;so.. i hope things turn out okay.&lt;br /&gt;or else i have a feeling i'll get dumped in a rubbish bag in india,&lt;br /&gt;or kidnapped and left behind by my sister.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss you guise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-8677155731743252548?l=th-cathatesfish.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-1418845223295775002.post-2315974145514559589</id><published>2012-02-01T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T22:12:15.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wanna bang my head on the freaking wall now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid shit.&lt;br /&gt;i freaking hate you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-2315974145514559589?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/2315974145514559589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=2315974145514559589' title='0 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to india in march.&lt;br /&gt;nice life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want my old one back please.&lt;br /&gt;stupid shiat.&lt;br /&gt;so tired of even blogging about anything.&lt;br /&gt;screw my life.&lt;br /&gt;you and all your stupid lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice one brudder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-1294854378825984520?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/1294854378825984520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=1294854378825984520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/1294854378825984520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/1294854378825984520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/02/wth.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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-1418845223295775002.post-8255161657110038875</id><published>2012-02-01T16:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T16:43:14.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stupid projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my dad's going to india for another 3 months next week.&lt;br /&gt;what's wrong with the friggin company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-8255161657110038875?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/8255161657110038875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=8255161657110038875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/8255161657110038875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/8255161657110038875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/02/stupid-projects.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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-1418845223295775002.post-6733545085901482684</id><published>2012-01-31T18:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T18:21:35.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>k just gna ignore the 30 day thingy for now.&lt;br /&gt;exam's coming, which sucks.&lt;br /&gt;and i totally neglect this blog.&lt;br /&gt;im so bad.&lt;br /&gt;but yes no choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life's a lil.&lt;br /&gt;okay no it's very screwed up now.&lt;br /&gt;everything in my life is officially disorganised.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so lost and whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;no sense of direction, dont know where to start from.&lt;br /&gt;not starting my revision.&lt;br /&gt;just generally everything is screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;and i owe an apology to myself.&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea where im heading for.&lt;br /&gt;this is a sign for deepshiat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to stay alive .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-6733545085901482684?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6733545085901482684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=6733545085901482684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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long i actually skipped blogging for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skipping to day 18 alr k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 18- Plans/dreams/goals you have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many of those.&lt;br /&gt;where do i start from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. prolly wna get into a good uni after graduation. with my gpa, i'd prolly get kicked to no-where ville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. save up money for future use. like way ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Sell sammy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. master fingerstyle guitar and uke so no one will look down on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about peace.&lt;br /&gt;home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;well, home's always the best no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;i actually just got home from malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;went to da's house with sean tw and jx for 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;dont really wna talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;ended up going home, crossing over the border. alone.&lt;br /&gt;life really sucks huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk about friday.&lt;br /&gt;went to meet classmates for house visit at yiuwah's.&lt;br /&gt;with biyu yiyan danielle amanda lydia hongwei&lt;br /&gt;and they gambled.&lt;br /&gt;really .&lt;br /&gt;all i can say is.&lt;br /&gt;gambling is bad.&lt;br /&gt;honest.&lt;br /&gt;and then they went to timber for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;pizza and drinks.&lt;br /&gt;i drank apple martini for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;okay it tasted like candy.&lt;br /&gt;and just as i wanted to tell yiuwah how it tasted, there was some crappy burning after taste.&lt;br /&gt;pizza was good , but had to go off early.&lt;br /&gt;felt so blur, i texted yiuwah the wrong thing.&lt;br /&gt;very odd.&lt;br /&gt;i was fine after a warm water bath.&lt;br /&gt;better than breezer from the other time i guess.&lt;br /&gt;i gulped everything and turned red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright enough for today.&lt;br /&gt;im really tired.&lt;br /&gt;didnt study much and i feel really, really guilty.&lt;br /&gt;now that there's no more band,&lt;br /&gt;i can put that aside .&lt;br /&gt;just hope i dont think too much about sammy.&lt;br /&gt;really need to focus i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-7445749466783789434?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/7445749466783789434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=7445749466783789434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/7445749466783789434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/7445749466783789434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/sorry-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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-1418845223295775002.post-3400155677664899430</id><published>2012-01-26T13:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T13:12:25.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bloody heart breaking k. Living in denial aye? Guess you brought my hopes up for nothing. Screw it. I ought to get shot for this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-3400155677664899430?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3400155677664899430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=3400155677664899430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/3400155677664899430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/3400155677664899430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/bloody-heart-breaking-k.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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-1418845223295775002.post-8262908381307908837</id><published>2012-01-25T20:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T20:03:06.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can i just stay here till i expire?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty tired of this crap.&lt;br /&gt;i feel lifeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take everything. i dont need anything anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-8262908381307908837?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/8262908381307908837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=8262908381307908837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/8262908381307908837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/8262908381307908837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/can-i-just-stay-here-till-i-expire.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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-1418845223295775002.post-5726464629081919355</id><published>2012-01-25T14:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T15:08:37.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Day 15- Put your iPod on shuffle: First 10 songs that play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay it's day 15.&lt;br /&gt;im getting sick of this.&lt;br /&gt;its so lame.&lt;br /&gt;not going to give up something so simple anyways.&lt;br /&gt;or else there is really no point in my existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Better Together- Jack Johnson&lt;br /&gt;2. Because you live- Jesse macartney ( HAHAHA DAREN)&lt;br /&gt;it's been in my songlist for 4 years now. nope, never sick of that gay song he intro-ed.&lt;br /&gt;3. Yellow- Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;4. Some malay song rosalind left in my songlist too. i dont know why i never seem to delete it.&lt;br /&gt;it's been 3 years?&lt;br /&gt;5. Da eum nal - Seungri's solo&lt;br /&gt;6. Only One- yellowcard (HAHAHA DAREN AGAIN)&lt;br /&gt;7. Paperweight from DearJohn&lt;br /&gt;8. Apologise- Pixie Lott&lt;br /&gt;9. She will be loved- Maroon 5&lt;br /&gt;10. Time after time- javier colon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wierd shuffle list.&lt;br /&gt;brings back so much memories,&lt;br /&gt;because basically,&lt;br /&gt;i never EVER remember to remove any unwanted songs.&lt;br /&gt;and i never EVER EVER add any new songs.&lt;br /&gt;so sad life right.&lt;br /&gt;and im like listening to music 20hours everyday?&lt;br /&gt;imagine what kinda crap im listening to huh.&lt;br /&gt;i know.&lt;br /&gt;one fine day i'll just stop listening to music.&lt;br /&gt;someday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;okay i officially got over last night.&lt;br /&gt;too emotional abit ah.&lt;br /&gt;y'know venus texted me out of no where to ask if i were okay.&lt;br /&gt;so sweet right.&lt;br /&gt;rarely have such people popping out at the down side of your life k.&lt;br /&gt;feel so thankful. and much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some situation im in ,&lt;br /&gt;just cant be explained or shared with others.&lt;br /&gt;so like yeah, ouch me.&lt;br /&gt;ouch.&lt;br /&gt;feel like shouting.&lt;br /&gt;haha. k im good.&lt;br /&gt;gta go revise abit.&lt;br /&gt;i seem to be drifting away because of MD.&lt;br /&gt;and because i was sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god damn it, it's been more than a month hello.&lt;br /&gt;WHY DO I STILL HAVE PHLEGMS.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like coughing and crying.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna go to school .&lt;br /&gt;i wna rot at home for life.&lt;br /&gt;and let my mom feed me.&lt;br /&gt;okay i was lying about the feeding part.&lt;br /&gt;im such an ass.&lt;br /&gt;xiyu do you want a freaking future or not?&lt;br /&gt;okay yes i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-5726464629081919355?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-8280350782009206855</id><published>2012-01-25T00:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T00:12:42.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im affected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feel so affected.&lt;br /&gt;i feel broken ,&lt;br /&gt;the emotional pain just cant be explained.&lt;br /&gt;why do i feel like this?&lt;br /&gt;just because i cant put it to words, doesnt mean i havent got any feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of betrayal or loneliness or something.&lt;br /&gt;i constantly seek answers but tend to beat up on myself,&lt;br /&gt;even if i could no longer make whatever it was that broke my heart.&lt;br /&gt;comforting myself feels useless, or makes things even worse.&lt;br /&gt;cos i tend to just push myself back into the position that i left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where the hell am i going?&lt;br /&gt;wish there was a helping hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired of waiting..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-8280350782009206855?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/8280350782009206855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=8280350782009206855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/8280350782009206855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/8280350782009206855'/><link rel='alternate' 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src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qLoUtmcn2Nc/Tx5Zsbo3BjI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/TqOTvrvgVAY/s400/afa.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ignore the arms please.&lt;br /&gt;my dad's so handsome.&lt;br /&gt;kthxbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MD yaw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gVab07BcyBo/Tx5XNWNIonI/AAAAAAAAA8E/SVjxrsE7AFM/s1600/378724_10150446442556229_724441228_8559241_260045625_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701090065108214386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gVab07BcyBo/Tx5XNWNIonI/AAAAAAAAA8E/SVjxrsE7AFM/s400/378724_10150446442556229_724441228_8559241_260045625_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, trumpet section squeezing in the mini mirror in the dressing room .&lt;br /&gt;literally squeezing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nuup6nObx8E/Tx5XJxTJt_I/AAAAAAAAA74/2gTQWXnsYfs/s1600/395269_3158626367338_1315642047_3385011_893646035_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 308px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701090003661731826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nuup6nObx8E/Tx5XJxTJt_I/AAAAAAAAA74/2gTQWXnsYfs/s400/395269_3158626367338_1315642047_3385011_893646035_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so scary.&lt;br /&gt;if you see it, you poop bricks.&lt;br /&gt;k no lah. kidding.&lt;br /&gt;so obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EtLSYMNwqNk/Tx5WyCa_8pI/AAAAAAAAA7s/CsA8MNn_IYw/s1600/409199_3158633767523_1315642047_3385016_2138797806_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701089595941188242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EtLSYMNwqNk/Tx5WyCa_8pI/AAAAAAAAA7s/CsA8MNn_IYw/s400/409199_3158633767523_1315642047_3385016_2138797806_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok so stay at home day tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i finally finished my PLJ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont know why my essays are ever short now a days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sum ting wong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;518 words k.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;enough. yaaayyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah. today's open house ah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so my dad and sister's friends are coming over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yawnn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;forever alone ah. bye. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;k no. tmr stay at home part 2 !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yayyy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;need to catch up on alot of stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- dreamweaver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- bunkering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- econs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- gened project and ya da yada yada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;just hope i wont be alone this evening k.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;k bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-3378342249176660999?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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mean we should distant ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;maybe we just met at the wrong point of our lives,&lt;br /&gt;but it wont make things any worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yep,&lt;br /&gt;no grudges .&lt;br /&gt;no blaming no hurting no nothing,&lt;br /&gt;i just wished things would be the same.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;okay today was a long day.&lt;br /&gt;got up real early and went to the columbarium to visit mama.&lt;br /&gt;really missed her alot, and wished she's still be here to celebrate CNY with us.&lt;br /&gt;went back to the house, and it was rather empty.&lt;br /&gt;no happiness no nothing, the atmosphere just felt so still.&lt;br /&gt;jeez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay and then we went back home in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;and i took a nap.&lt;br /&gt;more than a power nap.&lt;br /&gt;i slept like 4 hours . now im freaking awake k.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to my mom's side for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;ended up eating junk and was too full for rice.&lt;br /&gt;my grandpa like blur when he found out.&lt;br /&gt;haha so cute right.&lt;br /&gt;dont really know how to communicate with them.&lt;br /&gt;wish i could tho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so we got home .&lt;br /&gt;and i slacked.&lt;br /&gt;ok fine. i admit.&lt;br /&gt;every CNY's the same.&lt;br /&gt;it's my 17th year and im kinda sick of it alr.&lt;br /&gt;/:&lt;br /&gt;yawnss.&lt;br /&gt;sad night tonight ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;k bye.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-1358695022606445298?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/1358695022606445298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-1418845223295775002.post-2786106296340353800</id><published>2012-01-23T01:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T02:05:05.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Day 12- How you found out about Blogger and why you made one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;didnt really know much about blogger&lt;br /&gt;and used to think it was dumb, cos i didnt get the idea of an online ''diary''&lt;br /&gt;for the fact of the the countless attempts creating diary entries&lt;br /&gt;maybe like after 2 entries the book will turn to junk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah i found blogger in 2007, when i was in sec 1.&lt;br /&gt;and this blog has been constantly updated.&lt;br /&gt;i admit i used to update crap.&lt;br /&gt;im no better now, talking to myself and everything.&lt;br /&gt;at least it's self entertainment k.&lt;br /&gt;not sure if im going bonkus tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made a blog myself cos i wanted to be like huijuan.&lt;br /&gt;we were then, blogging crap.&lt;br /&gt;like , today so boring, i go school then go home slack. then bye kinda thing.&lt;br /&gt;felt cool then.&lt;br /&gt;and there was this tagboard thing remember?&lt;br /&gt;it still exists but i removed mine cos it attracts attention.&lt;br /&gt;and partly cos ppl read but dont comment or tag or anything.&lt;br /&gt;which makes me feel like a sad person and a loner talking to myself.&lt;br /&gt;so basically im living in self-denial aye?&lt;br /&gt;yer think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah and this was called dagalwif-a-brokensmile.bs&lt;br /&gt;now i remember.&lt;br /&gt;haha dayummm.&lt;br /&gt;so although i changed links and whatnot cos i thought i'd be happy from then on and i was wrong,&lt;br /&gt;nothing much else changed.&lt;br /&gt;and the previous blog designs i had were basically creditted to huijuan and her sis.&lt;br /&gt;smart ppl.&lt;br /&gt;rmb about this egg blogskin, and some dumb tortoise blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;and the recent one with the plain orange and white background created by huijuan's sis.&lt;br /&gt;yep i loved that the most till i act smart and tried editing the stuff myself and deleted it by accident.&lt;br /&gt;im so stupid. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;so was forced to change to the norm blogskin from blogger.&lt;br /&gt;yawns.&lt;br /&gt;k done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long day today.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 1plus in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;felt so naise to finally sleep till im done sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;instead of having to be woken up.&lt;br /&gt;stupid incomplete feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah i watched desperate housewives5 marathon.&lt;br /&gt;sooo addicted.&lt;br /&gt;it's so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;like the only drama series i'll go for.&lt;br /&gt;if u know me,i dont actually watch much teevee or get glued.&lt;br /&gt;but shit happens occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;and peeeeeeeeeeeeeewwwwwww. i threw the spring cleaning aside.&lt;br /&gt;i watched it till 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;every sunday have eh.&lt;br /&gt;watch it with cousin last week.&lt;br /&gt;she's glued to anything tho.&lt;br /&gt;hope i rmb about it next sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i started to spring clean.&lt;br /&gt;within 2 hours i was done.&lt;br /&gt;cool or wad.&lt;br /&gt;im so cool ikr.&lt;br /&gt;my room is neat.&lt;br /&gt;yaaaay.&lt;br /&gt;new bed sheet and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;and i found ALOT of coins when i cleaned up.&lt;br /&gt;now my cow box is half full.&lt;br /&gt;im so positive right.&lt;br /&gt;i said half full, not half empty.&lt;br /&gt;k i should shut up.&lt;br /&gt;i think it's because im real tired now.&lt;br /&gt;like the using up all energy plus hyper part before i KO?&lt;br /&gt;yep that part.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay and went to eat dinner at longjohnsilver's&lt;br /&gt;reunion dinner? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;so wierd. and the theater was empty.&lt;br /&gt;loners.&lt;br /&gt;movie was alright.&lt;br /&gt;and went to walk around for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like eating sweets now im so tired.&lt;br /&gt;k back. sweeetts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so going out tmr i guess.&lt;br /&gt;CNY's not really my thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh too tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-2786106296340353800?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/2786106296340353800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-1418845223295775002.post-6026982132470719220</id><published>2012-01-22T00:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T01:33:44.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Day 11- Another picture of you and your friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;juuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuust niceee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;k these are the only MD pictures i have now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MD is OVVVVVVVVVEEEEEEEEERRRRRR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it was better than i expected (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel complete.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;can leave in peace ah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;jingyi and i&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9l1oGsxG6Rc/TxrtQ1J1k_I/AAAAAAAAA7U/LtUpysAU8D0/s1600/403968_10150519617844457_659934456_8842172_177275531_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700129151792813042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9l1oGsxG6Rc/TxrtQ1J1k_I/AAAAAAAAA7U/LtUpysAU8D0/s400/403968_10150519617844457_659934456_8842172_177275531_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;nora and i !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;in nun clothing. hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zs8WhwPyH_g/TxrsQ_CwJqI/AAAAAAAAA7I/4BRY5lzVsSM/s1600/kjaads.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700128054935824034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zs8WhwPyH_g/TxrsQ_CwJqI/AAAAAAAAA7I/4BRY5lzVsSM/s400/kjaads.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the pass with a freaking typo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;such a turn-off ! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;like so memorable, then fail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;k try spotting the error.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EAXZVBXpJgU/TxruIYuEMjI/AAAAAAAAA7g/UyHG8xdC3ew/s1600/397332_10150537972428875_692103874_8733704_1267146747_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700130106232812082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EAXZVBXpJgU/TxruIYuEMjI/AAAAAAAAA7g/UyHG8xdC3ew/s400/397332_10150537972428875_692103874_8733704_1267146747_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo. yes. MD is over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;really great great great great experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so many stuff happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cant mention all but i'll try.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, began the day skipping stats lesson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;because i had LOA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;y'know the moment i didnt come, everyone started telling me that i've got alot to catch up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;will try my best to catch up during this break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i promise myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;headed for the band room and got everything moved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;took a bus there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;was so amazed by the dressing room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's so classy! hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but trumpet section in that mini room is a big nono right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;still managed to squeeze tho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;there was a toilet in the dressing room!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;like umm.. 19 peeps plus alumnis sharing the room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the dressing room's like half of a normal bedroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but still, imagine if you're the soloist or performer or smth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's lika boss kinda thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry, mountain tortoise here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*waves hand*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;actually remember performing at the NUS hall or smth in sec 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SPH isit? forgot. and they had bigger dressing rooms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was cool too, but like all the girls to one room and i was busy screaming then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay we had approximately 4 hours of break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean i .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wth right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to slack at marina. really too free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we had so much time to shop for kwangyi and shimin's present.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was so tired already then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;about 1pm?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes. sleepy already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i already had bloodshot eyes by then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yumyumyum had short rehearsals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i expected the hall to be bigger actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;until i went on stage and like, k big enough. im scared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got a message from huimei that both thweni and her werent coming for the concert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;they paid for it alr tho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;felt so unsupported i could cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thats like 1/4 of my pillar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;really like to thank da, rosalind ( WOO ROSALLINNND!!!) , sean timmeh, sis , sis, mom and dad for coming. really appreciated it alot. (':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wish stuffys were there tho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yeah dad finally came back to singapore after a month at india.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;feel so relieved that he's safe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;rather awkward with him now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont know if i've changed or what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont know really..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay so yeah the performance started,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and minghui marvin asyraf and i only played at the 5th song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we went back to the dressing room to slack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i honestly like the tuba peep's section piece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so naisseeeee!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wished they played it for me at korea on my birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha, k sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw. we had alot of fun back there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cos there was this spotlight thingy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it was damn bright and hot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i got blinded like 4 times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sad life me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it was super .______________________________________________.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was afraid i wouldnt sound flat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the room was dark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i saw this shiny trumpet and thought, oh well. just warm sammy up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;after 15 mins marvin disturbed me about warming sammy up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he said, sekali it's not urs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then im like, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then i looked at the saliva key.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG IT'S REALLY NOT MINE .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was marvin's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wthlolomgwtsbbqafk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;life sucks sometimes huh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay the performance went well, to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i didnt have much stage fright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;couldnt really see the audience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i liked to play the encore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;feel so proud of myself honestly that i didnt make much booboos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and life really sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im like leaving and ending my passion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i finally learnt how to single tongue very fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh btwbtw,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;there was an interval and i went to find them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and da sean and rosalind stayed inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wth. inside no reception. i couldnt contact them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i called dad and he said he lost mom and sis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i called sis she didnt pick up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;like so sad eh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im like lost sad emo forever alone sheep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyone around me met up with their loved ones and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i stood in the middle of no where stonning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sad person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then they had the last call that interval was over,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i finally spotted sis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;she chose to buy cookies and eat instead of finding me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG. im so embarrassed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;after the concert i met up with da and sean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my mom was right, the safety pin will give way and pierce through me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok it didnt pierce through me thank god.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i caught the safety pin that snapped on time and ran to the bathroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pheeww.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;joel called and i met up with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;JOEL FAN. the skinny tall stick guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok it was rather wierd cos he was with kwangyi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;joel was my SL in sec sch, and kwangyi's my current.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and they were tgt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and they both know weijuan, my pri school SL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and all of them know the infamous angeline(MOM)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;small world huh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok most importantly they know me k.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(: teeehee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay so it ended and i didnt get to see rosalind ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;went supper with da.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;not really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;he ate his dinner and i KO-ed beside his fries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so sleepy eh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my eyes were like bloodshot and small.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i nearly fell asleep walking .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we hanged around till like 2am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;feel so tired still now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cos tooooooooooodaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;woke up early to meet da for shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;CNY shopping yah right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;he said to meet up early and whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he was late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;for like 1 and a half hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;idiot guy .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok and he gave me un-bear-ables gummies from the natural confectionary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so.. we went to walk around and buy his clothes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;you've got to listen to this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;all i bought was a mini sheep eraser from smiggle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cos da bought this pencil cup for his pencils. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then the sheep were at the counter display.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;couldnt resist . really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i literally jumped and everything .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;soo cuteeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok da bought it for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. and his expression like -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;liar. he still played with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we walked and we walked .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;IM SO TIRED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we didnt finish walking cos it rained&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;couldnt go to orchard central on time, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we wanted to buy couple shoe at VANS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;guess we'll give it a miss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;didnt send cousins off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss them already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;they'll be back in august.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;must meet up with them ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;all da's fault.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;shop shop shop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;tsk. hahaha ok no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i said it myself that i wanted to accompany him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we went to meet my family for reunion dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;he came too omg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. awkward a lil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yeah. quite full cos we ate junk before dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;whoops. okay after dinner we went back to my house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;da and i slacked. we played benny(uke) and the guitar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;like crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we just crapped. and played.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;quite fun tho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;first time im not sleepy or bored or anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he ate the cookie that sis bought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was for me. &amp;gt;:[&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahwell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay so my dad sent him home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and tada im here .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;whoa very long post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thought we were going to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah nevermind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;let it be . (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-6026982132470719220?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6026982132470719220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=6026982132470719220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/6026982132470719220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/6026982132470719220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-11-another-picture-of-you-and-your.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9l1oGsxG6Rc/TxrtQ1J1k_I/AAAAAAAAA7U/LtUpysAU8D0/s72-c/403968_10150519617844457_659934456_8842172_177275531_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-4450467111963578743</id><published>2012-01-22T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T00:42:48.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Day 10- Songs you listen to when you are Happy, Sad, Bored, Hyped, Mad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap. i think i skipped a day.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;k this is for yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;so i can answer 2 questions teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;Happy- english pop songs/emo songs.&lt;br /&gt;sad- violin pieces/rock/ instrumental band songs&lt;br /&gt;bored- english pop songs/emo songs&lt;br /&gt;hyped- emo songs/ instrumental songs&lt;br /&gt;mad- put the earpiece on and off the ipod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep. that's me for your info.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-4450467111963578743?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/4450467111963578743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=4450467111963578743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/4450467111963578743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/4450467111963578743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-10-songs-you-listen-to-when-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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-1418845223295775002.post-2849189066620896075</id><published>2012-01-19T11:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T11:21:20.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DAY9: SOMETHING PROUD I DID IN THE PAST FEW DAYS.                                                                I JUST FINISHED MY PRESENTATION YAW. YAYYYY. literally lifting one of the boulders off my chest. Just proud of myself i didnt die. Having band tonight, so wont be blogging. So scared eh tmr MD alr. Sammy, please sell yourself I beg you. ): i feel so stressed out now. Urgh. K bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-2849189066620896075?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/2849189066620896075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=2849189066620896075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/2849189066620896075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/2849189066620896075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/day9-something-proud-i-did-in-past-few.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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-1418845223295775002.post-4050776717863005350</id><published>2012-01-18T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T22:45:24.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lion King - Can You Feel The Love Tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JfjyVKs9oxc?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww (,: rosalind will cry if she watches this.&lt;br /&gt;commmfem&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-4050776717863005350?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/4050776717863005350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=4050776717863005350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/4050776717863005350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/4050776717863005350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/lion-king-can-you-feel-love-tonight.html' title='The Lion King - Can You Feel The Love Tonight'/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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/JfjyVKs9oxc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-4420888811063712547</id><published>2012-01-18T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T21:08:09.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay.&lt;br /&gt;so ITB's over.&lt;br /&gt;there wont be any such stupid test with the laggy comps in our comp lab.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, even sec school's better.&lt;br /&gt;they should've just let us use our own laptops and do the lockdown browser thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everyone was super pissed .&lt;br /&gt;idk. i like some happy idiot in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;cos it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;i mean like dont panic and everything and you wont be pissed at yourself.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. nazeer sat beside me. and sebas.&lt;br /&gt;and it was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;cos he like gave up, and went twitter.&lt;br /&gt;whud?? hahhaha okay lah at least he attempted abit in the end.&lt;br /&gt;and amirul sat infront.&lt;br /&gt;he was like blur as well.&lt;br /&gt;and y'know what he did?&lt;br /&gt;he just copy the demo sample of the qn and pasted.&lt;br /&gt;so cool uh haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have presentation tmr most probably.&lt;br /&gt;im going to die ):&lt;br /&gt;okay lah not so bad.&lt;br /&gt;stage fright? IM OVER IT BABEH.&lt;br /&gt;im gna perform at esplanade. nth can make me scared-er.&lt;br /&gt;OKAY IM LYING. SOMEBODY HELP ME PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;howhowhowhow okay later practice.&lt;br /&gt;i talk to teddy.&lt;br /&gt;he listens and he smiles .&lt;br /&gt;even if u beat him.&lt;br /&gt;cute guy.&lt;br /&gt;ok bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRUMPET HOW.&lt;br /&gt;FML. (fries make lies)&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-4420888811063712547?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/4420888811063712547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=4420888811063712547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/4420888811063712547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/4420888811063712547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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-1418845223295775002.post-5050439831334060846</id><published>2012-01-18T11:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T12:14:02.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DAY8: SHORT GOALS FOR THIS MONTH AND WHY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so obvious right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Get well soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been sick for nearly 3 weeks now and i still have phlegm in my lungs.&lt;br /&gt;its really affecting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2, Find a buyer for Sammy. im desperately freaking out by now.&lt;br /&gt;i think of him in my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Get MD over and done with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully it would be a great experience. that would be fulfilling the stupid PLJ as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Get on track with studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seem to be so distracted and everything these days.&lt;br /&gt;gna catch up during the CNY period.&lt;br /&gt;MUST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay done.&lt;br /&gt;having fireworks test later.&lt;br /&gt;*crossfingers*&lt;br /&gt;gna be damn relieved once it's over.&lt;br /&gt;its at 320.&lt;br /&gt;so duh i woke up late today.&lt;br /&gt;like finally.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt have a good sleep for the past few days since ..&lt;br /&gt;okay since last tues night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the phlegms are so irritating btw.&lt;br /&gt;it's like stuck deep down and i have cough real hard and real bad for it to come out.&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;br /&gt;gna do work now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jaron not coming for the concert.&lt;br /&gt;idiot guy.&lt;br /&gt;but sean's coming instead.&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!~&lt;br /&gt;bet he'll like say its boring.&lt;br /&gt;and when he was bored the last time, he started shouting ''john'' and ''dick''&lt;br /&gt;instead of my name.&lt;br /&gt;so sad right. k fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da asked me to go shopping with him on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;you kidding me?!&lt;br /&gt;the thing i hate the most to do with him is shopping.&lt;br /&gt;HE'S SO BORING.&lt;br /&gt;not him being bored. as in him being a bore.&lt;br /&gt;he'll walk in to a random shop. say wow. look at the shorts and say, ok no.&lt;br /&gt;then walk out.&lt;br /&gt;he'll just end up at top man .&lt;br /&gt;*yawnn.*&lt;br /&gt;shall just pull him direct to top man and dump him there huh.&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;but i hate crowds. ):&lt;br /&gt;everyone, like him, is gna shop for last minute stuff.&lt;br /&gt;poor me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-5050439831334060846?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/5050439831334060846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=5050439831334060846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/5050439831334060846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/5050439831334060846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/day8-short-goals-for-this-month-and-why.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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-1418845223295775002.post-653936229386750416</id><published>2012-01-17T16:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T19:24:13.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Day 07- A picture of someone/something that has the biggest impact on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;i guess it'll be that cheese face below.&lt;br /&gt;(left)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1oXPmZnKjYI/TxUssm5XtGI/AAAAAAAAA68/MwunLEYXjzc/s1600/185569_10150273278504648_541169647_7439705_7177373_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698510048374273122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1oXPmZnKjYI/TxUssm5XtGI/AAAAAAAAA68/MwunLEYXjzc/s400/185569_10150273278504648_541169647_7439705_7177373_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i guess it's cos it's both of our first relationship.&lt;br /&gt;which makes it worse.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;c'mon man, i thought he was nice, un-gay, a fine gentlemen, respectful and humble.&lt;br /&gt;turns out he was none of the above k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and , if you knew me right from the start, you'd know.&lt;br /&gt;i was hot and short tempered, childish (VERY), vulgar, loud, scream-y, impatient and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;till i met him. i guess i had to stop.&lt;br /&gt;and realised everything wasnt about me afterall.( duh )&lt;br /&gt;omg i was so stupid. so embarassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and bladdy hell, looks can be so deceiving k.&lt;br /&gt;dont fall for it.&lt;br /&gt;not like i thought that he was handsome.&lt;br /&gt;eww. gay.&lt;br /&gt;that ass is so hot tempered as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not saying im good now.&lt;br /&gt;i am not , obviously.&lt;br /&gt;but at least he changed me to be a better(slightly) person.&lt;br /&gt;and gave me a better perspective of the rest of the world.&lt;br /&gt;and his acceptance and impatience and gay-stuff.&lt;br /&gt;the other day i was feeling rather bad for us,&lt;br /&gt;cos we hardly meet anymore these days, including the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;and he promised to meet up often.&lt;br /&gt;and he kept it.&lt;br /&gt;i love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so gna embarass him now.&lt;br /&gt;milk face.&lt;br /&gt;thank god im keeping my own milk-mouth face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-93OizgiY9ik/TxUsUwIW7ZI/AAAAAAAAA6w/xqCRAqHF36U/s1600/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698509638536195474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-93OizgiY9ik/TxUsUwIW7ZI/AAAAAAAAA6w/xqCRAqHF36U/s400/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im from the forces of eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeviiil ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i overslept today.&lt;br /&gt;omg. i think i didnt even set my alarm last night.&lt;br /&gt;i was so tired i KO-ed on my bed at 12plus.&lt;br /&gt;i really cant take it having band on mondays omg.&lt;br /&gt;i have school at 8am the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;plus school starts at 8am on monday as well.&lt;br /&gt;urgh. i hate this.&lt;br /&gt;okay so yeah i couldnt wake up.&lt;br /&gt;biyu called me at 720 .&lt;br /&gt;instant resuscitation.&lt;br /&gt;okay no. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay dreamweaver sucks.&lt;br /&gt;really gna work on it.&lt;br /&gt;so restless and exhausted and bored , i practically gave up for 2.5 hours of IT just now.&lt;br /&gt;ended up listening to sungha jung. awesome guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;initially went to fc3 with biyu amanda and yiyan this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;saw someone. and the the seats were so close,&lt;br /&gt;i begged to go somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;k wtvs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so tired.&lt;br /&gt;and i just altered my MD gown myself !&lt;br /&gt;hope it's not too obvious cos it's really huge ):&lt;br /&gt;and i really need to sell sammy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things running through myhead...&lt;br /&gt;feel like im gna blow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. SAMMY. *priority* by this friday.&lt;br /&gt;2. Extra MD ticket cos jaron's not going. urgh.&lt;br /&gt;3. Fireworks&lt;br /&gt;4. Dreamweaver&lt;br /&gt;5. Port Ops chapter 9&lt;br /&gt;6. Stats chap13&lt;br /&gt;7. Econs chap7&lt;br /&gt;8. Polish sammy.&lt;br /&gt;9. Pack room. DAD'S COMING HOME THIS FRI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-653936229386750416?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/653936229386750416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=653936229386750416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/653936229386750416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/653936229386750416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-07-picture-of-someonesomething-that.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1oXPmZnKjYI/TxUssm5XtGI/AAAAAAAAA68/MwunLEYXjzc/s72-c/185569_10150273278504648_541169647_7439705_7177373_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-9036091309245290158</id><published>2012-01-16T13:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T13:10:38.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DAY 6: FAVOURITE SUPERHERO.                                                                                                                  THORRRRRR!!!! So easy. Cos he's hot. As in the movie thor. Not the pathetic comic. Heard there's a second movie coming out. So hurrayyyy! *gives eye brows* okay. Having band tonight. Gna be so tired i need to promise myself to wake up for the 8am class for dreamweaver or i am dead. Having IT test on friday. So sad ): okay suddenly feel so excited for the concert. Eh. Forgot to mention my sheep hair is gone. Amanda says i look like cleopatra. And i was like wuddd. Felt a lil oconplimented at first. Then i googled images for cleopatra and $&amp;amp;@!?&amp;amp;$?#% so ugly. Hahaha. K bye&lt;div class="clear" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; clear: both; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-9036091309245290158?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/9036091309245290158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=9036091309245290158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/9036091309245290158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/9036091309245290158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-6-favourite-superhero.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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-1418845223295775002.post-2773370030290193577</id><published>2012-01-15T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T20:33:55.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha&lt;br /&gt;yeahhhh. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learnt the beggining verse of more than words on guitar.&lt;br /&gt;now my pinky is purple.&lt;br /&gt;wts.&lt;br /&gt;butttttttttttttttttttt.&lt;br /&gt;yayayyayyay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i wont have to feel like sleeping when da plays that song.&lt;br /&gt;usually i'll like yawn.&lt;br /&gt;and stuff. cos it's really boring.&lt;br /&gt;and he says its romantic.&lt;br /&gt;ummmmmmmmmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;k. haha&lt;br /&gt;suddenly feel like laughing at that cheese face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-2773370030290193577?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/2773370030290193577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-1418845223295775002.post-6071136271258868129</id><published>2012-01-15T15:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T16:00:10.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DAY 5 : Picture of where i've been too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i've lost the taiwan and hongkong pics.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is korea with the band peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ta-cKuc_r-s/TxKEikcXY-I/AAAAAAAAA6k/SnJSwFKY2eE/s1600/s.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697762208010167266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ta-cKuc_r-s/TxKEikcXY-I/AAAAAAAAA6k/SnJSwFKY2eE/s400/s.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is in phuket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mARu21Zw8rA/TxKDtwmOdMI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/bLSo265QtT4/s1600/248431_10150264311169357_582369356_7414473_6299306_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697761300739683522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mARu21Zw8rA/TxKDtwmOdMI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/bLSo265QtT4/s400/248431_10150264311169357_582369356_7414473_6299306_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k . i am sooooooooooo frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;cousin's like blasting music.&lt;br /&gt;and using my itouch.&lt;br /&gt;and complaining she wants to go swimming.&lt;br /&gt;omggggg.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k quick go home.&lt;br /&gt;i need to study.&lt;br /&gt;im so tired.&lt;br /&gt;slept at 6am cos i spent the whole night talking to claire.&lt;br /&gt;the other cousin.&lt;br /&gt;okay it was kinda fun.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont rmb knocking out.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and gail jumps on my teddy all the time.&lt;br /&gt;feel like crying.&lt;br /&gt;and it's so friggin hotttttttttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btwbtwbtw,&lt;br /&gt;i bought han this angel iphone cover.&lt;br /&gt;angel as in , stich , but pink.&lt;br /&gt;so gay.&lt;br /&gt;and i spend my entire life savings . honest.&lt;br /&gt;and then jess tweet me.&lt;br /&gt;Y'KNOW WHATTTTTTTTT.&lt;br /&gt;she bought the same cover as i did.&lt;br /&gt;and gave it han as well.&lt;br /&gt;it was stitch.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like kicking han zomg.&lt;br /&gt;my monehhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha .&lt;br /&gt;and we bluff bluff friend her .&lt;br /&gt;me and jess bluff bluff friend her only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;and troubled.&lt;br /&gt;sammy has to go now.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;im left with $1.40&lt;br /&gt;for the next month because i bought tickets for my family.&lt;br /&gt;i even bought one extra for you.&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind i guess, dad's gna come for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-6071136271258868129?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6071136271258868129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=6071136271258868129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/6071136271258868129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/6071136271258868129'/><link rel='alternate' 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Having to be in bed at least 2 hours before i fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Habit of being sticky to certain people. which is not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Habit of forgetting to smile at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Biting my lips when im nervous.&lt;br /&gt;haha it used to be the reason why my front teeth protrudes.&lt;br /&gt;and then i joined band, and it was okay alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay .&lt;br /&gt;so . i have stomach flu now.&lt;br /&gt;damn it xiyu. wth cant you get better.&lt;br /&gt;i think i have blogged for at least 2 weeks that im sick.&lt;br /&gt;whatever seriously.&lt;br /&gt;okay why i am i whatever-ing myself.&lt;br /&gt;): i feel so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay met up with da , sean, jx, tw, bk, and eryan.&lt;br /&gt;sorry and HAN.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot. i think. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;yeah and we went to fish and co .&lt;br /&gt;the longest meal i ever had i think.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;we sat down for like 30 mins.&lt;br /&gt;wait for jx, and then han came.&lt;br /&gt;and then wait for the orders for 20 mins.&lt;br /&gt;and then jx sean they all went to the atm for 20 mins.&lt;br /&gt;and then we ate for like 1 hour&lt;br /&gt;i drank water, and when i started on my pasta i was full alr.&lt;br /&gt;da ended up eating my serving as well.&lt;br /&gt;oink. (O:&lt;br /&gt;okay yah,and now i have tummy upset.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and we went to the park and went home.&lt;br /&gt;their so called lepak.-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then da and i went to sit down and drank milk.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;milk= beer k.&lt;br /&gt;rmb watching kogepan at the poolside.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;(O_O) &amp;lt;-- kogepan's face.&lt;br /&gt;and i then i went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's a long day.&lt;br /&gt;cos im going over to grandma's house later.&lt;br /&gt;it's her birthday today.&lt;br /&gt;my grandparent's birthdays are on random days really.&lt;br /&gt;no lah, its like according to the chinese calendar.&lt;br /&gt;ok so after that my cousins are coming to stay over.&lt;br /&gt;the claire and gail thing.&lt;br /&gt;they're leaving next week.&lt;br /&gt;but i seriously need to study.&lt;br /&gt;need to entertain that lil brat.&lt;br /&gt;cute brat.&lt;br /&gt;she sleeps later than me k. wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-8467200867356434269?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/8467200867356434269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=8467200867356434269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/8467200867356434269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/8467200867356434269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-4-habit-i-wish-i-didnt-have.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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-1418845223295775002.post-8783786151722332867</id><published>2012-01-13T09:29:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T09:44:35.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DAY 3: Picture of Me and My Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Band peeps in Korea !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jtOOAXkVVx8/Tw-K-1DugjI/AAAAAAAAA50/D-2PZNfQs5c/s1600/wrwr2dc.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696924865646199346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jtOOAXkVVx8/Tw-K-1DugjI/AAAAAAAAA50/D-2PZNfQs5c/s400/wrwr2dc.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Year1 class peepss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GDAja6Ph34Q/Tw-La6qomFI/AAAAAAAAA6M/wMIUSIRa6YY/s1600/222684_10150176621248591_671373590_6882929_2759354_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696925348187904082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GDAja6Ph34Q/Tw-La6qomFI/AAAAAAAAA6M/wMIUSIRa6YY/s400/222684_10150176621248591_671373590_6882929_2759354_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures can hor?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i never cheat wad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY ROSALIND &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gPwcjiFJRR4/Tw-KWyRdWTI/AAAAAAAAA5c/OzHBWWkDIAA/s1600/phosadas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696924177703721266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gPwcjiFJRR4/Tw-KWyRdWTI/AAAAAAAAA5c/OzHBWWkDIAA/s400/phosadas.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELCAMP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RJJJCNWvyK0/Tw-KLvQo1RI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/DHCD6-b_MXw/s1600/283275_10150263832234357_582369356_7408836_221087_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696923987916412178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RJJJCNWvyK0/Tw-KLvQo1RI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/DHCD6-b_MXw/s400/283275_10150263832234357_582369356_7408836_221087_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4e2 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9LSjiJWNAQY/Tw-J_D5heBI/AAAAAAAAA5E/i75udjUJQEM/s1600/mov1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696923770118305810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9LSjiJWNAQY/Tw-J_D5heBI/AAAAAAAAA5E/i75udjUJQEM/s400/mov1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of school! chleo and huijuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8X9bOfSFBDY/Tw-J0kP1CGI/AAAAAAAAA44/LHsM6sB5CLQ/s1600/155016_471998373874_692103874_5506750_706596_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696923589823236194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8X9bOfSFBDY/Tw-J0kP1CGI/AAAAAAAAA44/LHsM6sB5CLQ/s400/155016_471998373874_692103874_5506750_706596_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BVMB stttttsttttttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5a7SbVwFk6s/Tw-JvPVO5QI/AAAAAAAAA4s/GZsg8JfTB_E/s1600/2651_59348266444_613691444_1438479_4234020_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696923498309412098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5a7SbVwFk6s/Tw-JvPVO5QI/AAAAAAAAA4s/GZsg8JfTB_E/s400/2651_59348266444_613691444_1438479_4234020_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artpeepss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S8wnVO5Wf3c/Tw-Jh4b4b6I/AAAAAAAAA4g/aVWc1WNC1zs/s1600/art.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696923268824985506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S8wnVO5Wf3c/Tw-Jh4b4b6I/AAAAAAAAA4g/aVWc1WNC1zs/s400/art.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3e2 (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1e6RXNSVwKA/Tw-JTJLCmDI/AAAAAAAAA4U/KaEfQ3-n-8I/s1600/4292_79350008579_644068579_1755296_981047_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696923015619713074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1e6RXNSVwKA/Tw-JTJLCmDI/AAAAAAAAA4U/KaEfQ3-n-8I/s400/4292_79350008579_644068579_1755296_981047_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;feel so emotional.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;get a hold of yourself woman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-8783786151722332867?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/8783786151722332867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=8783786151722332867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/8783786151722332867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/8783786151722332867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-3-picture-of-me-and-my-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jtOOAXkVVx8/Tw-K-1DugjI/AAAAAAAAA50/D-2PZNfQs5c/s72-c/wrwr2dc.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-3758780526663406741</id><published>2012-01-12T16:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T09:29:26.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Day 2: Meaning behind my blog name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So my blog's called th-cathatesfish right?&lt;br /&gt;cos i used to play with some fat orange cat in sec2.&lt;br /&gt;Initially my blog url was dagal-wif-brokensmile or smth.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot where the - was placed.&lt;br /&gt;And well, i met that cat.&lt;br /&gt;And i bought cat food , tuna flavour, for it and it didnt like.&lt;br /&gt;Waste my money damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. And chleo started calling me grey.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot why.&lt;br /&gt;Grey is her fat cat at home.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps cos i was/is fat.&lt;br /&gt;And i hate fish.&lt;br /&gt;So yes, here you go.&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 of the 30day challenge. (:&lt;br /&gt;im like typing this on my itouch now cos i just finished the test,&lt;br /&gt;and i have no where to go till i meet da at 530 and then have band at 630pm.&lt;br /&gt;So sad right.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have got mixed feelings now,&lt;br /&gt;cos i dont know what's on your mind and what you're thinking about.&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking it the wrong way. Hello, im not dirty minded.&lt;br /&gt;As in wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Meaning, i cant forget about us k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay yah feeling so sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;And im still sick ):&lt;br /&gt;poor me.&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for concert.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-3758780526663406741?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3758780526663406741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=3758780526663406741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/3758780526663406741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/3758780526663406741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-2-meaning-behind-my-blog-name.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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-1418845223295775002.post-3626237994511083615</id><published>2012-01-11T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T22:03:00.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ADELE - 'Make You Feel My Love'</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0put0_a--Ng?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww. )':&lt;br /&gt;all time favourite since sec2.&lt;br /&gt;i feel for her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she's so pretty k !&lt;br /&gt;no perfect body or whatever but who cares.&lt;br /&gt;pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love her.&lt;br /&gt;k bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-3626237994511083615?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3626237994511083615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=3626237994511083615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/3626237994511083615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/3626237994511083615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/adele-make-you-feel-my-love.html' title='ADELE - &apos;Make You Feel My Love&apos;'/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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/0put0_a--Ng/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-8422514163030108273</id><published>2012-01-11T19:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T21:51:32.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DAY 1 : Picture of myself and 15 interesting facts about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GOY-zAHrCkI/Tw1vlKv_MlI/AAAAAAAAA4I/sk4k-65DQNY/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 176px; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696331788025016914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GOY-zAHrCkI/Tw1vlKv_MlI/AAAAAAAAA4I/sk4k-65DQNY/s400/photo.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this is damn recent.&lt;br /&gt;honest.&lt;br /&gt;about 13 years ago?&lt;br /&gt;:}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay facts facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i am indeed, very good in chinese.&lt;br /&gt;2. i love animals. especially huge dogs and sheep.&lt;br /&gt;3. i love sheep so much, i have sheep hair, sheepy pencil case, sheep converse shoes, and a sheep shirt, and of course wooly undies (O:&lt;br /&gt;4. I talk to myself , alot. When im blogging, when im studying, when im watching teevee, and with friends, when no one responds.&lt;br /&gt;5. I love music. Have played, or attempted and failed the following:&lt;br /&gt;- trumpet (current)&lt;br /&gt;- ukulele&lt;br /&gt;- guitar&lt;br /&gt;- violin (fail)&lt;br /&gt;- e-flat horn&lt;br /&gt;- cornet in eflat&lt;br /&gt;- cornet in bflat&lt;br /&gt;- flugelhorn&lt;br /&gt;- euphonium&lt;br /&gt;- recorder ( HAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;6. I dont sing. I dont sing anywhere. Not even in the shower, because im afraid the neighbours will hear.&lt;br /&gt;7. I have spoilt approximately 11 earpieces/headphones/earphones in my entire life. and counting.&lt;br /&gt;8. I like the colours brown, orange, red. and brown.&lt;br /&gt;9. I am EMO, and i rot and stone.&lt;br /&gt;10. My natural expression is literally ._. because others say i look sad. and that's because im stonning. and i have small eyes.&lt;br /&gt;11. I dont use vulgarities anymore. At least no F-words and such. I stopped because i thought i had to grow up. no link right? okay, there are exceptions still.&lt;br /&gt;12. People laugh when i attempt to joke. Not because im funny, but because of my stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;13. I bite when i cry.&lt;br /&gt;14. My ambition is to be a veterinarian.&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;s&gt;I like stuffys. &lt;/s&gt;eh dont bother google-ing please. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phe-ew. done.&lt;br /&gt;k so satisfied that i got to stay at home.&lt;br /&gt;i love rotting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-8422514163030108273?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/8422514163030108273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=8422514163030108273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/8422514163030108273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/8422514163030108273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-1-picture-of-myself-and-15.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GOY-zAHrCkI/Tw1vlKv_MlI/AAAAAAAAA4I/sk4k-65DQNY/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-5145351835608244692</id><published>2012-01-11T19:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T19:14:07.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOLY MOLLLLLLLLLY!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k so random.&lt;br /&gt;used to think that ppl that did 30 day challenges were stupid.&lt;br /&gt;then i think.&lt;br /&gt;i actually blog everyday -.-&lt;br /&gt;not so stupid alr k. so yay.&lt;br /&gt;and i guess it'll give a better idea of who i am?&lt;br /&gt;rather than some person whom talks to herself.&lt;br /&gt;okay yes. i am a person that talks to myself k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-5145351835608244692?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/5145351835608244692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=5145351835608244692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/5145351835608244692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/5145351835608244692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/holy-mollllllllly-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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-1418845223295775002.post-8313134290879425142</id><published>2012-01-11T15:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T15:57:04.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so drowsy.&lt;br /&gt;yes im still sick.&lt;br /&gt;and i feel bad.&lt;br /&gt;no i feel worse.&lt;br /&gt;i keep coughing.&lt;br /&gt;just wish i can ask myself to shutup k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i attempted to play sissy's guitar.&lt;br /&gt;apparently i failed.&lt;br /&gt;i blue-blacked my own ring finger.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;so pain k. ):&lt;br /&gt;you and me by lifehouse is a nice song.&lt;br /&gt;): damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;so i went to school for awhile just now.&lt;br /&gt;and bought soap on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;yay soap ! (O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's danielle's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;why is everyone so old.&lt;br /&gt;so many january babies.&lt;br /&gt;no fair.&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday danielle ! (:&lt;br /&gt;hope she get 4.0 all the way k.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having band tmr again.&lt;br /&gt;think we're playing jap grafitti 14.&lt;br /&gt;hmm. prefer the disney's tho.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;feeling so sick ):&lt;br /&gt;damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lah bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-8313134290879425142?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/8313134290879425142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=8313134290879425142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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and still sick.&lt;br /&gt;ikr.&lt;br /&gt;feel so stupid today cos i keep coughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay ,&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;i skipped IT lesson today.&lt;br /&gt;feel so bad.&lt;br /&gt;promise to catch up tmr.&lt;br /&gt;cos i took the mini flu meds last night.&lt;br /&gt;the yellow super drowsy one y'know?&lt;br /&gt;and i slept at 1 plus last night.&lt;br /&gt;so i couldnt wake up at 630am.&lt;br /&gt;duh?&lt;br /&gt;yeah im so mean :{&lt;br /&gt;at least i made it for econs and port ops just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met da after that&lt;br /&gt;he wasnt late, for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;so proud of him.&lt;br /&gt;coughs.&lt;br /&gt;first time.&lt;br /&gt;in 2.5 years k.&lt;br /&gt;and we went to baskin robins to eat icecream.&lt;br /&gt;he kills me lor.&lt;br /&gt;brought me to kfc last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;and now icecream.&lt;br /&gt;and i ate spaghetti.&lt;br /&gt;and meatballlllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll.&lt;br /&gt;crazy guy. and he made me cry.&lt;br /&gt;cos he scold me. so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;ended up cursing each other again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;okay actually i think im having a fever.&lt;br /&gt;): feel hawwwwt.&lt;br /&gt;thanks thanks.&lt;br /&gt;*vomits*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lah.&lt;br /&gt;gna do proj tmr for awhile in school.&lt;br /&gt;bet we'll finish in half an hour to an hour.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;so sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz.&lt;br /&gt;mixed feelings k.&lt;br /&gt;gna forget about it.&lt;br /&gt;i feel not okay now.&lt;br /&gt;so how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-7717632467721836547?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-3334334702379367271</id><published>2012-01-09T17:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T17:04:39.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha cute stalker :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anww.&lt;br /&gt;im back home.&lt;br /&gt;and have to get back to school in an hour.&lt;br /&gt;for band..&lt;br /&gt;band's changed to mon and thurs.&lt;br /&gt;same as someone.&lt;br /&gt;oh well ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay umm.&lt;br /&gt;feel sick still today.&lt;br /&gt;especially with the direct aircon and everything.&lt;br /&gt;cant complain hor. ppl in sec sch no aircon.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;so mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh oli got back her results.&lt;br /&gt;and she did well ! to me.&lt;br /&gt;real proud of her.&lt;br /&gt;and hopefully her dad allows sammy !&lt;br /&gt;holy molly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel so tired.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;okay i went home cos i have no money to eat.&lt;br /&gt;bad state right.&lt;br /&gt;hope sammy will get an owner.&lt;br /&gt;aid me lots lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-3334334702379367271?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3334334702379367271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=3334334702379367271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/3334334702379367271'/><link rel='self' 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just randomly clicked on band songs on youtube.&lt;br /&gt;so nerd (O:&lt;br /&gt;k this is like the best song i've ever listened.&lt;br /&gt;listen can cry (,:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rmb bvmb played it during sec3 end of year.&lt;br /&gt;i had the flugelhorn solo.&lt;br /&gt;awwman. really miss that.&lt;br /&gt;but anw we screwed up. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;as usual. but so memorable k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-1042352959405550970?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/1042352959405550970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=1042352959405550970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-3645785899597994651</id><published>2012-01-08T14:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T14:42:48.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi.&lt;br /&gt;this is me killing my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_V-f2npRy4A/Twkz6cOHYbI/AAAAAAAAA38/Hm_SUQbLxL0/s1600/Snapshot_20120107_7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695140282887528882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_V-f2npRy4A/Twkz6cOHYbI/AAAAAAAAA38/Hm_SUQbLxL0/s400/Snapshot_20120107_7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah kidding.&lt;br /&gt;seriously gna miss her big big time.&lt;br /&gt;her name's claire.&lt;br /&gt;she's 4 years my junior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeez.&lt;br /&gt;when we were young,&lt;br /&gt;like p4 and she was like 6 years old,&lt;br /&gt;our family used to hang out alot.&lt;br /&gt;and went on road trips tgt.&lt;br /&gt;and so. my job then, was to entertain her.&lt;br /&gt;she was damn spoilt and everything.&lt;br /&gt;and such a bugger.&lt;br /&gt;but so cute.&lt;br /&gt;but irritating.&lt;br /&gt;ikr. that feeling of having someone killed in your mind,&lt;br /&gt;then after that crying cos you feel bad about it.&lt;br /&gt;okay yeah that's me. im so mean ):&lt;br /&gt;okay so she was real spoilt and everything.&lt;br /&gt;but after she had a sis around 6 years ago, she became better.&lt;br /&gt;and i liked her .&lt;br /&gt;*grins*&lt;br /&gt;ok. sorry. not like loike.&lt;br /&gt;as in loike.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. she's nice and everything now.&lt;br /&gt;too bad it didnt last much.&lt;br /&gt;she's migrating to perth on 20th.&lt;br /&gt;that's like the SPSB concert. and she cant make it.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gna miss that stinking little brat i once knew.&lt;br /&gt;definately.&lt;br /&gt;and well, her lil sis.&lt;br /&gt;she's like hyper and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;so i couldnt grab her to take a pic.&lt;br /&gt;abit scary tho.&lt;br /&gt;like she's an ipad and galaxy tab freak y'know.&lt;br /&gt;holy moly.&lt;br /&gt;like last year when she turned 5,&lt;br /&gt;she had to wear specs.&lt;br /&gt;and it was like 300-400 deg.&lt;br /&gt;freaking scary.&lt;br /&gt;love her tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and like at 1am yst da told me he was below my block.&lt;br /&gt;yer kidding?!&lt;br /&gt;so late.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;he's been having fun and gaying with his friends&lt;br /&gt;feel so .&lt;br /&gt;speechless.&lt;br /&gt;or smth.&lt;br /&gt;idk lah.&lt;br /&gt;feel like kicking him.&lt;br /&gt;ok i alr did.&lt;br /&gt;and i drove again.&lt;br /&gt;like a hundred meters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay now i've got alot of work.&lt;br /&gt;crap. cos i procrastinated.&lt;br /&gt;im so bad !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah. kinda sick still.&lt;br /&gt;it's a lil worse.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, on fri it was like runny nose.&lt;br /&gt;running? runny? k runny cuter.&lt;br /&gt;and now its like clogged. choked. smth.&lt;br /&gt;my boogey's like dark green with a lil blood.&lt;br /&gt;ouch right.&lt;br /&gt;and like my mom scolded me.&lt;br /&gt;for not going to the bathroom to clear my nose.&lt;br /&gt;wth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da's school starting anw tmr.&lt;br /&gt;he's gna die for sure.&lt;br /&gt;he's like sleeping at like 3-4am everyday.&lt;br /&gt;crazy.&lt;br /&gt;okay bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye claire.&lt;br /&gt;hope she'll be safe and not turn into an australian ah lian.&lt;br /&gt;if it exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Be34x6-c-tY/Twkzn7pT56I/AAAAAAAAA3w/9fjWcF27iMQ/s1600/Snapshot_20120107_23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695139964905580450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Be34x6-c-tY/Twkzn7pT56I/AAAAAAAAA3w/9fjWcF27iMQ/s400/Snapshot_20120107_23.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND FRANCESCA's COMING BACK TO SPORE THIS SATURDAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;from perth too. coincidence huh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;woohooo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's been like 4 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cant believe we still keep in contact huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im like the only one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think im stupid?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont seem to rmb any bad stuff she did to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;all the back stabbing activities and whatnot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so excited to meet her !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;k bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. when i read the mail i felt like killing myself honestly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wth am i thinking man. xiyu gta wake up k woman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;clear your mind. plsplsplsplsplsplpslpspslplss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(*#)*(#*)@*#@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;no bad thoughts k. 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title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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/-_V-f2npRy4A/Twkz6cOHYbI/AAAAAAAAA38/Hm_SUQbLxL0/s72-c/Snapshot_20120107_7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-3249953477389840264</id><published>2012-01-07T12:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T13:02:47.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay sorry .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgot about the blog for at least 24 hours.&lt;br /&gt;anwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i skipped stats lesson yst cos i felt so sick.&lt;br /&gt;then da asked me out.&lt;br /&gt;asshole. no sense of sympathy or love or anything.&lt;br /&gt;he made me cross over to malaysia , alone.&lt;br /&gt;so freaking scary.&lt;br /&gt;i was so scared, too scared until when he asked if i was scared.&lt;br /&gt;i said, no ._. &amp;lt;--- poker face.&lt;br /&gt;then he was like , oh, okay.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so we went to buy his lil bro's birthday present.&lt;br /&gt;and then went to buy rice.&lt;br /&gt;and went to his house&lt;br /&gt;to watch tayong dalawa. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;ok we caught half of it.&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to kfc.&lt;br /&gt;kfc k.&lt;br /&gt;im sick. we went kfc.&lt;br /&gt;and then i died.&lt;br /&gt;k no. then we went for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah it was okay.&lt;br /&gt;and he drove me home.&lt;br /&gt;omgwthwts.&lt;br /&gt;along the highway he stopped to let me drive.&lt;br /&gt;like so fun k seriously.&lt;br /&gt;apparently the, i wont take my licence until i can afford car thing failed.&lt;br /&gt;omg i want my licence.&lt;br /&gt;ok lah not really. but it was fun tho.&lt;br /&gt;he was like, 60 oni ah. only can drive until 60.&lt;br /&gt;BOOOOOOSSTTTTTTTTTT.&lt;br /&gt;he got so scared. teeeheee.&lt;br /&gt;and then we stopped over to buy m&amp;amp;ms and poop drink.&lt;br /&gt;y'know the yoghurt drink that aids digestion thing.&lt;br /&gt;VERY effective. haha k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired when i got home.&lt;br /&gt;just knocked out.&lt;br /&gt;this morning when i woke up i felt like dying seriously.&lt;br /&gt;my throat hurts big big big time.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the nuggets huh.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah the peanut m&amp;amp;ms.&lt;br /&gt;i swear the m&amp;amp;ms peeps are cheapos seriously.&lt;br /&gt;they cut cost, and increase price.&lt;br /&gt;i rmb it used to be like 90cents- $1.10.&lt;br /&gt;now sp sells like 1.80?&lt;br /&gt;and the portion like half.&lt;br /&gt;everyone in my class just turns to buy NIPS.&lt;br /&gt;yeah for the fact it sounds wrong.&lt;br /&gt;and the quantity, not quality.&lt;br /&gt;the peanut's like bitter and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;but it's like 90cents, and 4 times as much.&lt;br /&gt;will have the eat-until-dont-wna-eat. A.K.A jaw pain feeling.&lt;br /&gt;yeah i know.&lt;br /&gt;half satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so.&lt;br /&gt;bunkering lecturer reopened the quiz.&lt;br /&gt;thank god seriously.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt do 3 quizes out of the total 6.&lt;br /&gt;sucks to be me huh.&lt;br /&gt;the whole holiday i was like OH CRAPPPP FMLFMLFMLFMFLML.&lt;br /&gt;but, phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay results were okay.&lt;br /&gt;generally Bs?&lt;br /&gt;but not satisfying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cousins are coming to stay over tonight.&lt;br /&gt;for the first time, no matter how irritating they can be,&lt;br /&gt;i do want this.&lt;br /&gt;cos they're migrating to australia for good.&lt;br /&gt;on the 20th jan.&lt;br /&gt;so today will prolly be the last time im seeing them.&lt;br /&gt;gna miss them real bad.&lt;br /&gt;okay im like speaking before they come.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i'll regret it later.&lt;br /&gt;so mean right.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;one is 5 this year, and the other 14.&lt;br /&gt;sisterss.&lt;br /&gt;but the lil one's cute, but irritating.&lt;br /&gt;everything you ever say, she'll just reply whateverrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;idiot.&lt;br /&gt;feel like pulling out her teeth.&lt;br /&gt;she's bohhgay now tho.&lt;br /&gt;which makes it even more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-3249953477389840264?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3249953477389840264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=3249953477389840264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/3249953477389840264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/3249953477389840264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/okay-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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-1418845223295775002.post-5133771384880184442</id><published>2012-01-04T16:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T16:10:23.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay so the expired cough syrup didnt kill me afterall.&lt;br /&gt;dayummn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling real sick.&lt;br /&gt;and sis just fed me chips.&lt;br /&gt;so evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yah.&lt;br /&gt;i took out the bottle of cough syrup in the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;very sure no one touched it for at least 5 years.&lt;br /&gt;around 10ml left, and that was the proper dossage.&lt;br /&gt;so oh well. i poured it out, saw that it was lumpy,&lt;br /&gt;stared at it, told my mom.&lt;br /&gt;she was like , NO LAH you talk nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;k fine i drank it.&lt;br /&gt;eh seriously.&lt;br /&gt;one of the worst experiences in my life.&lt;br /&gt;like bits of stuff inside.&lt;br /&gt;and bladdy hewww i swallowed.&lt;br /&gt;how stupid.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah expiry in june 2011.&lt;br /&gt;not so bad i guess.&lt;br /&gt;at least it still feels like 2011 to me.&lt;br /&gt;so i guess my body prolly accepted it too.&lt;br /&gt;so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay home today cos it's wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;like wednesdayyyyyyy ~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;yeah i dont have lessons as usual.&lt;br /&gt;which is good.&lt;br /&gt;hope im well tmr.&lt;br /&gt;dont wna spread the germs to sammy,&lt;br /&gt;and then spread it back to myself again.&lt;br /&gt;thats dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gna sort of start thinking about the port ops presentation now.&lt;br /&gt;like abit scared. cos im doing the intro.&lt;br /&gt;on chhhhhhhhhhiinnaaahh.&lt;br /&gt;no choice.&lt;br /&gt;k nth to be afraid of. i think.&lt;br /&gt;holy moly im so scared ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k lah bye.&lt;br /&gt;feeling so lethargic now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept at 1130 last night,&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 9am today.&lt;br /&gt;pretty wierd.&lt;br /&gt;cos i was like OMG im so awake k.&lt;br /&gt;and then i took the NEW cough syrup.&lt;br /&gt;and knocked out at 10am.&lt;br /&gt;and woke up at 1.&lt;br /&gt;but feel like sleeping again leh.&lt;br /&gt;btw, i read the syrup label.&lt;br /&gt;side effects are insomnia?&lt;br /&gt;you kidding me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-5133771384880184442?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/5133771384880184442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=5133771384880184442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/5133771384880184442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/5133771384880184442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/okay-so-expired-cough-syrup-didnt-kill.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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-1418845223295775002.post-3275135833127132045</id><published>2012-01-03T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T21:48:32.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blood brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;warning : VERY naggy post ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wna get this off my chest once and for all.&lt;br /&gt;then i'll forget it.&lt;br /&gt;afterall, my blog. (duh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid events, resentment, nose excrement(water form)&lt;br /&gt;feeling really sick now.&lt;br /&gt;is it the weather or isit just me damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im really physically and mentally exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;dont HAH me.&lt;br /&gt;i know it's the first day of school.&lt;br /&gt;but my bio clock's real screwed.&lt;br /&gt;somehow i couldnt sleep at all last night.&lt;br /&gt;i mean besides the fact that han told me she banged her head on the fridge and cried.&lt;br /&gt;not sure if it was her birthday&lt;br /&gt;but i had a good laugh. a best laugh actually.&lt;br /&gt;so typical of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah today i had lessons at 8am.&lt;br /&gt;and got back 3 MST results today.&lt;br /&gt;not quite what i expected i guess.&lt;br /&gt;in a bad way.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to do way better.&lt;br /&gt;but what can i expect.&lt;br /&gt;little progress at a time k chua xi yu.&lt;br /&gt;yeah and by the time im year 3 my cummulative will be like 3.0 with progress.&lt;br /&gt;and i'll be kicked elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;was really really tired just now seriously.&lt;br /&gt;when i got home i was so tired i cried.&lt;br /&gt;bladdy stupid.&lt;br /&gt;ok i didnt cry cos im tired stupid.&lt;br /&gt;nvrm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some issues going on.&lt;br /&gt;so what? just have to live with it.&lt;br /&gt;just because you give in and not gain enough respect from certain people,&lt;br /&gt;especially your loved ones, doesnt mean i should just flare right?&lt;br /&gt;it's not like they care actually.&lt;br /&gt;i mean although its my bf or smth,&lt;br /&gt;doesnt make him any better .&lt;br /&gt;and well, while throwing a stupid fit and myself,&lt;br /&gt;i came out with my new year's resolution.&lt;br /&gt;forgive and forget.&lt;br /&gt;so proud of me right?&lt;br /&gt;bet y'all like , ... ._. duh.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. and i wished everyone in the world , which includes me,&lt;br /&gt;will just forget about the resentment and just appreciate every single mini thing we have.&lt;br /&gt;i like that.&lt;br /&gt;OMG I HAVE A NEW ERASER MY LIFE IS COMPLETE.&lt;br /&gt;k not so mini.&lt;br /&gt;k ya maybe that .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. cant believe i actually had those bad thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;so disappointed in myself.&lt;br /&gt;classmates were talking about new year stuff today.&lt;br /&gt;about how much money their parents gave them to buy clothes and what not.&lt;br /&gt;i honestly honestly went blank.&lt;br /&gt;cos umm i never had money from my parents just to buy clothes.&lt;br /&gt;for new year or anything.&lt;br /&gt;well, at least my mom made sure i didnt have any thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;she'll be like, )(*)(*)(&lt;a href="mailto:*@#@%#$"&gt;*@#@%#$&lt;/a&gt;!@ you have so many clothes and blah blahhh.&lt;br /&gt;those were my sister's bras mom.&lt;br /&gt;no kidding.&lt;br /&gt;yeah and i felt a lil angry and of course jealous, doh.&lt;br /&gt;like so unfair people get to spend hundreds without having to feel the pain of where that amount came from.&lt;br /&gt;it's not that they're rich or anything.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;but it felt the norm.&lt;br /&gt;and i felt so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;had the urge to just barge in to my mom's room and reach my hands out.&lt;br /&gt;so bad right.&lt;br /&gt;yeah guess i managed to slap myself damn hard to reality.&lt;br /&gt;literally.&lt;br /&gt;i dont need those stuff to be honest. its all material.&lt;br /&gt;it's not like im in a bad condition any huh?&lt;br /&gt;i got the freaking nerve to blog with my own laptop.&lt;br /&gt;and if i said i dont have anything,&lt;br /&gt;i promise any random person reading this can just slap me and call me bastard.&lt;br /&gt;not so hard hor.&lt;br /&gt;i just want my dad back here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, blood brothers.&lt;br /&gt;get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOOT ME PLEASE&lt;br /&gt;IM SO TIRED&lt;br /&gt;i nearly fell asleep eating my potatoes for dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god for the no lesson day tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-3275135833127132045?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3275135833127132045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=3275135833127132045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/3275135833127132045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/3275135833127132045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/blood-brothers.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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-1418845223295775002.post-1397508662202109183</id><published>2012-01-02T20:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T21:01:29.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 2nd january ! (AGAIN)&lt;br /&gt;some unknown person's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;cant rmb.&lt;br /&gt;oh .. ohh...&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;happy birthday han !&lt;br /&gt;it's okay, she'll read this on wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;if she ever reads this.&lt;br /&gt;i know im so sweet and everything.&lt;br /&gt;dont even know if she'll ever read this,&lt;br /&gt;cos perhaps she doesnt know it's her birthday yet today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;this is us, eating dinosaur rocks on the last day of school.&lt;br /&gt;so memorable right.&lt;br /&gt;with the 4e2 logo on my head and some stupid heart on yours.&lt;br /&gt;doesnt make sense.&lt;br /&gt;think this is the best photo of you so far.&lt;br /&gt;you look so.... pretty.&lt;br /&gt;you look like the dinosaur mama eating her own eggs.&lt;br /&gt;and i most definately look like myself. (duh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--WXJGgA2dPM/TwGnT_FIOwI/AAAAAAAAA3k/QpXXg2ZgVk8/s1600/IMG_0239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693015365765315330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--WXJGgA2dPM/TwGnT_FIOwI/AAAAAAAAA3k/QpXXg2ZgVk8/s400/IMG_0239.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is us at coffee bean where you attempt to go on diet&lt;br /&gt;and end up sharing my sandwhich.&lt;br /&gt;so nice.&lt;br /&gt;i love my hair omg.&lt;br /&gt;cos i cut my fringe myself.&lt;br /&gt;(notice how you're always the one holding the cam)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ftlWbxFmMLg/TwGnJ7-AbTI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/PXTuB4Vwe58/s1600/IMG_0200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693015193131445554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ftlWbxFmMLg/TwGnJ7-AbTI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/PXTuB4Vwe58/s400/IMG_0200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is us at HAN's cafe, after o lvls.&lt;br /&gt;stoning and eating ur kaya toast.&lt;br /&gt;because we only had a budget of $5.60&lt;br /&gt;(total combined amount left in our pockets)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sbr0Su_XAdc/TwGm_wSYPWI/AAAAAAAAA3M/j_9cFp-Ep3A/s1600/han.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693015018196974946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sbr0Su_XAdc/TwGm_wSYPWI/AAAAAAAAA3M/j_9cFp-Ep3A/s400/han.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is us, during speech last year . with huijuann.&lt;br /&gt;and your girl BRIGADE uniform.&lt;br /&gt;too bad u werent wearing ur cancer hat.&lt;br /&gt;it'd be nicer.&lt;br /&gt;our last day of cca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a133iMzoBhU/TwGm4dqItfI/AAAAAAAAA3A/EEj7dipqT6U/s1600/23544_384662893929_557878929_3720028_640219_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693014892937262578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a133iMzoBhU/TwGm4dqItfI/AAAAAAAAA3A/EEj7dipqT6U/s400/23544_384662893929_557878929_3720028_640219_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay this is sec3.&lt;br /&gt;the i-thought-you-were-damn-nice period.&lt;br /&gt;i'd like force you to sit beside me during amath period&lt;br /&gt;cos i think i fell in love with u.&lt;br /&gt;umm.&lt;br /&gt;and we'd like crap and everything.&lt;br /&gt;and every time i'd like wish for you to reveal ur diary bit by bit.&lt;br /&gt;which was kinda funny.&lt;br /&gt;yeah that was all the fun before everything happened once upon a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was actually the day i found out you were true blonde. and bimbotic.&lt;br /&gt;we took this pic with my phone camera.&lt;br /&gt;which was real cool for me last time.&lt;br /&gt;cos phones werent allowed and all.&lt;br /&gt;im so cool.&lt;br /&gt;okay the part was, it was taken at a different angle.&lt;br /&gt;and you were like, OMG WHY THE MOUSE EXPAND UNTIL SO BIG.&lt;br /&gt;IT LOOKS LIKE A REAL MOUSE&lt;br /&gt;umm. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh. wierd button nose i had there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness for the plastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no k kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7-zkv-PD5CA/TwGmUez4x-I/AAAAAAAAA20/rH_cvW84cU8/s1600/DSC00005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693014274771306466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7-zkv-PD5CA/TwGmUez4x-I/AAAAAAAAA20/rH_cvW84cU8/s400/DSC00005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;guess what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i lost the ECP ''4e2 outing''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the day we went ECP ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;just the two of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you told others about the 4e2 outing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;woman living in self-denial. but oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's han.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i lost the photos omg ! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;kkkkkk love you han.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;huh. school's starting tmr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the worst part, IT on tues as usual for 4hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hate my life seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;k bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-1397508662202109183?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/1397508662202109183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=1397508662202109183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/1397508662202109183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/1397508662202109183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-2nd-january-again-some-unknown.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--WXJGgA2dPM/TwGnT_FIOwI/AAAAAAAAA3k/QpXXg2ZgVk8/s72-c/IMG_0239.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-8257283403256121360</id><published>2012-01-01T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T23:02:28.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay yeah.&lt;br /&gt;new year ! boring day.&lt;br /&gt;spent my entire day cleaning up my room.&lt;br /&gt;now its neat.&lt;br /&gt;and sis say she can hear the echo.&lt;br /&gt;coolio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i havent quite updated any new year resolutions right?&lt;br /&gt;i havent been actually thinking to be honest.&lt;br /&gt;such a bum.&lt;br /&gt;k gna start thinking now.&lt;br /&gt;think think think. nope. nth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, stuffys replied the mail.&lt;br /&gt;like so happy, and of course contented.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully this would be a better year after the screw up year i had a day before.&lt;br /&gt;i mean yeah, who doesnt say that every year.&lt;br /&gt;so imma say it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's starting in like 1 day.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like crying seriously.&lt;br /&gt;omgomgomgg.&lt;br /&gt;no really. i feel like crying , literally.&lt;br /&gt;can just rip my hair off.&lt;br /&gt;no cannot, i just did frizzy hair treatment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k. tmr im gna stone in bed for 5 hours.&lt;br /&gt;must make the time worth horr?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;so early k.&lt;br /&gt;you guys can just watch me die or self-destruct when school reopens.&lt;br /&gt;went to school to meet danielle and yiuwah for econs project.&lt;br /&gt;bladdy hewwwwww?&lt;br /&gt;was wondering for weeks why they werent panicking or whatsoever with the deadline.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt see the deadline as 20th jan.&lt;br /&gt;ttttttttoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooot.&lt;br /&gt;hahhaa&lt;br /&gt;okay and then i was really tired and stoned throughout&lt;br /&gt;and went home to stone.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to nap but no time.&lt;br /&gt;and i bathed and met da.&lt;br /&gt;at like 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;asshole, he's always late.&lt;br /&gt;sis say i should just walk away if a guy is late.&lt;br /&gt;why didnt i think of that throughout the 2years and 4months.&lt;br /&gt;i ought to.&lt;br /&gt;she's like bladdy ruthless and heartless and whatever she can be to guys.&lt;br /&gt;but i ought to learn&lt;br /&gt;okay so we went like 313 again.&lt;br /&gt;omg. i just went there 2 days ago&lt;br /&gt;and yeah went to ''shop''&lt;br /&gt;so boring to shop with that guy.&lt;br /&gt;we went h&amp;amp;m . like nth.&lt;br /&gt;for him. idiot guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go to GJ with rosalind to find JH and rum.&lt;br /&gt;really miss them alot, really.&lt;br /&gt;but i jeez, i was so freaking tired i could sleep standing.&lt;br /&gt;and da dragged me to some stupid movie.&lt;br /&gt;MARGIN CALL.&lt;br /&gt;the stupidest movie. ever.&lt;br /&gt;over its the 2nd stupidest.&lt;br /&gt;the stupidest was when i watched with dq and huivoon in sec2&lt;br /&gt;some show called dan's life or smth.&lt;br /&gt;practically showing the life of that guy.&lt;br /&gt;which is ...&lt;br /&gt;and plus the awkwardness.&lt;br /&gt;ok yes, i nearly fell asleep yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;stupid movie.&lt;br /&gt;waste my time.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like kicking da.&lt;br /&gt;ok no kidding.&lt;br /&gt;ok maybe abit.&lt;br /&gt;damn it i wanted to watch new year's eve.&lt;br /&gt;so so so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i met up with him again.&lt;br /&gt;cos he's abit sick and he acts like a girl and acts like he's dying.&lt;br /&gt;he has flu.&lt;br /&gt;and i get it too now.&lt;br /&gt;damn it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay and just now i went with sis to eat icecream.&lt;br /&gt;and a lil bit of fries .&lt;br /&gt;and IM SO TIRED damn it.&lt;br /&gt;someone save me.&lt;br /&gt;feel like knocking out alr.&lt;br /&gt;but gna force myself to send one last email to him.&lt;br /&gt;before i give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so happy new year.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-5223317088146557796?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-5061604557975368741</id><published>2011-12-29T00:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T01:23:51.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOLY MOLLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with my pokes today!!!&lt;br /&gt;after 098120398038131 years eh.&lt;br /&gt;we had so much fun omg.&lt;br /&gt;ok we took the long long bus ride in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;talked a lil.&lt;br /&gt;miss pokes so much.&lt;br /&gt;she said i changed anw.&lt;br /&gt;i nvr lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay yeah.&lt;br /&gt;so we went to eat burger.&lt;br /&gt;so naise. its damn cool.&lt;br /&gt;gna bring da to eat there next time.&lt;br /&gt;but he doesnt like burgers.&lt;br /&gt;sissy.&lt;br /&gt;he only eat chinese food -.-&lt;br /&gt;ok and mac wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah pokes and i went shoppinggg~&lt;br /&gt;shop for her stuff actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she bought a freaking fossil watch oh lawd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and h&amp;amp;m shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came home empty handed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got my hair treated anw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its fine now. i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so i went to collect the headphones and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phewwwish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my legs ache. and pokes says im useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so mean.&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;okay jeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got band tmr or smth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe project?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no clue .&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;ok. like sleepy and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda miss dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home like empty abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im not meeting da for new years eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wts. feel like crying and pulling my hair out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-5061604557975368741?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-6183729669591953363</id><published>2011-12-28T00:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T00:19:53.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dog Loves Listening to Guitar</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0LDpo7zjwmQ?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG SO CUTE RIGHT?!?&lt;br /&gt;so flufffehhh.&lt;br /&gt;i watched it like15 times alr.&lt;br /&gt;omg. so cute. so cute i can cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anw.&lt;br /&gt;WILL. NOT. TALK . TO . MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;MUSTTTTT RESIST.&lt;br /&gt;right hongyong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i had band today.&lt;br /&gt;had photo-taking at 345.&lt;br /&gt;and there was this close up thingy?&lt;br /&gt;haha like so awkward.&lt;br /&gt;what if i closed my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;or my hair's messy.&lt;br /&gt;or frizzy.&lt;br /&gt;or covers my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;or my head looks big.&lt;br /&gt;or...&lt;br /&gt;nvrm.&lt;br /&gt;ok so minghui , shuxian and i went to eat mac.&lt;br /&gt;2nd time eating mac this year !&lt;br /&gt;i ate fillet-o-fish for the first time in my life.&lt;br /&gt;(shuxian and minghui stares)&lt;br /&gt;pretty cool huh.&lt;br /&gt;okay its like squishy and everything i swear.&lt;br /&gt;as in the bread part?&lt;br /&gt;seriouslyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;like unlike the sesame seeded burger.&lt;br /&gt;LOL seeded.&lt;br /&gt;okay yeah. its squishy and soft.&lt;br /&gt;i was so amazed and then i kept pressing the bread.&lt;br /&gt;leaving some depression on the burger.&lt;br /&gt;looked so cute.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah. they both stared at me again.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why man.&lt;br /&gt;ok so i was really full cos i had nuggets as well.&lt;br /&gt;and i think i had indigestion.&lt;br /&gt;like buffet after effects feeling on the tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we had sectionals and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;i like to play in the open.&lt;br /&gt;feel so open sounded.&lt;br /&gt;sounded, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and feel so depressed.&lt;br /&gt;oli's not buying my trumpet anymore.&lt;br /&gt;and the consequences are freaking big&lt;br /&gt;and my hopes are so crashed i can die&lt;br /&gt;omg...&lt;br /&gt;feel like just begging her.&lt;br /&gt;and plus the financial crisis im in now.&lt;br /&gt;now crisis as in i spent my month's allowance.&lt;br /&gt;crisis as in sorta permanent.&lt;br /&gt;if you get what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;uhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, body clock's abit 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Guitar'/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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/0LDpo7zjwmQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-3566694664042252916</id><published>2011-12-25T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T22:12:36.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>christmas , christmasss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay now michael buble.&lt;br /&gt;michael bubble. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;k his voice so naise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyy.&lt;br /&gt;so rosalind came to my house.&lt;br /&gt;and we crapped, alot.&lt;br /&gt;watched teeevee.&lt;br /&gt;and watched movies.&lt;br /&gt;yst night we watched 127 hours, basically screaming,&lt;br /&gt;and then woke my sis up.&lt;br /&gt;and we watched how the grinch stole christmas.&lt;br /&gt;so scary.&lt;br /&gt;ZOOOMG worse than horror show i tell yer.&lt;br /&gt;okay and we partehh.&lt;br /&gt;we took pictures.&lt;br /&gt;chill out.&lt;br /&gt;snacked. haha.&lt;br /&gt;had the whole box of merci chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;WHOLE box.&lt;br /&gt;and chips and baby bites. haha.&lt;br /&gt;and we ate noodles?&lt;br /&gt;i dont eat at night.&lt;br /&gt;midnight.&lt;br /&gt;so umm. i had tummy upset.&lt;br /&gt;whoops. and then at like 2 plus we felt so sleepy alr -.-&lt;br /&gt;haha. the ''yeahhh gna party all night longg !''&lt;br /&gt;and the '' MOVIE MARATHON''&lt;br /&gt;failed. ikr.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. and then midnight we exchanged presents.&lt;br /&gt;who cares about boxing day man.&lt;br /&gt;okay everyone else. so we ripped out wrappers.&lt;br /&gt;anddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;i gave her a jersey.&lt;br /&gt;and she gave me...... the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;OMG RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;breast friends forever.&lt;br /&gt;this is real friendshit .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay and we woke up this morning.&lt;br /&gt;to catch my elder sis nibbling on the merci.&lt;br /&gt;uhhhh. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and we went swimming. and played with the underwater cam for 10 mins?&lt;br /&gt;and the cam died ._.&lt;br /&gt;wthhh. and we went sauna.&lt;br /&gt;i swear we nearly became roast.&lt;br /&gt;the room was heated till 80 deg .&lt;br /&gt;and yeah she couldnt take it. hahaahhaaa.&lt;br /&gt;so funneeehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so we bathed and went back up to watch&lt;br /&gt;30 mins or less, and social network.&lt;br /&gt;so sleepy seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k gna slp early.&lt;br /&gt;like after this michael buble thingy.&lt;br /&gt;he's kinda cute. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i am so dead.&lt;br /&gt;did i mentioned this alr?&lt;br /&gt;i havent done econs.&lt;br /&gt;like . not even read what the hell the article's about.&lt;br /&gt;think danielle's gna slaughter me and yiuwah really.&lt;br /&gt;ok . gna try tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye.&lt;br /&gt;merry christmas smelly peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-3566694664042252916?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3566694664042252916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=3566694664042252916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/3566694664042252916'/><link 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santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay wierd day today.&lt;br /&gt;sis made me mini her.&lt;br /&gt;and she put eye liner on me.&lt;br /&gt;i literally screamed big time when i saw myself in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, i got used to it&lt;br /&gt;dont really like it though.&lt;br /&gt;its like.. if you use it for long, you'll have to use it like forever&lt;br /&gt;cos without it ppl will say u look dead.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i went to meet da.&lt;br /&gt;went to plaza sing.&lt;br /&gt;the headphones workk!!&lt;br /&gt;so crap, now i have 2 headphones.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;monday wed fri.&lt;br /&gt;tues thurs sat.&lt;br /&gt;sunday off.&lt;br /&gt;okay set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so we went there.&lt;br /&gt;looked around for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;cannot find rosalind's christmas present ):&lt;br /&gt;she want jersey.&lt;br /&gt;so ex.&lt;br /&gt;i broke.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to da's place for awhile to take stuff.&lt;br /&gt;and went to ikea to eat .&lt;br /&gt;first time going with him.&lt;br /&gt;he suaku. really.&lt;br /&gt;he's like. ehhh. why everyone got trolleys wan.&lt;br /&gt;and , HUHH. why ppl got tray wan?!&lt;br /&gt;and , where's my potato salad?!?&lt;br /&gt;yeah. he only ate potato salad the last time he came to ikea.&lt;br /&gt;that woman has no life really.&lt;br /&gt;he only know chinese food.&lt;br /&gt;he never tasted meatballs in his entire life.&lt;br /&gt;and i forced him and he said it was going to be disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;so when he really tried it he just smiled and stare at me.&lt;br /&gt;idiot guy. but so cute. &amp;lt;-- adorable but ugly f.y.i&lt;br /&gt;ok and we had the DAIM cake.&lt;br /&gt;awesome-ness. same thing. he didnt believe me.&lt;br /&gt;and like revenge? he made me try the salmon.&lt;br /&gt;damn gross. so fishy. duh. salmon. fish. fishy.&lt;br /&gt;k. and we headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hold on. YOUTUBE ADVS ARE SERIOUSLY PISSING ME OFF.&lt;br /&gt;()*#(@*#)@#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooooo.&lt;br /&gt;so eggxictiritieited.&lt;br /&gt;rosalind 's coming over tmr ! night.&lt;br /&gt;and stay overrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;so happeeeh.&lt;br /&gt;had to act to solemn infront of da just now.&lt;br /&gt;cos he jealous boi.&lt;br /&gt;that i dont follow him to KL and stay in spore to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;so he said, ok fine.. have fun. but not too much fun ):&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, stuffys.&lt;br /&gt;if you're reading this, somehow ,&lt;br /&gt;wherever you are,&lt;br /&gt;please check your ichat alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ,&lt;br /&gt;merry christmas in advance everyone ! 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/&gt;okay going for band later.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know about the concert tickets man.&lt;br /&gt;since it's going to be my last..&lt;br /&gt;haish. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-5055159444451714240?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/5055159444451714240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=5055159444451714240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/5055159444451714240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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songs im playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAYYYYY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-102660308287629728?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/102660308287629728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=102660308287629728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/102660308287629728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/102660308287629728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2011/12/k-not-going-band.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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-1418845223295775002.post-1577574364269351424</id><published>2011-12-20T15:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T15:45:27.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok.&lt;br /&gt;why not last epi?!?!?!?!!&lt;br /&gt;its like never going to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, dad's left for india already.&lt;br /&gt;just.&lt;br /&gt;he's going to be away for a month.&lt;br /&gt;so he's going to give MD a miss.&lt;br /&gt;not like he wont sleep.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, im gna miss him.&lt;br /&gt;so awkward.&lt;br /&gt;he's like, dont fight with your sisters ah.&lt;br /&gt;and im like okay.&lt;br /&gt;since when do i fight with them.&lt;br /&gt;that reminds me.&lt;br /&gt;sis took the hairband i just bought.&lt;br /&gt;im going to freaking beat her up later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyy yayy.&lt;br /&gt;rosalind's coming over on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;and then she's staying overnight.&lt;br /&gt;and we're not going to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;(i think)&lt;br /&gt;and we're going swim.&lt;br /&gt;im finally going to swim.&lt;br /&gt;after like a year.&lt;br /&gt;okay. rmb i used to swim like everyday .&lt;br /&gt;and i was damn black.&lt;br /&gt;i mean tanned.&lt;br /&gt;and woo.&lt;br /&gt;cos swimming damages my hair and makes girls flat,&lt;br /&gt;i stopped.&lt;br /&gt;once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;she has underwater cammmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;feel like wearing pyjamas and cannon ball in the water.&lt;br /&gt;so cool.&lt;br /&gt;and it's christmasssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss.&lt;br /&gt;no diff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k . i really want to meet my pokes.&lt;br /&gt;havent met her in a year !&lt;br /&gt;well nearly...&lt;br /&gt;its been so long ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok band ltr.&lt;br /&gt;going to go school a lil early to stone with minghui.&lt;br /&gt;like stone.&lt;br /&gt;STONE.&lt;br /&gt;literally.&lt;br /&gt;woohoo. my fav past time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-1577574364269351424?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/1577574364269351424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=1577574364269351424' title='0 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha when its was like 8pm my eyes were damn small.&lt;br /&gt;my mom laughed at me for like 3 mins and i stared at her.&lt;br /&gt;whuds so funneh?&lt;br /&gt;im really tired.&lt;br /&gt;pretty okay after a bathe tho.&lt;br /&gt;dont feel so well.&lt;br /&gt;prolly the fried chicken , fried everything is taking a toll,&lt;br /&gt;on my throat.&lt;br /&gt;and my forehead feels like its burning or smth.&lt;br /&gt;but my mom say, '' nth lahhh. just because u have band tmr again.&lt;br /&gt;dont think i know you wan me write letter for ur band teacher right.''&lt;br /&gt;OMG MOM.&lt;br /&gt;im in poly.&lt;br /&gt;like P O L Y.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i did that in bukit view did i ?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;umm.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;rosalind's gna come over for christmas.&lt;br /&gt;please please pleaseeee.&lt;br /&gt;she has an underwater cam.&lt;br /&gt;so.. hehhehheh.&lt;br /&gt;not the bathtub pls, the pool.&lt;br /&gt;k. hope she can stayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically doing a very good job maintaining my job scope.&lt;br /&gt;staying at homeee.&lt;br /&gt;i watched tv for 6 hours straight today.&lt;br /&gt;that's like a whole shift.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa cheyy.&lt;br /&gt;anw tmr tayong dalawa last epi.&lt;br /&gt;wadddddddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;been missing out everything ever since school started.&lt;br /&gt;and i finally get to catch one epi, and it's the last.&lt;br /&gt;k better than nth.&lt;br /&gt;y'know da watches it too?&lt;br /&gt;gay boi.&lt;br /&gt;he stay home for the past 00912012091239012 days.&lt;br /&gt;and he watches it everyday.&lt;br /&gt;this world needs some justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;gna slp early today.&lt;br /&gt;cos im tired.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early like.. 1 more hour?&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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-1418845223295775002.post-7866632273175929400</id><published>2011-12-18T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T22:47:55.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go to the titanic artscience museummmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;kkkk next year.&lt;br /&gt;i start saving 50 cents a day.&lt;br /&gt;0.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;went to meet rosalind today! ^^&lt;br /&gt;finally, after like 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;omg. so long.&lt;br /&gt;she had ut and then i had exams and then she had somemore ut.&lt;br /&gt;so wait wait wait.&lt;br /&gt;.___. missed her so much.&lt;br /&gt;we went to clementi to get stuff, eat go ntuc get junk,&lt;br /&gt;and went to lepak place.&lt;br /&gt;we really need to have a new lepak place.&lt;br /&gt;it was raining and i nearly died seriously.&lt;br /&gt;cos it rained, there were mosquitoes.&lt;br /&gt;and i had 16 mosquito bites. i swear.&lt;br /&gt;she had like 2.&lt;br /&gt;-.- wai me.&lt;br /&gt;imagine if those were aedes bites.&lt;br /&gt;i would have died on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;haha no actually i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so im meeting her for christmas !&lt;br /&gt;the kind of emo christmas.&lt;br /&gt;but i hope she stays over.&lt;br /&gt;i cant go to da's, cos they're going to KL.&lt;br /&gt;and my mom doesnt allow.&lt;br /&gt;im going there in march anw .&lt;br /&gt;so oh well..&lt;br /&gt;rosalind here i comeee.&lt;br /&gt;and y'know what?!&lt;br /&gt;WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;k i found the scrabble ring.&lt;br /&gt;yayyyyyyyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;didnt dare to tell her i lost it.&lt;br /&gt;haha shhhh.&lt;br /&gt;but i found it , so phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeez, really wanted to spend time with sean han they all for christmas.&lt;br /&gt;all da's fault.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay gna go to sch tmr , for port ops proj.&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;/: so sick of going back to school during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-7866632273175929400?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/7866632273175929400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=7866632273175929400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the brighter side,&lt;br /&gt;my second sis bought me a pair of audiotechnica earphones at courts after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;dad wanted to buy his harddrive.&lt;br /&gt;and i saw these earphones.&lt;br /&gt;like so nice.&lt;br /&gt;been dying to have one of my own.&lt;br /&gt;okay the skull candy spoilt. fine.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah. the sennheiser one.&lt;br /&gt;and the 3 ipod apple earpieces.&lt;br /&gt;and the orange earpiece da bought me.&lt;br /&gt;and the other one.&lt;br /&gt;and alot more. trust me.&lt;br /&gt;okay dear earphones, even if you want to die,&lt;br /&gt;please die within a year so i can get the warranty.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, awesome sis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really feel great to have minghui as my best buddy.&lt;br /&gt;she's like the best ever person in my poly life.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;learnt my lesson not to jump right straight into conclusions next time.&lt;br /&gt;i mean that's me. that's xiyu.&lt;br /&gt;im stupid in that way or any other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw the earphones are noise cancellation ones.&lt;br /&gt;i am very sure mom nagged at me just now.&lt;br /&gt;just cant hear.&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-3026660949693058096?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3026660949693058096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=3026660949693058096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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productive ! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;okay we went to plaza sing, i went to send my earphones for repair.&lt;br /&gt;now i feel stupid.&lt;br /&gt;it cost me 37 bucks to repair the skull candy.&lt;br /&gt;a new skull candy is 68bucks -.-&lt;br /&gt;but later gayboi nag nag nag.&lt;br /&gt;say everything he buy me also spoil.&lt;br /&gt;im so mean.&lt;br /&gt;and didnt mean to be mean.&lt;br /&gt;okay. so. yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to do proj at orchard central.&lt;br /&gt;went to spinelli.&lt;br /&gt;wasted my money on ice chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;it's freaking dense and everything.&lt;br /&gt;not worth my 6 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;i want gloria jean's ice chocolate ):&lt;br /&gt;with 6 oreo cookies &amp;gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;ya really. i used to put 6 in them.&lt;br /&gt;like awesome. honestly.&lt;br /&gt;fat and everything.&lt;br /&gt;but worth the fat yozz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah and we went to sticky shop to buy sweets.&lt;br /&gt;so wanted to get some.&lt;br /&gt;but over budget and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;there was this i love you candy.&lt;br /&gt;so naisseeee.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to get for da.&lt;br /&gt;firstly he's busy in his own world .&lt;br /&gt;and secondly i shouldnt be the one buying this kind of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah no money.&lt;br /&gt;so too bad..&lt;br /&gt;i told him. and he was like&lt;br /&gt;WHHHHHHHHUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got band day camp tmr holy crap.&lt;br /&gt;is my bodyclock still screwed up or wad?&lt;br /&gt;i had 9 hours of sleep and i felt so sleepy since 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;like auto 6pm my eyelids started feeling heavy.&lt;br /&gt;yiyan so niceee. she gave me sticky.&lt;br /&gt;so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;when im rich someday.&lt;br /&gt;SOMEDAY. i will give her a jar or it.&lt;br /&gt;not like i aspire to be rich or anything.&lt;br /&gt;nahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyy so band tmr.&lt;br /&gt;so tiredd, really ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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-1418845223295775002.post-3076893423821803075</id><published>2011-12-13T19:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T19:47:35.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>official first day of hols?&lt;br /&gt;awesome-ness.&lt;br /&gt;sorta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like no exams.&lt;br /&gt;i can watch TEEVEE and not panic during dinner time.&lt;br /&gt;k yah thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to school to do projs.&lt;br /&gt;with danielle and yiuwah.&lt;br /&gt;well at least we found an article.&lt;br /&gt;and i gotta start working my brains alr.&lt;br /&gt;i think i switched it off after port ops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been really troubled these few days.&lt;br /&gt;finally made the right decision , to put everything down.&lt;br /&gt;well, i mean , they say if you love someone,&lt;br /&gt;giving in when you're right or wrong doesnt matter anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i finally understood that.&lt;br /&gt;like finally.&lt;br /&gt;it's like im finally going through puberty or smth.&lt;br /&gt;lol k no.&lt;br /&gt;i just hope you wouldnt just step over me after i apologise.&lt;br /&gt;doesnt mean im weak that i apologise.&lt;br /&gt;or a matter or who wins or who is right.&lt;br /&gt;i just want you to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;and hopefully, nothing else matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, stupid projects.&lt;br /&gt;feel like they're never gonna be completed.&lt;br /&gt;and plus band day camp on thurs fri and sat.&lt;br /&gt;10am-10pm.&lt;br /&gt;dont think i will call it day camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, gta 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href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2011/12/official-first-day-of-hols-awesome-ness.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</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-1418845223295775002.post-1034236373441559977</id><published>2011-12-12T22:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T22:22:42.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bitch life.&lt;br /&gt;bitch bitch life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could just get over it honestly.&lt;br /&gt;this has nothing to do with me.&lt;br /&gt;why do i feel like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isit my fault perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;if it is, then i absolutely deserve this.&lt;div 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