<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537</id><updated>2011-05-21T21:41:45.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>musing pumpkins</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>118</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-2962706889381219676</id><published>2008-01-05T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T17:51:06.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for everything that went wrong,&lt;br /&gt;sth has to go right eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life has been too eggciting to be put in words.&lt;br /&gt;so this musing pumpkins aint musing anymore.&lt;br /&gt;to all the ns pple,&lt;br /&gt;see you in tekong man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-2962706889381219676?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/2962706889381219676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=2962706889381219676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/2962706889381219676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/2962706889381219676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2008/01/for-everything-that-went-wrong-sth-has.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-4884795976598984244</id><published>2007-12-30T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T02:33:46.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im sorry for the bad jam people.&lt;br /&gt;we had several technical difficulties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suitable ending for a bad year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DREAM OR DIE you beeyotches.&lt;br /&gt;im cant wait to end this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shane: "friends that are never there for you, arent friends"&lt;br /&gt;i made a decision then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-4884795976598984244?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/4884795976598984244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=4884795976598984244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/4884795976598984244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/4884795976598984244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-sorry-for-bad-jam-people.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-9119696602236326502</id><published>2007-12-28T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T00:05:23.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mini performance from daydream to all&lt;br /&gt;CAROL INC&lt;br /&gt;on 29th dec, sat&lt;br /&gt;7pm til whenever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all dear friends are welcome aye.&lt;br /&gt;follow the "F" rule. bring Food, Friends and Flaming Lamborghinis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas is a season for dear friends.&lt;br /&gt;so for friends that refuse to meet you,&lt;br /&gt;just deduce,&lt;br /&gt;and dont take things too hard. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahha and the year's coming to an end,&lt;br /&gt;let's have a beautiful end,&lt;br /&gt;esp for all those with relationship problems.&lt;br /&gt;good luck! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayee. it's been one of the worst year ever for me,&lt;br /&gt;disappointments after disappointments,&lt;br /&gt;in every aspect of my life,&lt;br /&gt;even til the very end!&lt;br /&gt;but yea, i've just learnt never to hope.&lt;br /&gt;NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;okay la. just for me.&lt;br /&gt;next year will be a better year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's a fucking bitch,&lt;br /&gt;but im a sucker for bitches.&lt;br /&gt;ohhhh i just love life sooo much.&lt;br /&gt;yea, life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tdy was just a tiring day for me&lt;br /&gt;mentally and physically.&lt;br /&gt;i swear hope dangles on a fucking thread for me,&lt;br /&gt;this has nth to do with my love life. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-2676958659182098880</id><published>2007-12-27T06:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T06:06:40.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A little bit of Monica in my life&lt;br /&gt;A little bit of Erica by my side&lt;br /&gt;A little bit of Rita is all I need&lt;br /&gt;A little bit of Tina is what I see&lt;br /&gt;A little bit of Sandra in the sun&lt;br /&gt;A little bit of Mary all night long&lt;br /&gt;A little bit of Jessica here I am&lt;br /&gt;A little bit of you makes me your man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now. today was what mambo nights were abt.&lt;br /&gt;simply brilliance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayee, acoustic jams are simply awesome (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thou shall be systematic whilst pursuing a girl&lt;br /&gt;HUH?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-2676958659182098880?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/2676958659182098880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=2676958659182098880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/2676958659182098880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/2676958659182098880'/><link rel='alternate' 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CHRISTMAS to all my dear friends! esp my shopping buddies: fiona, xuanlei and abriel, DAYDREAM, emmiline, joanna, samantha, zac loo, zac chiam, samuel, aloy, luke, and EVERYONE. aye. you guys kickass. DEAD SERIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO THEY KNOW IT'S CHRISTMAS TIME AT ALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you ever knew the joy of receiving presents,&lt;br /&gt;you'd feel the joy of giving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-5920955235585092118?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/5920955235585092118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=5920955235585092118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/5920955235585092118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/5920955235585092118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/12/dnd-was-awesome-more-fun-than-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-3286363986327534119</id><published>2007-12-22T03:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T03:22:04.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>work is definitely keeping me together,&lt;br /&gt;despite how much i fucking hate it.&lt;br /&gt;aye. a good pay,&lt;br /&gt;and a good restriction,&lt;br /&gt;i shldnt be complaining at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope leads to disappointment,&lt;br /&gt;i had my fair share of that.&lt;br /&gt;though the parties may be different,&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired of hoping.&lt;br /&gt;i'll just slip by silently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this christmas,&lt;br /&gt;i want nothing at all,&lt;br /&gt;nothing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-3286363986327534119?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/3286363986327534119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=3286363986327534119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/3286363986327534119'/><link rel='self' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-4698424667936495654?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/4698424667936495654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=4698424667936495654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/4698424667936495654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/4698424667936495654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/12/sorry-guys-i-was-in-bad-mood-tdy-so-my.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-4268469429827668863</id><published>2007-12-14T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T23:16:26.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;emotions animate like a whore.&lt;br /&gt;they go up and down,&lt;br /&gt;especially when you're on the bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got nothing left to say.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna let it all burn.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK&lt;br /&gt;no more initiating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just ignore me,&lt;br /&gt;like always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-4268469429827668863?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/4268469429827668863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=4268469429827668863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/4268469429827668863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/4268469429827668863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/12/emotions-animate-like-whore.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-8979893385432401189</id><published>2007-12-12T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T17:14:12.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back from mahjong at xuanlei's place.&lt;br /&gt;another 9 hrs of mahjong.&lt;br /&gt;only won 5 bucks in the end.&lt;br /&gt;samantha's luck is just to good to be true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, party might be off at my place this week,&lt;br /&gt;as it's limited to only thurs&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the last min changes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've gotta stop making life difficult for myself, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been having way too little sleep,&lt;br /&gt;i've been waking up way too late,&lt;br /&gt;i've been out way too much.&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, holidays were meant to turn you nocturnal, werent they?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-8979893385432401189?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8979893385432401189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=8979893385432401189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/8979893385432401189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/8979893385432401189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/12/just-came-back-from-mahjong-at-xuanleis.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-5792352197486979251</id><published>2007-12-11T06:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T06:10:55.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>arsenal makes me rich.&lt;br /&gt;i betted home-home.&lt;br /&gt;and, i shant state the odds&lt;br /&gt;i betted on man utd also,&lt;br /&gt;and as usual they didnt disappoint.&lt;br /&gt;mahjong-ed for 16 hrs at wilson's place on sat,&lt;br /&gt;ended not winning or losing&lt;br /&gt;haa but it was damn fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven talked to you in abit.&lt;br /&gt;but i shant disturb,&lt;br /&gt;even if it's itching me&lt;br /&gt;everybody's busy these days.&lt;br /&gt;but nobody knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY HOUSE WILL BE TOTALLY EMPTY FROM WED TIL SAT.&lt;br /&gt;PARTIES. ANYONE?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-5792352197486979251?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/5792352197486979251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=5792352197486979251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/5792352197486979251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/5792352197486979251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/12/arsenal-makes-me-rich.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-9087450115988376385</id><published>2007-12-08T04:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T04:59:26.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thursday morning,&lt;br /&gt;rain was falling,&lt;br /&gt;as i walked home for the mrt.&lt;br /&gt;familiar faces,&lt;br /&gt;faintly acquainted, yet all strangers.&lt;br /&gt;vaguely, i recalled that just a few weeks ago,&lt;br /&gt;i was walking down that very route with them,&lt;br /&gt;to saint andrew's junior college.&lt;br /&gt;A chapter that ended on a high note,&lt;br /&gt;with no suspense whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, this chapter doesnt end with a complete fullstop,&lt;br /&gt;hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AYEE. i stayed home all day to clean up the hse. yupp, it was my turn to clean up the hse. my room was the dirtiest, as i havent cleaned it since prelims started (about 3 mths). aye, then i went out to chill with zac and the guys for awhile. i want to go zouk out! but i'm running low on cash, and im on medication. okay, i promise myself (because i've got noone to promise! emooooo) to cut down on clubbing. partially, or mostly due to financial constrains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have the best friends in the world. the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there's a reason why memory remains,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there's a reason why love fades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there's a reason why we are friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there's a reason why we were friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sometimes, you've just got to accept things for what they are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if that's the way you want it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you can keep your reasons to yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i guess this beared nothing more than disappointments,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe that's all it brought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from now on, i'm gonna take things slow.&lt;br /&gt;love has its own way of finding you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-9087450115988376385?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/9087450115988376385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=9087450115988376385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/9087450115988376385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/9087450115988376385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/12/thursday-morning-rain-was-falling-as-i.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-464648539423913812</id><published>2007-12-06T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T23:11:51.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i give up.&lt;br /&gt;it kills me not to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so i found a stray maltese running abt my void deck 2 nights ago, aft gg supper with boon. it was super scared la when i ran to me. and i think it was just lost, as it had a license tag. haa, so i brought to to my aunt's place and took care of it for one day, until my aunt sent it to spca. aww. i srsly feel like having my own dog now. hai. anyway, aft that i went to drop by sa's prom. haa it looked quite fun. but dressed as i was, i just wanted to leave asap. soo, i went to meet jeff to go zouk for mambo. we spent 23 bucks for the tix. ARGH and in the end, we had to go over to mos for "SA's post prom"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AYEE "sa's post prom" at mos was awesome la&lt;br /&gt;one of the better clubbing experiences i had.&lt;br /&gt;but this aftn i woke up to realise that i spent 85 bucks last night&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;i've got to stop this&lt;br /&gt;and i lost my voice anyway&lt;br /&gt;i went to club with a throat infection&lt;br /&gt;yupp. but i dont regret it one bit!&lt;br /&gt;sry guys, but i wont be drinking for a week&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-464648539423913812?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/464648539423913812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was itching to start a conversation,&lt;br /&gt;but i've managed to stop myself.&lt;br /&gt;no misleading myself anymore.&lt;br /&gt;impossible is sth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-6205856690916715435?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/6205856690916715435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=6205856690916715435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/6205856690916715435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i've gotta abstain&lt;br /&gt;starting tmr,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm gonna stop talking to you,&lt;br /&gt;or at least reduce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; for awhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i cant bear to mislead myself again.&lt;br /&gt;yea. she'll never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. no abstract shit.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just too lazy now.&lt;br /&gt;hahah all i can say is, this is the life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-871011901081148427?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/871011901081148427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-8940793688166391514</id><published>2007-12-02T03:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T03:28:58.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things wont go my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if a single word could put my life in place.&lt;br /&gt;it would be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. this goes way deeper than mahjong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends that can do without you&lt;br /&gt;it's all the same.&lt;br /&gt;with or without you.&lt;br /&gt;it's still the same.&lt;br /&gt;maybe, you've got to stop interfering&lt;br /&gt;not that it makes a difference anyway.&lt;br /&gt;but you've just gotta know your place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-2833157635574099032</id><published>2007-11-28T04:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T04:35:45.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy endings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sean loved the rainbows,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for that moment, he'd embraced his woes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he wandered and wondered,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when he stumbled,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;upon the rainbow's end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And he felt first hand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the pot of gold,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;precious yet cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sean looked back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for all the love left on his rack,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and sighted a rainbow filled with tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All these years,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sean's dear peers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;couldn't ease his pain so sheer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is kind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is patient,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is selfless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love was all around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yet nowhere to be found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For that second, his heart pound,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love was not his way bound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He took the gold,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as his story unfolded,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sean had given up his ending,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he knew happiness was never pending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-2567212294548399546</id><published>2007-11-25T04:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T04:35:04.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BOON LIANG SHRIEKED AND JUMPED IN FEAR WHEN HE SAW A COCKROACH JUST NOW. he's the man. oh yea. we saw a dead rat on the way back too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and weiyun's a habitual liar.&lt;br /&gt;serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There is an icebox where my heart used to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's cold, really cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's not that i'm indifferent,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i just don't want to freeze the mood for anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;disappointment's an understatement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-2567212294548399546?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/2567212294548399546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=2567212294548399546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/2567212294548399546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/2567212294548399546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/11/boon-liang-shrieked-and-jumped-in-fear.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-484249530252679390</id><published>2007-11-19T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T00:19:22.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LouissaLavnea said:&lt;br /&gt;tell me a gd place to club on sat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello winter wonderland said:&lt;br /&gt;safra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-484249530252679390?l=musing-pumpkins.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-4366110133861502537.post-5945544960341598603</id><published>2007-11-18T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T23:36:09.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Of late, days have been getting exciting.&lt;br /&gt;haa okay la. just the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it all ended on the fateful day of 14th Nov, my econs paper 1. the case study paper. Haa, so i was supposed meet leongboonliang at 10 am at the mrt station, but guess what? he OVERSLEPT and woke up at 10! omg, too much. so i met him at 11 instead and my dad gave us a lift to sch and we met janice and weiyun earlier in sch to study. okay, so we were supposed to study, but we ended up talking nonsense all the ways. oh comeon, with janice weiyun and boonliang, how to concentrate! haa, but the paper ended up pretty okay. So i met shane for dinner that day and i realised that with friends like him, who needs enemies! seriously?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shane: so how were your pprs so far man?&lt;br /&gt;Me: alright la, but i think it'll be hard to score well&lt;br /&gt;Shane: yea, dont worry, you can try to be a gigolo next time, although i really dont see the makings of a wanted one in you&lt;br /&gt;Mee: ehh fuck you!&lt;br /&gt;Shane: OMG THAT'S IT, YOU CAN BE A GAY ONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit man seriously. friends like this makes you consider solitary life. yepp, and at the same time i realised that army days are nearing. OMG. FIVE MONTHS LEFT. but, i pity those going in soon. anyway, i heard NS is SUPER EXCITING, you can do push-ups and run alot and march also! damn fun man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepp, then i went to study with hweemin on thurs for the chem mcq. i  was supposed to do 1000 mcqs, but i only completed 999. so wasted right? okay la, i hope noone actually believed i completed 999 mcqs. (by the way, weiyun and louissa believed i completed chem tys) okay, so i was pretty bored all the way, trying to bridge the generation gap between me andd hweemin, as she would get excited when i typed numbers into the calculator "2^2 x 2 = 8! HAHAHAHA" yepp, so i had to put up with her abstract humour. ohwell, it's all part and parcel of life! confucius say "good boys respect aunties".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so chem mcq was okay agn. abit tricky, but rather doable. haa i just couldnt wait for the invigilator to say "please crush all used paper and throw them away as you leave the hall." OMG. A LEVEL'S ENDED, okay so there's still phys mcq, but who cares?! yepp, then i went to ps with janice weiyun and hweemin, supposedly to get hweemin's dress and boon liang's present. okay now this is the funny part. we were going to take the lift up. so the lift arrived, and janice walked in. so she supposed pressed the "door open" button for us, but when everyone else wanted to walk in, the door closed. so she was inside the lift alone, and she screamed as the door closed. haa and everyone outside was shocked/laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haa. then hweemin left for bugis earlier. so we got boon liang's present and want to surprise him. then there was a huge miscommunication. i called boon to ask him where was he, and he said he was at the arcade. then i asked him if he was at the ps arcade, and due to the noise of the ahbengs in the background, i heard him say yes, wehn he was actually at bishan's arcade. haa. so we waited outside ps arcade to surprise him, but he nv came out. and i also conveniently spotted a vertically challenged boy with a cap in the arcade and identified him for boon liang. i guess you shouldnt judge a person by his height.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we later realised that he was in bishan's arcade, and demanded that he rush down to meet us. then, in the midst of this, we went to the basement to decide what we were going to eat for dinner. haa then one old lady suddenly came up to us and singled out janice. haa so weiyun and me conveniently gave janice her space. haa. so it turned out that she wanted to find out where was delifrance. so we wanted to tell her that it had closed down in chi, but we couldnt find the words, and weiyun volunteered with enthusiasm! "delifrance 倒掉了!" haa so we were quite shocked, as there wasnt such a word. anyway we clarified it in the end, so that the auntie wouldnt get any trauma. yepp. weiyun's the trendsetter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haa then aft that we went to subway dinner , and we had to present our wonderful present to boonliang. a dog poo cup. (obviously weiyun's idea). so we decided to prank him with random presents and make him feel that he had wasted all his time. so we just randomly gave him all our umbrellas, and a free perfume sample. surprisingly, instead of cursing and swearing, he took them happily, and so we decided to play on. haa looks like boon liang rly loves umbrellas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, then i was supposed to go shesha later on, but when i got home, i got lazy and decided not to. so i went to play lan with daydream, and hell yea, it was freaking nostalgic. haa haven played lan in abt a yr! but it was rly fun. yepp. then it was mahjong time! so samantha, xuanlei, wenjie and boonliang came to my place to play mahjong. okay, boon liang was having fun in the room alone by himself at first. haa then me and wenjie got scammed by xuanlei and samantha. but we were playing small la. mahjong is soooooo much better than studying, even when you're too tired to concentrate. haa, but i managed to minimize losses. haa then samantha had to go home, so we all sent her off. yea, quite a big shot. then we all went for supper and came back to my hse. now, i never realised cockroaches are so big nowadays. there was a mutated cockroach that looked a little like boonliang/wenjie, almost the size of a little sparrow! so 3 big guys, and one tiny boy ran around like little sissies, until i rushed in to open my door. haa, i really look forward to ns now. so we continued playing mahjong til 10 am. and played pro evo til 11.3o and all of them left. the end of a seemingly exciting day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and convos on msn yest were horribly interesting and funny. omg, everyone was so high. jane's the bestestbestest person laugh at. weiyun also not bad. boon liang abit too noob at times. then shane's just a dick as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. and i'm gonna start flipping my skateboard soon man. next fri, we hitting skatepark once more! but it aint darkriders no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aye. i can't get over,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;knowing i never got through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will it be a farewell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-5945544960341598603?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/5945544960341598603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=5945544960341598603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/5945544960341598603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;it spells more than an end for more than just jc life.&lt;br /&gt;keep it real,&lt;br /&gt;cause party's on tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Essential yet appealed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Carry all your thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Across an open field,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When flowers gaze at you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They're not the only ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who cry when they see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You don't know me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And you don't even care,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You don't know me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And you don't wear my chains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd guess never.&lt;br /&gt;shunt. shunt. shunt.&lt;br /&gt;boohoo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-3282769580573545816?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/3282769580573545816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=3282769580573545816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/3282769580573545816'/><link 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/&gt;Days like this put the E in LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;mark tremonti is still inspirational,&lt;br /&gt;and not forgetting joe satriani&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-1035891117727109707?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1035891117727109707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=1035891117727109707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/1035891117727109707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/1035891117727109707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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GO FIND LEH&lt;br /&gt;Dave: huh? find what?&lt;br /&gt;Abriel: MY DICK LA&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh shit. cannot find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 ronaldo, 2 manutd, 0 blackburn.&lt;br /&gt;now let's kick some ass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-6019146628599663369?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/6019146628599663369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=6019146628599663369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/6019146628599663369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/6019146628599663369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/11/me-ehh.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-9182619905040544134</id><published>2007-11-11T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T15:10:58.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it dawned upon me when i woke up (at 2.30),&lt;br /&gt;that this will all be over in 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;huh what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;OVER?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, you've got to be the flyest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-9182619905040544134?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/9182619905040544134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=9182619905040544134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/9182619905040544134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/9182619905040544134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/11/it-dawned-upon-me-when-i-woke-up-at-2.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-5057159011607833877</id><published>2007-11-10T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T23:28:18.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm a collector, i recollect.&lt;br /&gt;i try to pick up everything i left behind.&lt;br /&gt;i collect them, and well, they pile up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a reminiscer.&lt;br /&gt;i live life in retrospection.&lt;br /&gt;handwritings;&lt;br /&gt;that sparkle in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;smile,&lt;br /&gt;for that gesture was magic.&lt;br /&gt;the little things you left behind,&lt;br /&gt;they call out for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a song behind every coloured emotion.&lt;br /&gt;there lay a whitewashed card,&lt;br /&gt;with illegible lyrics&lt;br /&gt;i recollect.&lt;br /&gt;i stack them up&lt;br /&gt;i had a papercut.&lt;br /&gt;in that red, passion fades.&lt;br /&gt;dehydrated,&lt;br /&gt;it all dries up,&lt;br /&gt;like the rain that fell three days ago.&lt;br /&gt;and i will continue recollecting,&lt;br /&gt;til the day this habit dries up.&lt;br /&gt;and it will always feel sweet,&lt;br /&gt;always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-5057159011607833877?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/5057159011607833877/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-4366110133861502537.post-3262423276398605597</id><published>2007-11-08T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T13:10:42.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>B52&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RzHusrZGp-I/AAAAAAAAAHk/Kpmg6nlGRrY/s1600-h/DSC00857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RzHusrZGp-I/AAAAAAAAAHk/Kpmg6nlGRrY/s320/DSC00857.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130143901881378786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grand marnier&lt;br /&gt;Baileys&lt;br /&gt;Kalua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's as close to heaven as you can get.&lt;br /&gt;nights were meant to be like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE MORE PAPERS&lt;br /&gt;but i cant study.&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've got no prom night! how cool is that. sometimes, i dont understand what people define as cool. being anti-social aint cool. i'll swear upon that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha and chill on the clubbing smses&lt;br /&gt;you guys are just wasting yr money.&lt;br /&gt;and i rly wonder how lucky livepool can get!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;switch off that handphone,&lt;br /&gt;and keep it in a corner.&lt;br /&gt;there wont be a difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-3262423276398605597?l=musing-pumpkins.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-4366110133861502537.post-1793661325037613463</id><published>2007-11-02T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T18:58:27.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so today,&lt;br /&gt;i had maths paper one&lt;br /&gt;i went for lunch with fang.&lt;br /&gt;then i'm home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;horribly normal life yea?&lt;br /&gt;so i really thank allllll the peeps who've been smsing me clubbing details since 30th oct.&lt;br /&gt;srsly. you guys rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've gotta add jane into my goodluck column,&lt;br /&gt;or  she'll kick my ass soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh yea.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO FIONA XUANLEI DAVID MARCUS AND BOON LIANG, i know some of yr bdays haven arrived yet. but yea, i dont know when i'll be blogging. so yea, this is proof that i dint forget. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so life's been so boring that it amusing me greatly to listen to snoop dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;She want the nigga with the biggest nuts, and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;He is I, and I am him, slim with the tilted brim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and once you get big, rhyming isnt a matter anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayo technology:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Something special,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Unforgetable,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;50 Cent (cent),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Justin (tin),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Timbaland (land), god damn (damn)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO LET'S KICK SOME CAMBRIDGE ASS.&lt;br /&gt;LET'S TITILLATE THEM WITH OUR PPRS.&lt;br /&gt;AND GET BIGGGGGGGG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Cuz I never hesitate to put a nigga on his back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-1793661325037613463?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1793661325037613463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=1793661325037613463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/1793661325037613463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/1793661325037613463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/11/so-today-i-had-maths-paper-one-i-went.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-5327388154114113673</id><published>2007-10-31T19:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T19:28:40.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>titillating: giving sexual pleasure; sexually arousing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh hell yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A LEVELS IS SIMPLY TITILLATING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-5327388154114113673?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/5327388154114113673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=5327388154114113673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/5327388154114113673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/5327388154114113673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/10/titillating-giving-sexual-pleasure.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-7683191493906696883</id><published>2007-10-30T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T12:24:04.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today i smashed my laptop&lt;br /&gt;and ripped my guitar strings.&lt;br /&gt;A levels smells like teen spirit.&lt;br /&gt;andd it smells darn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phys was okay.&lt;br /&gt;yeap. tdy was only the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;persevere my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepp. good luck too abriel dave mike mark marcus fiona wilson jeff luvis andy weihao boonliang chuanyang hweemin juntang louissa wenjie linna weiyun janice shanting aloy ambrose danny and everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea balls. the stress is kicking in&lt;br /&gt;and As, you're coming my way. MY WAY.&lt;br /&gt;if not then i go find you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;til then  (20th oct),&lt;br /&gt;this musing pumpkin aint musing no more.&lt;br /&gt;mugging tops my list now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-7683191493906696883?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/7683191493906696883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=7683191493906696883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/7683191493906696883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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expected to screw up As, and they'll have time to defer before they enter army&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my econ tutor made a super funny comment tdy. he was comparing lasic treatment in sg, msia and india.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SG: 3200 bucks. in a hospital.&lt;br /&gt;Msia: 888 bucks. beside a pirated dvd shop&lt;br /&gt;India: 800 bucks. gain perfect eyesight, and lose you kidneys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and while i was study with my friend that, i overheard some HC bastards talking and it went sth along these lines, "eh. wah i only got 86 for the H1 specimen ppr. die liao.", "dont wry, " those JJ CJ and SA will push us up the bell curve". i really wanted to go over and quote them, "ni hen fuck leh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though As is 2 days away, i'm tired of studying. not that i really studied much. but,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, my skateboard's chipped beyond skatability. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHEEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL.&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE STILL BEAUTIFUL,&lt;br /&gt;NO MATTER WHAT YOU SAID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm shoving everything else aside for now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but i reallyreally wanna :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-3370998706982672191?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/3370998706982672191/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-4366110133861502537.post-7343581704756794382</id><published>2007-10-26T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T00:10:31.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>days when we said skate or zero.&lt;br /&gt;we skated and got zeros.&lt;br /&gt;i miss those days.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be flipping my board after As.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things i'll be doing after As:&lt;br /&gt;SKATEBOARD&lt;br /&gt;SHRED MY GUITAR&lt;br /&gt;SOCCER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and although my pprs end on 20th,&lt;br /&gt;i realised that i'll have to wait til 26th!&lt;br /&gt;dang. i just know all my friends and clsmates have planned their days nicely alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's not that i don't want to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but i think you wont want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i swear i know nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and maybe there's nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'll keep my silence. for now.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-7343581704756794382?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/7343581704756794382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=7343581704756794382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/7343581704756794382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/7343581704756794382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/10/days-when-we-said-skate-or-zero.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-4489004739002022736</id><published>2007-10-24T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T00:10:23.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i swear.&lt;br /&gt;my muse screams and shouts at the wrongest times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fudgily Wudgily Yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;let your soul slip, and the heart take a dip,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blow and sip, this moment is yours to keep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;magic man, yea he sprinkled magical sand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that's not what i meant, so dont yank or rant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and the rythm took it flow, then came rhyme,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they all came together, fudgily wudgily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so i'm fudgily wudgily yours,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for times that bores,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;let the rythm dictate,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we'll atone as we take,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;let the heart take it's bait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sparks lit wrong, ding a lang you dong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i solely longed for a secret song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;through that prism, my defense mechanism,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to hide what hurts, behind the lurks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dont buy what lies behind the lies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i aint say hi, cause im just too shy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye i was so inspired, i uploaded the recording on wordpress.&lt;br /&gt;so for those who aint afraid of going deaf,&lt;br /&gt;you can ask me  for the password. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-4489004739002022736?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/4489004739002022736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=4489004739002022736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/4489004739002022736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/4489004739002022736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-swear.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-1942245470419034847</id><published>2007-10-22T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T16:22:01.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There're 2 main ways to keep a secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. totally fake ignorance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;example,&lt;br /&gt;assume boon is gay  and dick knows the secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane: OMG i heard boon's with a guy!&lt;br /&gt;Dick: OMG SERIOUS? i never heard of such a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. let people know that you know.&lt;br /&gt;for example,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane: OMG, i heard boon's gay!&lt;br /&gt;Dick: actually i know abit about that too, but i aint allowed to say anything. it's a SECRET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, that secret would be out by the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although, we all know that leong boon liang is gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i really want to, but i dont wanna pester.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm gonna wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hopefully, things wont get worse than it already is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-1942245470419034847?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1942245470419034847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-4808079388633346359</id><published>2007-10-20T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T23:30:14.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>梦飞船 -   不值得&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;除了想你 除了爱你&lt;br /&gt;我什么什么都愿意&lt;br /&gt;翻开日记 整理心情&lt;br /&gt;我真的真的想放弃&lt;br /&gt;你始终没有爱过&lt;br /&gt;你在敷衍我&lt;br /&gt;一次一次忽略我的感受&lt;br /&gt;我真的感到力不从心&lt;br /&gt;无力继续&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR ONCE IN MY LIFE I BLOGGED A CHINESE SONG.&lt;br /&gt;thank leong boon liang for this.&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe myself,&lt;br /&gt;but im addicted to this song&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-4808079388633346359?l=musing-pumpkins.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-4366110133861502537.post-41709779517805508</id><published>2007-10-18T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T23:32:36.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>quote of the day "persistence is an anus"&lt;br /&gt;by david lee song hao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just how much does it differ from our childhood values that went along the lines of "persistence is a virtue"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye. this will be a post of ultimate randomness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i first told my friends that i was studying,&lt;br /&gt;they were like "wtf? are you serious?"&lt;br /&gt;and when i heard luvis foo was studying,&lt;br /&gt;i went like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"WTF?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye hope you notice the contrast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haa and i'm torn between 2 choice,&lt;br /&gt;to persist,&lt;br /&gt;or to sit it out.&lt;br /&gt;is persistance a virtue or an anus?&lt;br /&gt;everyone i've asked was cconfused too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also i realised i have some of the best studying buddies in the world. from gays to guys, from 'pretty' girls to semi-boy-semi-girls. awesome studying cliques.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really miss jamming.&lt;br /&gt;and i've been working alot on my acoustic pieces,&lt;br /&gt;while studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was most shocked when i realised how many people read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12days left. persist my friends. for this, persistence is definitely a virtue&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-41709779517805508?l=musing-pumpkins.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-4366110133861502537.post-7328066805217560530</id><published>2007-10-16T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T16:48:30.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DO YOUR BEST&lt;br /&gt;AND LEAVE NOTHING BEHIND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupp, i'm just gonna all i can from here on.&lt;br /&gt;hope for the best and prepare for the worst&lt;br /&gt;frankly, i'll look forward to nth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;i'm tugging at this spaghetti, hoping someday, it will lead me to your lips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-7328066805217560530?l=musing-pumpkins.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-4366110133861502537.post-4248733345028438953</id><published>2007-10-13T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T21:24:39.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fare well; farewells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. this is a delayed post of 06s27's farewell! okay, i know that probably only juntang reads my blog, but thats 2 alr! :D haa. no offense intended aye. on the first day of 06s27, i still distinctly recall the corner table in the innovation that i sat at, with linna, jasmine and emo kid. ayee, then xuan lei walked in, and i was like "whoa, how did an ah beng get stranded in sajc?" oh and you bet it was mutual. my extremely long hair then didn't really leave a good impression on most people either. haa yupp, a brilliant start to 06s27, my class for slightly more than a year. i have to admit, i was really looking forward to a female-dominated class, as my pae class was simply awesome (it was female-dominated too). yepp. the beginning of a myriad of events to unfold. slowly but surely, the four active guys in the class became a clique. yupp. soccer, pro evo, pool,  movies and all. but sadly, our class remained rather divided. i tried my best to organise outings, but only a few were successful. aye, but this class was simply awesome. the weiyun and janice combo can really be hilarious, and weiyun's sense of 'humour' that never fails to amuse, almost as good as wenjie. aye. sa has etched countless memories in my head. ayee. anyway, sa hasnt ended yet. it ends on 20th nov!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo. tdy was a horrible study day for me. i'm really cant make myself concentrate now. DAMNIT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;deep inside, something still implores for a chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;believe; believe in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-4248733345028438953?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/4248733345028438953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=4248733345028438953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/4248733345028438953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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into me.&lt;br /&gt;make that soft pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11th april is the end of my world.&lt;br /&gt;end of everything i know&lt;br /&gt;end of everything i love&lt;br /&gt;i know im exaggerating.&lt;br /&gt;but I HATE ARMY.&lt;br /&gt;who doesnt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye. i've made another song, ellenever,&lt;br /&gt;which was essentially the previous post.&lt;br /&gt;i'm soooooooo distracted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one of my relief is that she doesnt read my blog&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY,&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to sleep now so i can study tmr.&lt;br /&gt;ns. oh ns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'd ask for a try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but i'm too afraid you'd say no, which you probably will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at least for now, i'm afraid of more hard knocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-7217773572416399096?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/7217773572416399096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=7217773572416399096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/7217773572416399096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/7217773572416399096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/10/resident-evil-is-brilliant-at-building.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-8487525870239184660</id><published>2007-10-11T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T08:50:40.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"it's always best to know the truth"  was but a fallacious quote.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;when reality bites away a piece of you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;it's more painful to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;ignorance can be a bliss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;recall the first time you heard "curiosity killed the cat."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;and you sniggered with obvious sarcasm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;when feeling come to naught&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;your emotions are set at naught,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;your every little effort equates to a cipher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;the little gifts that you wanted to give, but are still in your room,&lt;br /&gt;your scribbled tune, that you failed to dedicate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;it's not a matter of wishing and trying your best,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;to decipher, to relate better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;some things go deeper, much deeper, than that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;nonetheless, thanks to cupid's misfire,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;that sweetness still lingers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;though vaguely bittersweet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;and now sourish inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;you had more to say, but you swept it beneath your bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;now afraid to worsen the awkwardness now developed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;and the needless troubles you arose,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;you took a step back, and faded off to the distant backdrop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;that was all you could do, to relieve your guilt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;it's a lie to say it doesn't hurt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;but it was your bad to chase a star, probably the brightest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;and it's your foolish thoughts that are to blame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;it has always rained on you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;but you refused to pick up the umbrella,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;that whispered words of wisdom to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;you believed that impossible was a hurdle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;and you ran straight into the tower of babel, for less than obvious rashness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;it was never more than a want; never would be; never will be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;never.  or so her heart screamed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AYE ALRIGHT. let me express my artsy fartsy side for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11th April is the date i'll march straight into hell. my ENLISTMENT DATE.&lt;br /&gt;going in April was my wish, my lesser wish. but i guess only the possible ones come through and true. but still, army entails more than hell for me. argh. oh i love ns so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-8487525870239184660?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8487525870239184660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-4430736202383730981</id><published>2007-10-10T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T00:16:41.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and so it's over,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;like how it never begun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but that was a real bitter-sweet feeling&lt;br /&gt;and some feelings are inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;sorrow drips into your heart through a pin-hole&lt;br /&gt;it hurts a little more than before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-4430736202383730981?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/4430736202383730981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=4430736202383730981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/4430736202383730981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/4430736202383730981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/10/and-so-its-over-like-how-it-never-begun.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-265973832439447685</id><published>2007-10-10T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T02:14:56.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tomorrow, i wont hope for anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'll make sure i'll leave no regrets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-265973832439447685?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/265973832439447685/comments/default' 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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-4366110133861502537.post-1216839466223019972</id><published>2007-10-08T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T00:05:16.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>While my guitar gently weeps, i promise to make the best of this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while my mushroom head becomes an enlarged mushroom head, i promise to do time justice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i know your reply would come light years later, i just wish you won't hate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you coerced that butterfly,&lt;br /&gt;to take flight in the winter free.&lt;br /&gt;you left to it fragile wings,&lt;br /&gt;set a promise to back at spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i, i wished you,&lt;br /&gt;i, i wished you were sincere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the midst of playing around with my now 5-string guitar, i somehow manage make a sorta acoustic incubus kind of song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-1216839466223019972?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1216839466223019972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=1216839466223019972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/1216839466223019972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/1216839466223019972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/10/while-my-guitar-gently-weeps-i-promise.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-5699768338205632311</id><published>2007-10-04T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T23:44:10.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's nice to have hope.&lt;br /&gt;so cherish it if you've still got some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of late i've built my hopes on quicksand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i see those replies,&lt;br /&gt;i know it's evident.&lt;br /&gt;i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sparkling &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONWARD As&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-5699768338205632311?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/5699768338205632311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=5699768338205632311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/5699768338205632311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/5699768338205632311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-nice-to-have-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-4720804179510063456</id><published>2007-09-30T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T00:32:48.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY. i'm finally feeling the stress.&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO GONNA FLUNK As!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna plug out my laptop and ps2 tmr.&lt;br /&gt;all study no play from here on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayee. thurs was an awesome night.&lt;br /&gt;mark you're finally 18!&lt;br /&gt;haha risk is the best drinking game you can get man.&lt;br /&gt;and let's not discount my successful rockets x)&lt;br /&gt;haa. special thanks to daydream for all the fun we had over these few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupp. and please do not emo abt relationships to me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i've got my own issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,&lt;br /&gt;it's time for me to live like a hermit. seeyou all on 20th nov!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i've written it all down, and i'm waiting for the right time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;please do not cut me off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-4720804179510063456?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/4720804179510063456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=4720804179510063456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/4720804179510063456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/4720804179510063456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/09/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-893476156603817596</id><published>2007-09-25T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T22:37:33.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE MYRIAD OF INDELIBLE MEMORIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of late, many things have been going on in my life, from hilarious to shivery awkwardness, from elation to disappointment. of course, prelims was just simply unforgettable. let's start with my mugging. haa before the prelims, i studied with anyone i could find, seriously. i even studied with zhihao whom i hadnt met in ages. haa, not forgetting my daydream buddies and aloy. let's just skip all the parts which we wasted crapping about this all-so-awesome life. haa. but undeniably, i really had some fun studying this time round. no, this has nothing to do with the books and notes. it was just the awesome company that i had. haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayee. so i was rather confident for both maths and chem this time round. i had actually predicted an A for chem and a high B for maths. yes, human's unlimited wants. i aimed for the moon and land nowhere near. oh well. i got Bs for both chem and maths. i had actually felt a little disappointment, but i would have been an ass if i had displayed it around my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so a few weeks back, shane and jane had left my place at like 11pm after our last acoustic jam. haa and guess what! shane called me at 1a.m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: yo. wassup?&lt;br /&gt;shane: FUCK MAN. i just got robbed!!&lt;br /&gt;me: wtf. no shit? call the police man.&lt;br /&gt;shane: yea. this china worker tried to use a knife to rob me. so, i kicked his arm and he dropped his knife. then i fucking beat the shit out of him, while i called the police.&lt;br /&gt;me:wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dint really identify who was the real victim man. but girls, please be careful of china workers. they are DANGEROUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupp. just one of the many adventures of late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupp. so i read boon's post on girls that day, and it inspired me slightly. my first "stead" was in sec one, and i really dint know how girls think back then. but guess what? that hasn't changed at all. almost 2 years, but the feeling hasnt faded much. at times, she's just so nice to talk to. at other times, she's simply not contactable. and sometimes, she tries to end the conversation as fast as possible. i dont know where i stand at all, or at existed. at times, i forced myself to believe it's over, but then she suddenly becomes nice to talk to again. and i really never got the chance to express myself, due to all the building exam anxiety which i never wanted to add on to. haa. and i dont believe a single sms can carry all the words i want to say. but i guess this aint the right time. the hurt doesnt fade, but i've just developed more endurance. haa. with all the ongoing infatuations, i barely have time to emote. so i had to resort to this. ayee. but i really just want to know where i stand. girls, girls, girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHERE'S MY SPARKLES?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-893476156603817596?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/893476156603817596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=893476156603817596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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TESTIMONIALS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;testimonial from danny in 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"basically benedict is a damn cool guy lor. i've known him since like p2.though wasnt dat close to him in pri school. we were also in 2-10 (SUPER ROXY). then we always go play soccer together lah...yea he's a good soccer player too. and he's also captain of his bball team!! woohoo he rocks man.. this year diff class liao but still quite close lah. he like turn crazy lor this year. frens say wad he feel like coming to school then come one... andyea he's become a HARDCORE skater. deck costs over $200 i think. almost everyday after school will go skate with yong lian and gang..haha.. we also always go his house one.. HIS HOUSE RULES!!!! got ps2, a good com, can play mahjong too! but too bad always no chance. ok i think this should be enuff rite? yea i'll stop here now. ALL THE BEST! KEEP ROCKING!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;testimonial from boon liang in 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"diam la benedick. econs paper quite tough."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-3340662440903589363?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/3340662440903589363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=3340662440903589363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/3340662440903589363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm sittin' here all by myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;just tryin' to think of something to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Tryin' to think of something, anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;just to keep me from thinking of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;But you know it's not working out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;'cause you're all that's on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;One thought of you is all it takes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;to leave the rest of the world behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Well I didn't mean for this to go as far as it did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;And I didn't mean to get so close and share what we did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;And I didn't mean to fall in love, but I did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-1955037326989366612?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1955037326989366612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=1955037326989366612' 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right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the curtains may draw on our jc life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but show's not over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;afterall, all these friendships aint just a stage act.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or at least, tell me it isnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-8379039468891772807?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8379039468891772807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=8379039468891772807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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spurs you on"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was getting crushed,&lt;br /&gt;but in the midst of trying to convert my stress to the latter,&lt;br /&gt;i sorta lost sight of it.&lt;br /&gt;and i found myself with no real motivation to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then magic man came on mon.&lt;br /&gt;he kicked my ass,&lt;br /&gt;snapping my back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh yea. if this continues,&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna rock the prelims alright.&lt;br /&gt;rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;bottom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-7412714959150205763?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/7412714959150205763/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-4366110133861502537.post-4227690344122292914</id><published>2007-08-25T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T04:23:35.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a special shoutout to my mugging buddies and whoever studied with me. abriel, dave, michael, andy, chuanyang, juntang, wenjie, wilson, fiona, jane, jaslyn, gland, zhihao, boon and whoever i forgot to name (my mind's too saturated to rmb). and also, to janice(who doesn't need any luck),  shanting(also doesn't need any luck), linna, louissa, hweemin, and all my dear 27 classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LET ROCK THIS PRELIMS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh comeon.&lt;br /&gt;prelims can't kill.&lt;br /&gt;how do you kill a dead man?&lt;br /&gt;send a me a motivating msg and i might include you in my will (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ohh, and here came magic man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-4227690344122292914?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/4227690344122292914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=4227690344122292914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/4227690344122292914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/4227690344122292914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/08/special-shoutout-to-my-mugging-buddies.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-1780147902902119937</id><published>2007-08-22T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T01:11:06.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'll be on my road to supernova,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't worry, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'll study in moderation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;24 hours a day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;7 days a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, this musing pumpkin's gonna be on hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;see you at the end of the tunnel,&lt;br /&gt;called prelims.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-1780147902902119937?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1780147902902119937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=1780147902902119937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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&gt;DAYS&lt;br /&gt;IN OUR GREEN DAZE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RsnpRNGwCgI/AAAAAAAAAHE/p4GQploaFs8/s1600-h/IMG_4225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RsnpRNGwCgI/AAAAAAAAAHE/p4GQploaFs8/s400/IMG_4225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100864534758820354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RsnpRdGwChI/AAAAAAAAAHM/I9l59afLMKI/s1600-h/IMG_4228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RsnpRdGwChI/AAAAAAAAAHM/I9l59afLMKI/s400/IMG_4228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100864539053787666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RsnpR9GwCiI/AAAAAAAAAHU/UXVn6wEi9fg/s1600-h/IMG_4231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RsnpR9GwCiI/AAAAAAAAAHU/UXVn6wEi9fg/s400/IMG_4231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100864547643722274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/Rsnoq9GwCbI/AAAAAAAAAGc/3rKg4s3vFj8/s1600-h/IMG_3583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/Rsnoq9GwCbI/AAAAAAAAAGc/3rKg4s3vFj8/s400/IMG_3583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100863877628823986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RsnordGwCcI/AAAAAAAAAGk/HLw2TRbrqGo/s1600-h/IMG_3851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RsnordGwCcI/AAAAAAAAAGk/HLw2TRbrqGo/s400/IMG_3851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100863886218758594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RsnortGwCdI/AAAAAAAAAGs/9FnpYUi1rHI/s1600-h/IMG_3852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RsnortGwCdI/AAAAAAAAAGs/9FnpYUi1rHI/s400/IMG_3852.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100863890513725906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/Rsnor9GwCeI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Re_F4KLoQh8/s1600-h/IMG_4005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/Rsnor9GwCeI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Re_F4KLoQh8/s400/IMG_4005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100863894808693218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RsnosdGwCfI/AAAAAAAAAG8/9NaHQUSGh4Q/s1600-h/IMG_4122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RsnosdGwCfI/AAAAAAAAAG8/9NaHQUSGh4Q/s400/IMG_4122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100863903398627826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This corner,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i miss it like hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-9097863109245720304?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/9097863109245720304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=9097863109245720304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/9097863109245720304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/9097863109245720304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/08/days-in-our-green-daze-this-corner-i.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RsnpRNGwCgI/AAAAAAAAAHE/p4GQploaFs8/s72-c/IMG_4225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-3622803313076522710</id><published>2007-08-20T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T02:38:57.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i apologise for my haphazard thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;of late, due to many reasons, i've really been unable to blog coherent and simple posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days have been rather interesting of late,&lt;br /&gt;acoustic jams, movies, chilling, birthday parties,&lt;br /&gt;or maybe way too interesting for this i-ought-to-be-mugging period.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i don't feel a tinge of stress at all.&lt;br /&gt;and i never mentioned anything about that being good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it took awhile, but the thought that jc life has probably ended just latched onto my mind.&lt;br /&gt;sa has given me memories, but nothing for me to take away.&lt;br /&gt;sadly, we can't hug memories.&lt;br /&gt;2 years in 06s27, 3 months of merriment, half a year of high jinks.&lt;br /&gt;eyecandies and infatuations undeclared.&lt;br /&gt;friends to keep; friends i still barely know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i find myself in a state of zen,&lt;br /&gt;peacefully distracted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACK TO STUDYING LA.&lt;br /&gt;oh wait, i need to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-3622803313076522710?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/3622803313076522710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=3622803313076522710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/3622803313076522710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/3622803313076522710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-apologise-for-my-haphazard-thoughts.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-7685995704906349737</id><published>2007-08-18T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T22:57:46.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;WHAT CAN I SAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IF STUDYING'S ADDICTIVE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I SHOULD HAVE HAD AN OVERDOSE BY NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what can i say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;due to my 'subtle' lack of discipline.&lt;br /&gt;i'm only able to study at night,&lt;br /&gt;past midnight.&lt;br /&gt;and i thank ALL MY STUDYING KAKIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oh well, what can i say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if not for you peeps. i'd have given up by now.&lt;br /&gt;rock on?&lt;br /&gt;or maybe study hard would suit the context.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what can i say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-7685995704906349737?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/7685995704906349737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=7685995704906349737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/7685995704906349737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/7685995704906349737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-can-i-say-if-studyings-addictive-i.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-230398174448417625</id><published>2007-08-17T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T20:43:35.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M WATCHING YOU WATCH OVER ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I'VE GOT THE GREATEST VIEW FROM HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;i guess i cant bear to ignore you.&lt;br /&gt;so all i can do is to stop initiating. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-230398174448417625?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/230398174448417625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=230398174448417625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/230398174448417625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/230398174448417625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-watching-you-watch-over-me.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-8703314216580722129</id><published>2007-08-13T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T22:35:34.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;GLORY GLORY MAN UTD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reading is the worst team i've seen.&lt;br /&gt;i swear i hate them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blinded by angst, i made it sound easy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but really,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it hurts me more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-8703314216580722129?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8703314216580722129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=8703314216580722129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/8703314216580722129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/8703314216580722129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/08/glory-glory-man-utd.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-5783216813133155595</id><published>2007-08-10T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T22:46:04.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what a lovely and relaxing day!&lt;br /&gt;ayee. i went out with boon and reuben tdy. simply nostalgic. reuben haven changed one bit! ayee, actually most of the 4-4 peeps haven changed at all. haa then we accompanied noob to play his arcade, where he got his ass kicked 8 games to nil to his ahbeng friend. haa, like his name goes! haa, then we went to reuben's country club at serangoon gardens to play pool. the atmosphere there was pretty good and they had good tables. of course, i went on the longest winning streak of the day, with 6 wins in a row. boon got the inverse of that i think. ayee, pool conversations can get very sick at times, if you watch for the dual meanings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boon: "WAH. my balls damn hard"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reuben: "shit man. you blocked all my holes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boon (at the last black ball): "which hole?"&lt;br /&gt;me: "yours."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haa. dual meanings! ayee. then we went to chomp chomp to have our awesome dinner. haa, met fiona with a guy there! nope. nothing suspicious. then boon came over to watch a movie, mortuary. i would rate it the lowest rating possible i swear. but nvm, now i'm down with a splitting headache. argh. gonna get some sleep soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i dont really know what that abrupt change in attitude was for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;indifferent and late replies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but i'll take it as exit sign for your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if you don't even want to maintain a friendship,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i guess i'll do the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's not like i actually impacted your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-5783216813133155595?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/5783216813133155595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=5783216813133155595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/5783216813133155595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/5783216813133155595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-lovely-and-relaxing-day-ayee.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-676852017359206747</id><published>2007-08-09T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T00:27:25.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"In less than 5 words, describe yourself to us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I said, "noone to concern with"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thanks your nothing-near-to-subtle message&lt;br /&gt;don't worry.&lt;br /&gt;i'll stand by myself, as it was meant to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-676852017359206747?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/676852017359206747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=676852017359206747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/676852017359206747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/676852017359206747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/08/in-less-than-5-words-describe-yourself.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-6215622027392636110</id><published>2007-08-06T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T21:38:45.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THERE'S GOTTA BE MORE TO LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT WHERE'S THE TIME FOR THAT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayee. the WHOLE week had been dedicated to studying.&lt;br /&gt;at least the weekdays.&lt;br /&gt;i've been staying in sch till 6.30 almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;i can't really concentrate still, but at least it's getting better.&lt;br /&gt;i really don't feel like flunking my prelims,&lt;br /&gt;but it somehow feels inevitable for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went to novena square to study with andy in the morn on sat. ayee, i can't believe i woke up so early on sat. anyway, i managed to do some complex number questions and one 4page econs essay for my tuition. i have really no idea how janice writes so fast and neat. my handwriting only gets worse as the essay progresses. but my handwriting's still awesome. yeap. then, while waiting for linna, i went to walk around j8. what a nostalgic place. days when i still could waste my days away drinking hot coffee or tea with luvis foo. haa, then i went for the econs tuition with linna(who was late as usual.). haa, $tuition can really help alot. i learnt quite alot of stuff, probably because i dint know much from the start. to think that i haven had tuition for 9 years i think, and the last one was for chi. i bet everyone can spot its effectiveness. haa, so i accompanied linna after tuition to get her brother's birthday present. i suggested a pink water bottle, but NO she decided to get an unoriginal present, a swensen's icecream cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepp. so after that i went to meet boon at the arcade, but he refused to stop playing his KOF. that's why we ended up starting mahjong late. ayee. so we went back to hougang to meet wilson and chuanyang and we started playing mahjong around 9? haa and i CANNOT BELIEVE IT. haa. up till 2a.m, we were still in our first round! partially thanks to me and wilson, because we kept winning while we were the bankers. haa. and i also airconditioned the whole house, and it really felt like a chalet, an accessible one with lots of food, simply relaxing. ayee. then we watched the arsenal's match with ajax. ajax is a freaking boring team to watch. haa then we pro evo-ed, burnout-ed and went to have our breakfast at 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayee. simplicity, but really extremely relaxing. this was all the break i needed for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"life is what happens when you're busy planning something else"&lt;br /&gt;- john lennon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. and as dont go away goes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;damn my education, i can't find the words to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yeaa. i know i may be just a tool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-6215622027392636110?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/6215622027392636110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=6215622027392636110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TODAY,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i submitted a minority report&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who were never right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i lied to myself to make my world a better place,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and painted a mirage of beauty yet defined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and it all tumbled down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in barely, a split second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-6904675287110952820?l=musing-pumpkins.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-4366110133861502537.post-3081085866804578488</id><published>2007-07-29T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T17:23:34.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;No, i do not share that greed,&lt;br /&gt;the only card i need is the ace of spades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a period of time, i wanted it all. every little thing. ayee, but things have gotten a little clearer of late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayeee. past few days have been movie mania for me man. vacancy, doom, underworld evolution, harry potter for the second time. ayee. i sorta had enough of movies for awhile. ayee. so on wed, i overslept for my medical checkup appointment, so i decided to go to school, instead of rotting at home. another reason, was of course not to pangseh andy, for the wonderful friend i am. ayee, so it was the battlefield excursion at 12. i love bus rides with fun people, namely the s24 peeps. haa. we were crapping alllll the way, from scandals to fetishes that aren't to be named. now who wanted to fuck a dog again? the trip itself was damn good too. derrick tan (actually i forgot his surname alr) is a totally sick guide. he's like a walking history and armory textbook i swear. he went into every single detail. ayee. like how the soldiers position themselves while shooting the canons, the cushion system to prevent the canon from moving backwards after a shot due to the action-reaction forces, the many different kinds of canon shots, and the fact that the pressure caused by a canon shot just flying past you can rapture your internal organs and kill you. yea. he even knew all the exact locations of the battles, and their details. sick huh? ayee, so  it wasn't a wasted trip to sch. haa then we went on to queensway after that to have our lunch. the laksa there was still as awesome as before. yeap, so after that, we went to play a little pool at meridian and i manged to get my gap jacket for 45 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thurs was the second day of the learning fest. yepp so for certain reasons, i  went for the 5 languages of love workshop with andy. when i walked in and saw only 2 guys inside, i was like "wtf is goin on" haa. i couldnt believe what i got myself into man. but it was quite alright, except for the part with sharon loi, she's never alright. haa apparently my language of love is more on the emotional support side? ayee. i don't know how serious was i anyway. yepp. then i went to the library to study all the way till 1 plus, and then i made my way to the amk eng wah with kenneth fang, juntang and shenghan. yea. so we had our soccer conference at mos burgers while awaiting the movie to start. haa harry potter itself was quite boring since i had actually watched it before. aye. so due to my misplanning, i had medical checkup at 8, which caused me to miss the jam. sorry daydream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayee so fri was the ns medical checkup. rather shocking day for many peeps. haa, my friend realised that his heart was on the right! and i was suspected of inheriditary heart disease. wtf. ayee i still dont know what's the result yet. but i suspect that's the reason why i get sugar rushes so easily? haa i dont know. yea, so they fucking took 2 tubes of blood from me man. and one of the guy actually poked the needle in and shifted it several times, enlarging the hole. argh. then aft that it bled profusely. it bled through one cotton gauze  and 2 plasters. damnnit. haa the worst part was still the IQ test, which lasted FOREVER I SWEAR. ayee. so i went back home and knocked out for the whole day as i wasnt feeling well, and boon came over to watch underworld evolution. haa it was pretty good, i liked the way they killed each other. haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap. so it was econs tuition at 2 on sat. i was on time as usual. i don't know abt linna though. the lesson was pretty good too. haa the tuition teacher was like saying the loss of leisure time might not be invalidate gdp statistics as people might love working. yea right, and that would make the world a better place. and i've realised he tends to refer to china for all the most negative stuff possible. something along the lines of US being an aircraft producer, and China, a to producers. wtf. haa. but he's quite a funny teacher though. ayee. then i went to meet abriel, dave and mike to study, bt we ended up watching doom. haa. how ept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayee i sorta sorted out my thoughts alr. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;light up my day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-3081085866804578488?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/3081085866804578488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=3081085866804578488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/3081085866804578488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/3081085866804578488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/07/no-i-do-not-share-that-greed-only-card.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-8317222806569529455</id><published>2007-07-26T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T19:52:26.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every pleasure's got an edge of pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pay for your ticket and don't complain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayee, or so it goes.&lt;br /&gt;even so, of late, i've really lost my way.&lt;br /&gt;my ability to prioritise has diminished significantly.&lt;br /&gt;with scrapes of unchained thoughts leading me.&lt;br /&gt;music's the language of us all,&lt;br /&gt;but studies is what makes us all.&lt;br /&gt;concentration's a hurdle,&lt;br /&gt;and discipline's a wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friendships strained, forged and forgot,&lt;br /&gt;yet i'm unable to distinguish one from the other.&lt;br /&gt;while, love aint exactly just a feeling,&lt;br /&gt;and it's hooked to my mind,&lt;br /&gt;also tangling up that beating red thing in my chest&lt;br /&gt;telekinesis would really help,&lt;br /&gt;as i can see no consistency in your behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i apologise for being unable to string a coherent thought&lt;br /&gt;everything jumbled up right now,&lt;br /&gt;and i feel pretty jaded.&lt;br /&gt;ayee. i need some time to put things together within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know.&lt;br /&gt;i've gottta stop thinking&lt;br /&gt;and start doing. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-8317222806569529455?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8317222806569529455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=8317222806569529455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/8317222806569529455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/8317222806569529455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/07/every-pleasures-got-edge-of-pain.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-6606672446875886083</id><published>2007-07-25T21:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T21:36:58.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RqdRK3tG3mI/AAAAAAAAAGU/6-tdKRchpnQ/s1600-h/DSC00808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RqdRK3tG3mI/AAAAAAAAAGU/6-tdKRchpnQ/s400/DSC00808.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091127150959320674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;Farting kills Mozzies.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Recent scientific experiments have shone that the methane gas released when human farts, kills mosquitoes if present in huge concentrations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;After years of scientific research on methods to exterminate the common house pest, your friendly mosquito, scientist have made a shocking discovery. This is not the common insecticide that you would spot in the market, but something shocking much simpler – farting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;These scientists have appealed for a fart-to-exterminate-mosquitoes campaign in many countries. They have suggested a event similar to live earth, in which everyone farts simultaneously throughout the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Thus, we prompt everyone to do your bid and get rid of these irritating pests once and for all. So, dont hold back your farts anymore. A fart a day, keeps the mozzies away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if this doesnt give you a picture of what kinda crap's going through my mind,&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what will&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-6606672446875886083?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/6606672446875886083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=6606672446875886083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/6606672446875886083'/><link 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/Rpslx_CGtBI/AAAAAAAAAGM/zit8vfpwRXw/s1600-h/DSC00804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/Rpslx_CGtBI/AAAAAAAAAGM/zit8vfpwRXw/s320/DSC00804.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087701744709186578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was young,&lt;br /&gt;the tv blasted: "transformers, more than meets the eye!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i grew a little older,&lt;br /&gt;i went like, "transformers, no money to buy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and recently,&lt;br /&gt;"transformers, ben is a c___b__!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to admit that it rhymes.&lt;br /&gt;in fact, it rhymes pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;and everyone, i repeat, EVERYONE, has a serious side.&lt;br /&gt;(not the transformers thingy)&lt;br /&gt;but yea, life is a downhill process,&lt;br /&gt;unless, i'm the only one that's degenerating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pri six: top ten in level,&lt;br /&gt;sec two: top fifty in level&lt;br /&gt;sec three: last fifty in level.&lt;br /&gt;ayee, needless to share about my jc life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;life is what happens when you're busy planning something else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- john lennon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-5398498619820949357?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/5398498619820949357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=5398498619820949357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/5398498619820949357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/5398498619820949357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/07/when-i-was-young-tv-blasted.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_zGi5_kPnWEI/Rpslx_CGtBI/AAAAAAAAAGM/zit8vfpwRXw/s72-c/DSC00804.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-3250768213791474508</id><published>2007-07-14T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T21:26:33.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now, what's the price for promiscuity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8soLiv0J7Tw"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8soLiv0J7Tw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hey syphilis girl, i've got your disease&lt;br /&gt;i wanted your body, not your STD."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now did that help to cheer up anyone who was affected by your grades?&lt;br /&gt;cheer up peeps(:&lt;br /&gt;let's mug hard and kick our prelim's ass,&lt;br /&gt;or at least die trying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've realised that as people get older,&lt;br /&gt;they inevitably change.&lt;br /&gt;at least, from my point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a clear distinction between adult humour and teenage humour, a significant one. although some you-know-whos lie in between or just simply out of this categories. adult humour as in jack neo's attempt to be funny in 'i'm not stupid' to impersonate teenage humour by using "teenage language" such as, "ni hen lamb(lame) leh", or randomly inserting in "cool" in his sentences. indeed, this kind of adult humor leaves most of us speechless, but makes adults laugh their asses off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while on the other hand, if animals evolve, human devolve. yepp when we're young, we club and pick up girls to dance with, or if you have sufficient charm, to make out with. however once some guys turn old, they become horny gangster wannabes. yepp, they're the smell and dirty uncles that drink beer with one leg on the chair, and always tying hard to flirt with the beer lady. ayee, totally disgusting. oh ya, and they spurt vulgarities loudly so that people think they're cool, but it makes us realise how has-been they are, if they ever have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after what you've read, i assure you that i do not hate adults, i've past that rebellious phase quite awhile ago. it's just that group of kopitiam people that irritates my senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so on to my not-interesting-at-all life. actually, days have been relatively interesting lately. music's my salvation. PLUG IN BABY. haa, i just simply love jamming. plug in baby by muse is an awesome song to jam. ayee, and i've been making a little progress with my own acoustic songs. and soccer's undeniably my other salvation. we played soccer at the cage at kallang again on friday. yepp, much better this time due to the sufficient sleep. i just love soccer, and i miss EPL like hell. Thank God that Wimbledon and the soccer seasons doesnt clash. i've been wanting to learn tennis for a longlong while, but sadly, JC life has not permitted me to. now, the saying that "JC students have no life" is NOT A MYTH. at least, if you actually aim to be the top quota. obviously, that aint me. haa. i haven really blogged about my block tests because i really dint study hard for it. i studied for like 4-6 days? yea, and i know i dont really deserve to get the grades i'm getting now. i once said that with abit of luck, i wont need to give a flying fuck. aye, it seems that i've been pretty lucky lately. but i swear i'm gonna study hard for prelims. we're all gonna make it this time round. at least the peeps that i study with. my class's never free to study, but they always make it. so there's no point. so of current standings, my grades are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem: B&lt;br /&gt;Maths: B&lt;br /&gt;Econs: U&lt;br /&gt;Phys: U&lt;br /&gt;GeePee: U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're all gonna be As real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the man who said "i'd rather be lucky than good" say deeply into life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as quoted from kaiyang's nick.&lt;br /&gt;ayee. this is so true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway harry potter was okay, not as awesome as i'd imagined it to be. yea, half of the book got cut off for this movie. but ya, it was just okay. at least luna lovegood's cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've realised that in the midst of holding myself back over this 2 years,&lt;br /&gt;to be an overly "good boy",&lt;br /&gt;i'd lost quite abit of myself.&lt;br /&gt;not in the promiscuity sense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-3250768213791474508?l=musing-pumpkins.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-4366110133861502537.post-422512022791734914</id><published>2007-07-09T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T16:02:51.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aft 1 week, i'd finally written an acoustic piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;with clouded eyes, you awoke to the bottle of clear gin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;running high on nothing intoxicating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a scribbled tune etched in a broken rhyme,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i hope you were sober&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when you murmured the words I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nothing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nothing without you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;L’s for love, and everything ladylike about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love is all around us, and I’d hoping for something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this time round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this time around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I stood in line to see if you would care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It took awhile but I’ve realized that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you’d only vaguely care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;picture perfect, the best was yet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as you gazed right into my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and I’d kill any john doe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to see that look just one more time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, if john mayer had a song: love song for noone,&lt;br /&gt;i'd call this song a love song for someone.&lt;br /&gt;just a possible title, dont think too deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and they said opportunity dances for those who are already on the dance floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;don't you agree?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-422512022791734914?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/422512022791734914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=422512022791734914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/422512022791734914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/422512022791734914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/07/clouded-eyes-clear-liquor-running-high.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-7888655572552525530</id><published>2007-07-08T03:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T20:55:33.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;7.7.7&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JEFFREY TAN.&lt;br /&gt;touched anot?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayee alright. im blogging at 3.26a.m right aft i came back from jeff tan's chalet.&lt;br /&gt;so the past few days have been totally crazy, and seriously, it's days like these that make me love life. what's with all that studying and mugging?! aye. but in sg, you'll need all that to survive. aye, this is the "fucked-up reality" that the whole world rants about. i think i made my worst choice in my life goin to sajc and choosing my combi. take a look at any arts class, or s24 or s26! they are so damn united. ayee i can talk to most peeps in class, but i've realised in recent days, that they are the first to reject my studying or outing suggestions. i really regret ending up in this class, not in the sense that in the sense that i hate them. ayeaye, im not actually pissed or emo at this moment. it's my reflective mood (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayeee. so on thurs, i went to play soccer with the guys in the morning, and we were alll so damn freaking rusty. but it was really fun, and there weren't any casualties. then i went home to wash up and rushed down to town to meet andy to salvage the remaining of the great singapore sale. haa, GAP is a fucking rip-off i swear. a plain tee with the word GAP, causes 39 bucks. it does't even look nice for goodness sake. retarded pricing. and the fabric wallets, i emphasize on the word FABRIC, caused 129 bucks. wow, that shows the gap between GAP and the other shops. on the other hand top shop had a few tees with nice designs, and the long sleeve shirts with the vests are ingenious. yepp, but i dint buy any of that due to the over pricing, and also my lack of savings. yepp, i was wasn't their desired effective demand. so we went to flesh imp and came across the best deal so far, 2 tees for 35 bucks. haa so we bought 2 tees each. flesh imp kicks ass with their vintage series. yepp, the we went to ben shermans and armani exchange, but the stuff there werent really worth their price. oh, but domanchi's having an awesome offer now, one shirt for 35 bucks. quite a few good designs, i think i'll be dropping by there agn. yea, then, we went to heeren, but there was nth much there. then to cine. i bought a striped tee from revoltage, then we went back to wisma to get andy's wallet. ayee, that was enough shopping for a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to dhoby to meet boon and wilsy for diehard. ayee, BEST ACTION MOVIE IN A LONGLONG WHILE. IT'S A MUST WATCH, i empasize again, MUST WATCH. haa bruce willis is indestructable!!! really. haa he just doesnt die! the only glitch in the movie is that he gets new cars to drive on too damn easily. for those who haven watched it, you should pay attention to that. he's doesnt need car keys to start a car. it's fuckign hilarious. AND, i was freeaing to death in the cinema. CINEMA 4! i was shivering, literally. argh. and boon insisted on staying for the credits, like wtf. so aft that i had to rush down to bugis to meet xuanlei and joshua. then we went to arab street and i showed them the boutiques there, a notch above us. haa. then we found a nice second floor cafe to shesha. the atmoshphere there was awesome and in the midst of the highness, i started camwhoring with xuanlei. haa. then we caught the last bus back to hougang and bought 3 cans of beer and a packet of chicken wings with rice each. so we ate our supper, took the 3 cans of beer, and started playing pro evo though the night. we slpt and 5.30a.m. but it dint end there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we woke at 7a.m later that morning to play soccer at the cage. ayee. if you're proficient with your maths, then you should be able to easily calculate that we had one and a half hours of sleep. yea. so we washed up and rushed down to kallang. haa it was damn fun, as the atmosphere there was really good. worth every single cent. haa. the music in the backgrounf was awesome, it was like playing fia street and being in the game itself! haa. nice start to the morning. then while the rest went back to sleep or school, i rested for 2 hrs and rushed down to town to meet sheen and the rest for pool. haa. then i came back home at 8p.m and was knocked out til 11p.m when i went online and multitasked 9 msn convos. haa then i watched 3 episodes of prison break and THAT ended my fri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i woke up at 12 p.m, which was surprisingly earlier than expected. but i couldnt go back to sleep. so i spent the aftn clearing up my room like a good boy should. haa, then i went to serangoon to accompany jane to buy some of her bbq stuff, and i went home, thinking that i was supposed to meet boon at 7 in hougang. but due to his noob explanation, he was actually at pasir ris alr. so i rushed down to pasir ris at 8 for my darling jeffrey tan's bday bbq. cool huh? 7-7-7. haa the cat high reunion was awesome la, and the food too. luvis foo is still a joke, so is kevin teo. bryan wong is bigger than before. haa, ayee LIVE EARTH! yepp quie few of us wore green, as we LOVE THE ENVIRONMENT. haa then we went to play LAN! nostalgic eh? hahaha im a noob now, not boon. haa really. i cant play dota for nuts, aft not touching warcraft for 2 years. haa. but it was fun. haa then we went back to the chalet to play the usual drinking games. aye, but it winded up that zhuangyong was the only one drunk. haa. ayee. then i cabbed back with kevin teo. haa thanks for the bbq jeffrey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this reminds me of my own bday bbq earlier on this year. haa i made the WRONGEST CHOICE of setting aside one day for the class, i bet most of them dint even want to come. but it's alright, there was fat 4, my OG peeps and my 1st 3mths CG peeps. and there hasnt been any outing since i stopped organising! on the other hand, i received fire extinguishers, condoms&lt;br /&gt;and red underwears for my 18th bday. perfectly legal huh? i miss partying so much. by the way, xuan lei stole the pack of condoms home. what a thief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayee. the wraps up these awesome days. as i said, it's days like these that make me love life. (: ayee. and i've decided to change my mentality alr. i'm doing away with all that useless discipline such as no drinking or shesha-ing, because it doesnt discipline me one bit. haa i'm just gonna have all the fun i should have, and study when i should. then my mind wont be that distracted. ayee. that was how o lvls went. yepp. im reverting to my old life, sincejc life promises nth for me anymore. ayee. and this is my once-in-a-blue-moon long post, as i'm usually lazy to blog like these. so cherish it or just hate it, but RMB IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-7888655572552525530?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/7888655572552525530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=7888655572552525530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/7888655572552525530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/7888655572552525530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/07/7.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-8602532146800151519</id><published>2007-07-02T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T15:53:37.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;GREEN-EYED MONSTERS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of late, i've discovered that some people cannot accept what they do not dare to do themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for example, jack cannot get into the soccer team,&lt;br /&gt;3months down, "the soccers guys damn act la, think they damn zai"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when jack is unable to interact well with girls, and john can,&lt;br /&gt;jack: "john damn cheehong la. bloody flirt."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or even when jack doesnt bother to learn guitar and john goes ahead,&lt;br /&gt;jack: "ahya. he learnt guitars to jio girls only la"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayee it's  common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another one. jack doesnt dare to join cheerleading because he's afraid of the stereotype that people would cast on him, but john goes ahead to join.&lt;br /&gt;3months down. jack: "john's a cheerleading fag!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serious, all this comes down to jealousy.&lt;br /&gt;don't blame people when they've achieved what you never dared to try.&lt;br /&gt;you're indulging in your own puny comfort zone you gave yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and we're all underlined in envy green some way or the other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayee. i'll post a longer post aft the renovation works at my place are over (:&lt;br /&gt;and ah boon never fails to entertain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's keep talking, anything to stop clockwatching says:&lt;br /&gt;eh. my friend has a crush on you leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boonLIANGSZX&gt; The simple pain of seeing you. That emotion of sadness that overwhelms says:&lt;br /&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boonLIANGSZX&gt; The simple pain of seeing you. That emotion of sadness that overwhelms says:&lt;br /&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's keep talking, anything to stop clockwatching says:&lt;br /&gt;yea. my imaginary friend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-8602532146800151519?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8602532146800151519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=8602532146800151519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/8602532146800151519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/8602532146800151519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/07/green-eyed-monsters.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-274967374185254438</id><published>2007-07-01T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T19:17:02.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;empty promises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;made from me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be there for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;these five words i swore to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;or rather,&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i've realised,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;'d only vaguely care&lt;br /&gt;for &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't worry,&lt;br /&gt;i'll still be there for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; heart wouldn't permit otherwise&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; waiting in line now,&lt;br /&gt;just to see if &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;'d care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-274967374185254438?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/274967374185254438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=274967374185254438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/274967374185254438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/274967374185254438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/07/empty-promises-made-from-me-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-5100960165864022907</id><published>2007-06-28T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T08:07:21.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"when you have fat friends around you,&lt;br /&gt;there are no see-saws.&lt;br /&gt;only catapults."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayee. if there's anything that can describe BT2,&lt;br /&gt;it would be along these lines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RoRErsY3hCI/AAAAAAAAAF8/XfJ0oIx23Eg/s1600-h/smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RoRErsY3hCI/AAAAAAAAAF8/XfJ0oIx23Eg/s320/smile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081261797021287458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepp. like wtf's going on man?&lt;br /&gt;so while we're at it,&lt;br /&gt;let's have a moment of silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RoRLKcY3hDI/AAAAAAAAAGE/0sos92wWMyI/s1600-h/DeathArtwork.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RoRLKcY3hDI/AAAAAAAAAGE/0sos92wWMyI/s320/DeathArtwork.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081268922372031538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only paper qualifications dint matter so much,&lt;br /&gt;and i wont need to give a flying fuck about studying.&lt;br /&gt;that'll be so great.&lt;br /&gt;if only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOO. if there's anything i'd learnt this holiday,&lt;br /&gt;it's that i am not a concentration kinda guy.&lt;br /&gt;i'm in totally no mood to study.&lt;br /&gt;whoo.&lt;br /&gt;and technically speaking, my block never started.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, and in my class,&lt;br /&gt;you really really have to depend yourself.&lt;br /&gt;nobody's free to help each other.&lt;br /&gt;ayee. so i pray for 10 rank points.&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea how i'm gonna study for As yet.&lt;br /&gt;we'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-5100960165864022907?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/5100960165864022907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=5100960165864022907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/5100960165864022907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/5100960165864022907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/06/when-you-have-fat-friends-around-you.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RoRErsY3hCI/AAAAAAAAAF8/XfJ0oIx23Eg/s72-c/smile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-6723122285905013348</id><published>2007-06-24T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T15:48:06.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To all you stressed, yet still sexy people out there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(in the Deejay's voice)&lt;br /&gt;here's the remedy by jason mraz.&lt;br /&gt;so dont worry your life away,&lt;br /&gt;and go kick some ass yea? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="275" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NcrpfKrTLFE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NcrpfKrTLFE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-6723122285905013348?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/6723122285905013348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=6723122285905013348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/6723122285905013348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/6723122285905013348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/06/to-all-you-stressed-yet-still-sexy.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-3250801521638625343</id><published>2007-06-24T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T01:34:08.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;LET'S KEEP TALKING,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYTHING TO STOP CLOCKWATCHING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepp. i FINALLy got my topman shirts.&lt;br /&gt;haven gotten my earphones though.&lt;br /&gt;i ran out of money x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye. i swear jason mraz is the best acoustic artist.&lt;br /&gt;i've been spending hours learning his songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. block tests in 1 day.&lt;br /&gt;good luck people.&lt;br /&gt;i'll salvage all the time i have left. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-3250801521638625343?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/3250801521638625343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=3250801521638625343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/3250801521638625343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/3250801521638625343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/06/lets-keep-talking-anything-to-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-2478471088807681117</id><published>2007-06-22T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T20:58:46.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. What are you doing now?&lt;br /&gt;the survey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. how many views do you have?&lt;br /&gt;one. i secretly viewed my own profile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. do you have any plans for tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;do more surveys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Where? and why?&lt;br /&gt;no idea. ask my secretary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How will you know when your inlove?&lt;br /&gt;when i stop doing such surveys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Something bothering you?&lt;br /&gt;err i heard it was called block tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Craving something? what?&lt;br /&gt;i want a new phone. thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Who do you like to win American&lt;br /&gt;Idol?&lt;br /&gt;leong boon liang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. How bout America's next top model?&lt;br /&gt;lim chye ting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Pinoy Big Brother?&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Where do you want to go now?&lt;br /&gt;back to school. to studystudystudy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What's your say on beaches?&lt;br /&gt;alot of bitches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Ever gone ice skating? How was it?&lt;br /&gt;yea. leg-breaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What do you look for in a guy/girl?&lt;br /&gt;i dont look. they come looking for me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. When was the last time you drank&lt;br /&gt;alcohol?&lt;br /&gt;my organic chem notes dint write&lt;br /&gt;anything about that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. when did you last see a mascot?&lt;br /&gt;in your pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. When did you last go to a salon?&lt;br /&gt;i believe in self-service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. why do you drink alcohol?&lt;br /&gt;hmm. that's not in my org chem notes either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. do you drink til your drunk?&lt;br /&gt;refer to 17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. what are you really thinking of?&lt;br /&gt;this question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. what is really important in a&lt;br /&gt;relationship?&lt;br /&gt;giving each other surveys like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. How do birds fly?&lt;br /&gt;ask nemo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Why do they suddenly appear when&lt;br /&gt;you're near?&lt;br /&gt;birds of a flock?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Do you miss him/her?&lt;br /&gt;i miss barney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What song would you like to hear&lt;br /&gt;me sing?&lt;br /&gt;barney the purple dinosaur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. How bout if I dance??&lt;br /&gt;turn me on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What's your say on our government?&lt;br /&gt;they govern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you have a ym account? what is&lt;br /&gt;it?&lt;br /&gt;next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. are you chatting with someone? who?&lt;br /&gt;gerrard way and frank iero. they're&lt;br /&gt;asking me for tips on singing and soloing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. do you enjoy surveys?&lt;br /&gt;absolutely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Anything you wanna say out of the&lt;br /&gt;blue?&lt;br /&gt;green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a random friendster survey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-2478471088807681117?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/2478471088807681117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=2478471088807681117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/2478471088807681117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/2478471088807681117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/06/1.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-125579625768004530</id><published>2007-06-22T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T06:07:07.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>with 6 ongoing msn convos,&lt;br /&gt;and linna informing me that sgspree has male stuff too,&lt;br /&gt;and the mere existance of youtube.&lt;br /&gt;i'd swear the devil's in the comp.&lt;br /&gt;and i can't leave it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go topman and flesh imp to get my shirts.&lt;br /&gt;i wanan get new earphones.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna NOT STUDY.&lt;br /&gt;actually i haven been studying tdy,&lt;br /&gt;so i more or less achieved that.&lt;br /&gt;ayee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;SOMEBODY HELP ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, here's a talented 6y.o girl, connie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="275"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/En0A8KGMgq8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/En0A8KGMgq8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's a talented 11y.o girl, bianca ryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="275"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZMtNE0JfE18"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZMtNE0JfE18" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now. who watches campus superstar again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-125579625768004530?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/125579625768004530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=125579625768004530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/125579625768004530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/125579625768004530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/06/with-6-ongoing-msn-convos-and-linna.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-2041640591181685339</id><published>2007-06-21T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T21:16:38.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hey pumpkins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;while you're&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;musing&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;let a little &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cause lights might be out&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the flame's still burning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at first sight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a little more chemistry would have been good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and we wouldn't be at a loss for words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-2041640591181685339?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/2041640591181685339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=2041640591181685339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/2041640591181685339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/2041640591181685339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/06/hey-pumpkins-while-youre-musing-let.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-5366330551944789813</id><published>2007-06-20T02:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T02:42:19.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love guai lan gong jiao convos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avada Kedavra You-tube says:&lt;br /&gt;i still cant compare the vivacitors photo with him now&lt;br /&gt;Avada Kedavra You-tube says:&lt;br /&gt;too big a change&lt;br /&gt;- who kicked a hole in the sky so the heaven would cry over me. says:&lt;br /&gt;i can compare his primary sch photo with him now&lt;br /&gt;- who kicked a hole in the sky so the heaven would cry over me. says:&lt;br /&gt;no change at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a miracle MIGHT save me for BT2. i have yet to start mugging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-5366330551944789813?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/5366330551944789813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=5366330551944789813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/5366330551944789813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/5366330551944789813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-love-guai-lan-gong-jiao-convos.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-1909189372577580581</id><published>2007-06-19T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T19:32:58.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you're shining around the world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;it's hard to imagine that you're thinking of me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;thinking of all the things we've seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;familar voices drowned like stones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-1909189372577580581?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1909189372577580581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=1909189372577580581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/1909189372577580581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/1909189372577580581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/06/when-youre-shining-around-world-its.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-2511887106102674690</id><published>2007-06-19T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T15:04:03.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>peeps who rely overly on caffeine overdrives to fuel their mugging sessions tend to suffer false accusations of being smokers.&lt;br /&gt;tdy, "do you smoke? your teeth has some stubborn black stains."&lt;br /&gt;yea, this is the 2nd time alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, MYANMAR ROCKS. no, i have not been to myanmar. it was my famine camp's group. i forgot what no. i was in and i'm awfully sorry for that if any of you reads this blog x) but yea famine camp was reasonably good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayee. so i met chaunyang for lunch before the famine camp, and i swear i NEVER regretted that even if i woke up much earlier than usual just for that. ever much at the mouthwatering yoshishinoya was worth its cent. 995 cents. totally worthit. aft that i met up with wenjie, andy and nick, and we registered for the camp. 20 bucks for 2 reasonably nice t-shirts, and a relatively uncomfortable tag. ayee. so we then counted down to the start of the famine camp. by the way, by a stroke of luck or misfortune (i'm not so sure) i was in the same country as wenjie. we ended up in the same group later on. ayee. so we had a couple of talks in which i dint really pay attention. i can't even last through econs lect, so dont blame me for that. so here came the fun, basic instincts. so we were simulating the lives in the various poverty-stricken countries, and we had to get vaccinations, study so that we can work, get vaccination, do illegal jobs (eg. being a whore.) of course i could not do that job, or else the other prostitutes wouldn't be getting any. the high-paying illegal jobs of course, came with a price, that you would be infected with HIV, or malaria or something of that sort. oh ya, i forgot to mention that the groups also had people who were infected with aids, or were handicapped. haa. the way they discriminated against the HIV patients was damn wrong. so, the studying and workign were basically all games at various parts in RP, and we had to run all around. but it was fun. i became a police and started catching drug dealers. ayee , then amos and i encountered a small ah beng who wanted to pick a fight. we could not be bother by him, and i forced the money out from him anyway. haa and the drug lord actually ran out of money! wth. i also then ran out of business. so the game ended around there. the later part of the day was the more emo part, talks and reflections. ayee. we singaporeans have pretty much, no reason to emo. have you ever wondered not why we should not emo, but why we ought to not emo? haa our definition of poor can be quite wrg at times. ayee. and here's an overdue reflection for the candle activity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if poverty is darkness, most of you reading this blog (even if there're damn little people) live in the light, i assure you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they live in darkness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and cheer in one accord for a lit candle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or even a flash of light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;while we live in the light,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and would panic at a flicker of a candle flame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye, drifting off form the emotional aspect, the night was pretty nonsensical. we went to wash up and roam the whole of RP, crapping all the way. haa and we found an isolated room where we had our own share of crapping away from all the noise and childish fighting-for-lights in the dorm. yea, we probably had our own share of gaying as well. chuanyang was sleeping beside me. so what could you expect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepp. second day was pretty much nth besides the newspaper collection. it was a breeze and we just hanged around and chilled for the next few hours until the concert. EIC is an awesome band appeal to all of you to check them out at eic.com.sg. seriously, they're good. support local talents! they also taught us a new pick-up phrase, "would you like to fu la la with me?" ayee. i bet neil straussman would be impressed. yepp with that the camp pretty much ended. yepp, and we had a pretty good faci, JESSICA! yea, i always remember everyone's names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the camp, chaunyang, andy and i went to pizza hut to stuff ourselves with pizza hut's family meal. $46.78. haa. from starved to stuffed. how's that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so my angel's imploring me to return to my study desk. but the devil's voice sounds much louder right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, false hopes are the worst thing you could give somebody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i've got my eyes on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-2511887106102674690?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/2511887106102674690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=2511887106102674690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/2511887106102674690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/2511887106102674690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/06/peeps-who-rely-overly-on-caffeine.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-3948594752844247108</id><published>2007-06-15T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T10:01:34.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ayee.&lt;br /&gt;had a severe gastric yest and tdy.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm goin famine camp tmr!&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;okay i sound excited/gay, but i'm far from excited and gay.&lt;br /&gt;dont ask why.&lt;br /&gt;i need to fill up my sgc.&lt;br /&gt;aye my classmates arent goin,&lt;br /&gt;but i aint surprised.&lt;br /&gt;no offence.&lt;br /&gt;at least you bothered to tell me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if there's any concern for BT2, i should be making the biggest fuss abt it.&lt;br /&gt;so i'll think i'll mug the whole of next week away at changi or macs, even if noone's going.&lt;br /&gt;call a loner or whatever you want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouch. my stomach still hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, saw danny's msn msg: to every little good thing in life.&lt;br /&gt;it's inspiring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just as i was abt to enter an emo phase.&lt;br /&gt;haa. to all the peeps that make this damn heart beat,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for this "little good things"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was chatting with my jie just now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|cheryl| says:&lt;br /&gt;wed was e fun day but i went for dental&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahhh. why did i choose not to go!&lt;br /&gt;i went to study with shawn and jane!&lt;br /&gt;you guys better make up for the fun i missed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, have a safe trip andrea! while i'm starving 20bucks away in famine camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the eternal sunshine,&lt;br /&gt;a ray of hope at the end of the tunnel&lt;br /&gt;a spotless mind&lt;br /&gt;one soothing melody,&lt;br /&gt;one sincere serenade&lt;br /&gt;the requiem of broken hearts,&lt;br /&gt;the graveyard of broken dream.&lt;br /&gt;the sandman had put you to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;don't dream, it's over.&lt;br /&gt;utopia, not meant to be&lt;br /&gt;wipe the green or red away,&lt;br /&gt;stop tainting your beautiful mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-3948594752844247108?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/3948594752844247108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=3948594752844247108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/3948594752844247108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/3948594752844247108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/06/ayee.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-1399906550173510948</id><published>2007-06-14T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T22:12:54.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Hello there, angel from my nightmare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there this little person in me. he's screaming out. "pick up your guitar!"&lt;br /&gt;my muse? or a little devil?&lt;br /&gt;there's motivation for me to study,&lt;br /&gt;but there's no concentration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my emotion's underlined with envy green,&lt;br /&gt;and shaded pencil red.&lt;br /&gt;so dont hurry to spellcheck me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've given up studying,&lt;br /&gt;when all i'd do is waste my time trying.&lt;br /&gt;i can't concentrate when i'm home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you might think i never noticed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but i can see your intentions from your moving lips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm sorry, but things happen for a reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayeaye. if you're still reading this post up til this point,&lt;br /&gt;i'm just glad that you're, even if vaguely, interested in the not so glamorous part of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-1399906550173510948?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1399906550173510948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=1399906550173510948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/1399906550173510948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/1399906550173510948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello-there-angel-from-my-nightmare.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-8860123645453526748</id><published>2007-06-14T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T22:16:14.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHUT THE FUCK UP AND LET ME STUDY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've never been this pissed in a long long longgggg while. seriously. the whole world's pitted against me studying. i finally managed to get started on studying at 2a.m last night, and my original plan was to study til 6 and sleep in til late. i even devised a brilliant timetable. 2-3a.m: integration, 3-4a.m: org chem, 4-4.30: break (that's when i blogged last night), 4.30-5.30a.m integration. 5.30: read org chem til i fall aslp. and guess what. my mom stomped into my room at 4.20 when i was using the comp and saw me usign the comp, so she insisted that i should go to sleep, or i would not get next week's allowance. argh. her reasoning was that i had to wake up early to look over the renovation works that would be goin on the next day. soo, i decided to postpone my study plan and just go to sleep first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye. then, my mom woke me up at 10a.m. i had no intentions of waking before 12p.m. so i had no choice agn, as she was goin out to buy stuff with my dad. so i had to be there to make sure that things were goin right. ayee. so i cooked a plate of fried rice and watched the the workers do their stuff. so interesting aye? then i tried to study in the hall, but it was so fucking noisy. i gave up studying. then, my parents came back at around 5p.m and asked me to go buy dinner. so i went to buy dinner, and the duck rice stall uncle mixed up my order. ayee, so my mom nagged and nagged on why did i get the wrong order. dinner end at 7. so did the renovation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised that my parents had no intention of renovting my cramped room. none at all. my mom just want a nicer kitchen, and my dad, a nicer work area. all they are doin for my room is the partial touchup for the wallpaper. and for that, i had to spend hours rearranging my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disrupted sleep, interupted study time, being forced to stay at home and get nagged at for reason yet known, all for NO REASON. MY ROOM IS EXACTLY THE SAME. i swear ah, i hate these 3 days. really. i so screwed for BT2 now, but i'm too pissed to think abt that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now tell me,&lt;br /&gt;did i have a bad day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SOMEBODY HELP ME PLEASE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-8860123645453526748?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8860123645453526748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=8860123645453526748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RnBQHLBup-I/AAAAAAAAAF0/KJycwdln7Qg/s1600-h/eff834b9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RnBQHLBup-I/AAAAAAAAAF0/KJycwdln7Qg/s400/eff834b9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075644864195897314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;now, THIS is a tribute to 06s09.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-8318575881141004613?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8318575881141004613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-1902402137262377956</id><published>2007-06-13T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T19:55:05.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/Rm_aybBup9I/AAAAAAAAAFs/3SlkPLSUUII/s1600-h/scream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/Rm_aybBup9I/AAAAAAAAAFs/3SlkPLSUUII/s320/scream.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075515864853161938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do you have the time to listen to me whine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's not that i never have a reason to emo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's just that i never find a reason to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-1902402137262377956?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1902402137262377956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=1902402137262377956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/1902402137262377956'/><link rel='self' 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style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baileys, poker, and everything nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye imeem. aft all the songs in imeem were reduced to a 30sec duration, i decided to remove it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye. i want to break free.&lt;br /&gt;with the piling workload,&lt;br /&gt;fun carries the burden of guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pubbing, partying, poker nights.&lt;br /&gt;all so distant now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've given up on setting a target for BT2.&lt;br /&gt;i KNOW im really dead this time round,&lt;br /&gt;my concentration level is at it's lowest.&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna quit trying to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's rock. not stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baileys, poker, and everything nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-4812491340358570198?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/4812491340358570198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=4812491340358570198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/4812491340358570198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/4812491340358570198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/06/baileys-poker-and-everything-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-7041177583734880452</id><published>2007-06-11T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T04:22:22.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I KNOW WHY CJ'S CHEM IS GOOD ALR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RmxDKrBup2I/AAAAAAAAAE0/XquakNwwwtg/s1600-h/cj.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RmxDKrBup2I/AAAAAAAAAE0/XquakNwwwtg/s400/cj.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074504730767435618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they set such out of the world questions! too cheem for us to understand! there's even a prequel to this question. wow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayee. this is not the first time saying it,&lt;br /&gt;but studying with friends can really be fun at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayee. the past few days emcompassed studying, study and more studying! okay, maybe just the past two days. i swear that's an achievement for me alr. and pudge wars is dangerously addictive! although i started off really bad at it, it's damn fun. i much better at it now. so no secret training needed. you guys can back off! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear ahh. girls these days are scary. okay, so a teacher stood up on them once. i shall not go into the details! i'm scared i'll be targetted next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayee, changi airport is DAMN CONDUSIVE. i studied for 6hrs over there. record breaking stuff man. "impossible is nothing!" and who said that all these commercials were thrash talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's some pictures of our night of studying at changi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayee, dont worry. it was only abriel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RmxFFbBup4I/AAAAAAAAAFE/0gP0_D-mWqg/s1600-h/DSC00796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RmxFFbBup4I/AAAAAAAAAFE/0gP0_D-mWqg/s320/DSC00796.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074506839596377986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayee. internationality and interracial mingling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RmxFFrBup5I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uAAQ1Rli1Qc/s1600-h/DSC00797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RmxFFrBup5I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uAAQ1Rli1Qc/s320/DSC00797.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074506843891345298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally we caught up with our sleep at the viewing mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RmxFF7Bup6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/_N8RWzPGNwU/s1600-h/DSC00799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RmxFF7Bup6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/_N8RWzPGNwU/s320/DSC00799.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074506848186312610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RmxEFbBup3I/AAAAAAAAAE8/CZf7I6hLx3c/s1600-h/DSC00798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RmxEFbBup3I/AAAAAAAAAE8/CZf7I6hLx3c/s320/DSC00798.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074505740084750194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally, the sunrise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RmxFGLBup7I/AAAAAAAAAFc/aa7YTGHHeu8/s1600-h/DSC00801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RmxFGLBup7I/AAAAAAAAAFc/aa7YTGHHeu8/s320/DSC00801.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074506852481279922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so it's wasnt that clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RmxFGbBup8I/AAAAAAAAAFk/_XyDMOPGUns/s1600-h/DSC00802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RmxFGbBup8I/AAAAAAAAAFk/_XyDMOPGUns/s320/DSC00802.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074506856776247234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUDY LA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-7041177583734880452?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/7041177583734880452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=7041177583734880452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/7041177583734880452'/><link 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style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hey Mr. Curiosity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;_________&lt;/span&gt;is it true what they've been saying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;well, are you killing me&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;_____________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you took care of the cat already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-1578009239085982839?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1578009239085982839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>cat highs days,&lt;br /&gt;jc daze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haa. nth is guailan as compared to days in cat high i swear. jc days are just dull, and most of the times, peeps are in a daze, stoningg away. yepp. i'm still disturbed by the movie. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GONG JIAO&lt;br /&gt;OI!&lt;br /&gt;GONG JIAO&lt;br /&gt;OI!&lt;br /&gt;GONG JIAO&lt;br /&gt;LAN JIAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EHHHH?!&lt;br /&gt;now where did that come from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days in green shorts&lt;br /&gt;better than tequilla shots&lt;br /&gt;okay, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;but in sa, i just rot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayee. please don't burn my rhymes.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just bored&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-7752803933078093673?l=musing-pumpkins.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-4366110133861502537.post-1788684945976576762</id><published>2007-06-07T04:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T04:53:53.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"ben! it's only 1 hr past the witch hour!"&lt;br /&gt;"omg, did the shadow just move?"&lt;br /&gt;"shit, i hear footsteps"&lt;br /&gt;"fuck! i thought i saw sth at that corner!"&lt;br /&gt;"eh. that route very dark"&lt;br /&gt;"I WANNA GO HOME!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye. these thoughts were running through my head all the way back home. this was undeniably one of the scariest trip home since the tarot card incident. ARGH. all these thanks to THE DESCENT. i have no idea who suggested this movie, but i'm disturbed, a tiny bit away from being traumatized. it's a movie abt humanoids, betrayal, gore, gore, gore, more gore, disturbing gore. ARRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayee. anyway, i've realised i'm starting to show signs of the "emo-blogger-syndrome" (that's means i blog only when i'm emo) because i'm just too lazy to blog when i'm having alot of fun. anyway, my house is in a state of mess from the renovation going on now, and i'm intending to stay at abriel's place for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love daydream. haa they're more than a band! we're like a close group of buddies. aye. diff between daydream and my class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daydream -&lt;br /&gt;"eh guys, movie night later?"&lt;br /&gt;"good idea, let's buy doritos!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my class -&lt;br /&gt;first sms : heyy! wanan have movie night on tues?&lt;br /&gt;reply: not free.&lt;br /&gt;second sms: movie night on fri?&lt;br /&gt;reply: not free.&lt;br /&gt;third sms: sat night?&lt;br /&gt;reply not free. you guys go ahead! (:&lt;br /&gt;(dont worry, the replies aren't that cold)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayee. it's not just a point of being not free, but i feel like i'm wasting sms-es since everyone appears offline, even if i put the msg in my msn nick. haa! frustrating! aye daydream, you guys rock my socks, nowhere else! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, movie night's cancelled! nobody's free. and i know i said this before, but i wont be organising anything alr, for real this time, maybe because i'm a lousy organiser. haa, all my life, outings have been spontaneous. so ya, anyway, i saw it coming. s27 is a socially active class. and i dont wanna put my mood down anymore, since i'd always anticipate the worst. i really admire s24 at times. AYE. you peeps don't need feel guilty or anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i wont worry my life away~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;________________&lt;/span&gt;jason mraz - the remedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayee. and i think i know who's the meanest person in class alr. who else but NGWEIYUN? ayee. i bet the whole world knows. and shuddup abriel! i'm going in scret training for pudge wars. you watch out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayokay. anyway, i'm organising the cage for next week! soccer enthusiasts, please contact me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo. i'm still disturbed by that fucking movie. and i've gotta sleep soon. study day tmr! argh.&lt;br /&gt;no humanoids, ben. nooooooooooo humanoids. i pray that i wont get nightmares.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-1788684945976576762?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1788684945976576762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=1788684945976576762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/1788684945976576762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/1788684945976576762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/06/ben-its-only-1-hr-past-witch-hour-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-6176674934618017174</id><published>2007-06-05T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T00:53:02.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's interesting how convos go lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boonliangszx&gt;Diamonds, Clubs, Hearts, but i only love the Ace of Spades. says:&lt;br /&gt;go back school sure tio zham by k&lt;br /&gt;these little things. says:&lt;br /&gt;haha k's your bestie what&lt;br /&gt;these little things. says:&lt;br /&gt;no problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boonliangszx&gt;Diamonds, Clubs, Hearts, but i only love the Ace of Spades. says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah, and i shall intro her to you&lt;br /&gt;these little things. says:&lt;br /&gt;haha no thanks&lt;br /&gt;these little things. says:&lt;br /&gt;miss choo fierce enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boonliangszx&gt;Diamonds, Clubs, Hearts, but i only love the Ace of Spades. says:&lt;br /&gt;lol she got catch hair wan meh&lt;br /&gt;these little things. says:&lt;br /&gt;YA&lt;br /&gt;these little things. says:&lt;br /&gt;she say my hair too short&lt;br /&gt;these little things. says:&lt;br /&gt;ask me grow longer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and abit misleading at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiyun (:                         you, HOCUS-Y POCUS-Y!! says:&lt;br /&gt;you got girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;weiyun (:                         you, HOCUS-Y POCUS-Y!! says:&lt;br /&gt;haha the song!&lt;br /&gt;these little things. says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;these little things. says:&lt;br /&gt;that was pretty misleading&lt;br /&gt;weiyun (:                         you, HOCUS-Y POCUS-Y!! says:&lt;br /&gt;SONG LARH! haha&lt;br /&gt;these little things. says:&lt;br /&gt;i dont have girlfriend ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and abit gay also&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wilson says:&lt;br /&gt;think i going to sleep already&lt;br /&gt;wilson says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;wilson says:&lt;br /&gt;see you tmr&lt;br /&gt;wilson says:&lt;br /&gt;i hope&lt;br /&gt;wilson says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;these little things. says:&lt;br /&gt;haha ayeee&lt;br /&gt;wilson says:&lt;br /&gt;nitez&lt;br /&gt;these little things. says:&lt;br /&gt;i know you hope to see me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AYE. S27 peeps. movie's night's will either be on fri or cancalled! cause weiyun wont be free for the next two weeks. aye. msg me if you can go! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's these little things that bear meanings deeper than reasonings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/boonliangszx&gt;&lt;/boonliangszx&gt;&lt;/boonliangszx&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-6176674934618017174?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/6176674934618017174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=6176674934618017174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/6176674934618017174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/6176674934618017174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-interesting-how-convos-go-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-9009347420671463992</id><published>2007-06-03T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T13:48:05.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;with a bit of luck, we don't need to give a flying fuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;______________&lt;/span&gt;the four-leaf clover's over my head,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm still not getting any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;_______________&lt;/span&gt;not one out four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;there, there.&lt;br /&gt;everybody goes through a rough patch once in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;just because you dont feel it,&lt;br /&gt;doesnt mean it isnt there.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&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;by the way, this has nothing to do with what's below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AYE. S27 PEEPS. MOVIE NIGHT'S POSTPONED. we'll discuss on tues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's real hard to organise stuff when 8 out of 10 times, 6 out of 10 peeps cant make it. argh, my bill can explode. on the other hand, doll master's quite a scary movie. boon almost pee-ed on his pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Drain the veins in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Clean out the reds in my eyes to get by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Security lines, the x-ray machine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pretend you don't know me so well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wont tell if you lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cry 'cause your droughts been brought up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Drinkin' 'cause you're lookin so good in your Starbuck's cup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I complain for the company that I keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The window's for sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rearrange well I'm nobody well who's laughing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the plane goes down, damn&lt;br /&gt;Well I remember where the love was found&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-9009347420671463992?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/9009347420671463992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=9009347420671463992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/9009347420671463992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/9009347420671463992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/06/aye.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-4208758053853866368</id><published>2007-06-03T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T01:09:06.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can't believe the amount of discipline i've gained. while dave and the rest are actually having a party at zach's place, I CHOSE TO STAY HOME and try to study. ayee i failed for the study part. argh. i ended up learning acoustic songs! jason mraz - plane and jack johnson better together. gosh i need an acoustic guitar badly. arrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekends lose abit of their fun when there's no epl. nothing much to disappoint you, nothing much to get you high and screaming. no more, "oh FUCK. why did you do that. damn tyco.", no more, "SEE THAT. THAT'S MAN UTD". haa although the glorious man utd part hasnt changed one bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayee. table tennis is the latest sports craze in hougang. haa i'm pretty sure everyone would get their ass kicked by xuanlei. but who cares? he's in CHINA having lotsa fun now. and hopefully, he rmbed to get me a wallet. HOPEFULLY. aye. but seriously, all i wanna play now is soccer. soccersoccersoccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have this sudden urge to spend money. really suddenly. i restock my wardrobe, so abriel and i are planning a trip to malaysia. haa. time to relax! actually i've been relax pretty much lately. BEN, START YOUR ENGINE. dont worry, i dont talk to myself. ayee. anyways, went to the factory outlet at weiyun's place there tdy since it was on the way to the cafe which we wanted to study in, and we found out that from 11th june onwards, there would be a fox sale! haa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. the moral of the story tdy, is that i should stop wasting time! and sry guys for not goin for the party! i'd plan to cut down on my partying for quite awhile, so i'll probably be joining you all for 1 party! ayee. ben needs a sober mind to study, and to learn songs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, S27 PEEPS. MOVIE NIGHT AT WEIYUN'S PLACE THIS COMING TUES. SAME DAY AS WENJIE'S CIP. EQUALLY IMPORTANT. SO KEEP TUES NIGHT FREE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, you can't help thinking, "why not you"&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's because it's you!&lt;br /&gt;ayee. love's in the air, but i not taking in any. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-4208758053853866368?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/4208758053853866368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=4208758053853866368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/4208758053853866368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/4208758053853866368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/06/cant-believe-amount-of-discipline-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-5497974498271646599</id><published>2007-06-02T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T02:21:07.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. so i've CHANGED my blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;basically simplified it.&lt;br /&gt;added back my tagboard, due to complains.&lt;br /&gt;so please, dont be shy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it amazing how defensive people can get nowadays&lt;br /&gt;i've realised that when someone cracks a funny joke, a person's natural defense is to exclaim: "damn lame la!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye. so days have been holiday-ish. out for whole days, and not studying. my studying engine's at gear 0.1 now i think. can't study at all! haa. on the other hand. been practising my bass and guitar like hell lately. haa inspired by SHOT! anyways, i feel real guilty not studying, and i finally started abit tdy. haa studying kakis please? ayee, my class peeps are just to busy to study, or maybe it's me. so anyone!! srjc, cjc, preferably rjc or vjc, please call me out to study! im really screwed for block test 2 i swear. i just pray for 35 points. haa. on the other hand, music has suddenly taken priority. comeon ben, STUDY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayee. so janice has asked me to organise some movie night. so s27 peeps, the tagboard is revived. so use it! that is, if you peeps are actually free. i know you are all busy people. anyway, i doubt you all want a house party anyway right? so i think i'm scrapping that idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M TIRED OF TRYING TO ORGANISE THINGS LA. nobody voices out.&lt;br /&gt;it's the hols. i wanna have fun. studying's a big enough chore for me to handle alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and. i reallyreally wanna play soccer. argh.&lt;br /&gt;SOCCER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i got the point for awhile already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so you dont need to emphasize anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-5497974498271646599?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/5497974498271646599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=5497974498271646599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/5497974498271646599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/5497974498271646599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/06/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-887248444806339441</id><published>2007-05-29T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T13:55:48.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>come and see, i'd swear by now,&lt;br /&gt;i'm playing time, against my troubles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTLY, TO HIDE THE FACT THAT NOBODY CARES ABOUT ME AND NOBODY READS MY BLOG, I HAVE DELETED MY TAGBOARD. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepp. when you're alone at night,&lt;br /&gt;things really kick in inside your head.&lt;br /&gt;i think too much at times.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe it's because i'd haven been answered in awhile&lt;br /&gt;if you thought silence means consent&lt;br /&gt;my case might just prove otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;damnn. who said unique's an attribute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. days have really been crazy lately! whoo. fri, boon came over to learn a lesson in burnout revenge and pro evo. he brought along one of the worse movies i could ever watch! BLOOD RAYNE.  an absolutely cliche movie, where you can predict every single part of the movie. worse still, there wasnt a proper ending. darn. do not ever watch this movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat! now this is a pretty long day! i was supposed to gym with briel, but he woke up late. okay, i woke up late too. haa. so we just assumed that gyming was cancelled. now that's band chemistry! yepp. so we went to bugis in the afternoon to help abriel earn his freaking brownie points, as candice was leaving for bintan on tues. of course, dave and i managed to get some of the stuff we wanted. ayee. so we went to arab street. AYE, that's absolutely one of the COOLEST PLACE i've been. haa the concepts of all the boutiques are simply zen. and the style of all the people there is just a level above us. darn. i just love that place. makes me feel like i ought to level up. AYE, so we did what we went there for. shesha. haa awesome "orgasmic" feeling, the taste in your mouth just lingers, sweet and fruity! haa i tried to get high and final managed to in the end. then, i went to find boon and wilson at dhoby, then we went to get the "orgasmic" wanton noodles, played pool, went to bens n jerry's to get an icecream and enjoy the "orgasmic" live band. and went o catch the midnight movie, "PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN". awesome movie. (: simply and orgasmic day. aye, "orgasminc" was as quoted by boon. we took the night rider home, and it was around 3-4 a.m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepp. sunday was the most stressless sunday in awhile. no pre-school blues, no assignments hovering in my head. whoo. so i went to play lan with a couple of my old friends at raiders. i simply suck at lan now. what dota?! dota, bo lam pa la! (: haa. then i met boon for dinner and we went to kovan for our delicious dinner. the food at kovan just kicks ass! then we borrowed 2 movies, Nacho Libre and Flushed. haa, so aft boon got thrashed hands down at pro evo for 5 games, we went to watch nacho libre. haa totally sensely an hilarious movie. JACK BLACK'S A DICK, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today ohhh, today. aft the o lvl chi ppr, we went to bugis for lunch, then we went over to bras brasah to look at our acoustic guitars! so, i found a few targets there, and we went over to peninsula to look at more guitars. haa. so i've narrowed down to 5 guitars! (: and i'm low on cash, so im gonna start collecting cash form those who owe me soon. sry guys! haa so on the way back on the train, me and marcus were doing our usual crap and we started taking stupid photos.  and here it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RlsVC3uy0UI/AAAAAAAAADs/73PsTgZ3QlE/s1600-h/warp%2816%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RlsVC3uy0UI/AAAAAAAAADs/73PsTgZ3QlE/s200/warp%2816%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069668944599765314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RlsVDHuy0VI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WKenZre7UNs/s1600-h/warp%2817%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RlsVDHuy0VI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WKenZre7UNs/s200/warp%2817%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069668948894732626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and while we were taking the photos, some dumb indian kept staring amusingly. what a dick. haa. so we went for music ministry aft that. and we had a affirming session. really interesting. haa we formed a grp and cheered for any adjectives mentioned. i really really wanna jam guys! yepp, then we went o play table tennis under my blk. haven touched this game in a real long time. it's eally fun, i swear. so we end the game like just awhile ago. and here i am now, blogging my past few days of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE HOLIDAYS ARE FINALLY HERE!!!&lt;br /&gt;and im really living the life.&lt;br /&gt;the is the life i've been longing for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. bens and jerrys tmr, SHOT!'s performing. 9-10. pls go and watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to all the s27 peeps that might stumble upon this blog.&lt;br /&gt;do you guys want a hse party at my place?&lt;br /&gt;or a bbq and choc fondue?&lt;br /&gt;msg me if you want!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-887248444806339441?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/887248444806339441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=887248444806339441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/887248444806339441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/887248444806339441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/05/come-and-see-id-swear-by-now-im-playing.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RlsVC3uy0UI/AAAAAAAAADs/73PsTgZ3QlE/s72-c/warp%2816%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-6793936491203945245</id><published>2007-05-24T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T23:03:52.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>soccersoccersoccersoccersoccersoccersoccersoccersoccersoccersoccersoccersoccersoccersoccersoccersoccersoccer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepp. soccer is the language of us all for now!&lt;br /&gt;sajc's soccer team is simply inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;great job guys!&lt;br /&gt;jem ong played an extremely good game tdy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for the street soocer tournament,&lt;br /&gt;good job team. we've really improved.&lt;br /&gt;haa at least we made it to the quarts!&lt;br /&gt;we really should play more often.&lt;br /&gt;soccer's the only thing on my mind for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haa. and i guess im up on luck too.&lt;br /&gt;went down to hougang mall to supposedly place bets yest,&lt;br /&gt;but they were closed!&lt;br /&gt;and in the end, i would have lost my bet!&lt;br /&gt;whoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when hols are coming,&lt;br /&gt;everything just seems so bright, i swear (:&lt;br /&gt;but when your all alone at night,&lt;br /&gt;you cant help thinking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-6793936491203945245?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/6793936491203945245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=6793936491203945245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/6793936491203945245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/6793936491203945245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/05/soccersoccersoccersoccersoccersoccersoc.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-9068440739021282761</id><published>2007-05-20T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T22:43:00.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i logged in to friendster aft countless mths tdy.&lt;br /&gt;and im shocked at the changes!&lt;br /&gt;dint know there were so many new functions.&lt;br /&gt;but one thing that dint change was the ahbeng/ahlian lang.&lt;br /&gt;they still type in aLt cApS. eUuxX still represents you, and LuRbEx still represent loves.&lt;br /&gt;oh sry, correction. dEy* not they.&lt;br /&gt;yepp.&lt;br /&gt;i really wonder how they manage the alt caps thingy!&lt;br /&gt;it's so troublesome. perhaps they should shift the time trying to alt cap their msg to maybe sth called studying?&lt;br /&gt;yea. maybe that's why they are called bengs/lians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sth called studying.&lt;br /&gt;what exactly is that?&lt;br /&gt;it sounds very distant to me.&lt;br /&gt;maybe because the last time i did that was for promos?&lt;br /&gt;yepp.&lt;br /&gt;let's not get to love.&lt;br /&gt;haa that's more than distant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, neil gaiman's an awesome author.&lt;br /&gt;probably one of the best.&lt;br /&gt;get his books.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not stating the book titles,&lt;br /&gt;cause they're all darn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i really miss playing soccer veryveryveryveryveryveryveryvery much.&lt;br /&gt;played soccer on sat.&lt;br /&gt;and im still think abt it now.&lt;br /&gt;playing soccer every single day aft sch with danny, ambrose and all the rest.&lt;br /&gt;i really miss playing soccer.&lt;br /&gt;and danny went on to do us proud by getting into the soccer team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant study when i'm home.&lt;br /&gt;it not me, really. it's my room.&lt;br /&gt;oh now that was lame (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if only daydreams could cross borders to become reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and dreams could realize one day into deja vus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;then you'll be right here now, and always.&lt;br /&gt;please, nake me give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-9068440739021282761?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/9068440739021282761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-7722649738170935889</id><published>2007-05-20T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T02:00:48.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;HUH?&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S CAMWHORE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/Rk85DHuy0TI/AAAAAAAAADk/H2EKnz44AMY/s1600-h/bags.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/Rk85DHuy0TI/AAAAAAAAADk/H2EKnz44AMY/s400/bags.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066330831592804658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess this summarizes half my day.&lt;br /&gt;haa. the other half was spent playing soccer!&lt;br /&gt;i really love playing soccer.&lt;br /&gt;haa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so lately things have made me wonder.&lt;br /&gt;guys goin aft girls. guys fretting over girls.&lt;br /&gt;yepp. all these are normal!&lt;br /&gt;but keep your sanity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;cause if you were me! i'm trying my best knowing that i have no chance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;but she's worth it all. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaa. sooo, im prempting sth.&lt;br /&gt;GIRLS AND GUYS CAN EXIST AS FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;haa i'll bet some petty little peeps can't believe that!&lt;br /&gt;haa i'm alright with scandals. it's normal.&lt;br /&gt;but dont use it as a method to pick up your girl yea?&lt;br /&gt;it's just not right!&lt;br /&gt;think of sth on your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm trying my best, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-7722649738170935889?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/7722649738170935889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=7722649738170935889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/7722649738170935889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/7722649738170935889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/2007/05/huh-whats-camwhore-i-guess-this.html' title=''/><author><name>losingrip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16323273590772640886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_zGi5_kPnWEI/Rk85DHuy0TI/AAAAAAAAADk/H2EKnz44AMY/s72-c/bags.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4366110133861502537.post-7844797844071325665</id><published>2007-05-18T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T02:43:29.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to all the soccer boys.&lt;br /&gt;you guys played real well and we're all proud of you!&lt;br /&gt;it was a really dramatic end,&lt;br /&gt;with a penalty shootout.&lt;br /&gt;but still. you guys played well.&lt;br /&gt;glen made an awesome save, and almost made a save in the first try!&lt;br /&gt;good job!&lt;br /&gt;pride of cat high 4-4! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;nth much happened tdy.&lt;br /&gt;but here's one of the most amazing songs i've heard (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aerosmith-amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I kept the right ones out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And let the wrong ones in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Had an angel of mercy to see me through all my sins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There were times in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When I was goin' insane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tryin' to walk through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When I lost my grip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I hit the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah, I thought I could leave but couldn't get out the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was so sick and tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Of a livin' a lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was wishin' that I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Would die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's Amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With the blink of an eye you finally see the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's Amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When the moment arrives that you know you'll be alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's Amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I'm sayin' a prayer for the desperate hearts tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That one last shot's a Permanent Vacation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And how high can you fly with broken wings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life's a journey not a destination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I just can't tell just what tomorrow brings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You have to learn to crawl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Before you learn to walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I just couldn't liten to all that righteous talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was out on the street,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just a tryin' to survive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'm almost used to solitude.&lt;br /&gt;just a little more, and i'll be numb.&lt;br /&gt;just a little more, and my heart might give up.&lt;br /&gt;things might be alright, in a little while.&lt;br /&gt;yepp. im a extremely dependent guy,&lt;br /&gt;who loves being loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YES I KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAI EMO LA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-7844797844071325665?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/7844797844071325665/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-4366110133861502537.post-8517533524748964593</id><published>2007-05-17T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T23:28:43.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lesson of the day: MAI EMO LA.&lt;br /&gt;yepp STOP BEING EMO.&lt;br /&gt;let's start a anti-emo campaign.&lt;br /&gt;emo people, you'll burn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/Rkxx63uy0SI/AAAAAAAAADc/u4qttDa25EA/s1600-h/emo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/Rkxx63uy0SI/AAAAAAAAADc/u4qttDa25EA/s320/emo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065548937091535138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haa i think i should delete my previous blog entries!&lt;br /&gt;ooh, the irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepp. so today the co-pilot of SQ006 came to our sch to give a talk.&lt;br /&gt;for those who dont know, SQ006 was the plane that crashed in taiwan.&lt;br /&gt;just think abt the trials he endured.&lt;br /&gt;scrutiny, guilt, prosecution.&lt;br /&gt;so you see,&lt;br /&gt;MAI EMO LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haa i'm sorry daydream!&lt;br /&gt;i only knew the songlist on tues.&lt;br /&gt;and my timetable's packed.&lt;br /&gt;i SWEAR i'll master them by next thurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap. so i NOT tired now.&lt;br /&gt;i've been awake since 6.30 and been running around and studying since then, without a tinge of eyeshut.&lt;br /&gt;yepp. studied in the lib with linna til abt 5.30&lt;br /&gt;ended up playing some word game for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;and nope she DID NOT lose.&lt;br /&gt;yea. then i rushed back for jamming.&lt;br /&gt;and you all know what happened aft that!&lt;br /&gt;i am NOT tired. no i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;argh maths test tmr.&lt;br /&gt;DAMNIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-8517533524748964593?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8517533524748964593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4366110133861502537&amp;postID=8517533524748964593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/8517533524748964593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4366110133861502537/posts/default/8517533524748964593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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"okay i've done that before."&lt;br /&gt;then this skater came along and ollied the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;so i was like, "done that too."&lt;br /&gt;then the last biker came along.&lt;br /&gt;the second he left his first step,&lt;br /&gt;i knew he was dead.&lt;br /&gt;his bike flew off first.&lt;br /&gt;then he fell on the bike with the bar between his legs.&lt;br /&gt;naturally, being a beng, his first words were "cheeeeeeeeeeeebyeeeeeeeeeee. si eh tia"&lt;br /&gt;but i guessed he had shouted the wrong organ out.&lt;br /&gt;cause i was sure he was a beng and not a lian.&lt;br /&gt;how's that for sth new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for every cloud, there's a musical silver lining.&lt;br /&gt;at least for me, there's where my solace lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i give up, for real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;this time i'd just wish it's all over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;but deep inside it's still burning real bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;please, crash my hopes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. announcements!&lt;br /&gt;ECONS TUITION!&lt;br /&gt;anyone?&lt;br /&gt;i'm not blind.&lt;br /&gt;i can see from my report slip that econs is currently my worst subject.&lt;br /&gt;and anybody wanna form a band or acoustic set to take part in tapestry?&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE CONTACT ME.&lt;br /&gt;thanks (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4366110133861502537-8541514427685998685?l=musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musing-pumpkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8541514427685998685/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-4366110133861502537.post-2636107842016044382</id><published>2007-05-13T03:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T20:50:29.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ACHIEVEMENT!&lt;br /&gt;i studied from 12-3am last night!&lt;br /&gt;4hrs with just a little breaks here and there.&lt;br /&gt;whoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepp. so i'm starting my fitness regime tdy.&lt;br /&gt;went for 2 rounds at punggol park.&lt;br /&gt;and did a little workout here and there.&lt;br /&gt;i've gotta burn all the weight i've put on due to my i-passed-my-napha-already-so-i-dont-need-to-exercise attitude.&lt;br /&gt;yepp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i rushed down to drum fest 2007 at plaza sing.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what! i missed weilun's performance. yea. the stardard there was really high, and i heard that weilun bassist shreds more fluently than a guitarist.&lt;br /&gt;that was inspiring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaa. so we went on to get whatever stuff we wanted.&lt;br /&gt;my original and only purpose was to buy my mothers day present.&lt;br /&gt;but we really drifted.&lt;br /&gt;david rushed to fareast and topshop at wisma to get annabelle's little miss graphic tees. but they all ran out of sizes. argh.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to flesh imp. and oh we so shouldnt have done that.&lt;br /&gt;we got stuck there for pretty long. and i ended up buying myself a t-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;it took me awhile to realise that i had spent most of my cash away.&lt;br /&gt;and i'd found my dream phone, for now.&lt;br /&gt;N73!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RkYbz59ZCPI/AAAAAAAAADU/davy33KaRgU/s1600-h/n73.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGi5_kPnWEI/RkYbz59ZCPI/AAAAAAAAADU/davy33KaRgU/s320/n73.jpg" alt="" publishd="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063765409570294002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we followed dave to stussy at pacific plaza.&lt;br /&gt;then we ended up just wasting our time there.&lt;br /&gt;then dave rushed back to home for tuition.&lt;br /&gt;and it started raining real heavily.&lt;br /&gt;so we made our way to taka to get our mother's day presents.&lt;br /&gt;if you've noticed our routes, we'd actually been walking to-and-fro in town.&lt;br /&gt;i swear the crowd in town is scary, especially with the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that, we went to catch SPIDEY 3 at plaza sing.&lt;br /&gt;like FINALLY. after two damn weeks.&lt;br /&gt;yepp. NOONE wanted to watch the movie with me.&lt;br /&gt;"oh. my fren booked me alr."&lt;br /&gt;dont worry, i'm not emo-ing.&lt;br /&gt;yepp. it was good. but i think potc's gonna much MUCH BETTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to the airport to fetch zhihong.&lt;br /&gt;the arrival was supposedly at 1.25,&lt;br /&gt;so we wasted alot of time walking around the airport.&lt;br /&gt;only to realise his flight had been shifted an hour forward,&lt;br /&gt;and that he was waiting for us at the kopitiam.&lt;br /&gt;talk about miscommunication.&lt;br /&gt;then we ended up making a mess at burger king.&lt;br /&gt;haa, i miss secondary school days just looking at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. so zhihong is back,&lt;br /&gt;and daydream is back in red.&lt;br /&gt;watch out for us (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i just reached home awhile ago.&lt;br /&gt;and i've been wearing my contacts for 16 hours now.&lt;br /&gt;my eyes hurt like hell.&lt;br /&gt;3.56 am.&lt;br /&gt;haa goodnight world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one more thing.&lt;br /&gt;dont feel uncomfortable reading my blog.&lt;br /&gt;haa. i get over things pretty fas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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