<?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-8478973632934819329</id><updated>2011-07-07T19:08:09.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>medic next door</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>108</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-4651090292756905393</id><published>2010-05-18T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T06:37:01.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THIS BLOG IS NO LONGER BEING USED! PLEASE GO TO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://medic-next-door.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;http://medic-next-door.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FOR MY NEW AND MORE ACTIVE BLOG! THANKS FOR VISITING! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-4651090292756905393?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/4651090292756905393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/4651090292756905393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-blog-is-no-longer-being-used.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-8917854690501274309</id><published>2010-04-14T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T06:59:23.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This will be the last post i ever will have in this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why. There's so many reasons that i just can't be bothered to list out here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry guys. No one is gonna weep that i close this blog down. cos NO ONE knows its here or it even exists. I shall stop being a suicide angel. I'm a new man now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-8917854690501274309?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/8917854690501274309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/8917854690501274309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-will-be-last-post-i-ever-will-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-6579820512821882067</id><published>2010-01-30T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T05:47:32.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Listening to this emo song. Its on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt sad, but don't know why? Its the worst feeling to experience. Because if you don't know what makes you cry, then how do you stop crying? So many things can make you feel freakin depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i don't know which part of my life makes me down and out... or is it everything that has happened in my life that forces me down on my knees. Lately, its been alot of small worries linked together to form one whole worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have i been so over passionate that i didn't practise moderation? That now i'm feeling the full effects of being too into something? And even worse, being too into 2 things instead of 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentines day is just around the corner. whoopee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, its nothing to celebrate. I don't have to tell you what V'day means to me. But just know that it contains one of my memories from last year. A physical one at that too. It was a good day that time, but being reminded of that good day makes me feel god-awful bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me. I've let go of these stuff already. What's left is just memories. And every potential chance to see those memories in real life again just disappears just as it seems like it would come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This coming 7th febuary, i'll be singing my heart out for Buddhist Fellowship Youth's Friendship day celebration (supposed to be V'day by right...). Hope it gives me some kind of release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, my main interest is in singing. Sometimes i sing out aloud to myself. People say that i sing beautifully. But that's besides the point... sometimes i just feel like singing to someone to just to a small audience who appreciates vocal talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish i can just come home to some place or someone i can love/care about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-6579820512821882067?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/6579820512821882067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/6579820512821882067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2010/01/listening-to-this-emo-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-4218083524611456800</id><published>2010-01-16T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T09:40:20.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONEREPUBLIC LYRICS - Mercy</title><content type='html'>'Mercy' by One Republic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel of Mercy&lt;br /&gt;How did you find me?&lt;br /&gt;Where did you read my story?&lt;br /&gt;Pulled from the papers&lt;br /&gt;Desperate and hardened&lt;br /&gt;seeking a momentary fix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted to say&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted to do&lt;br /&gt;Is fall apart now&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted to feel&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to love&lt;br /&gt;Its all my fault now&lt;br /&gt;A Tragedy I fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel of Mercy&lt;br /&gt;How did you find me?&lt;br /&gt;How did you pick me up again?&lt;br /&gt;Angel of Mercy&lt;br /&gt;How did you move me?&lt;br /&gt;Why am I on my feet again?&lt;br /&gt;And I see you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa Whoa Whoa&lt;br /&gt;I feel you&lt;br /&gt;Whoa Whoa Whoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before just the daylight&lt;br /&gt;Come and I stand by&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to catch the quickest plane&lt;br /&gt;Fly me to nowhere&lt;br /&gt;it's better than somewhere&lt;br /&gt;That's where I've been and nothing's changed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted to say&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted to do&lt;br /&gt;Is fall apart now&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted to feel&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to love&lt;br /&gt;Its all my fault now&lt;br /&gt;A Tragedy for sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel of Mercy&lt;br /&gt;How did you find me?&lt;br /&gt;How did you pick me up again?&lt;br /&gt;Angel of Mercy&lt;br /&gt;How did you move me?&lt;br /&gt;Why am I on my feet again?&lt;br /&gt;And I see you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa&lt;br /&gt;I feel you&lt;br /&gt;Whoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lost in you&lt;br /&gt;A tragedy seemed to be over now&lt;br /&gt;A tragedy it seemed to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel of Mercy&lt;br /&gt;How did you find me?&lt;br /&gt;How did you pick me up again?&lt;br /&gt;Angel of Mercy&lt;br /&gt;How did you move me?&lt;br /&gt;Why am I on my feet again?&lt;br /&gt;And I see you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa&lt;br /&gt;I feel you&lt;br /&gt;Whoa&lt;br /&gt;I feel you&lt;br /&gt;Oh Whoa&lt;br /&gt;I feel you&lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh Oh"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-4218083524611456800?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/onerepublic/mercy.html' title='ONEREPUBLIC LYRICS - Mercy'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/4218083524611456800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/4218083524611456800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2010/01/onerepublic-lyrics-mercy.html' title='ONEREPUBLIC LYRICS - Mercy'/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-2918425246818213483</id><published>2010-01-14T02:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T02:41:41.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Choice of Courses&lt;br /&gt;Exam Sitting(s): 2008&lt;br /&gt;1 - T04 AVIATION MANAGEMENT &amp;amp; SERVICES (TEMASEK POLYTECHNIC)&lt;br /&gt;2 - C52 AEROSPACE SYSTEMS AND MANAGEMENT (NANYANG POLYTECHNIC)&lt;br /&gt;3 - S50 INTEGRATED EVENTS &amp;amp; PROJECT MANAGEMENT (SINGAPORE POLYTECHNIC)&lt;br /&gt;4 - N40 LEISURE &amp;amp; BUSINESS FACILITIES MANAGEMENT (NGEE ANN POLYTECHNIC)&lt;br /&gt;5 - C67 HOSPITALITY &amp;amp; TOURISM MANAGEMENT (NANYANG POLYTECHNIC)&lt;br /&gt;6 - C93 MEDIA STUDIES &amp;amp; MANAGEMENT (NANYANG POLYTECHNIC)&lt;br /&gt;7 - N87 ADVERTISING &amp;amp; PUBLIC RELATIONS (NGEE ANN POLYTECHNIC)&lt;br /&gt;8 - T28 INTEGRATED FACILITY MANAGEMENT (TEMASEK POLYTECHNIC)&lt;br /&gt;9 - S95 HOTEL &amp;amp; LEISURE FACILITIES MANAGEMENT (SINGAPORE POLYTECHNIC)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these are the choices i applied for a couple of days ago for the JAE 2010. I'm so lucky to still have those 9 points L1R4 man... like my dad said:"You choose the instituition. Not the institution chooses you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JC has been a mistake. A very long mistake which took a year to rectify. The A level system can go and kiss my ass goodbye! Most probably this choice i'm making will undo everything, make me a new man. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course i'll be at least 2 years older than everyone else, but what the heck. I'm better off in poly than JC i guess. Hope the girls over there like older, mature guys. xD (joking!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, i did this without my parents knowing and probably i'll have to discuss this whole choices thing again before i go amend it. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for SRDC Task Force 5 meeting now. Gotta go. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-2918425246818213483?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/2918425246818213483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/2918425246818213483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2010/01/choice-of-courses-exam-sittings-2008-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-400512203119719985</id><published>2010-01-06T02:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T02:25:56.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dear everyone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't know how long it has been, but time certainly robbed me of things I never knew you all had. The truth is that it stings me really hard, to know (yet never know) how much i've missed; when and how much did you all grow, how much more you all have learnt and matured, how many laughs and cries did i not see, how many new friends you all have made, how have you all been coping, and the every-hows that come along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;People come and go and although i'd hate to admit....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You all are sorely missed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Medic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-400512203119719985?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/400512203119719985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/400512203119719985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2010/01/dear-everyone-i-dont-know-how-long-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-4907534309691696657</id><published>2010-01-03T03:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T03:26:41.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't know how this is going to turn out. It just seems so hard to continue this friendship. She tells other people things that only close friends will talk about. REALLY good friends. I just found out the news from my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The thought of it just boggles my mind. At the same time, it just frustrates me and makes me want to scream. Yeah it's that bad. So I really don't know what's happening now. I still feel attached to her because I guess I still hold a small place in my heart for her. After all that's happened, how the hell am I supposed to face her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Being what she is now, I guess I shouldn't complain. Now she has this new emotion to overcome and deal with. I just wish I was a better person than I was in the past. Now there's someone I swore who looked like her during my VI retreat. It just makes me think of her. I don't know whether to be depressed or be glad at that fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can just give up right now. But I just stop myself because he's there to push me and egg me on to not lose hope. He probably needs me to help him get her back up on her feet. What's in it for me? See her get up on her feet and continue how it was when we almost have stopped continuing to communicate with her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I don't know, I just feel the urge to help because I can't stand to see her, or anyone else for that matter, suffer like this. Then again, he's closer to her than I am. When can I and she ever be back to what we were before? This lovesick feeling is just getting on my nerves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I do this for the sake of my morals. I do this for the sake of my principles as a person. I do this for the sake of compassion. I do this for the sake of making her happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You know what? Probably I'll just get the hell with it and just help her along as he sees fit. When she becomes happy and normal again, I'll just fade back into the background. I do this because she has a special place in my heart. After this, I'm letting of her. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's no use continuing. I'm just a guy. What difference can I make? I'm just helping along. Sometimes I wonder why I even go back to RCY in the first place. It's mindboggling. Probably I just go because of the temporary satisfaction and fun it gives me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My purpose, commitment and dedication to RCY could be in question right now. See how things become all so complicated and tangles up? For me it's already a lot to handle psychologically. I don't know how girls do it. It's a wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Back to the topic. I'm all over it now. This could probably be the last straw and that's it. If I ever continue, it's a wonder. I would probably be amazed or I would just get depressed and doing stuff like writing this stupid blog entry again and again and again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess what I can do now is just wait and see what happens. I've made a lot of mistakes already, so probably I guess this is what I deserve. Whether this continues I don't know. Life is always unpredictable.  I'm just a suicide angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-4907534309691696657?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/4907534309691696657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/4907534309691696657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-dont-know-how-this-is-going-to-turn.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-8450541808078057087</id><published>2010-01-01T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T09:42:35.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook | Your Notes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?v=app_2347471856&amp;amp;ref=profile&amp;amp;id=591347749#/notes.php?id=591347749&amp;amp;start=10"&gt;Facebook  Your Notes&lt;/a&gt;: "Using only song names from ONE ARTIST, cleverly answer these questions. Pass it on to 15 people and include me. Try not to repeat a song title. It's a lot harder than you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick your artist:&lt;br /&gt;Westlife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you male or female:&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what makes a man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe yourself:&lt;br /&gt;Fool again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;I have a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe where you currently live:&lt;br /&gt;Us against the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could go anywhere, where would you go:&lt;br /&gt;Fly me to the moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite form of transportation:&lt;br /&gt;Flying without wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your best friend is:&lt;br /&gt;Loneliness knows me by name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite color is:&lt;br /&gt;When you're looking like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the weather like:&lt;br /&gt;Seasons in the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite time of day:&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your life was a TV show, what would it be called:&lt;br /&gt;What do they know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is life to you:&lt;br /&gt;Obvious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the best advice you have to give:&lt;br /&gt;Open your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could change your name, what would it be:&lt;br /&gt;Angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite food is:&lt;br /&gt;Thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought for the Day:&lt;br /&gt;Heart without a home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I would like to die:&lt;br /&gt;Evergreen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soul's present condition:&lt;br /&gt;walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My motto:&lt;br /&gt;Can't lose what you never had"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-8450541808078057087?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?v=app_2347471856&amp;ref=profile&amp;id=591347749#/notes.php?id=591347749&amp;start=10' title='Facebook | Your Notes'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/8450541808078057087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/8450541808078057087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2010/01/facebook-your-notes.html' title='Facebook | Your Notes'/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-882903005347210548</id><published>2009-12-31T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T21:40:37.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its the new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially 19 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn... lao liao... :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year has been a roller coaster ride for me and probably a few others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, i'm just wallowing in some certain worry, and anxiousness. Probably something i might or might not need to have worried about at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting afresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, its still the same analogy: Its like resetting your computer to its factory settings. But there will always be applications that stay on your computer. Certain applications you don't want in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get the idea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you did then good for you. If not then that's too bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you all at the VI retreat tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-882903005347210548?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/882903005347210548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/882903005347210548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-8651034857979621649</id><published>2009-12-21T04:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T04:46:24.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no post</title><content type='html'>Wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a long long long time since i posted here. god....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, a brief update on what i've been doing for the hols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from my Vietnam school trip on the 15th. Before that i went to attend my cousin's wedding in M'sia, thereby missing my BFYouth camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have like about 100+ pictures of my trip in Vietnam, so expect me to blog about my 9 whole days of hell down there plus pictures to go with it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog again soon... but know that i'm alright :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All fall down" By Onerepublic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step out the door at it feels like rain,&lt;br /&gt;that's the sound (that's the sound) on your window pane&lt;br /&gt;Take to the streets but you can't ignore&lt;br /&gt;That's the sound (that's the sound) you're waiting for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel that your wall starts crashing down&lt;br /&gt;Whenever your wall starts crashing down&lt;br /&gt;Whenever your wall starts crashing down&lt;br /&gt;That's where you find me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, god love your soul and your aching bones&lt;br /&gt;Take a breath, take a step, meet me down below&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's the same&lt;br /&gt;My fingers to our toes&lt;br /&gt;We just can't get it right&lt;br /&gt;But we're on a road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ever your wall starts crashing down,&lt;br /&gt;Whenever your wall starts crashing down&lt;br /&gt;Whenever your wall starts crashing down&lt;br /&gt;That's where you find me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, lost till you found&lt;br /&gt;Swim till you drown&lt;br /&gt;Know that we all fall down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love till you hate&lt;br /&gt;Jump till you break&lt;br /&gt;Know that we all fall down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ever your wall starts crashing down&lt;br /&gt;Whenever your wall starts crashing down&lt;br /&gt;Whenever your wall starts crashing down&lt;br /&gt;That's where you find me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, lost till you found&lt;br /&gt;Swim till you drown&lt;br /&gt;Know that we all fall down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love till you hate&lt;br /&gt;Jump till you break&lt;br /&gt;Know that we all fall down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All fall down, we all fall down, all fall down, we all fall down, all fall down, all fall down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost till you found&lt;br /&gt;Swim till you drown&lt;br /&gt;Know that we all fall down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love till you hate&lt;br /&gt;Jump till you break&lt;br /&gt;Know that we all fall down&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-8651034857979621649?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/8651034857979621649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/8651034857979621649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/12/long-time-no-post.html' title='Long time no post'/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-8194310448397154923</id><published>2009-11-15T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T22:46:54.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time no blog huh? well...its been only about a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently i went to Changi airport with my BFY friends to see off another BFY memeber, Huey Yee, to Thailad to meet up with her parents over there. She's a fellow singer-in-training and will be gone for a month. So can't wait for her to come back together with everyone else from their hols for BFY december youth camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404555840629108850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SwDW5wl18HI/AAAAAAAAATA/EABynP8aEKs/s400/Team+Mongallana+pic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sadly though, there's also another person in BFY who left a bit earlier and she's Minn hwei. I kinda like felt sad for her cos we sent off Huey yee when she's just leaving for a month when Minn hwei was leaving s'pore until next year. :/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haiz... but its over now. Just have to wait till she comes back (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just came back yesterday from a sleepover at BFY over the weekend. Watched "The Last Samurai" and "UP" together with everyone. The shows were nice, especially the former. Furthermore i talked with my buddies at the rooftop until it was 4am in the morning before turning it for the night. Even before that some of us already went to the nearby indian shop to have some "teh si bing" and prata. xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All in all it was a good time (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wish i could have stayed there longer though. I kinda like these kind of sleepovers and don't really like the regimented style of camps. :X I wish camps could be more free-and-easy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just to end off... i have been thinking about whether "nice guys finish last"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Is it true?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmm....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-8194310448397154923?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/8194310448397154923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/8194310448397154923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/11/hi-everyone-long-time-no-blog-huh-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SwDW5wl18HI/AAAAAAAAATA/EABynP8aEKs/s72-c/Team+Mongallana+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-4218644057026595365</id><published>2009-11-10T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T17:09:42.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi guys! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My oral presentation is over! Yayness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How it went? well it was fine xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other groups that presented before mine didn't go thru well, partly because they gave to much information until there was nothing easy for the assesors to answer. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end they were given all the really really chim questions. (They stunned there for about a minute or so after hearing the questions.... NOT GOOD!) So i kinda pitied them. :X Well its all over now! The only thing that's left it Insights and Reflections (I&amp;amp;R) and everything will be done by the end of this week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This saturday BF's gonna have a movie sleepover! Gonna show all the inspirational movies like "Coach Carter" and "The longest yard" although i would prefer watching action movies like "Push" xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait to get all my school activities over and done with so i can be really really free! I'm SO LOOKING FORWARD TO EVERYTHING! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah... i was playing around in class with my friend's toy Domo (as shown below) and went around placing the Domo at cute angles and taking snapshots of it. So its gonna look like a "spot domo!" game. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy spotting domo! xD&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402519892244115090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SvmbN90xLpI/AAAAAAAAARw/o9S_aXsljpc/s400/P1030169.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402523532634961074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/Svmeh3VlNLI/AAAAAAAAAS4/ldmmw0OeqHI/s400/P1030183.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402523526872428978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/Svmehh3r8bI/AAAAAAAAASw/jHaXC4VvBOY/s400/P1030180.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402523518214008178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SvmehBnW7XI/AAAAAAAAASo/nxHjD8D5Uig/s400/P1030179.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402523513090863698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/Svmeguh58lI/AAAAAAAAASg/DSbJw3rgiaA/s400/P1030178.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402523505945814930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SvmegT6ZJ5I/AAAAAAAAASY/J_6W_xPO5r0/s400/P1030177.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402519909405636514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SvmbO9wZN6I/AAAAAAAAASI/L-vaVbLWDjs/s400/P1030174.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402519915022062530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SvmbPSrdE8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/BuYDHBNW2nQ/s400/P1030175.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402519904061898082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SvmbOp2WPWI/AAAAAAAAASA/_v-LuUym-KU/s400/P1030173.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402519893315873698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SvmbOB0S66I/AAAAAAAAAR4/-Gxbb3xGl6w/s400/P1030172.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Save Me" - By Corrinne May&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I burn, i drift, i fly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when you sing lullabies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm helpless, i'm yearning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm like putty on your hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I laugh, i dream, i cry&lt;br /&gt;When you take on a roller coaster ride&lt;br /&gt;You see me through and through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see just who i am&lt;br /&gt;Just take my hand and....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save me from this place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heaven knows i'm falling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For you, my sweet embrace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heaven knows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heaven knows I've been waiting for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a dream that i&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was falling from the sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 90 miles an hour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was bound to crash and die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you came out of nowhere and rescued me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There must be some grace in the touch of your face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so happy that i've found you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm no longer afraid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh cause you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Save me from this place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heaven knows i'm falling &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For you my sweet embrace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heaven knows &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heaven knows i'm falling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before i met you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life was slo-mo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So slo-mo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i thought i had figured it out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you came and turned my whole world upside-down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Save me from this place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heaven knows i'm falling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For you my sweet embrace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heaven knows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heaven knows i'm falling &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x2)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-4218644057026595365?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/4218644057026595365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/4218644057026595365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/11/hi-guys-my-oral-presentation-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SvmbN90xLpI/AAAAAAAAARw/o9S_aXsljpc/s72-c/P1030169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-6377542439410258701</id><published>2009-11-06T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T07:12:28.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not blogging much. Been busy preparing for my A level Project Work Oral presentation which is this monday. I've also been busy with my Vietnam trip, and tomorrow i'm gonna go to Bukit Timah Hill for another round of hiking. This time, with a 7kg pack instead of a 5kg pack fom last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The JC pace has slowed down since my Promo's ended. I used to be rushing for my project work for the past couple of weeks but now all i need to do is talk infront of a few teachers, stay back as audience till afternoon and that's it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life seems to go a little slower, and now i've got more time for my Red Cross stuff and also my Buddhist Fellowship Youth events too. I'm gonna be in charge for next year's BF Youth Valentine's day celebration! So i'm gonna need to settle the music performances first! I'm going to perform too. So the song playing now? yeah... that's what i'm thinking of singing. Brings back memories. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a mini-crisis now. No i'm not emoing... its just something that's bothering me for the past few days. For the past few days i've realised that since i stopped studying, i can't find anything i can hope, protect and fight for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling's so strange, yet familiar. Like there's some kind of missing link inside me. And the fact that its been raining for the past few days, it just makes everything all moodier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like walking in the rain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Walking in the rain" &lt;em&gt;- By A1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting by the window&lt;br /&gt;Singing songs of love&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you were here because the memory's not enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wear my mask in silence&lt;br /&gt;Pretending i'm alright&lt;br /&gt;If you could see then you would be here standing by myside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;but girl you're the only one i need&lt;br /&gt;It may be hard along the way&lt;br /&gt;Its this feeling i get when blue skies turn to grey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like i'm walking in the rain&lt;br /&gt;I find myself trying to wash away the pain&lt;br /&gt;Cos i need you to give me some shelter&lt;br /&gt;Cos i'm fading away&lt;br /&gt;And baby, i'm walking in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single hour&lt;br /&gt;of every single day&lt;br /&gt;I need to cry my eyes so dry, i cry my tears away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't help but remember&lt;br /&gt;How you made me feel&lt;br /&gt;You dressed my soul and made me whole&lt;br /&gt;You made my life complete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;but girl you're the only one i need&lt;br /&gt;it may be hard along the way&lt;br /&gt;its this feeling i get when blue skies turn to grey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like i'm walking in the rain&lt;br /&gt;I find myself trying to wash away the pain&lt;br /&gt;Cos i need you to give me some shelter&lt;br /&gt;Cos i'm fading away&lt;br /&gt;And baby, i'm walking in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all we've said and done,&lt;br /&gt;remains the memories of day when life was fun&lt;br /&gt;And now that you are gone,&lt;br /&gt;i sit alone to watch the setting of the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like i'm walking in the rain&lt;br /&gt;i find myself trying to wash away the pain&lt;br /&gt;cos i need you to give me some shelter&lt;br /&gt;cos i'm fading away&lt;br /&gt;and baby i'm walking in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said baby... i'm walking in the rain...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-6377542439410258701?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/6377542439410258701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/6377542439410258701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/11/hi-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-8486627019893443283</id><published>2009-10-29T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T22:13:58.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a difference a day makes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was JC1 commendation day. Officially the last day of school for everyone and a period of transistion from students in J1 going to J2. But it actually isn't really the last day. We still have to come back to school periodically for PW and next monday is my A level chinese exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's just something out of place: I'm not going to J2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like everyone whom i have told and those who have seen my blog, you guys should know by now that i'm gonna retain first and drop out later if necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i'm not sure if i should be feeling sucky or happy for not being able to promote. Today i was aware of all this, but i felt somewhat indifferent about everything. Damn... feels like commendation day to me is a day to congratulate myself for retaining and still giving me a chance to go poly. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just sum up briefly my year long stint here in SRJC. I used to think that the people in JC are guys and gals who are study kings/queens. Now i know that they're actually just like you and me. Its just the system that requires and forces them to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people i've met so far, they've been the greatest bunch of JC lads i've met in my life. My whole perception of JC students have changed. SRJC isn't bad, it has a great student body and culture. Even the principal is great! He's charismatic, objective and damn knows how to do cartwheels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt that life isn't as enjoyable as it can be. I still have to study the best as i can, even in poly. If i want to get my parents blessings, i have to show them i can study hard regardless of being in JC or poly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, i've hoped that i can get a girl in JC. However time constraints just force me to NOT do that. For the year, i've learnt to recognise crushes and infatuations. And seriously, in the end i just find that i'd prefer to just be friends. It sucks... but i just gotta live with it. Probably i'm just a friendly, down the street, medic next door that everyone can be friends with. Nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're in JC, time flies too even if you're suffering and not having fun. Cos its always a rush rush rush lifestyle here in SRJC. Holidays are turned into study breaks and there doesn't seem to be any time to enjoy yourself in little pleasures. hell... i can't even do a 10 minute meditation after i wake up or before i sleep. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been attending BFYouth for as many sundays as i can. The group system is actually working and its more fun to be there now (: love my groupmates and i'll be joining them for the BFY december camp from 3 to 6 december before flying off to vietnam the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My overseas trip group people (also from SRJC) they are the best mates i can ever meet. We're the most bonded, enthu and noisiest group out of the rest. probably because we never knew each other from the start and there were no cliques to stop us from communicating openly. I love my group (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it for now. If i have more reflections i'll write them next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"What a difference a day made" - &lt;em&gt;By Jamie Cullum&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a difference a day made&lt;br /&gt;twenty four little hours&lt;br /&gt;bought the sun and the flowers&lt;br /&gt;where there used to be rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my yesterday was blue, dear&lt;br /&gt;today i'm a part of you, dear&lt;br /&gt;My lonely night are through, dear&lt;br /&gt;sinc you said you were mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what a difference a day made&lt;br /&gt;there's a rainbow before me&lt;br /&gt;skies above can't be stormy&lt;br /&gt;since that moment of bliss&lt;br /&gt;that thrilling kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its heaven when you find romance on you menu&lt;br /&gt;What a difference a day made&lt;br /&gt;and that difference is you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-8486627019893443283?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/8486627019893443283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/8486627019893443283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-difference-day-makes.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-1039402702119454267</id><published>2009-10-29T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T16:14:17.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The inconvenient truth...</title><content type='html'>Today my parents came to school and talked to my Form teacher, co-form teacher and school counsellor. Talk about 6 party talks... :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally reached a conclusion and a deal: I retain and take J1 for the next few months next year. See how my perfromance goes, and after my poly application has been confirmed, then think about it one last time before dropping out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This way, i have more time to think over things and see if there's any inkling of hope that i'll stay in SRJC rather than leave the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fought hard for myself so i can go to poly. In the end, this is the farthest i can reach. Its only a matter of time before i make my final decision...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn.... its really not easy to be me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Superman" - &lt;em&gt;By Five for Fighting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t stand to fly&lt;br /&gt;I’m not that naive&lt;br /&gt;I’m just out to find&lt;br /&gt;The better part of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m more than a bird…&lt;br /&gt;I’m more than a plane&lt;br /&gt;I'm more than some pretty face beside a train&lt;br /&gt;It’s not easy to be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could cry&lt;br /&gt;Fall upon my knees&lt;br /&gt;Find a way to lie&lt;br /&gt;About a home I’ll never see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may sound absurd…&lt;br /&gt;but don’t be naive&lt;br /&gt;Even heroes have the right to bleed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be disturbed…&lt;br /&gt;but won’t you concede&lt;br /&gt;Even heroes have the right to dream&lt;br /&gt;And it’s not easy to be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up, up and away…&lt;br /&gt;away from me&lt;br /&gt;Well it’s all right…&lt;br /&gt;You can all sleep sound tonight&lt;br /&gt;I’m not crazy…or anything…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t stand to fly&lt;br /&gt;I’m not that naive&lt;br /&gt;Men weren’t meant to ride&lt;br /&gt;With clouds between their knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m only a man in a silly red sheet&lt;br /&gt;Digging for kryptonite on this one way street&lt;br /&gt;Only a man in a funny red sheet&lt;br /&gt;Looking for special things inside of me&lt;br /&gt;inside of me ......&lt;br /&gt;inside of me ...&lt;br /&gt;yeah inside of me...&lt;br /&gt;inside of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m only a man in a funny red sheet&lt;br /&gt;I’m only a man looking for a dream&lt;br /&gt;I’m only a man in a funny red sheet&lt;br /&gt;It’s not easy...&lt;br /&gt;It’s not easy to be... me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-1039402702119454267?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/1039402702119454267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/1039402702119454267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-my-parents-came-to-school-and.html' title='The inconvenient truth...'/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-6763305239738987735</id><published>2009-10-27T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T09:38:29.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just gonna post something short...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that even after promo's are over, the apce doesn't change. Yet i seem to be staying in school for just 2 stupid subjects which might not even affect me in any way. The only reason why i'm staying through this shit is because if my conscience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't possibly leave my PW mates to be fated to get a fail grade cos i left. And i already paid for my vietnam trip, so if i pull out, i won't get a refund :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only way i can close this chapter of my JC life is doing well for PW for the benefit of everyone but myself.  Guess it'll be the only thing that i can achieve before leaving. Truthfully, SRJC has a great student body, student culture and charismatic principal. Its just the system that sucks. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Realize" - &lt;em&gt;By Colbie Caillat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take time to realize&lt;br /&gt;That your warmth is crashing down on in&lt;br /&gt;Take time to realize that I am on your side&lt;br /&gt;Didn't I, didn't I tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't spell it out for you&lt;br /&gt;No, it's never gonna be that simple&lt;br /&gt;No, I can't spell it out for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you just realize what I just realized&lt;br /&gt;Then we'd be perfect for each other and we'll never find another&lt;br /&gt;Just realize what I just realized&lt;br /&gt;We'd never have to wonder if we missed out on each other now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take time to realize, oh, oh, I'm on your side&lt;br /&gt;Didn't I, didn't I tell you&lt;br /&gt;Take time to realize, this all can pass you by&lt;br /&gt;Didn't I tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't spell it out for you&lt;br /&gt;No, it's never gonna be that simple&lt;br /&gt;No, I can't spell it out for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you just realize what I just realized&lt;br /&gt;Then we'd be perfect for each other and we'll never find another&lt;br /&gt;Just realize what I just realized&lt;br /&gt;We'd never have to wonder if we missed out on each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, it's not all the same, no, it's never the same&lt;br /&gt;If you don't feel it to, if you meet me half way&lt;br /&gt;If you would meet me half way&lt;br /&gt;It could be the same for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you just realize what I just realized&lt;br /&gt;Then we'd be perfect for each other and we'll never find another&lt;br /&gt;Just realize what I just realized&lt;br /&gt;We'd never have to wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just realize what I just realized&lt;br /&gt;If you just realize what I just realized&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, ooh&lt;br /&gt;Missed out on each other now&lt;br /&gt;Missed out on each other now, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Realize, realize, realize, realize, oh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-6763305239738987735?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/6763305239738987735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/6763305239738987735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-gonna-post-something-short.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-5179010385956849683</id><published>2009-10-21T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T09:09:28.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like blogging today, yet i don't feel like blogging today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its one of those feelings where you just think you should do it but you just plain don't wanna do it. It sucks. Trust me, i know the feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought that fat man (no offence) aka Koh jia ming to a buddhist talk tonight. Its about "overcoming fear and guilt". In no way am i saying this in a sarcastic tone, but i'm glad jia ming is another person that gets a taste of what buddhism really is like. (Rather than the traditional, wishy washy, joss-stick/paper burning buddhism of the old chinese culture.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He recorded the whole talk and he's probably going to listen to it once more and write out a his own philosophical research paper on it like how he did with the "love" essay in my last post. Its a good thing really. i like his way of interpreting things. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29th october is coming. What's so special about the 29th? My overall year-end grades are being released and i know i'm going to get bad grades for this. Its a gut feeling, and i know it. I'm planning to have my parents come over on the 29th to meet my school counsellor (i've seen her for personal counselling a number of times this year) so that we can talk about what am i going to do after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've made a choice. I'm going to stick through with my choice. I've been always afraid to go against my parents wishes because i love and respect my parents. I know that they always been getting me to follow their instructions because they want the best for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess now its about time i take control of my life. This will be the 1st time that i do something that is going to have a major impact forever on how my life is run and it'll be the 1st time that i make a decision of my own free will. I'll have to get through to my parents and convince them (more like debate with them, especially with my dad) to see that my way is the way i want it to be cos its 'me'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am i going to do? I'm going to Temasek Polytechnic. Study Aviation management and services. People say its a waste of one year. I disagree with those ignorant idiots. I say that its a year of experience that was really worthwhile, cos i learnt more about myself and i also got a chance to go on a school trip overseas. Something which i always wanted in my entire life, and now for the 1st time i get to go on one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a way, i thank my parents for giving me this opportunity to go to SRJC. If i didn't, i would be busy studying my course right now and would never have the chance to meet the greatest JC lads i've ever met and gone on a enjoyable trip with them to Vietnam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'm prepping myself up for the 29th. Hopefully, most of you who read this will wish me all the best because i think that i'm gonna need the best i can get to pull through this major phase of my life. Its not gonna be easy, and if (and i will) pull through this tough time, then i'll be able to become a full fledged adult with full responsibilities for my actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you all someplace else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-5179010385956849683?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/5179010385956849683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/5179010385956849683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-feel-like-blogging-today-yet-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-6274722598596648791</id><published>2009-10-18T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T22:31:56.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All credit to this post goes to Koh Jia Ming. Many thanks to him for his very enlightening view on Love. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Today, the fat man is going to talk about Love. And no, dearest readers, this isn't the typical rejected lover's bitter speech about the meaningless-ness of it all, with the tingle of how Love is just some chemical reaction and is a waste of sense and cents (millions of em.) Today's philosophical argument is on romantic Love.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N-SIlnubtTw/StqSj4i3y1I/AAAAAAAAAig/S_fgF5k5wSM/s1600-h/loveis.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, today, the fat man is speaking deeper than the stereotype. So what is Love? Is it that abstract to the extent the grey area is all it consists of and nothing else matters? Is Love everything? Or nothing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aime et perdu. People I've seen. people I've encountered. All who'd rather have loved once, and even if its a relationship that lasts a mere flicker of a flame, to them, its better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. But what does that actually mean? These days, where infatuation, the poison of the teenage mind, yet the beauty hanging the in balance, the sheer maturation it entails; is lovin' and crushin' on the same plateau.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another plateau (besides Jaclyn's amazingly flaaaaat face. ^^) to consider, is Plato. Yes yes, this good old man has expressed the possibility of a pure, pure pure love which is separate from progeny. Love beyond simple, animal 'responsibilities'. He lied, or he wasn't human. I'm sorry, but like economics, everything he described was ceteres paribus. But what, what we can do about this, is to be human. To feel. To experience Love as not a series of happiness, but appreciation. Embracing the truth for what it is: Love is something we can't touch, can't hear, its intangible. Its one of those things we can't describe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[It's not about the fuzzy feeling. It's about giving, not receiving even when you know you might not get anything in return. Of course, its about caring for the person exceedingly.&lt;br /&gt;- 2009. Tan, Rachel.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pheromones, the magnetic attraction, all the scholarly wipe, we see, the coldness of the edge of humanity. Love based on something is irrational as hormonal change? Love as part of growing up? Love as your coming of age? I know, Love cannot be weighed or judged, not in monetary value nor morality, but Love, pure as sunlight, is everything and nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the people who see love as two people together, as something that keeps us alive, shame on you. You have just become the solvent diluting something so pure. Because, because. Love is not an interaction, it is not a process. It is intangible. It is no feeling, it is a purpose. If we knew Love for what it was, then we've lived. And they're be nothing to live for anymore; the pursuit and cherish of it is what makes life life, rather than simply being breathing puppets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the people who know true Love, felt its presence enraging and intoxicating one's soul, for it is the purest happiness we are not prepared for, not any of us, you have lived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's my thesis. feel free to challenge it, because this is no definition. (unless you we're completely not reading or completely daft, I've been saying Love is intangible the whole time.) Love is, not as simple as roses, chocolates, letters. contrary to popular belief, the thought does not count in Love, because Love does not exist. At all, but we must embrace its belief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I'm not sure, but I'm sure you'll recognize it when you see it. (Notice it's "when" not "if")&lt;br /&gt;- 2009. Wong, Hazel.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I maintain my hardliner stance against all the fairy airy nonsense ala Disney; but Love, not the watered-down commercialized and media fantasized façade that stands in its absence now, for Love can only exist when we believe in it, deep inside our hearts minds and consciousness, for it is sole presence is like magic."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-6274722598596648791?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/6274722598596648791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/6274722598596648791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/10/all-credit-to-this-post-goes-to-koh-jia.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-3484488152426204186</id><published>2009-10-08T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T08:15:13.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't let me go....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I saw a couple today...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Both of them were under my house balcony. I was in the kitchen when i heard a squeal. So i went to the balcony and peeped below to see what was the commotion about.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And i saw the couple hugging, the girl in obvious delight. I overheard the guy asking the girl to be his girlfriend, and the girl accepted. They hugged, they kissed, but not on the lips though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Truthfully i fought to tear my eyes and ears away from the scene, but i could not. I was just rooted there, listening to how happy they were until they left, hand in hand.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;damn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Never say never"&lt;em&gt; - By The Fray&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's some things we don't talk about&lt;br /&gt;Rather do without&lt;br /&gt;And just hold the smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling in and out of love&lt;br /&gt;Ashamed and proud of&lt;br /&gt;But together all the while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can never say never&lt;br /&gt;Why we don't know when&lt;br /&gt;Time, time, time again&lt;br /&gt;Younger now than we were before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go[x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture, you're the queen of everything&lt;br /&gt;As far as the eye can see&lt;br /&gt;Under your command&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be your guardian&lt;br /&gt;When all is crumbling&lt;br /&gt;To steady your hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can never say never&lt;br /&gt;Why we don't know when&lt;br /&gt;Time, time, time again&lt;br /&gt;Younger now then we were before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go[x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're pulling apart and coming together again and again&lt;br /&gt;We're growing apart but we pull it together, pull it together, together again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me goDon't let me goDon't let me go[x4]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-3484488152426204186?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/3484488152426204186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/3484488152426204186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/10/dont-let-me-go.html' title='Don&apos;t let me go....'/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-1845278420621086598</id><published>2009-10-01T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T05:37:28.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reaching the end of the chapter</title><content type='html'>ok let me start this new post on a light note...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks to my (apparently 3) readers. Million thanks for your support! I wouldn't be still updating without (the 3 of) you people still tagging me. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i know it sounds like i'm trying to send some "hidden message". (trust me.. i'm not) But i also want to send my thanks to the people who may not have tagged me, but still read my blog. yup (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may have noticed that my ipersonic personality test thingy has changed. I took the test again to see how i've changed. To my horror, i found that i DID change. :/ To save everyone the trouble of clicking on the link, i'll try to make a very brief summary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be a "Sensitive doer", a person who is "the most likeable and friendliest of all personality types"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm a "Individualistic doer" who "occasionally rubs someone up the wrong way with their direct and blunt manner."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean... gawd damn!!! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be a friendly outgoing person and now i've changed to become an individualistic SOB??? damn... that can't be right... maybe i did the test wrong. Then again, i did the test again and now i'm a "dreamy idealist" (an extreme form of idealist which i'm not going to explain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn... looks like i can't trust in these stupid personality tests. But sometimes the descriptions can be quite accurate if you do it right. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn.... my parents are coaxing me off the com. Hate it when they do that... my exams end this coming tuesday and then i'm free!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-1845278420621086598?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/1845278420621086598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/1845278420621086598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/10/reaching-end-of-chapter.html' title='Reaching the end of the chapter'/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-5189294104728839781</id><published>2009-09-20T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T19:04:40.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Rendezvous with death" - &lt;em&gt;By Alan Seeger&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have a rendezvous with death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;at some disputed barricade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It may be he should take my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and lead me into his dark land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and close my eyes, and quench my breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hae a rendezvous with death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And i to my pledged word am true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I shall not fail that rendezvous......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-5189294104728839781?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/5189294104728839781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/5189294104728839781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/09/rendezvous-with-death-by-alan-seeger-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-422464781807670896</id><published>2009-09-19T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T08:13:00.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My life seems so lifeless now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't see any hope now except only after my promo's when i get my results. Only after that then i need to make a decision that will change my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My life sucks. really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I seriously wished i got go back in time when i got my 'O' level results. When everything was still good. When things didn't go wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So many things happened... i can't even talk about it cos its just too much for me to remember and say. The only thing i can do now is wait, do my best and start all over anew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I look around and see things everyday... Things which could have been... Things which were or was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My life is just at this status quo at the worst possible time of my life. I'm probably being ignored right here right now. Cos i bet no one... and i mean NO-ONE looks at my blog anymore. I'm not typing this out to attract attention... i'm presuming this to be a bloody fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No one even looks at this, i can probably call my blog officially a private one without even technically needing to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't get me wrong. I'm not complaining. Right now, i can't do to change anything. Its only a matter of time before i press the "restart" button on my life. Its like resetting your PC to its original factory settings when you first bought it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Only thing is... some settings in my life are already permanent... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wish to spill everything out right here everytime i go online to blog. But i just can't... cos it'll compromise everything that i lived for... everything i'm fighting for... everything i want to protect dearly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cos losing them will be like a prisoner who has been tortured beyond physical or mental repair... a physical shell for a soul long gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Life is a war. I am a soldier. And war, they say... is hell...&lt;/span&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&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Mad World" by Gary Jules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All around me are familiar faces&lt;br /&gt;Worn out places, worn out faces&lt;br /&gt;Bright and early for the daily races&lt;br /&gt;Going nowhere, going nowhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their tears are filling up their glasses&lt;br /&gt;No expression, no expression&lt;br /&gt;Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow&lt;br /&gt;No tomorrow, no tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad&lt;br /&gt;The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take&lt;br /&gt;When people run in circles its a very, very&lt;br /&gt;Mad world, mad world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children waiting for the day they feel good&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday, happy birthday&lt;br /&gt;And I feel the way that every child should&lt;br /&gt;Sit and listen, sit and listen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school and I was very nervous&lt;br /&gt;No one knew me, no one knew me&lt;br /&gt;Hello teacher tell me, what's my lesson?&lt;br /&gt;Look right through me, look right through me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad&lt;br /&gt;The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take&lt;br /&gt;When people run in circles its a very, very&lt;br /&gt;Mad world, mad world, enlarging your world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-422464781807670896?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/422464781807670896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/422464781807670896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-life-seems-so-lifeless-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-4824513645640212575</id><published>2009-08-26T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T06:21:06.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here i am again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe i'm still here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying in this crap of a school system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe i'm still trying my best to get thru something which i don't want to go thru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm suffering here... i'm having a identity crisis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am i??? A person living for myself? or a person living for others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess putting feelings into words is always the hardest thing for me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why sometimes you don't see me posting cos seriously... i can't put my intense feelings into words i can describe... so much for a person who scored 'A1' for 'O' level English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna give up... 'A' levels is gonna kill me sooner later. And then i'm just gonna feel all awkward among my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how it would feel to withdraw from JC? All the work done in one year all dissapears like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you just can't seem to mix with your same batch of people who are already 1 year ahead of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel like dying. Sinking myself into my bed and just stay there for all eternity. banging my head against the wall. Cry my heart out. Scream for the whole world to hear. ravage my whole room till its rubble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe i'm still fighting it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"still fighting it" by Ben Folds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good morning, son.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am a birdWearing a brown polyester shirt&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You want a coke?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe some fries?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The roast beef combo`s only $9.95&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It`s okay, you don`t have to pay&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I`ve got all the change&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everybody knows&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It hurts to grow up&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And everybody does&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It`s so weird to be back here&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let me tell you what&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The years go on and&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We`re still fighting it, we`re still fighting it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And you`re so much like me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I`m sorry&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good morning, son&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In twenty years from now&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe we`ll both sit down and have a few beers&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I can tell you `bout today&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And how I picked you up and everything changed&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was pain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sunny days and rain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I knew you`d feel the same things&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everybody knows&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It sucks to grow up&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And everybody does&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It`s so weird to be back here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let me tell you what&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The years go on and&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We`re still fighting it, we`re still fighting it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You`ll try and try and one day you`ll fly&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Away from me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good morning, son&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am a bird&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was pain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sunny days and rain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I knew you`d feel the same things&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everybody knows&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it hurts to grow up&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And everybody doe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sIt`s so weird to be back here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let me tell you what&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The years go on and&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We`re still fighting it, we`re still fighting it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, we`re still fighting it, we`re still fighting it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And you`re so much like me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I`m sorry&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-4824513645640212575?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/4824513645640212575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/4824513645640212575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/08/here-i-am-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-6095313360116161303</id><published>2009-08-21T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T08:11:27.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE MEDIC'S CREED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Sim Jia Xian, Promise to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;provide to the utmost limits of my capability the best possible care to those in need of my aid and assistance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this end I will aid all those who are needful, paying no heed to my own desires and wants; treating friend, foe and stranger alike, placing their needs above my own. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To no man will I cause or permit harm to befall, nor will I refuse aid to any who seek it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will willingly share my knowledge and skills with all those who seek it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seek neither reward nor honor for my efforts for the satisfaction of accomplishment is sufficient. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These obligations I willingly and freely take upon myself in the tradition of those that have come before me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…These things I do so that others may live... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"How to save a life" - By &lt;em&gt;The Fray&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Step one you say we need to talk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He walks you say sit down it's just a talk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He smiles politely back at you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You stare politely right on through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Some sort of window to your right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As he goes left and you stay right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Between the lines of fear and blame&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And you begin to wonder why you came&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Where did I go wrong, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I lost a friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Somewhere along in the bitterness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And would I have stayed up with you all night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had I known how to save a life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Let him know that you know best&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cause after all you do know best&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Try to slip past his defense&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Without granting innocence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lay down a list of what is wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The things you've told him all along&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And I pray to God he hears you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And I pray to God he hears you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Where did I go wrong, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I lost a friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Somewhere along in the bitterness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And would I have stayed up with you all night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had I known how to save a life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As he begins to raise his voice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You lower yours and grant him one last choice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Drive until you lose the road&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Or break with the ones you've followed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He will do one of two things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You will admit to everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Or he'll say he's just not the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And you'll begin to wonder why you came&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Where did I go wrong, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I lost a friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Somewhere along in the bitterness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And would I have stayed up with you all night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had I known how to save a life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How to save a life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How to save a life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-6095313360116161303?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/6095313360116161303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/6095313360116161303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/08/medics-creed-i-sim-jia-xian-promise-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-5240775102766882207</id><published>2009-08-17T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T05:08:21.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When i posted my "last" message here, it was a final goodbye to all my readers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But something just told me to stop. To continue... I'm not sure if it was hope... hope that continuing to post here would help release my emotions in anyway possible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or whether it was laziness... the laziness to maybe even think of creating a new blog and just let myself use this one for the time being...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the case... i've just made a decision for myself and that is to turn around and let others continue to see my blog and how my life will unfold further...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my dear readers (or reader... whatever... -_-) good news... i'm going to continue recording my life here in this blog. Sincere apologies if i don't update. JC life really really sucks to the point of catastrophe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks to everyone for your support&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-5240775102766882207?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/5240775102766882207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/5240775102766882207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/08/ive-decided.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-3366358709607332824</id><published>2009-07-07T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T06:20:22.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;General paper - E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Physics - S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maths, chemistry, economics, chinese - U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well... that sums it all up. Out of 90 points i get 10 points. (5 points from GP, 5 points from physics)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i need 35 to get promoted to J2. Damn, that's not good. I've only got 3 months left to chiong all the topics for all subjects and master them. Life's getting tougher by the minute and its really hard how things rush so fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Please....life... i beg of you! please slow down! i can't keep up! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Slow down" &lt;em&gt;by Corrinne May&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 hour workday just to provide&lt;br /&gt;Everything for his little tyke&lt;br /&gt;No time to sing a lullaby&lt;br /&gt;or give him a piggyback ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV, babysitters, toys are a bribe&lt;br /&gt;as he speeds out the doorway&lt;br /&gt;and the car leaves the driveway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy runs after his father&lt;br /&gt;but his steps are too small&lt;br /&gt;He stretches out his hands to reach him&lt;br /&gt;as he tumbles and falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow down,I can’t keep up with you&lt;br /&gt;You’re getting a little too quick&lt;br /&gt;for me to follow&lt;br /&gt;Slow down,you’re getting away from me&lt;br /&gt;and I don’t know how to slow you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60 years together weathering the times&lt;br /&gt;The good, the bad, the sweetest sighs&lt;br /&gt;Watching children of their children smile&lt;br /&gt;as they did when they walked down the aisle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking canes and wheelchairs slowly wind&lt;br /&gt;Twirling the years, curling their faces&lt;br /&gt;But now he’s stumbling faster&lt;br /&gt;towards that finish line&lt;br /&gt;She stretches out her hands to reach him&lt;br /&gt;as he closes his eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow down,I can’t keep up with you&lt;br /&gt;You’re getting a little too quick&lt;br /&gt;for me to follow&lt;br /&gt;Slow down,you’re getting away from me&lt;br /&gt;and I don’t know how to slow you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I don’t know how to slow you down&lt;br /&gt;and I don’t know how to slow you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow down,I can’t keep up with you&lt;br /&gt;You’re getting a little too quick&lt;br /&gt;for me to follow&lt;br /&gt;Slow down,you’re getting away from me&lt;br /&gt;and I don’t know how to slow you down...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-3366358709607332824?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/3366358709607332824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/3366358709607332824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/07/general-paper-e-physics-s-maths.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-2105078653363200209</id><published>2009-06-28T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T07:58:15.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SCHOOL!!! NO!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Haiz... school's coming back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Undone homework and busy schedules are gonna haunt me to no end. Promo's are going to weigh down on me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maths its going fine...hopefully with the tuition i have now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Physics is well taken care of by tuition too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;chemistry is going to kill me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Econs will depend on my common sense and how well i will study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chinese is going to haunt me for the rest of my 2 years here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GP will always be my most confident subject (Although compre is now starting to be a pain the ass...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PW is just a stupid extra peice of weight that does no shit at all! BAN PROJECT WORK! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CCA is also going to be a killer pain in the neck... I'm going to be chased for the rest of my JC years for "lack of attendance"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well guess that's a summary of my pitiful life. I'm gonna go pack my bag and just lie on my bed to await the incoming onslaught of school... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-2105078653363200209?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/2105078653363200209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/2105078653363200209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/06/school-no.html' title='SCHOOL!!! NO!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-3787298133772613802</id><published>2009-06-22T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T07:59:36.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All about love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dr. Wong Yinn Ong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;21st June 2009 (Sunday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Falling in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Question: What is the most potent force that attracts a man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Answer: A woman! (Vice versa works the same way too.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love is kinda scientific really. At the back of our brain is the brain stem. This brain stam is actually the part of the brain that controls our most fundamental feelings and actions! (E.g Eating when hungry, sleeping when tired etc etc...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The other subsequent 2 parts of brain deal with our more complex feelings like regret and conscience. But our neurons actually go through the Brain stem before anything else! So our first feeling is always the fundamental ones before our thinking starts to kick in. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Conclusion: We are FEELING creatures that THINK! (not the other way round... :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So Why? Why? Why? Why do we have these feelings of love,crush or lust towards another person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its because of hormones called Oxytocin. Its the chemicals released from our bodies when we go "High". And how Oxytocin in released varies from person to person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now we come to the question: Why do people "fall out of love" after some time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You see people divorcing or breaking up but what causes the whole relationship to build up/crumble is something called 'Roleplaying'. Roleplaying is what all couples are experiencing from their partners. (e.g pulling the chair out for the girl to sit, not digging one's nose in front of boyfriend etc etc...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So actually doing these things actually increases oxytocin levels for the oppostie sex. Now the problem comes AFTER marriage or AFTER couples have been with each other for a long time. This is where couples see the "other side" of their partners.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its when roleplaying slips out of the relationship (the guy doesn't pull the chair out for the girl anymore or the girl starts digging her nose infront of her boyfriend) that couples start to experience "falling out" of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Therefore, the more roleplaying there is in a relationship, the harder it is to maintain it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lesson learnt: Always be yourself. Don't go all the way to make sure your date has a good impression of you. If what you're doing is NOT you, please for goodness sake don't do it if you can't maintain that for the rest of your life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CAUTION: I'm not saying that if you usually dig your nose, you should do it. You know what i mean... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's a few tips on how fiance's and married couples should behave to each other. longstanding couples can do the same (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Husband to wife:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Honour her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do not disparage her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Be faithful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;give due authority concerning matters of the household&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Provide her with occasional adornments (give gifts occasionally to show her your love)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wife to husband:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Properly organise work (Household chores etc...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Be kind to servants (Maids)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Be faithful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;protect the finances of the family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Be skillful and diligent in work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-3787298133772613802?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/3787298133772613802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/3787298133772613802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/06/all-about-love_22.html' title='All about love...'/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-2681683212869688829</id><published>2009-06-18T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T18:32:59.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All about love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why is love so hard to find?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm not being emo!!! i'm really just asking (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its something worth to think about. But really...i think it depends on the person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This sunday i have a buddhist fellowship youth talk by this Dr Wong Yinn Ong about "Falling in love" xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So i'll go there...write some notes... and i'll write my views down here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*Gazes out the window* &lt;em&gt;hmm... why is love so hard to find?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Why is love so hard to find?" By &lt;em&gt;Jesse Mccartney&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Everyday I look around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Seems that no one's ever satisfied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Could it be, that underneath, We've all got something to hide?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;From the moment we arrive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We want to fill the space inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We all need to feel alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If it's love that keeps us breathin' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Gives us something to believe in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Is it fear that makes us blind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tell me, why is love so hard to find?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If we hear so much about it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And we can't go on without it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Let the mystery unwind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tell me, why is love so hard to find?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;All I know is when you find it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Even earth can feel like you're in heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tell me now, unlock the secret &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Help us all to find the hidden treasure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;From the moment we arrive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We want to fill the space inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We all need to feel alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If it's love that keeps us breathin' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Gives us something to believe in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Is it fear that makes us blind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tell me, why is love so hard to find?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If we hear so much about it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And we can't go on without it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Let the mystery unwind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tell me, why is love so hard to find?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Why is love so hard to find &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tell Me Why is love so hard to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Why is love so hard to find (baby)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tell Me Why is love so hard to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Don't you know I'm never gonna give up 'til I find the love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'll be searchin' the whole world over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To find my love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Why is love so hard to find (why)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If it's love that keeps us breathin' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Gives us something to believe in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Is it fear that makes us blind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tell me, why is love so hard to find?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If we hear so much about it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And we can't go on without it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Let the mystery unwind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tell me, why is love so hard to find?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If it's love that keeps us breathin' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Gives us something to believe in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Is it fear that makes us blind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tell me, why is love so hard to find?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If we hear so much about it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And we can't go on without it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Let the mystery unwind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tell me, why is love so hard to find?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Why is it so hard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-2681683212869688829?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/2681683212869688829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/2681683212869688829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/06/all-about-love.html' title='All about love'/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-6370291013562704566</id><published>2009-06-12T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T03:23:01.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi my dear readers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm back from my Vacation from Bali, but i have singing lessons so i have to keep this short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Furthermore, i'll have to leave tomorrow morning to attend my cousin's wedding in M'sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;million apologies to my readers (or what's left of them) for my somewhat "emo" post. But really.... i had to release some pent up emotions in my head. like i said, its like "opening a coke bottle after it has been shaken". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So far, Bali has been a great, sunny, hot and nice. alot of shops hanging the word "Sale" just to bring in the customers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I would love to add in pics to show you all but i just don't have the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sorry guys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I got all the gases out from my coke bottle so i guess i'm feeling fine (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wish a first aider could not just learn how to treat others but also treat himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Would love to gain the skill on bandaging your own heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-6370291013562704566?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/6370291013562704566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/6370291013562704566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/06/hi-my-dear-readers.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-7416787278033735995</id><published>2009-06-05T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T13:08:31.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Have you ever stopped and wonder?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;just stop and think about nothing. just being aware of every little thing around you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes i see things.... and i remember.... but i always shove them from my mind's sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why does "stuff happen"? Karma... i guess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There are times when life just seems dull and black...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I watch shows.... different kinds of shows... haha.... funny how we humans can create things which opens up the deepest secrets and desires of every person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.......things which are near impossible to happen... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Damn how these things just make me wish i was those people... but life's like that isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To be frank... all i want is one....single...thing....in my life....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One thing.....that can give me inspiration for the rest of my soul.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know i shouldn't be talking about this... people say it only makes you feel down...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but its good to release these emotions once in a while.... its like slowly opening up a shaken coke bottle... letting the gases out before you drink it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tonight.... just let me.... just once.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tonight i wanna cry..." by &lt;em&gt;Keith Urban&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone in this house again tonight&lt;br /&gt;I got the TV on, the sound turned down and a bottle of wine&lt;br /&gt;There's pictures of you and I on the walls around me&lt;br /&gt;The way that it was and could have been surrounds me&lt;br /&gt;I'll never get over you walkin' away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show&lt;br /&gt;And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control&lt;br /&gt;But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain&lt;br /&gt;To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain&lt;br /&gt;From my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I wanna cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would it help if I turned a sad song on&lt;br /&gt;"All By Myself" would sure hit me hard now that you're gone&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe unfold some old yellow lost love letters&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna hurt bad before it gets better&lt;br /&gt;But I'll never get over you by hidin' this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show&lt;br /&gt;And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control&lt;br /&gt;But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain&lt;br /&gt;To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain&lt;br /&gt;From my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I wanna cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show&lt;br /&gt;And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control&lt;br /&gt;But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain&lt;br /&gt;To hell with this pride, let it fall like rain&lt;br /&gt;From my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I wanna cry........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-7416787278033735995?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/7416787278033735995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/7416787278033735995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-life.html' title='This life...'/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-4505075029069582370</id><published>2009-05-25T08:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T10:01:15.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>little children and singing... what's next?</title><content type='html'>Oh joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things that make you feel happy and mad at the same time. Linkamania really gave me and expereince about how to handle children... much to my dismay however...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever thought of children knowing what "racist" is at the age of 12 but not knowing that they are actually cheering "We love crap!!!" during the whole time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm talking about jamie and meizi's group that was named crab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah... you get the picture.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie &amp;amp; Meizi : Crab (Crap) !&lt;br /&gt;Links : We are Crab (Crap) ! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least mine was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben &amp;amp; Jia Xian: Lobster !!&lt;br /&gt;Links : Lobster ! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George and Yuen Meng actually had Tuna Fish..Haha..But Tuna fish don't sound impressive enough..So the committee changed it to Sword Fish ~_~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were there you would know what i mean... but it seriously was funny and no offence. i just simply, innocently found it hilarious. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And knowing that children are so tech-savvy... i'd never thought they would use their handphones to film me doing cheers for them. if they put those videos of me on you tube... god i'll have their heads... hope they join Red Cross when they get into secondary school... hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really pitied calvin as stationmaster... he had to manage a box of styrofoam balls (those tiny ones... not big-ball shaped) and had one of those boxes overturned and spilt the whole lot onto the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In about less than an hour... styrofoam balls could be found in every nook and cranny at the campsite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The verdict: STYROFOAM BALLS ARE BANNED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that... life seems kinda boring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand... i saw these guys on TV showing detergents that can get out bloodstains... i mean c'mon! you have a shirt with a bloodstain all over it, maybe laundry isn't your biggest problem right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lets bring this all back to reality... i just signed up for Intune music school's Pop vocal singing programme! yayness!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339800837907248098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/ShrIkhLLc-I/AAAAAAAAAPo/OB_BkeVMzY8/s400/Photo0119.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I signed up cos i was bored and also i think it would be better to improve my vocal skills... maybe i can even perform live! but that remains to be seen. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For now, i just want to improve my voice and continue form there. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i have to go now..... until then my laddies!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-4505075029069582370?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/4505075029069582370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/4505075029069582370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-children-and-singing-whats-next.html' title='little children and singing... what&apos;s next?'/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/ShrIkhLLc-I/AAAAAAAAAPo/OB_BkeVMzY8/s72-c/Photo0119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-7392147889923913034</id><published>2009-05-16T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T08:27:52.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v479/isayitall/blog-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 800px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 674px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v479/isayitall/blog-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes i just feel so dumb!!! But i'm happy realising this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everytime i feel so stressed out at the end of a damned week... and only now then i realise that whenever i go to Buddhist Fellowship every Saturday, i'm filled with inspiration and hope that can last me for the week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Words cannot describe the effect BF youth always has on me. I think i've said it a million times... and i'll say it again: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BF will always be the place that i become my REAL self. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Only BF youth can make me play, joke, fool around, go high, care and show off the best in me where other places only make me conserved and withdrawn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm proud to declare that i'm a Buddhist Fellowship Youth! :D&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/8478973632934819329-7392147889923913034?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/7392147889923913034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/7392147889923913034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/05/sometimes-i-just-feel-so-dumb-but-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-9012235515190629438</id><published>2009-05-13T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T07:17:00.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi guys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mid year exams are coming.... dammit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some things which i thought could be kept at status quo (at least), or so i thought..., have resurfaced and sometimes i feel that the measures i take to deal with the situations seem to be more like i'm running away. The problem is that its the only way i can find out of my situation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Frankly, though, i think this part of my life is the lowest i've been.... ever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so many things seem to come into conflict... the only things i can do is to keep the status quo. My hands are too full to solve each problem, much less manage them well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well... lets take a look at the factors which make this point the lowest point ever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. I lost my main inspiration to guide me through JC when i just started to get settled down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. my working relationship with my mates has broken down because of one thing i did not do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. JC life sucks like shit for me (well as far as i'm concerned...no offence to JC lovers out there) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. my parents treat me like a hyperbolar (a graph which always seems to curve to a certain value but never hitting it). Everytime i try to do my best, i always can't seem to gain full acceptance of who i am from my parents... damn psychologically draining...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. Class has no inspiration for me as well... i'm not gonna say in what way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. Red cross is my life...i live for Red Cross... i would put my life on the line for it. My parents are restricting me from going to RCY activities too much. I'm going crazy at the thought that i only can go for a minimal amount of HQ events. Can't wait to see anyone from VIP 1009... Going to red cross stuff is my way of destressing from all the studying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm gonna take up some pop vocal singing courses soon during the june hols... maybe it can open up another opportunity for me to destress...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'll update soon... maybe its over...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"It's over" - &lt;em&gt;by Jesse McCartney&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've run out of words&lt;br /&gt;we've run out of time&lt;br /&gt;We've run out of reasons really why we together&lt;br /&gt;We both know it's over baby bottom line&lt;br /&gt;It's best we don't even talk at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't call me even if I should cross your mind&lt;br /&gt;Hard enough I don't need to hear your voice on my messages&lt;br /&gt;Let's just call it quits it's probably better&lt;br /&gt;So if I'm not returning your calls it's 'cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm not comin' back I'm closing the door&lt;br /&gt;I used to be trippin' over missin' you but I'm not anymore&lt;br /&gt;I got the picture phone but baby your picture's gone&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't stand to see your smile every time you dialed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's over&lt;br /&gt;Girl you know it's over this time&lt;br /&gt;So when you call I'm pressin' seven&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna hear your messages messages&lt;br /&gt;I'm tryin to erase you from my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's over&lt;br /&gt;I swear girl it's over this time&lt;br /&gt;So don't keep callin' leavin'&lt;br /&gt;wanna know where you been&lt;br /&gt;Baby 'cause it's over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still wake up every morning quarter to ten&lt;br /&gt;I still eat my cereal right at the kitchen table&lt;br /&gt;I can't even remember how long it's been&lt;br /&gt;No trouble stayin' occupied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I ask about you whenever I come around&lt;br /&gt;I do what I can not to put my business in the streets&lt;br /&gt;Last thing I need's another episode&lt;br /&gt;Keep conversation short and sweet because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm not comin' back I'm closing the door&lt;br /&gt;I used to be trippin' over missin' you but I'm not anymore&lt;br /&gt;I got the picture phone baby your picture's gone&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't stand to see your smile every time you dialed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's over&lt;br /&gt;Girl you know it's over this time&lt;br /&gt;So when you call I'm pressin' seven&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna hear your messages messages&lt;br /&gt;I'm tryin to erase you from my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause baby it's over&lt;br /&gt;I swear girl it's over this time&lt;br /&gt;So don't keep callin' leavin' messages&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna know where you been&lt;br /&gt;Baby 'cause it's over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that it's over when the burnin'&lt;br /&gt;And the yearnin' inside your heart ain't there anymore&lt;br /&gt;And you know that you're through when she don't do to you&lt;br /&gt;And move you like the way she moved ya before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you wanna pull her close&lt;br /&gt;But your heart has froze&lt;br /&gt;You kiss her but her eyes don't close&lt;br /&gt;Then she goes out of your heart forever&lt;br /&gt;And it hurts you but you know that it's better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl you know it's over&lt;br /&gt;Girl you know it's over this time&lt;br /&gt;So when you call I'm pressin' seven&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna hear your messages messages&lt;br /&gt;I'm tryin to erase you from my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's overI swear girl it's over this time&lt;br /&gt;So don't keep callin' leavin' messages&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna know where you been&lt;br /&gt;Baby 'cause it's over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's over&lt;br /&gt;Girl you know it's over this time&lt;br /&gt;So when you call I'm pressin' seven&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna hear your messages messages&lt;br /&gt;I'm tryin to erase you from my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's over&lt;br /&gt;I swear girl it's over this time&lt;br /&gt;So don't keep callin' leavin' messages&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna know where you been&lt;br /&gt;Baby 'cause it's over...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-9012235515190629438?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/9012235515190629438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/9012235515190629438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/05/hi-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-3699239950628871017</id><published>2009-05-08T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T05:52:32.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Seriously... if looks can kill.... this tree on my blog would be burning and the man with the guitar would be hanging by the neck from the tree branch with only a skeleton and a burnt guitar!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I AM SO ****ING FRUSTRATED/FURIOUS!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-3699239950628871017?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/3699239950628871017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/3699239950628871017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/05/seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-4710328295112958918</id><published>2009-05-05T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T06:24:18.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey guys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Currently i'm still trying my best to study for my upcoming Mid-year Exams (so fast dammit....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Submitted my Preliminary Ideas to the school so i just have to sit back and relax (study more like...) while other free and easy poly people are having the time of their lives. (no offence... probably because i still think JC life sucks...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went to visit a Japanese cemetery about a few days ago somewhere around the Kovan estate. It was historically a cemetery built by a Japanese brothel owner to bury the prostitutes, who were brought over from japan, when they passed on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332326711536288082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SgA65GtygVI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Ivdc8ZG-BhQ/s400/Photo0106.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332326703666066018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SgA64pZYcmI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KML1ASeH8Dg/s400/Photo0104.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Quite interesting really... apparently japanese students on educational tours here would come to this cemetery as one of their destinations. While i was there the air seemed really really peaceful. i think i can just sit down in the middle of the cemetery and just meditate there all day. xD&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332326708570710530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SgA647qvYgI/AAAAAAAAAPY/hB_IiKM4iGk/s400/Photo0105.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh yeah, i've taken up meditating as an occasional hobby. :P it helps to cool down my mind and clears it up whenever i'm stressed out. (you can call it the disk defragmenter for the human brain...) i encourage people to try it out. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm also going to join up the upcoming Buddhist fellowship Youth camp! yayness! xD i'll be going there as "camp medic" so i think its going to be a real refresher for me to get away from the troubles of people and the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyone interested in this camp can notify me and i can tell you more about it. :D its from 29th to 31st May at harbourfront. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just so you know its not some camp that's gonna try to psycho people to become buddhists... its a fun camp that just teaches the wisdom of the dharma to more youths. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There are still some problematic stuff that i have to think and sort out for now. So i'll post soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;with metta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;jia xian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-4710328295112958918?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/4710328295112958918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/4710328295112958918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SgA65GtygVI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Ivdc8ZG-BhQ/s72-c/Photo0106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-7973838093291696628</id><published>2009-04-24T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T10:20:07.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Haiz... someone once told me, "When life gives you lemon, make lemondade"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Whenever i feel that the world just seems to be a black and white movie screening, i can't help but be glad that there are those who would do their best to add colour to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes i look around and see alot of things i probably wouldn't want to see. They just make me remember. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes it sucks to remember things...but it probably depends. Don't worry Jesslyn... i'm not going to let this blog rot away. Thanks for the encouragement Eugene. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-7973838093291696628?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/7973838093291696628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/7973838093291696628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-know-what-i-just-feel-like-closing.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-6158964884019161085</id><published>2009-04-19T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T06:31:35.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yoZ people. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just forget about my previous post. its not supposed to stand for anything. xD Just thought i would post something like that this way. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Watched too much "Band of Brothers" last night perhaps? xP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well i'm not trying to say that my life is getting sucky by the minute... lets just say that JC is making my life seem totally boring, totally miserable. I feel like i'm living a routine life: Wake up, eat, go to school, go home, eat, sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But i'm doing my best to make my days seem more interesting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday's BF youth session was kinda small. Very few people came (dammit... why is it always like this?) but the talk was good. It was about "Hormones and Buddhism".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After the talk, had a great time listening to the woes of my fellow BF mates who have/are in NS and all its inefficacies and chickenshit. xD Can't wait to go to NS and experience this "Chickenshit" for myself. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This song is dedicated to a friend of mine, I hope that she perseveres and gets through J1. Hope that her family won't stress her out too much. Jia you! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Run to me" - &lt;em&gt;By Nick Lachey&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over your head,&lt;br /&gt;Trying not to drown.&lt;br /&gt;Reaching for a breath,&lt;br /&gt;Before it drags you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught in between,&lt;br /&gt;All the pain you feel,&lt;br /&gt;You lost control,&lt;br /&gt;You're letting go,&lt;br /&gt;But I never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding on for you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm fighting for your life.&lt;br /&gt;And when you're blinded by this jaded world,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Even if you fall,&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you break.&lt;br /&gt;When all the noise is telling you&lt;br /&gt;To run away,&lt;br /&gt;Run to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day after day,&lt;br /&gt;After all you seen,&lt;br /&gt;Its alright if you feel like unraveling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right here.&lt;br /&gt;I'm pushing out the walls,&lt;br /&gt;To find the place,&lt;br /&gt;Where you can say,&lt;br /&gt;Brave through it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding on for you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm fighting for your life.&lt;br /&gt;And when you're blinded by this jaded world,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Even if you fall,&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you break.&lt;br /&gt;When all the noise is telling you&lt;br /&gt;To run away,&lt;br /&gt;Run to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was lost,&lt;br /&gt;Hanging on by a thread.&lt;br /&gt;I knew I could run to you,&lt;br /&gt;To find myself again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding on for you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm fighting for your life.&lt;br /&gt;And when you're blinded by this jaded world,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;And even when you fall,&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you break.&lt;br /&gt;When all the noise is telling you&lt;br /&gt;To run away,&lt;br /&gt;Run to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-6158964884019161085?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/6158964884019161085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/6158964884019161085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/04/yoz-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-7654977859871509718</id><published>2009-04-17T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T08:29:36.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Combat medic, 2nd Lieutenant Sim Jia Xian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bronco Company &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;5th Battalion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;1st Infantry Regiment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;32nd Division&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;17th April 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;After-Action Report: Routine patrol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Not much action today. Alot of enemy activity at the front lines from 0830 to 1230 hours. Did a routine reconnaissance patrol through the front lines and encountered some enemy positions. Took mortar rounds and machine gun fire and suffered 1 KIA: Pvt Noslen took a mortar round and shrapnel to the heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Pulled back to the line and reconnaissance group split to their foxholes. Running low on medical supplies: Plasma, sulfa powder, bandages and morphine. Men are reaching the breaking point. Cold, winter weather, sporadic artillery fire and widespread cases of trenchfoot and frostbite are rampant, but men continue to man their posts. Most refuse to pull out from the line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Re-supplied via an airdrop from the 18th Air corps, but not enough essentials like blankets and winter clothing to go around. Men are still spread out too thin at the front. Made contact with the enemy at 1550 hours at the command post, most likely lost behind our lines and neutralised them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;The enemy seems to be massing at the point south of the forest. Expected attack at that point roughly around somewhere in the afternoon. I'm not sure how the men will last much longer under these conditions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bless us all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;2nd Lieutenant Sim Jia Xian, Commanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-7654977859871509718?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/7654977859871509718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/7654977859871509718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/04/combat-medic-2nd-lieutenant-sim-jia.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-3122057948518074581</id><published>2009-04-15T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T05:21:57.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think most of you saw this commercial on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s2XLZsiCBsA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s2XLZsiCBsA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i watched it... i was so touched that i almost broke into tears, although it was funny at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so true... how little imperfections make things so beautiful. People should see more of this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-3122057948518074581?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/3122057948518074581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/3122057948518074581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-4925507045928381871</id><published>2009-04-12T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T06:56:34.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just finding reasons why (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi guys. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My birthday on 9 April just passed. Million thanks to everyone who wished me happy birthday and/or celebrated my birthday! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And... to celebrate my birthday and also my 70th post for this blog, i want to share with everyone the lessons i've learnt as a human being for the past 18 years of my life. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But before that... i'm going to tell you how i celebrated my birthday! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was actually a really really simple family birthday celebration. Just my whole family with me in the small living room with a Black Forest chocolate cake and a birthday song. That's it! No presents! And i'm ever so grateful to just have a family that cares and loves me. I don't expect presents from anyone... just a simple "happy birthday!" is enough to make me high. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is a pic of my black forest cake! so chocolatey!!! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323795409887453762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SeHrt_cyYkI/AAAAAAAAAOg/zvk4w0jngfU/s400/P1040129.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This one is me in my newly-bought SRJC windbreaker and my twin sisters!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323795412320698946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SeHruIg6wkI/AAAAAAAAAOo/XhR_TryLmX0/s400/P1040132.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And this is me and my loving parents. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323795417172100354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SeHruallRQI/AAAAAAAAAOw/jpgu7jSFF8Q/s400/P1040136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The next day on friday i went out to meet up with my Buddhist Fellowship friends. I thought we were just going to Perry's birthday, but when i got to City Hall i found out that they were celebrating everyone who was born in April! luckily i'm starting to go back to BF youth now... xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its good that things haven't changed much since i left BF youth for a while... yet i expected more to change. Well at least i now can still catch up with everyone else. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After the BF youth birthday celebration at the Esplanade rooftop, i got home at 12 midnight. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now i shall share with you my lessons i've learnt from living as a human being for 18 years. I want to post this so that anyone who hasn't gone through what i've gone through don't need to go through it. :) And also so that i can connect with those who have gone through what i've gone through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And here it goes...(in no specific order):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Let go of the past, don't worry about the future, live in the present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do not worry so much what had happened. Because what happened, happened and could not have happened in any other way. Since its already past, you can't do anything about it. So just let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;People keep thinking about what would happen if they did this or that. They worry too much about the future and this keeps them from making rational decisions. Only think of the things you can do best to help the situation NOW. Do what you think is right and just wait and see what happens cos' you already did your best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When you did all you can do, just let go of that and concentrate on other things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When things don't go as smooth as you want them to be, just know that what happens has happened. Learn to let go because when you don't, it'll only bug you more and more as you think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Don't think too much.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Things happen, so you just gotta learn to accept facts. Stand firm to the things you believe in and deal with the stuff that comes at you when they do. Thinking too much won't solve the problem until it comes to you. In the end, it may not be what you thought it was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The term i learned is this: Anything is possible!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why? because you just can't assume things. For example, when you call someone and they don't pick up, it may be for a variety of reasons that range from the totally innocent to the worst case scenario. But the best is not to fret and just don't think of why that person is angry at you or won't pick up your calls! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you believe firmly in what you know is right then it will be your base that will never shaken whatever the situation because you deem it as what you know that is true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Be compassionate. Forgive and forget.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Always be compassionate to everyone and everything around you. When people slap your cheek, face your other cheek for him to slap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When people scold/insult/stab you in the back/don't talk to you/have a bad impression of you, please don't do an eye for an eye. Both parties getting hurt is worse than just one. Accept these insults (or whatever) and take it as advice. For example, if people call you an asshole, find out what makes others think you're an asshole and change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not everyone can change for you. Sometimes you have to change yourself too. Of course not so much to the extent that you don't become yourself anymore! Just little changes to your personality to make you a better person. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Help when people need it. Be a friend to everyone. if people treat you like shit even after everything you've done for them, take heart that at least you made someone's life better. The world seems a whole lot nicer that way. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. Live high, live mighty, live righteously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You are a human being. Live confidently and with your head held high! Don't be crushed by setbacks because what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger. Live things the right way and always do things which help others around you, even if it doens't help yourself in the process. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I shall end here! Hope everyone learns from my 4 lessons on life! Wishing everyone a great life! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Live High" - By Jason Mraz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I try to picture a girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Through a looking glass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;See her as a carbon atom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;See her eyes and stare back at them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;See that girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As her own new world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Though a home is on the surface, she is still a universe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Glory God, oh God is peeking through the blinds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Are we all here standing naked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Taking guesses at the actual date and time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh my, justifying reasons why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Is an absolutely insane resolution to live by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Live high&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Live mighty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Live righteously&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Taking it easy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Live high&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Live mighty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Live righteously&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Try to picture the man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To always have an open hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;See him as a giving tree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;See him as matter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Matter fact he's not a beast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No not the devil either&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Always a good deed doer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And it's laughter that we're making after all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;The call of the wild is still an ordination why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And the order of the primates&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All our politics are too late&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh my, the congregation in my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Is an assembly singing gratitude&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In practice in their loving for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Live high&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Live mighty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Live righteously&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Taking it easy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Live high&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Live mighty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Live righteously&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Lets take it easy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And celebrate the malleable reality&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Because nothing is ever as it seems&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This life is but a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-4925507045928381871?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-3803606739567759460</id><published>2009-04-08T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T08:20:50.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SdzAo7TFP1I/AAAAAAAAAOY/h0mNp_sfYFo/s1600-h/Photo0097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322340668990111570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SdzAo7TFP1I/AAAAAAAAAOY/h0mNp_sfYFo/s400/Photo0097.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/Sdy2ojSZVuI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/aIdLt66j1Vs/s1600-h/Photo0097.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;See this pic up here? Its me and my cute panda! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Got it as a present from my sis who went to China with her boyfriend to meet relatives. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PANDA IS SO CUUUUUTE!!! I love it! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hahaz ok i'm being childish... anyways, i got shortlisted to go on a end-of-the-year school trip to Lao Cai, Vietnam! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The sucky thing is that i'm a Singapore PR (Permanent Resident) so i have to pay the full price... -.- Singaporeans get 50% subsidy from the School!!! WTF!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Aiya... still have to appreciate that i'm going. its not everyday you get to go on school trips overseas. Anyway, they say that going on adventure trips like these will bond me and my school mates more closer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I promise i'll get some pics back for you guys to see! Lao Cai will be a really fulfilling mountain-hiking trip! (not to mention cold...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll be doing some community service to some vietnamese children there too. This will be like Linkamania! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hmm... hope the trip won't coincide with UIP. I also want to join that! Imagine the number of hours you clock and experience you gain from that. It's all too valuable. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well i gotta go now, tomorrow school is gonna end early at 12.30pm!:D yayness~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wishing a happy good friday to all. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-3803606739567759460?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/3803606739567759460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/3803606739567759460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi-guys-see-this-pic-up-here-its-me-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SdzAo7TFP1I/AAAAAAAAAOY/h0mNp_sfYFo/s72-c/Photo0097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-5382222731901071323</id><published>2009-04-06T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T08:10:48.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi guys i'm back to blog after a long time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My life is getting freaking mundane around here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went for Footdrill mass accred on saturday. woke up at 5.40am cos of the ringing my phone made when jane smsed me. She said that we need not wear mufti to campsite before changing to full uniform. Actually wanted to wake up at 6am but thanks to jane i woke up even earlier. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Left the house at 6.45am but i didn't take the usual train all the way from Potong pasir. Took bus 133 from the bus stop opposite my house all the way straight to lavender mrt before taking the train from there to Kembangan. (Apparently things seem to be on the good side for me... all forms of transportation i took seem always to be on time. :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Took the bus 42 to campsite and saw Alvin sir and Jonathan Tan waiting outside the gates. Apparently the campsite caretakers were taking their time to open the gates. (I can't believe one of the caretaker's name is called Abu! xD at 1st i thought it was the hokkien term for "mother" HAHAZ! :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyways, the indian guy finally came at about 7.45am. We placed out bags at the Ops room and just slacked there while waiting for the rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When the rest came, we all went for the instructors briefing and changed to our Full uni's. My 1st task with Gin Yong was to "filter" the cadets according to which workshop they were supposed to attend. Then i attached myself (not literally of course!) to Alvin sir, then later to Derek sir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Throughout the whole day it was kinda fun accreding the cadets and also getting a taste of commanding them. (i was kinda rusty in commanding... i "malu"ed myself by giving the wrong commands :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then during Lunch Jonathan Tan ordered altogether enough macs worth of calories to make a whole village in africa not go hungry for a day! The whole ops room was filled with the aroma of macs! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyways i'm gonna fast forward from here and jump to after the whole thing was finished. I left 1st to go for Buddhist Fellowship which i haven't been going for a damn long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And it was this time that i finally realised how much i missed BF youth. The people there who always give me a sense of security, friendship and acceptance. The feeling that you are accepted no matter who you are or what you did. I finally refound that feeling that as long as i follow the path of the dhamma and abide by the teachings i would always be able to find my purpose in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That was what i felt. I miss attending BF youth and all its camps and stuff. Maybe i'll just paint myself yellow with a newfound smile. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Yellow" by &lt;em&gt;Coldplay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the stars,&lt;br /&gt;Look how they shine for you,&lt;br /&gt;And everything you do,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, they were all yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came along,&lt;br /&gt;I wrote a song for you,&lt;br /&gt;And all the things you do,&lt;br /&gt;And it was called "Yellow".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then I took my turn,&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a thing to have done,&lt;br /&gt;And it was all "Yellow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your skin,&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah your skin and bones,&lt;br /&gt;Turn into something beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;You know, you know I love you so,&lt;br /&gt;You know I love you so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swam across,&lt;br /&gt;I jumped across for you,&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;Cos you were all "Yellow",&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drew a line,&lt;br /&gt;I drew a line for you,&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a thing to do,&lt;br /&gt;And it was all "Yellow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your skin,&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah your skin and bones,&lt;br /&gt;Turn into something beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;And you know,&lt;br /&gt;For you I'd bleed myself dry,&lt;br /&gt;For you I'd bleed myself dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true,&lt;br /&gt;Look how they shine for you,&lt;br /&gt;Look how they shine for you,&lt;br /&gt;Look how they shine for, Look how they shine for you,&lt;br /&gt;Look how they shine for you,&lt;br /&gt;Look how they shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the stars,&lt;br /&gt;Look how they shine for you,&lt;br /&gt;And all the things that you do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-5382222731901071323?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Extreme ways" by &lt;em&gt;Moby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extreme ways are back again&lt;br /&gt;Extreme places I didn't know&lt;br /&gt;I broke everything new again&lt;br /&gt;Everything that I'd owned&lt;br /&gt;I threw it out the windows, came along&lt;br /&gt;Extreme ways I know move apart&lt;br /&gt;The colors of my sea&lt;br /&gt;Perfect color me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extreme ways that help me&lt;br /&gt;That help me out late at night&lt;br /&gt;Extreme places I had gone&lt;br /&gt;But never seen any light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dirty basements, dirty noise&lt;br /&gt;Dirty places coming through&lt;br /&gt;Extreme worlds alone&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever like it then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would stand in line for this&lt;br /&gt;There's always room in life for this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby, oh baby Then it fell apart, it fell apart (x4)&lt;br /&gt;likwit always does, always does&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extreme songs that told me&lt;br /&gt;They helped me down every night&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have much to say&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get above the light&lt;br /&gt;I closed my eyes and closed myself&lt;br /&gt;And closed my world and never opened&lt;br /&gt;Up to anything&lt;br /&gt;That could get me along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to close down everything&lt;br /&gt;I had to close down my mind&lt;br /&gt;Too many things to cover me&lt;br /&gt;Too much can make me blind&lt;br /&gt;I've seen so much in so many places&lt;br /&gt;So many heartaches, so many faces&lt;br /&gt;So many dirty things&lt;br /&gt;You couldn't even believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would stand in line for this&lt;br /&gt;It's always good in life for this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby, oh baby Then it fell apart, it fell apart (x4)&lt;br /&gt;Like it always does, always does&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-363740363645184133?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/363740363645184133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/363740363645184133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/04/extreme-ways-are-back-again-extreme.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-1265666808662603829</id><published>2009-04-02T06:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T06:30:27.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Where do you start when you have to start over?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Quote from movie trailer 'Castaway'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-1265666808662603829?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/1265666808662603829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/1265666808662603829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/04/where-do-you-start-when-you-have-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-2031837724808840654</id><published>2009-03-28T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T23:23:54.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi people. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've figured out that since i'll be busy with JC work and stuff, i won't be able to have time to write long-winded posts about my boring (i hope not...) life. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So Every friday i'll be posting a special segment where there'll be a word of the week, its definition and usage (is there is any...) and The Phrase of the month and maybe my comments about why i picked it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know its sunday now... but i'll just make this my 1st post anyway. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Word of the week: Chickenshit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Language: American (Army Slang)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Definition: Refers to behaviour from someone that makes others' life worse than it need be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(chickenshit can be recognised instantly because it never has aything to do with completing a certain task, completing an objective etc etc.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Usage: "Run 3 miles up and 3 miles down the hill?! This is chicken shit!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Phrase of the month: Minds are like parachutes - they only function when open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;By: Thomas Dewar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-2031837724808840654?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/2031837724808840654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/2031837724808840654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/03/hi-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-1682617559414795616</id><published>2009-03-27T09:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T11:20:56.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi guys! i'm back! (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've decided to leave my blog song as it is BECAUSE I"M SO ADDICTED TO THIS SONG!!! OMG!!!! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hahaz anyways... more pics! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today After school i got my nice nice SGC!!! The blue file and the gold plated words.... so nice! so professional! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317930036461674674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/Sc0VMUutoLI/AAAAAAAAAOI/upjiaMQrm9E/s400/P1040107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hahaz well everyone also got le... i sound like a child man.... xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My SGC says that i'm a "caring person who is willing to lend a helping hand to his peers who require assistance." xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes i just don't believe that what my teacher wrote about me were true. Am i really that good a person? :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And and my mum just came back from her holiday with my sis and her boyfriend in Melbourne, Australia! she bought chocolates and clothes and lotsa lotsa stuff! My mum brought home a koala bear soft toy for me! SO CUTE!!!! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317930028906726258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/Sc0VL4leQ3I/AAAAAAAAAN4/XV4IQHso4Rc/s400/P1040105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the best was a Aussie hat for my dad! and he says he's gonna bring it to his school if he needs to go to the hrydroponics garden to conduct lessons. F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;unny right my dad? xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317930034636830418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/Sc0VMN7ottI/AAAAAAAAAOA/PogQnOlYHAY/s400/P1040106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Apparently he's quite popular at school with the lower sec cos i think my dad treats the students with respect and also shows funny videos to his classes. But like the upper sec treat him like crap cos they just seem to want stuff that can help them in their 'O' levels... no interesting extras... sadded... my dad has to go through this. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tomorrow is Qi Jun Sir's workshop! How come i never invited for actual de?! i wanna help out! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;haiz... well hopefully i can show enough interest to be selected. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I need to go now! see you! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tag replies:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;d-: hahaz next year we form another team and dance k? xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JESSLYN!: its big!!! not small!!! if only you can come to my place and see it! it almost reaches my room ceiling! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-1682617559414795616?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/1682617559414795616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/1682617559414795616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/03/hi-guys-im-back-ive-decided-to-leave-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/Sc0VMUutoLI/AAAAAAAAAOI/upjiaMQrm9E/s72-c/P1040107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-3857608218074815790</id><published>2009-03-25T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T09:44:24.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yosh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FINALLY HAVE PICS TO UPLOAD!!! MUAHAHAHAHA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm being freaking lame... the pics you're about to see are going to be dull anyway...&lt;br /&gt;After weeks of procrastinating and finally buying the right batteries for my camera... i can finally update my life with some illustrations. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... about a couple of weeks ago, my parents bought a set of furniture for my room! yayness~!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One large showcupboard (Its so big it really clears up alot of my mess in the room!!) and one cupboard to hang my clothes in (my cupboard looks so much neater now! :D) oh yeah... that's khairul's cap (on the cupboard door handle) which i borrowed from him for the Arts fest dance performance... :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317166220715043602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/ScpegZVtKxI/AAAAAAAAANo/n0hplLlfwqk/s400/P1040101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317166229641508178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/Scpeg6l8NVI/AAAAAAAAANw/X-MhhQVxTd8/s400/P1040102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I saw the Arts fest video for Subcrew's dance performance!!! OMG it was so cool!! now i'm suffering from Dance withdrawal! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna wanna wanna dance!!! xD hmm.... now still got leftover dance energy... but where to put them now?? wish i can enrol i some hiphop dance classes... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One song has captured me and i hope i can dance hip-hop to this tune! take care guys! i have school tomorrow!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Closer" by Ne-yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turn the lights off in this place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And she shines just like a star&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I swear I know her face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just don’t know who you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turn the music up in here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still hear her loud and clear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like she’s right there in my ear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Telling me that She wants to own me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To control me Come closer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come closer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I just can’t pull myself away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Under her spell I can't break&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just cant stop x4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I just can’t bring myself away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I don’t want to escape&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just cant stop x5 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can feel her on my skin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can taste her on my tongue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's the sweetest taste of sin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The more I get the more I want&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She wants to own me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come closer She says "come closer"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I just can’t pull myself away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Under her spell I can't break&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just cant stop x4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I just can’t bring myself away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I don’t want to escape&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just cant stop x5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Come closer) x 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just can’t stop nooooo x4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I just can’t pull myself away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Under her spell I can't break&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just cant stop x4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I just can’t bring myself away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I don’t want to escape&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just cant stop x5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I just can’t pull myself away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Under her spell I can't break&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just cant stop x5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;come closer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-3857608218074815790?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/3857608218074815790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/3857608218074815790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/03/yosh-i-finally-have-pics-to-upload.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/ScpegZVtKxI/AAAAAAAAANo/n0hplLlfwqk/s72-c/P1040101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-6986224060704144295</id><published>2009-03-23T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T10:04:23.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi my dear readers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sorry i haven't been posting alot for the past few days. Nothing much except for the RCY arts fest that i helped out and participated in on saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Woke up friggin early in the morning and left the house to catch bus 13 (unlucky number that is...) to RI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Got there and met up with Jie qi, Hadi sir, Ye jing and Syafarinah ma'am (is that how her name is spelt?! XD ) who were practising their dance and also fellow dance member Khairul and also Si ling. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Waited around for the rest and saw calvin... CALVIN YOU KNOW HOW TO DANCE DAMMIT!!!! hahaz... well too bad he didn't join subcrew to dance... the more the merrier. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And and i saw a pic of Jie Qi in the 2008 RIRCY pic! The way RI takes photos of their CCA's are damn cool!!! We should have one for our batch 10/09! Oh yeah... later in the event i saw Geraldine and Linette from ULP 2006! Long time never see le! but not much contact... just "hi" and "bye" with a few sentences in between. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Was a usher for Arts fest and the ushers were given this purple piece of cloth to signify that we're ushers... and the marshals we're given yellow pieces of cloth. (until i have no idea what those pieces of cloth are for.....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyways... first couple of hours were spent ushering the supporters to the hall to register, take a look at the static displays and get into the hall to watch the performances. After doing that for gruelling number of hours... went to eat lunch and then continued ushering for the cadets side...... BORING ARH!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well can't really complain can i? :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Amdis ma'am bought bubble tea for us!!! THANKS A MILLION AMDIS MA'AM!!! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Later had to meet up with subcrew for dance practice and also change into our dance clothes and put make-up on! thanks to Sarah Cheong and Sarah Tan for the make up. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We made our way to the Auditorium and rehearsed before going into the auditorium. Waited for the rest of the cadet performances to finish before it was out turn. Aparrently the St. Gabriels Secondary put up a drama where one of the characters was named george. Damn funny when "George" died.... HAHA!!! no offence or anything... it was just too damn funny. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When we got up to dance it was the most exhilirating feeling ever. (: although the lighting sucked (not my comment! :P) it was an achievement for me to just go up and dance. Hadi sir's group danced well too! congrats to them! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To cut everything short... (and not to bore my ever-fledgling number of readers...) We finished everything and packed up everything and i went home by bus. Met up with Jie Qi at the bus stop and bussed home together with jie qi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;argh... i have to go now... i'll post something sooner or later... i don't expect much people to visit this blog anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'll up date soon... jana~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-6986224060704144295?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/6986224060704144295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/6986224060704144295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/03/hi-my-dear-readers.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-4508360352576170576</id><published>2009-03-16T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T09:51:02.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well no pictures (again...) this time round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wish i was more disciplined to do stuff that i really want to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nothing much happened today anyway. Woke up at 6.30am and went to school for H2 maths supplementary lectures... AND IT WAS A TOTAL WASTE OF MY TIME!! The freaking lecturer took about half the lesson trying to figure out how to work the projector and in the end we spent the rest of the lecture pushing buttons on our calculators and learning nothing new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And a 3 hour break inbetween was a welcoming relief... although i didn't get to sleep inside the study. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's why later i was dozing off during My H1 Chem lecture today. :P It was the plain old Redox i learnt during sec school. (only the more complicated cos i took the bloody old syllabus subjects..... :X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tomorrow i have Physics lecture and economics lecture/tutorial!!!! can't wait to get it all overwith and sleep man... Life is sorrowful for a Normal Academic slacker like me... :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then i came home and went out with my dad to Funan the IT mall to shop around abit. The worst part of Funan is that the gaming demo kiosks are always hogged by these inconsiderate people... i mean HELLO!!! The sign says to just play around with the demo for maximum 15 minutes... not hogging it like its some LAN shop or anything!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i wanted to try the Red Alert 3 they had set up! but this guy just kept playing and playing and i was like standing so freaking close to him, he just keeps playing like as if i'm not there! haiz.... such is the world...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well i have to go soon... tomorrow morning my dad wants me to go jog with him. I better get some rest. I'll update real soon! (with pics i hope... :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"The Reason" by &lt;em&gt;Hoobastank&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a perfect person&lt;br /&gt;There's many things I wish I didn't do&lt;br /&gt;But I continue learning&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to do those things to you&lt;br /&gt;And so I have to say before I go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I just want you to know&lt;br /&gt;I've found a reason for me&lt;br /&gt;To change who I used to be&lt;br /&gt;A reason to start over new&lt;br /&gt;and the reason is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I hurt you&lt;br /&gt;It's something I must live with everyday&lt;br /&gt;And all the pain I put you through&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could take it all away&lt;br /&gt;And be the one who catches all your tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats why I need you to hear&lt;br /&gt;I've found a reason for me&lt;br /&gt;To change who I used to be&lt;br /&gt;A reason to start over new&lt;br /&gt;and the reason is You [x4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a perfect person&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to do those things to you&lt;br /&gt;And so I have to say before I go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I just want you to know&lt;br /&gt;I've found a reason for me&lt;br /&gt;To change who I used to be&lt;br /&gt;A reason to start over new&lt;br /&gt;and the reason is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found a reason to show&lt;br /&gt;A side of me you didn't know&lt;br /&gt;A reason for all that I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the reason is you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-4508360352576170576?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/4508360352576170576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/4508360352576170576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/03/hi-guys-well-no-pictures-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-7315297530326387184</id><published>2009-03-14T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T09:31:28.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tomorrow is dance... things happened recently... no matter how subtle they have been...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's why i changed my blogskin... unfortunatley...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Million apologies to my readers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Vienna" by &lt;em&gt;The Fray&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day's last one-way ticket train pulls in&lt;br /&gt;We smile for the casual closure capturing&lt;br /&gt;There goes the downpour&lt;br /&gt;Here goes my fare thee well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's really no way to reach me&lt;br /&gt;There's really no way to reach me&lt;br /&gt;There's really no way to reach me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm already gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only so many words that we can say&lt;br /&gt;Spoken upon long-distance melody&lt;br /&gt;This is my hello&lt;br /&gt;This is my goodness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's really no way to reach me&lt;br /&gt;There's really no way to reach me&lt;br /&gt;There's really no way to reach me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm already gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in five or ten yours and mine will meet again&lt;br /&gt;Straighten this whole thing out&lt;br /&gt;Maybe then honesty need not be feared as a friend or an enemy&lt;br /&gt;This is the distance&lt;br /&gt;And this is my game face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's really no way to reach me&lt;br /&gt;There's really no way to reach me&lt;br /&gt;Is there really no way to reach me&lt;br /&gt;Am I already gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is your maverick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Vienna...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-7315297530326387184?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/7315297530326387184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/7315297530326387184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-made-my-resolution.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-5416166566802769322</id><published>2009-03-11T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T08:23:10.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally... At last i find some pics that i can upload... (Haha! i actually koped it from Gin Yong's blog :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And here are 2 group photos of our very own dance group, sub-crew!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zq9yUOpDqTQ/SbaR1jPlrTI/AAAAAAAAASM/pMdfQOsdZFc/s320/DSC05288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zq9yUOpDqTQ/SbaR1e-TUxI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZJ_fFtfFAqA/s320/DSC05278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cool right? xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well sorry for this short post cos i need to do some research for General Paper and have to study for my Economics test tomorrow. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll update soon! jana~! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-5416166566802769322?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/5416166566802769322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/5416166566802769322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/03/hi-guys-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zq9yUOpDqTQ/SbaR1jPlrTI/AAAAAAAAASM/pMdfQOsdZFc/s72-c/DSC05288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-4537203686908678704</id><published>2009-03-09T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T05:26:08.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everyone's got this bottle inside of them. Different people have bottles of different sizes... so it can only contain so much depending on the person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ever had that bottle break? or overflow perhaps at least?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But before that happens... do you get the feeling that everything inside that bottle is being compressed? like you're forced to take every atom and fill every pico-metre of that bottle to the brim?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what about taking it to the next level... over the course of time more atoms are filled inside that bottle to the brink of explosion. Yet somehow, something about that bottle just stops it from imploding into smithereens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its like having a glass bottle that stretches as more liquid is filled inside of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now... only a few more atoms added into this bottle before it explodes into fireworks... spilling everything in every direction and the glass shards blown, ricocheting off the walls and embedding itself in everything it hits...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Until all that is left is nothing but spillage and the remains of the glass bottle. Nothing to collect, nothing to pour out of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Slowly opening up the cork and letting the overflow spill out gently could help... but the risk of the overflow widening into a waterfall is high... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How do you release this pent up liquid inside without having to risk hurting others around you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But it is only a few atoms.... is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-4537203686908678704?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/4537203686908678704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/4537203686908678704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/03/everyones-got-this-bottle-inside-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-5364105801819282971</id><published>2009-03-09T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T04:59:16.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Call me irresponsible....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok to the dirt with pics! i guess i can't promise stuff too easily like that. sorry folks... i guess i won't be spamming pics like last time for now. JC is really really stress for a N(A) guy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-5364105801819282971?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/5364105801819282971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/5364105801819282971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/03/call-me-irresponsible.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-869009374623055959</id><published>2009-03-08T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T08:05:14.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok... 1st post after i promised on the last one and i broke it already xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No pics this time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But anyway i saw a video of how ,us, subcrew danced. it was awesome! but i think there's a problem when i saw myself dance.... :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I find that most of the time i keep hunching... and my neck seems to crane forward away from my body.... xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOOK DAMN UGLY WHEN I DANCE!! OMG!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;maybe i'm just thinking too much... but i think my neck craning forward and my hunchback is really a prob... must start sitting up straight and standing straight too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hahaz i'm supposed to be doing my mini-project work and must finish the presentation by tomorrow! xD i am so not going to get enough sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My paternal grandmother has come to visit!! Yayness~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll update soon! bye guys! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-869009374623055959?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/869009374623055959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/869009374623055959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/03/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-7086272675417912483</id><published>2009-03-06T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T07:17:30.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi guys! its late at night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i know my blog is getting boring cos its not like last time when i used to spam pictures :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;its just that i'm busy with stuff and i forget to bring my camera! And i'm too lazy to use my phone camera! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have to make it a habit to start bringing my camera during events :P Tonight was INTENSE dance practice!!! i think i practised the whole dance about more than 5 times tonight... TIRED ARR!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hahaz... i think its good to drown yourself in stuff and put your heart and soul into them. :) it takes all your troubles off your mind and makes you forget stuff with time if you do it hard enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Same goes for dancing! hahaz i keep dancing with full energy and i sweat so much that my whole shirt is full of sweat at the end of the day. :P After all that workout... i think i'll have good night of sleep. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I PROMISE THAT THIS WILL BE THAT LAST POST WITH NO PICTURES!!!! I'LL ADD PICTURES IN EVERY POST FROM NEXT POST ONWARDS!!! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Be like that" - &lt;em&gt;3 Doors down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He spends his nights in California&lt;br /&gt;Watching the stars on the big screen.&lt;br /&gt;Then he lies awake and wonders Why can't that be me?&lt;br /&gt;Cause in his life he's filled with all these good intentions.&lt;br /&gt;He's left a lot of things he'd rather not mention right now.&lt;br /&gt;But just before he says goodnight, He looks up with a little smile at me and he says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could be like that I'd give anything&lt;br /&gt;Just to live one day In those shoes.&lt;br /&gt;If I could be like that, what would I do?&lt;br /&gt;What would I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now and dreams we run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She spends her days up in the north park,&lt;br /&gt;watching the people as they pass.&lt;br /&gt;And all she wants is just a little piece of this dream, is that too much to ask?&lt;br /&gt;With a safe home, and a warm bed, on a quiet little street.&lt;br /&gt;All she wants is just that something to hold onto, that's all she needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! If I could be like that, I would give anything&lt;br /&gt;Just to live one day, in those shoes.&lt;br /&gt;If I could be like that, what would I do?&lt;br /&gt;What would I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling into this, in dreams we run away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could be like that, I would give anything&lt;br /&gt;Just to live one day, in those shoes.&lt;br /&gt;If I could be like that, what would I do?&lt;br /&gt;What would I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could be like that, I would give anything&lt;br /&gt;Just to live one day, in those shoes.&lt;br /&gt;If I could be like that, what would I do?&lt;br /&gt;What would I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could be like that, I would give anything&lt;br /&gt;Just to live one day, in those shoes.&lt;br /&gt;If I could be like that, what would I do?&lt;br /&gt;What would I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling in.&lt;br /&gt;I feel I am falling in to this again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-7086272675417912483?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/7086272675417912483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/7086272675417912483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/03/hi-guys-its-late-at-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-1430200978567553024</id><published>2009-02-27T09:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T03:03:19.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi guys! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Life's a bit boring lately... school, work, school again...work again... dammit its becoming like secondary school all over again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But i still have my dear dance mates to practise with. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GO SUBCREW! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Vetting is on saturday! and its dance dance dance all that way! hahaz... my muscles are slack after all that moving about. :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;just got a e-mail from HQ about the "Malaysian Red Crescent Asia Pacific Volunteer &amp;amp; Youth camp" sadded la! cannot go!!! Why aren't i in Poly then i can go????? So much fun stuff i'm missing at HQ! I've never gone on a overseas trip sub-sponsored by any society or corporation whatsoever! darn it... such a golden opportunity to serve red cross gone le... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Haiz... i think i'm getting too involved in Red Cross. My parents have been blasting me lately for going out for red cross stuff and coming home late. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well i'm thinking of abstaining from Red Cross in April and study for my lecture tests. I'm having a Economics lecture test next thursday! :O I'm quite bad at managing time you see... Only if i have more time to do stuff i want then i can get things done... like if i was in Poly then that would come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hmm... i'm lagging behind in work. i seem to leave work for night... that's why either i am not able to finish my work or doze off in class or even both! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think i somehow need some concrete motivation to push me to work. I feel like i'm doing everything in sub-standard form... i can feel it....but i'm your average slacker! i need passion to make me do everything to the best of my ability!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and i can blah blah blah and rant rant rant about school... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aiya... i think the only thing keeping me going is Red Cross. I LOVE RED CROSS!!! RED CROSS ROCKS!!! Seriously... Red cross will most probably be my biggest lifelong attachment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hahaz i sound like a kid.... but maybe inside i'm just a kid. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I'm just a kid" - &lt;em&gt;Simple Plan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up it was 7&lt;br /&gt;I waited till 11&lt;br /&gt;Just to figure out that no one would call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i got a lot of friends but I don't hear from them&lt;br /&gt;What's another night all alone?&lt;br /&gt;When your spending everyday on your own&lt;br /&gt;And here it goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a kid and life is a nightmare&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a kid,&lt;br /&gt;I know that its not fair&lt;br /&gt;Nobody cares, cause I'm alone and the world is&lt;br /&gt;Having more fun than me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight...And maybe when the night is dead, I'll crawl into my bed&lt;br /&gt;Staring at these 4 walls again&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to think about the last time, I had a good time&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's got somewhere to go&lt;br /&gt;And they're gonna leave me here on my own and here it goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a kid and life is a nightmare&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a kid, I know that its not fair&lt;br /&gt;Nobody cares, cause I'm alone and the world is&lt;br /&gt;Having more fun than me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck is wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;Don't fit in with anybody&lt;br /&gt;How did this happen to me?&lt;br /&gt;Wide awake I'm bored and I can't fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;And every night is the worst night ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a kid (x5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a kid and life is a nightmare&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a kid, I know that its not fair&lt;br /&gt;Nobody cares, cause I'm alone and the world is&lt;br /&gt;Nobody wants to be alone in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a kid and life is a nightmare&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a kid, I know that its not fair&lt;br /&gt;Nobody cares, cause I'm alone and the world is&lt;br /&gt;Nobody wants to be alone in the world&lt;br /&gt;Nobody cares, cause I'm alone and the world is&lt;br /&gt;Having more fun than me tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'm all alone tonight&lt;br /&gt;Nobody cares tonight&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm just a kid tonight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-1430200978567553024?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/1430200978567553024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/1430200978567553024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-5095053653404781516</id><published>2009-02-24T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T00:33:20.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its wednesday and my days at SRJC is really starting to add wieghts on me. Lately i've been caught dozing off in class... dammit... I'm still in the 'O' level mood i guess, still waiting until evening to start studying and all that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And because of that i'm going to sleep at around 12 midnight each time! I have to start working once i step home and shower and all the other whatnots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well guess you all won't be able to see much updates from here on cos either i'll be busy studying or just because i have not much privilege of going online anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;haiz... how can an N(A) student like me cope with this shit?! i can't believe i'm in JC to study for an 'A' level cert which only does nothing else but get me an admission to study again!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;that's life i guess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well on the more personal side, things are going well. My social life has widened alot since VIP and SR. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;like i said in my earlier posts, i need to learn to let go. Holding on to something which cannot be attained will only bring suffering. Be happy with what you have now, let go of things you lost, rejoice with what you gain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In the end, life is all about yourself. Not about what you have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm not sure if i'm just talking crap or giving random advice... i have nothing to really talk about anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh yeah, i registered Red Cross as my external CCA. woots!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;see you guys! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I think god can explain..." by &lt;em&gt;Splender&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot of things I understand&lt;br /&gt;And there's a lot of things that&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to know&lt;br /&gt;But you're the only face I recognize&lt;br /&gt;It's so damn sweet of you&lt;br /&gt;to look me in the eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's alright,&lt;br /&gt;I'm okay&lt;br /&gt;I think God can explain&lt;br /&gt;I believe&lt;br /&gt;I'm the same&lt;br /&gt;I get caried away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's alright,&lt;br /&gt;I'm okay&lt;br /&gt;I think God can explain&lt;br /&gt;I'm relieved I'm relaxed&lt;br /&gt;I'll get over it yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sent of vasoline&lt;br /&gt;in the summertime&lt;br /&gt;The feel of an icecube&lt;br /&gt;Melting overtime&lt;br /&gt;The world seems bigger&lt;br /&gt;Than both of us&lt;br /&gt;Yet it seems so small&lt;br /&gt;when I begin to cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's alright,&lt;br /&gt;I'm okay&lt;br /&gt;I think God can explain&lt;br /&gt;I believe&lt;br /&gt;I'm the same&lt;br /&gt;I get caried away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's alright,&lt;br /&gt;I'm O.K.&lt;br /&gt;I think God can explain&lt;br /&gt;I'm relieved I'm relaxed&lt;br /&gt;I'll get over it yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so much better than you guessed&lt;br /&gt;I'm so much bigger than you guessed&lt;br /&gt;I'm so much brighter than you guessed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's alright,&lt;br /&gt;I'm O.K.&lt;br /&gt;I think God can explain&lt;br /&gt;I believe I'm the same&lt;br /&gt;I get caried away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's alright,&lt;br /&gt;I'm O.K.&lt;br /&gt;I think God can explain&lt;br /&gt;I'm relieved I'm relaxed&lt;br /&gt;I'll get over it yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think God can explain&lt;br /&gt;I think God can explain&lt;br /&gt;I think God can explain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-5095053653404781516?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/5095053653404781516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/5095053653404781516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/02/hi-guys_24.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-4759018044132210259</id><published>2009-02-20T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T09:16:09.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi guys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Emotionally, physically, psychologically....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And its only the 1st week of school dammit....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't believe my brain turned itself on to "delete" mode... now i'm lagging behind in H2 maths because i forgot most of the 'A' maths formulas... I NEED TUITION AGAIN!!! I can't believe how fast JC pace is! in 1 week we are already finishing 2 topics, partial fractions and binomial!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm gonna register red cross as an external CCA that's for sure... At this moment i love red cross too much to give up for anything else! (except studies of course... xD) I wanted to go for ODAC (OutDoor Activities Club) but they need people who can swim!!! AND I CAN'T SWIM!! ARGH!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I also took an interest in the CCC (Community Chamions Council) but i thought... since RC already has alot of these community stuff where got use joining? Then i thought of the SRJC Student council... was quite interested because they claimed to be the "Elite" of the school... but people told me that if i were to join, i had to REALLY know how to handle my time well. (And i suck at managing time...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think i'm going to flunk my first Chem class test!!! now i know how disadvantaged i am for taking the old syllabus subjects..... :( Things like "Avogadro's constant" i oso never learn!! And i only learnt that "s.t.p" stands for "standard temperature and pressure" and that at "s.t.p" that 1 mole = 22.4dm cube!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And OMG!!!! I thought i was better at physics!!! Now i understand no shit about it!! only some idea here and there... why can't 'A' level be like 2 and 1/2 years or something??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I only have one phrase to describe my JC life from now on: JC is hell......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well i gotta go 1st... i'll update soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Take care my dear readers. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-4759018044132210259?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/4759018044132210259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/4759018044132210259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/02/hi-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-8924470955205816978</id><published>2009-02-19T01:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T02:01:32.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Save me" - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remy Zero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel my wings have broken in your hands &lt;br /&gt;I feel the words unspoken inside &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they pull you under &lt;br /&gt;And I would give you anything you want &lt;br /&gt;Well all I wanted &lt;br /&gt;All my dreams have fallen down &lt;br /&gt;Crawling around somebody save me &lt;br /&gt;And two warm hands break right through me &lt;br /&gt;Somebody save me &lt;br /&gt;I don't care how you do it &lt;br /&gt;Just stay &lt;br /&gt;Stay &lt;br /&gt;Come on &lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the world has folded in your heart &lt;br /&gt;I feel the waves crash down inside &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they pull me under &lt;br /&gt;I would give you anything you want &lt;br /&gt;Well all I wanted &lt;br /&gt;And all my dreams have fallen down &lt;br /&gt;Crawling around somebody save me &lt;br /&gt;And two warm hands break right through me &lt;br /&gt;Somebody save me &lt;br /&gt;I don't care how you do it &lt;br /&gt;Just stay &lt;br /&gt;Stay &lt;br /&gt;Come on &lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all my dreams are on the ground &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crawling around somebody save me &lt;br /&gt;And two warm hands break right through me &lt;br /&gt;Somebody save me &lt;br /&gt;I don't care how you do it &lt;br /&gt;Just save me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made this whole world shine for &lt;br /&gt;Just stay &lt;br /&gt;Stay &lt;br /&gt;Come on &lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting for you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-8924470955205816978?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/8924470955205816978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/8924470955205816978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/02/save-me-remy-zero-i-feel-my-wings-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-8141895732670512263</id><published>2009-02-16T03:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T03:44:06.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The world will look up and shout "save us!" and i will whisper... "no..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tell me why should i live in a world i have no stake in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm gone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-8141895732670512263?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/8141895732670512263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/8141895732670512263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/02/world-will-look-up-and-shout-save-us.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-8076617707228798980</id><published>2009-02-15T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T07:41:31.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Somehow i think i learnt something important in life. When things don't go as smooth as you want them to be, just know that what happens has happened. Learn to let go because when you don't, it'll only bug you more and more as you think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Things happen, so you just gotta learn to accept facts. Stand firm to the things you believe in and deal with the stuff that comes at you when they do. Thinking too much won't solve the problem until it comes to you. In the end, it may not be what you thought it was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The term i learned is this: &lt;strong&gt;Anything is possible&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why? because you just can't assume things. For example, when you call someone and they don't pick up, it may be for a variety of reasons that range from the totally innocent to the worst case scenario. But the best is not to fret and just don't think of why that person is angry at you or won't pick up your calls! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you believe firmly in what you know is right then it will be your base that will never shaken whatever the situation is because you deem it as what you know that is true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is something that i'm still trying to learn and condition myself to. This is especially important to the sensitive and insecure people. Hopefully i'll grow to become more resilient when facing my fears and problems within me and hope this helps others too. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-8076617707228798980?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/8076617707228798980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/8076617707228798980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-guys-somehow-i-think-i-learnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-2870952103875313197</id><published>2009-02-14T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T18:29:23.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Velentine's day to everyone!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well FDC was on the same day as V'day but its alright. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Spent most of the day at Farifield Methodist Secondary School standing and babysitting the cadets. For both round A and B, Fadilah was posted to the same class as me so at least i wasn't bored. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The plan was quite simple. Just babysit the cadets until it was time, then bring them outof the class and down form the 3rd floor to the Uniform Inspection area, then to the Zone 'X' (which is the holding area before the quadrangle... better known as the basketball court.). Then when their done, i would bring them up to the hall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Did that about 3 to 4 times for the whole day before it was time for the closing ceremony and time to shift back everything in the whole school!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Back aching, feet aching, dirty uniform.... well can i say it was all worth it? xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Debrief was ok too. Not much complaints and things we need to improve on. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then it was time for exchanging v'day flowers and gifts and go home! A very fulfilling day for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm dedicating this song to you. :) I love your gift and hope mine's likeable enough compared to yours. xD I will treasure it always, and may we let this continue forever on. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Never had a dream come true" - &lt;em&gt;S CLub 7&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's got something they had to leave behind&lt;br /&gt;One regret from yesterday that just seems to grow with time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's no use looking back or wondering&lt;br /&gt;How it could be now or might have been&lt;br /&gt;Oh this I know but still I can't find ways to let you go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've never had a dream come true&lt;br /&gt;Till the day that I found you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I pretend that I've moved on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You'll always be my baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never found the words to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're the one I think about each day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know no matter where life takes me to&lt;br /&gt;A part of me will always be with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in my memory&lt;br /&gt;I've lost all sense of time&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow can never be &lt;strong&gt;cos yesterday is all that fills my mind&lt;br /&gt;There's no use looking back or wondering&lt;br /&gt;How it should be now or might have been&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh this I know but still I can't find ways to let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've never had a dream come true&lt;br /&gt;Till the day that I found you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I pretend that I've moved on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You'll always be my baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never found the words to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're the one I think about each day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know no matter where life takes me to&lt;br /&gt;A part of me will always be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You'll always be the dream that fills my head&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes you will, say you will, you know you will&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby, &lt;strong&gt;you'll always be the one I know I'll never forget&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no use looking back or wondering&lt;br /&gt;Because &lt;strong&gt;love is a strange and funny thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;No matter how I try and try I just can't say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;No no no no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've never had a dream come true&lt;br /&gt;Till the day that I found you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Even though I pretend that I've moved on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You'll always be my baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never found the words to say (words to say)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're the one I think about each day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I know no matter where life takes me to&lt;br /&gt;A part of me will always be&lt;br /&gt;A part of me will always be with you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-2870952103875313197?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/2870952103875313197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/2870952103875313197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-feel-shitty-angry-sad-crappy-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-3961577568826023695</id><published>2009-02-12T04:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T05:52:15.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well today was the Grand finale of my SRJC orientation and the last day too. Tomorrow i'm going to officially wearing my SRJC uniform for the 1st time! and tomorrow school will end at 12.30pm for us J1's!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today seemed abit routine for me. First up was house time where the different houses (i'm in pegasus house by the way.... ) had some time together to practice cheers and design "cheer combos" for the grand finale. I think in the end it was a total waste of time cos i helped out in teaching everyone the "long kang" cheer but in the end no one even used it.... sian... -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then after House time was lunch. I think i fell in love with another stall!! xD Primary school was the fishball noodle stall! secondary school was the chicken rice stall! Now in JC is the hokkien mee stall!!! The food at SRJC is quite fabulous and worth it when compared to the cost. a plate of hokkien mee costs only $1.50 and i can add more noodles in my plate for free! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After lunch was scavenger hunt! Well it wasn't really scavenger hunt... it was like station games but with different activities to do. here's the list...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. In this station, its like a 3 legged race but your partner is blindfolded and you have to guide him through obstacles. At then end of the obstacles you have to guide your partner in using a plastic spoon to scoop marbles from one pail filled with water in to another pail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. Another game that needs people to be blindfolded. 3 people get blindfolded and have to complete 3 individual jigsaw puzzles with the help from the rest of the group. took a long time to finish this one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. Next was about getting everyone to pull strings attached to a pen and draw the outline of  pictures (namely gary the snail and patrick the starfish from spongebob squarepants... lame...). but the end result for patrick was still kinda cute. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. An envelope with parts of teachers names are all mixed up with their specific titles (e.g HOD/mathematics... etc etc...) and we had to send only one person (me...) to check out the teacher list on the board and get the names of the teachers and their respective titles right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. A questionnaire of 9 questions that relate to the school and which the answers can only be acquired by asking around. (who's the 1st principal of SRJC....what's the full name of one of the school security guards... what is the price of a mocha freeze at one of the cafe's.... etc etc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. Some kind of obstacle course... 10 different people must climb over a low wall, then 50 pull ups must be attained by another few different people (we can cheat by carrying them up of course... xD ) then 25 inclined pull ups by the rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7. A game where people have to be blind folded (again...haiz..) and 2 people must go up to the 2nd floor unblindfolded  to direct the rest into forming the words "SR"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8. Some kind of spider web game that everyone must go through without touching the strings and holes can only be used 2 times to get people through. ( hilariously... we had to carry people using some form of human stretcher and transport some guys to the otherside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well that's it... but we did some cheers along the way for the game I/Cs for extra points. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The grand finale was quite ok. There were performances put up for us and a video of the times we had during orientation. Then the worst part came... THE COLLEGE DANCE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seriously whoever designed the dance is completely lame. the dance steps are hilarious and the tune for the dance is so yucks la! Then we did the college dance for a few times before the teachers came in to join us. Then the principal thought that we weren're dancing well.... so he made us do the chicken dance!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Haiz... after the enjoyable chicken dance was the college anthem. Sing it once, sing it proud. And after that was straight dismissal and home sweet home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Next week i shall start suffering... must get myself into full gear already....haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-3961577568826023695?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/3961577568826023695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/3961577568826023695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/02/hi-guys-well-today-was-grand-finale-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-8546576587532555244</id><published>2009-02-09T04:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T06:07:41.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi guys! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I haven't posted in what? 2 days?? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But the other day i didn't feel like posting cos i felt that these past couple of days weren't interesting. JC Orientation is slowing down in terms of its excitement. Now it feels like i'm dreading to go orientation..haiz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i wish classes can start soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well today i shouted my voice hoarse from the cheering, and i wish everyone can be more enthu and shout along too. Orientation is fun when everyone participates! but when everything is half-hearted its not fun anymore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But it was still fun anyway. Today i changed to my new civics group which will be my permanent class called 1S14. Only 5 girls and 15 guys.... but nevermind! Nelson is also in the same class as me so i'm not alone! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Started out station games at school which comprised of the following"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Tug-of-war (Newton's 2nd law worked against us today as there was this big guy at the other side which had the advantage of his immense size to own us in both rounds.....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. Some game where you compete with another group in plugging a styrofoam box riddled with holes and having your other team mates pour water in the box until it reaches a certain level. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. Human entanglement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. another wet game which needed to wrap a "hostage" with newspaper and protect her from getting wet by the opposite team without crossing the other team's border. (here we practice the value selflessness by sacrificing ourselves by getting wet so that our "hostage" doesn't have to.......)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. Caterpillar (WHOEVER DESIGNED THIS GAME DESERVES TO DIE!!!! All of us had to sit and have the person behind you put their heels on your thighs... then everyone had to move their butts forward together like some caterpillar. my thighs were red from the friction from the other guys shoes rubbing on my thighs!!!! I SWEAR THAT I THOUGHT MY CROTCH WAS ON FIRE!!!!! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. Capture the flag &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7. some stupid game worthy of the title "the most time-wasting game ever..." We had to use straws and create 2 rows of straws to make a railing for ping pong balls to roll on for a certain distance...... -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; The whole thing cost me a whole lot of strength and my wits... at the end of the day i almost fell asleep during the debrief cos of being too tired... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tomorrow is going to be the amazing race outside school!!! i'm going to be exausted tomorrow man....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'll update soon.... bye (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-8546576587532555244?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/8546576587532555244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/8546576587532555244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/02/hi-guys-d-i-havent-posted-in-what-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-6391790926003995526</id><published>2009-02-05T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T23:27:45.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi guys! i found this super cool hip-hop video on youtube! :) enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K9eronBc-VE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K9eronBc-VE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-6391790926003995526?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/6391790926003995526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/6391790926003995526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/02/hi-guys-i-found-this-super-cool-hip-hop.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-4776574038322769648</id><published>2009-02-04T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T00:03:02.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi guys!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well because of stuff that's been happening for a while, i haven't been able to update on the other aspects of my life. :P Million apologies!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well today i went to SRJC and we had just continuous sample lectures. General Paper lecture was crap la!! They make us do one 400 word argumentative essay in 1 hour! SIAO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then after GP lecture was the Economics lecture. Had to buy the H2 Economics lecture book yesterday which cost me a lousy $5. At least its a good&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SYqYgsHFVmI/AAAAAAAAANI/6AAPerELFqY/s1600-h/Photo0068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299215598918915682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SYqYgsHFVmI/AAAAAAAAANI/6AAPerELFqY/s400/Photo0068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; read though. xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then after Economics, i chose to go to the History Lecture... and boy, did i find out that H1 History students have to do four 4-page essays in 3 hours for just the 1st paper only!!! OMG luckily i didn't put H1 history as part of the 1st choice.... xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The maths lecture was quite a quick one actually. Just a quick lesson on partial fractions (Which i did not learn cos i was taking the old 'O' level A maths syllabus...) . I think H2 maths will be the death of me man... i already had a hard time with 'A' maths. Now i have to contend with two 3-hour A level maths papers??? Haiz.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299217058784016626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SYqZ1qiC-PI/AAAAAAAAANQ/xO7LGq4FI_c/s400/Photo0070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Basically that was it...then i went to the gallery to buy my uniform and stuff. My dad says that the colour of the uniform was horrible cos its beige/light pink. Other than that, the polo t-shirt, bermuda's, PE shorts and pants are alright. :) Can't wait to wear them next monday! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well that's it for today... have to report on at 8.30am tomorrow cos the teacher's have morning PT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'll update soon! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-4776574038322769648?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/4776574038322769648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/4776574038322769648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/02/hi-guys-well-because-of-stuff-thats.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SYqYgsHFVmI/AAAAAAAAANI/6AAPerELFqY/s72-c/Photo0068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-1290587597975062042</id><published>2009-02-04T03:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T04:09:30.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After all that has happened for the past few days, somehow i don't regret the outcome...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm relieved, no, happy to know that we'll still be as close, hopefully maybe closer after this whole emotionally problematic and stressful ordeal. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You're right... maybe its just the circumstances that make it impossible to happen, but maybe time will tell. All we need to do is concentrate on studies and keep ourselves in contact with each other. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know its rough there, but i still worry for you as always... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;if you're gonna be superwoman, i don't mind being your superman. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I dedicate this song to you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Superman" - &lt;em&gt;Five for Fighting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand to fly&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that naive&lt;br /&gt;I'm just out to find&lt;br /&gt;The better part of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm more than a bird... I'm more than a plane&lt;br /&gt;I'm more than some pretty face beside a train&lt;br /&gt;And it's not easy to be me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could cry&lt;br /&gt;Fall upon my knees&lt;br /&gt;Find a way to lie&lt;br /&gt;About a home I'll never see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may sound absurd... but don't be naive&lt;br /&gt;Even heroes have the right to bleed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be disturbed... but won't you concede&lt;br /&gt;Even heroes have the right to dream&lt;br /&gt;And it's not easy to be me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up, up and away... away from me&lt;br /&gt;Well it's all right... you can all sleep sound tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'm not crazy... or anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand to fly&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that naive&lt;br /&gt;Men weren't meant to ride&lt;br /&gt;With clouds between their knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm only a man in a silly red sheet&lt;br /&gt;Digging for kryptonite on this one way street&lt;br /&gt;Only a man in a funny red sheet&lt;br /&gt;Looking for special things inside of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside of me&lt;br /&gt;Inside of me&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, inside of me&lt;br /&gt;Inside of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm only a man&lt;br /&gt;In a funny red sheet&lt;br /&gt;I'm only a man&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a dream&lt;br /&gt;I'm only a man&lt;br /&gt;In a funny red sheet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's not easy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy to be me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-1290587597975062042?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/1290587597975062042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/1290587597975062042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/02/after-all-that-has-happened-for-past.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-3659919470821545714</id><published>2009-02-02T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T22:24:41.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Fly away" - &lt;em&gt;Corrinne May&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When will you be home?" she asks&lt;br /&gt;as we watch the planes take off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We both know we have no clear answer&lt;/strong&gt; to where my dreams may lead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's watched me as &lt;strong&gt;i crawled and stumbled&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a child, &lt;strong&gt;she was my world&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And now to let me go, I know she bleeds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet she says to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can fly so high&lt;br /&gt;Keep your gaze upon the sky&lt;br /&gt;I'll be prayin every step along the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Even though it breaks my heart to know we'll be so far apart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you too much to make you stay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby fly away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autumn leaves fell into spring time and&lt;br /&gt;Silver-painted hair&lt;br /&gt;Daddy called one evening saying"We need you. &lt;strong&gt;Please come back&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw her laying in her bed&lt;br /&gt;Fragile as a child&lt;br /&gt;Pale just like an angel taking flight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I held her as I cried&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can fly so high&lt;br /&gt;Keep your gaze upon the sky&lt;br /&gt;I'll be prayin every step along the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Even though it breaks my heart to know we'll be so far apart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you too much to make you stay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby fly away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you too much to make you stay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby fly away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-3659919470821545714?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/3659919470821545714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/3659919470821545714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/02/fly-away-corrinne-may-when-will-you-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-1420981123288300599</id><published>2009-02-02T06:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T06:27:14.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I need to be alone for a while...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;don't ask how or why or when or what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;please... thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-1420981123288300599?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/1420981123288300599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/1420981123288300599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-need-to-be-alone-for-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-8091430785671419488</id><published>2009-02-02T03:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T06:08:29.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi hi!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today i went to SRJC for my orientation!! yayness~!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well i met up with my ex-classmate who's also posted there and walked from kovan MRT to Serangoon JC. Damn lot of people la!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Again i feel like a new kid in a new environment all over again. Suddenly the feeling of being the most senior above everyone else in secondary school fades off and i feel like some lost kid in some big shopping mall... :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well i'm in this group called C6, and the people in it are abit...... diverse....... there's this guy who looks like paul twohill (with the hairstyle) and a guy from st.gabriels sec who knows eugene and Elijah. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Actually all i did was go through some talks about the Serangoon Global Classroom Experience where selected students are able to travel to places like shanghai, hong kong, Sydney and Melbourne for educational trips! I'm gonna aim for Sydney or Melbourne for sure!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After the hour or so of butt-numbing listening to the talks, we went off to lunch and then back to the hall again for a guided tour around the campus. A bit boring la actually... just brief intro about the facilities.... and i can't believe that the canteen is smaller than my former secondary school canteen la!! about 1/3 smaller!! Well at least there are 2 extra cafes that i can relax at...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Classes at around 20 people per class.... 5 lecture theatres... active and spontaneous teachers... hmm maybe i can live with this. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lets just see for the next few weeks to come if i can tahan JC life anot... :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tomorrow start to choose subject combination!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's my most preferred combination:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;H2 Mathematics&lt;br /&gt;H2 Physics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;H2 Economics&lt;br /&gt;H1 History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ARGH!!! my mum is nagging me already... i'll update soon k? :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;jana~~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-8091430785671419488?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/8091430785671419488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/8091430785671419488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/02/hi-hi-today-i-went-to-srjc-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-7570443544736070193</id><published>2009-02-01T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T05:47:40.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm dedicating this song to a very loyal friend of mine... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;million thanks for everything... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;be strong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;its not over yet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;if i could i would cry along with you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Walking in the rain" - &lt;em&gt;A1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitting by the window&lt;br /&gt;Singing songs of love&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you were here&lt;br /&gt;Because the memory's not enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wear my mask in silence&lt;br /&gt;Pretending i'm alright&lt;br /&gt;If you could see then you would be&lt;br /&gt;Here standing by my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;But girl you're the only one i need&lt;br /&gt;It may be hard along the way&lt;br /&gt;It's this feeling i get&lt;br /&gt;When blue skies turn to grey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like i'm walking in the rain&lt;br /&gt;I find myself trying to wash away the pain&lt;br /&gt;Cause i need you to give me some shelter&lt;br /&gt;Cause i'm fading away&lt;br /&gt;And baby, i'm walking in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every single hour&lt;br /&gt;Of every single day&lt;br /&gt;I need to cry, my eyes are dry&lt;br /&gt;I've cried my tears away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't help but remember&lt;br /&gt;How you made me feel&lt;br /&gt;You dressed my soul and made me whole&lt;br /&gt;You made my life complete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;But girl you're the only one i need&lt;br /&gt;It may be hard along the way&lt;br /&gt;It's this feeling i get&lt;br /&gt;When blue skies turn to grey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like i'm walking in the rain&lt;br /&gt;I find myself trying to wash away the pain&lt;br /&gt;Cause i need you to give me some shelter&lt;br /&gt;Cause i'm fading away&lt;br /&gt;And baby, i'm walking in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of all we've said and done&lt;br /&gt;Remains the memories of days&lt;br /&gt;When life was fun&lt;br /&gt;But now when you are gone&lt;br /&gt;I sit alone to watch the&lt;br /&gt;Setting of the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like i'm walking in the rain&lt;br /&gt;I find myself trying to wash away the pain&lt;br /&gt;Cause i need you to give me some shelter&lt;br /&gt;Cause i'm fading awayAnd baby, i'm walking in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i said baby, i'm walking in the rain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-7570443544736070193?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/7570443544736070193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/7570443544736070193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-dedicating-this-song-to-very-loyal.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-610031475831704653</id><published>2009-01-31T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T20:25:48.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want you to know that its not over yet... please believe in me. i'll keep going until i reach to that special place and even then i won't stop. Even when school opens and we become tied up with other things, i'll do my best... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I won't let go of you...ever... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One more try" - &lt;em&gt;A1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Could be your eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Could be your smile, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Could be the way you freed my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your precious touch caressed my soul, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You gave me everything I need,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And now I'm lost, Lost forever (Lost forever) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And you said this is going nowhere, girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And you said I turned my back on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You said I'm not the only one for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Please give it one more try for the sake of our love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let's give it one more chance cause I can't give you up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't live one more day without you in my arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I could never find another like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Could be the lies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Could be my pride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Could be the days and nights so wild &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Could be the times I wasn't there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And all the nights we didn't share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And now you're lost, Lost forever (Lost forever)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And you said this is going nowhere, girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And you said I turned my back on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You said I'm not the only one for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Please give it one more try for the sake of our love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;please give it one more chance cause i can't give you up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't live one more day without you in my arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I could never find another like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't sleep, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't live without you by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So cold, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So lost without you as my guide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You made me realise I'm nothing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nothing without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Please give it one more try for the sake of our love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let's give it one more chance cause I can't give you up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't live one more day without you in my arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I could never find another like you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-610031475831704653?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/610031475831704653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/610031475831704653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-want-you-to-know-that-its-not-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-5971685924466634608</id><published>2009-01-31T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T19:20:09.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey readers! :D wanted to post last night but i was too tired!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well now i can post! So yesterday was Evac gold and VIP 10/09 POP!!!yayness~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Woke up at around 5.45am and met up with yuen meng and mei zi at around 6.45am. Then got onto the bus and met up with jamie, calvin, ben and jia yuan on the way. Reached Tampines MRT and rode to Kembangan where we bumped into Khairul and daniela! ooh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then met up with jason, eugene and all the rest at the bus stop. The most funny part was watching Elijah walk to meet us in tagboard shirt and shorts!! XD Then he had to immediately take a cab home and change into jeans! :P lucky he lives in paya lebar man.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bussed to Campsite where his majesty jie qi was waiting for us at the campsite bus stop! :D guess he didn't want to go in there by himself so he waited for us. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;walked to campsite and placed our bags into the west room where Ambrose sir gave us a good talk about being a VI (especially the going-back-to-school part...) and also about the way we dress... i shouted:"Ambrose sir! shorts can anot??" then he replied with a big "NO.... who wear shorts one?!?!" and everyone turned to Elijah! HAHA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then after Ambrose sir's and Jing Ni ma'ams briefing we went downstairs to have a recap lesson on cloth stretchers, then on to shirt stretchers then bandage stretchers! (I swear... i think the bandage stretcher is the most dangerous form of stretcher i've ever seen..... XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well during the lesson we also had Hadi sir explain to us how to open up these newly acquired army stretchers! they're so cool la! they fold into 4 and has straps to strap on the causalty! :D When we tried them out, it was so sturdy and the fabric was tight! you could play drums with those by banging them with your hands!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hahaz alright... then we trained in going under obstacles and over obstacles and over obstacles is scary! especially when you climb over the obstacle itself... :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Later some of the rest took the "express accred" as they were confident enough to take it earlier (dunno why they call it express...) while the rest of us took the "normal accred" (Sounds like those streams in secondary school... hahaz!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So we went to practice abit while the rest went to have their accred. After lunch then was our turn for accred...and while we were having accred those "express accred" people went to help out for the POP. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When we finished our accreds we had to run down and join in the rehearsals in mufti attire as we had no time to change yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now here comes the best part... after the rehearsals, we changed into full uniform and got to the form up position. Then we marched out and all that (ok... the marching out and stuff was abit uncoordinated in the end... but what the heck! :D) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i swear that having the officers slotting the ranks into our shoulder straps was the best feeling in my whole life! The parade ended with us marching to form a "VIP" on the parade ground and shouting our VI motto. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now its the thing that everyone's waiting for! pictures!!! :D Here's the pic of chee wei, george and khairul!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SYT5p2x8DCI/AAAAAAAAAMw/swjgfk976UE/s1600-h/P1040076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297633559169469474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SYT5p2x8DCI/AAAAAAAAAMw/swjgfk976UE/s400/P1040076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And here is our majesty Jie qi! and no he's not giving a speech... he's just giving us some announcements. I love jie qi's hand motions!!! they're so professional and clear cut! XD&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SYT4_nxNE6I/AAAAAAAAAMo/x5giPiMgORs/s1600-h/P1040077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297632833585353634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SYT4_nxNE6I/AAAAAAAAAMo/x5giPiMgORs/s400/P1040077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After all the photo taking and stuff we went back to the west room to TAKE MORE PICTURES!!! Here is calvin (with the i-will-kill-you look... XD), me and yuen meng&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SYT4-6HtwjI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/1iEb9kr8DAY/s1600-h/P1040082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297632821331739186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SYT4-6HtwjI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/1iEb9kr8DAY/s400/P1040082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And here is jamie, ben, chee wei, george, gin yong, me and yuen meng (hidden by my beret.. sorry yuen meng! XP)! Below is celeste trying to get into the picture too... but failed la....hahaz!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SYT4_ZIbcUI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4VEghNuIE10/s1600-h/P1040078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297632829656232258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SYT4_ZIbcUI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4VEghNuIE10/s400/P1040078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's also a pic of Yong kuang looking sma&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SYT4_KAjWqI/AAAAAAAAAMY/LlPhCSwEXdo/s1600-h/P1040080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297632825596664482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SYT4_KAjWqI/AAAAAAAAAMY/LlPhCSwEXdo/s400/P1040080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well after all those stuff i went to gether with about 30+ of us to eat indian at the nearby indian coffeshop! After eating a hearty mean i went back along with ben, jia yuan and yuen meng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;got back home tired, but satisfied... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Presenting ACO Sim Jia Xian! :D&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SYT4-WDIoBI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Kf2-hvLCcyw/s1600-h/P1040087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297632811648851986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SYT4-WDIoBI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Kf2-hvLCcyw/s400/P1040087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-5971685924466634608?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/5971685924466634608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/5971685924466634608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-readers-d-wanted-to-post-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SYT5p2x8DCI/AAAAAAAAAMw/swjgfk976UE/s72-c/P1040076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-2494720317742498922</id><published>2009-01-29T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T18:02:25.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fate has befallen upon me!! I kena posted to Serangoon JC!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;haiz... well JC wasn't meant to be my real choice... i wanted to go to poly instead! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well my dad thinks that i have the potential to do well in JC... but i just don't know how fast JC curriculum will be like! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CURSE YOU MOE FOR SCRAPPING THE 3 MONTH JC PROGRAMME!!! AARRGHH!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dammit dammit dammit dammit! why did i have to put JC on the 1st 5 choices?? if i just taken out serangoon JC from the 5th place i could have been in poly now!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;haiz... well its too late now... all i can do is try to convince my parents that JC is too fast-paced for me then can appeal to poly. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I appealed to see if i can get into Tampines JC... so see how it goes then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Uniforms? school from morning to afternoon? International exam from cambridge? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAIZ........................................... secondary school all over again........ :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-2494720317742498922?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/2494720317742498922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/2494720317742498922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/01/fate-has-befallen-upon-me-i-kena-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-5633723076921769680</id><published>2009-01-29T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T10:42:59.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"How 6 songs collide"-&lt;em&gt;Norwegian recycling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jason Mraz -"i'm yours"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Howie Day - "collide"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Five for fighting - "superman"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Angela simmons - "Always getting over you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Boyzone - "All that i need"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3 Doors down - "Here without you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well you done done me and you bet I felt it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I tried to be chill but you're so hot that I melted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I fell right through the cracks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And now I'm trying to get back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Before the cool done run out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll be giving it my bestest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nothing's going to stop me but divine intervention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I reckon it's again my turn to win some or learn some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I won't he-si-tate no more, no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It cannot wait, I'm yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The dawn is breaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A light shining through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You're barely waking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I'm tangled up in you(Yeah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well open up your mind and see like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Open up your plans and damn you're free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Look into your heart and you'll find love love love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Listen to the music of the moment maybe sing with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I luv peaceful melodies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's your God-forsaken right to be loved love loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But I'm open, you're closed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Where I follow, you'll go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I worry I won't see your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Light up again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Even the best fall down sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Even the wrong words seem to rhyme (I'm sure)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(No need to) Out of the doubt that fills my mind (com-pli-cate, our time is short)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I somehow find, (This is our fate) you and I (I'm yours) collide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't stand to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm not that naive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm just out to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The better part of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm more than a bird &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm more than a plane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm more than some pretty face beside a train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And it's not easy to be-e me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Was I not enough stimulation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hit by a brick the other day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just when I thought that I'm okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You didn't like my conversation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't come up with something new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It doesn't really matter what I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So here's my observation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You could never see it through my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I'm too tired to try &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was lost and alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Trying to grow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Making my way down that long winding road &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Had no reason no rhyme &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Like a song out of time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And there you were standing in front of my eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How could I be such a fool &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To let go of love and break all of the rules &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Girl when you walked out that door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Left a hole in my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And now I know for sure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I’m here without you baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but you’re still on my lonely mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I’m here without you baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but you’re still with me in my dreams &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And tonight (I'm yours) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So don't lie and say your over me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't mean nothingI'm always getting over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was lost and alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but you’re still on my lonely mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It cannot wait, I'm yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't stand to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I finally find you and I collide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm just out to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You finally find you and I collide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You finally find you and I collide &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-5633723076921769680?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/5633723076921769680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/5633723076921769680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-6-songs-collide-norwegian-recycling.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-9173714686260956990</id><published>2009-01-28T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T08:04:12.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friday is judgement day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hopefully i can get to the place that i want...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;don't feel like blogging today but just had the urge to just write at least a few sentences...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This coming saturday is POP for batch VIP 10/09! WOOTS~~~!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm gonna snap lotsa lotsa pics! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but saturday will also be a test for me... whether i can get through this is not up to me anymore... its up to the other party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i will have to say my piece... and will have to wait for the inevitable... either i will be drowned in overflowing joy... or i shall be whisked away by the winds of life... either way, i may not be the same person anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The odds are stacked against me... my only hope is hope itself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The only thing that i can say here is: Thank you, so so very much... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-9173714686260956990?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/9173714686260956990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/9173714686260956990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/01/friday-is-judgement-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-4517003125321262286</id><published>2009-01-27T03:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T03:12:31.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://imgs.xkcd.com/comics/valentines_day.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi guys! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just want to post this thing that i found on some magazine before valentine's day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For those who have not found a steady maybe you can try this out. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This experiment was conducted by a professor and in the end, 2 of his experimental subjects got married! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here it goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Find someone ( anyone! :D ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. Talk about the intimate details of your life for about half an hour!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. Then stare deeply into each others eyes for 4 minutes without talking! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And see if you can make the other person or both of you fall in love with each other! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hahaz i'm not sure if this works but its worth a shot i guess! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-4517003125321262286?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/4517003125321262286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/4517003125321262286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/01/hi-guys-i-just-want-to-post-this-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-6696821399282163261</id><published>2009-01-26T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T20:09:48.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After looking at the vague hints and clues.... i came to a conclusion:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;maybe i'm fading into the background.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;still visible but slowly becoming invisible....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my life repeats itself... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-6696821399282163261?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/6696821399282163261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/6696821399282163261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/01/after-looking-at-vague-hints-and-clues.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-203329361374926708</id><published>2009-01-25T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T06:29:27.892-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi readers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My posts are gettinng a bit bland...i know... for now i doon't have any pics to show but i promise i'll get those pics up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Solar eclipse is tomorrow from 4.30pm to7pm!!! i read that in the malaysian newspaper... not sure whether its accurate but i wanna see!!! it'll be the first time in my life that i see the solar eclipse right before my eyes! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well other than that... i'll be going on a one-day-trip to malacca tomorrow and back to JB... then i dunno what i'm gonna do until tuesday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seems boring... yet peaceful here at my house in JB. i really miss the times when VIP 10/09 was together doing stuff like the retreat or OAITP. When i see everyone doing stuff together and enjoying themselves...i find some kind of peace welling up inside me. Like when everyone has something in common to find joy in... and when everyone smiles while working towards some common goal whatsoever... it creates something that i cannot describe.... something that i would hate to see destroyed by individual conflicts, power games and the like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dammit.... my little sis wants to hog the damn mini-laptop... i'll update again tomorrow... see you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-203329361374926708?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/203329361374926708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/203329361374926708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/01/hi-readers-my-posts-are-gettinng-bit.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-1332644436008447375</id><published>2009-01-24T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T09:29:27.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm in JB now and things are getting slower here at the house. Suddenly all my rantings about not wanting to go to JB because there's nothing to do... i take it all back. My pleasure that i experience now is actually about doing little or nothing at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Walking, gardening and watching the stars (my favourite past time!) seem to be pleasurable. I finally realise that being in a fast paced environment like Singapore really stresses you up. Sometimes we'll need to just get away from these stresses of the concrete jungle and take a look at the greener grass on the other side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wish you guys were here to enjoy this peace and relaxation with me here. It really relaxes and opens up your mind to think better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowadays... random thoughts stray into my mind... things that may not seem troublesome at first... i wonder if even the minor things hold sway to alot of major things in my life. Sometimes i feel bewildered or lost, confused or even restless at these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot say what are they... for some of these thoughts i have already figured what they are... i only need to do more thinking on how to solve these problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot talk much longer anymore.... its late... i'll update soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-1332644436008447375?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/1332644436008447375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/1332644436008447375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/01/hi-guys-im-in-jb-now-and-things-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-7065885991496251348</id><published>2009-01-22T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T08:28:26.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SXiaqLGthyI/AAAAAAAAAL4/G1UXK9i1Ynk/s1600-h/P1040071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294151411300140834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SXiaqLGthyI/AAAAAAAAAL4/G1UXK9i1Ynk/s400/P1040071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey guys! this is my 2nd post about an hour after my last one... :P had to wait for my parents to go to sleep before i could start blogging again. XD So anyway... I PASSED&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MY STANDARD FIRST AID!! WOOOOOOTTSSS~!!! So above is my slip of recognitions that i passed! now i just have to wait to get my cert! :P Fortunately i passed the CPR phase at the 3rd and last try! heng sia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I got my VI uniform!! Its so cool~ After washing it abit and putting on the brass buttons its now looks like this... TADAA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SXiap8iMyAI/AAAAAAAAALw/wZA4WwTVH0Y/s1600-h/P1040070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294151407388903426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SXiap8iMyAI/AAAAAAAAALw/wZA4WwTVH0Y/s400/P1040070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SXiap8iMyAI/AAAAAAAAALw/wZA4WwTVH0Y/s1600-h/P1040070.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;&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;So its not complete yet... the missing items like the name tag, beret and MOST IMPORTANTLY THE RANK are required to complete it. :D *i'm not trying to say that i become a VI for the rank or uniform :P*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another significant "upgrade" is the cap badge! instead of the insignificant little circle during our cadet days, it now a bigger cap badge with midieval shield and all! so it looks like this! TADAA!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SXiaqhf3S7I/AAAAAAAAAMA/wfunCtjUdgY/s1600-h/P1040075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294151417311218610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SXiaqhf3S7I/AAAAAAAAAMA/wfunCtjUdgY/s400/P1040075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;div&gt;I can't wait for the Gold Accred and the Official VIP 10/09 Passing Out Ceremony!!! Things are going to be great! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SXiaqhf3S7I/AAAAAAAAAMA/wfunCtjUdgY/s1600-h/P1040075.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-7065885991496251348?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/7065885991496251348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/7065885991496251348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-guys-this-is-my-2nd-post-about-hour.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SXiaqLGthyI/AAAAAAAAAL4/G1UXK9i1Ynk/s72-c/P1040071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-7166354288127189641</id><published>2009-01-22T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T06:44:35.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey readers!!!! I'm back to my usual self now!! XD A million apologies for being so dull and emo for the past few posts... sorry sorry sorry!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Guess i owe you all a real update on what's going on... it may be abit too late but i'll just tell you all anyway :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First up: 10/09 batch outing to Sentosa!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*the last few pics are quite big so you readers have to scroll sideways*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The outing was real fun! Thanks to Jefferey for making up most of the games since no one brought balls to play with... HAHAZ!!! that sounds so wrong!!!! Well anyway, all of us met at harbourfront MRT station at around 10am and since some of us didn't eat breakfast, we decided to go to the Vivo Kipotiam to eat breakfast! Here's a pic of everyone at the table! *Eugene, Jefferey, Khairul and I cannot be seen cos they're behind my camera.... XD*&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SXhn9_dCtjI/AAAAAAAAALo/CCPSFRKjlXU/s1600-h/P1040061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294095676676945458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SXhn9_dCtjI/AAAAAAAAALo/CCPSFRKjlXU/s400/P1040061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After eating breakfast we then went to Giant to get some drinks and snacks before eading off to the 3rd level to take the tram to Sentosa (: Alighted at Beack station and walked to Palawan beach where Eugene and others would occasionaly do the "Barbarella" thingy... XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We reached a small hut and settled down! Here's a pic of everyone gathering at the beach with Jie qi in orange... hmm wonder what he's doing... :P&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SXhn9jnxO6I/AAAAAAAAALg/l-f_ADWyu0M/s1600-h/P1040062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294095669205744546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SXhn9jnxO6I/AAAAAAAAALg/l-f_ADWyu0M/s400/P1040062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and why is everyone looking up??? oh yeah.. there's a coconut tree at the area... Beware of falling coconuts!!! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ooohh! now we know what Jie Qi is doing... he's playing with sand!!! XD I can't help it but laugh as i saw the similarity between Jie Qi and Qi Jun sir cos Qi jun sir did the same thing during the ULP 2006 outing to sentosa!!! HAHAZ! XD&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SXhnEO7oVyI/AAAAAAAAAKw/PUjhe2d91q4/s1600-h/P1040068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294094684399359778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SXhnEO7oVyI/AAAAAAAAAKw/PUjhe2d91q4/s400/P1040068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*snickers* :P so anyways... some one found this stick from the nearby coconut tree and Elijah suddenly stuck it into the ground and put sand around it to make it look like a grave! He then bowed down to it and faked himself crying:" Xiao qiang! Xiao Qiang! Ni Si de hen can ah! XIAO QIANG!!!" That was so Freaking Hilarious!!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SXhn9UTGL5I/AAAAAAAAALY/q4qANnW4law/s1600-h/P1040063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294095665092505490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SXhn9UTGL5I/AAAAAAAAALY/q4qANnW4law/s400/P1040063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Unwittingly of Elijah though... he didn't notice Khairul pouring sand down his pants and pockets while he was doing his "xiao qiang" stint!!! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SXhnEKRIABI/AAAAAAAAAK4/3r44Z76mcOU/s1600-h/P1040064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294094683147337746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SXhnEKRIABI/AAAAAAAAAK4/3r44Z76mcOU/s400/P1040064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hahaz... So later we started on our sand playing phase!!! Yong kuang busily covered Jia rui's feet with sand *while he gave me that emo look... XD * while Eugene, Jefferey and George covered Si ling's legs! :)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SXhn9aSuQ6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/ujrRbqBbuEg/s1600-h/P1040067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294095666701550498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SXhn9aSuQ6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/ujrRbqBbuEg/s400/P1040067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SXhnEr5U6WI/AAAAAAAAALI/s8A0zMQ6cgY/s1600-h/P1040066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294094692174326114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SXhnEr5U6WI/AAAAAAAAALI/s8A0zMQ6cgY/s400/P1040066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well we eventually got bored and sat down in a circle to play Jefferey's games. :) Using a pack of cards, each one of us will get a card and the on who gets the king will be able to get 2 people to do dares. Unfortunately for me... i kena a few times, and 2 of those times i had to kiss jia ming's foot and Jie Qi's hand!!! *YUCK!!!!* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For awhile we played that game until we got sick of it, then strolled to the nearby koufu to eat lunch! :) Here's a pic of jefferey and Khairul!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SXhnEVZMolI/AAAAAAAAALA/jtYArb9ZXvU/s1600-h/P1040065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294094686133985874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SXhnEVZMolI/AAAAAAAAALA/jtYArb9ZXvU/s400/P1040065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here also is a pic of Daniela enjoying the nice sea splashing at her f&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SXhnD8bvmoI/AAAAAAAAAKo/RLWGlv9yNCw/s1600-h/P1040069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294094679433779842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SXhnD8bvmoI/AAAAAAAAAKo/RLWGlv9yNCw/s400/P1040069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eet! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Darn!!! i forgot to take photos of us eating lunch at koufu! but nevermind. :) it was a great lunch anyway. *not to mention food prices that are high enough to burn holes in your pockets... :P*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So after eating we walked to the island over the bridge to play MORE games by Jefferey! *He's a great game I/C!* We played the "muderer" game and all that for about 5 rounds before Jie qi had to go off to church. Here's a pic of us before h&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o5zlZ-Sz98I/SXIObpjAalI/AAAAAAAABPc/Jz-NCnYAF8g/s1600/IMG_2543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 1600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o5zlZ-Sz98I/SXIObpjAalI/AAAAAAAABPc/Jz-NCnYAF8g/s1600/IMG_2543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e left!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then after he left we played for another few more rounds before slacking for awhile. before we left we climbed up the nearby sculpture and got a tourist to help us take a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;photo! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o5zlZ-Sz98I/SXIObFlW1CI/AAAAAAAABPM/vV6hMLz8O98/s1600/IMG_2547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 1600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o5zlZ-Sz98I/SXIObFlW1CI/AAAAAAAABPM/vV6hMLz8O98/s1600/IMG_2547.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o5zlZ-Sz98I/SXIObfH8nVI/AAAAAAAABPU/YV3OoSEwHrg/s1600/IMG_2546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 1600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o5zlZ-Sz98I/SXIObfH8nVI/AAAAAAAABPU/YV3OoSEwHrg/s1600/IMG_2546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well all in all the outing was great! :) Although only 15 people came it was still a blast. just wished that the rest of VIP1009 and the trainers were also there to add to the fun. I'll do my next post very soon and i should post it by tmr early evening! I promise! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-7166354288127189641?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/7166354288127189641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/7166354288127189641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-readers-im-back-to-my-usual-self.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SXhn9_dCtjI/AAAAAAAAALo/CCPSFRKjlXU/s72-c/P1040061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-3840777736682511421</id><published>2009-01-20T08:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T09:05:34.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.ipersonic.com/ENSD.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey guys... saw this interesting thingy on Jason's blog. So i decided to try this out... and i have to say that the results are quite surprising... it really is an eye-opener for me... now maybe i now know a little more about myself and how to handle my problems... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I strongly encourage others to take this test too... maybe it'll help you guys understand more about yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A million thanks to Jason (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*you can't click on it cos there's some problem with it on my blog... go to jason's blog and try it out*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-3840777736682511421?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/3840777736682511421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/3840777736682511421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-2458244069123870498</id><published>2009-01-19T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T09:12:07.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not many people see my blog... so i guess this post won't make much of an impact. Unless i had something to keep track of who visits my blog i guess i'll just stick to the fact that not many people are going to see my blog anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm beginning to wonder whether i was being rash... my friend was right... i'm fickle in almost nothing except them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A question for every guy who reads this: Have you ever felt some kind of feeling but mistook it as something else? And only after much later when you see the big picture then you begin to think that what you feel may not be what it is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's what i'm feeling right now... and i feel stupid and dumb... how can i not have seen the potential obstacles and dangers?? Should i give up this endeavor like how it has been for the past 4-6 years of my life??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;back to square 1... back to the state in was in from the start of VIP... and after all the turns and tribulations it has come to this... its like climbing a steep hill at full speed and falling down off the otherside at full speed again... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i don't know what's gonna happen as time passes by... i'm feeling that this may get worse... its gonna happen again... and i'll be so lonely...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;these continuous emo posts by me... people will read this and get sick with me and my 'emo'ness... maybe i won't post anymore.... until this is sorted out... whether it'll take a long time or short... i don't know... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hope i make it through this... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-2458244069123870498?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/2458244069123870498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/2458244069123870498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/01/not-many-people-see-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-6281468177931526288</id><published>2009-01-15T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T06:41:44.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dear readers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;please forgive me for my previous post (to those that saw it). i've been going through some rough times lately... i know i've got to stop my negativity... sorry jason ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'll do my best to stay away from negative feelings... this tide wave of anger, hate and suffering should recede eventually. i've learnt my lesson... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'll become a better person after this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i don't care... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'll help whoever needs me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'll be anything you all want me to be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-6281468177931526288?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/6281468177931526288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/6281468177931526288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-know-what-i-am-freaking-tired-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-3431816950519098049</id><published>2009-01-14T22:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T23:26:04.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey people! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;firstly i wanna apologise for getting all negative in my last post... :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I will try to be more positive alright? XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyways... down to business... i submitted my JAE application form so now i shall list down my choices! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Anderson JC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. St. Andrews JC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. Nan Yang JC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. Tampines JC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. Serangoon JC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. Aviation management and services (TP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7. Aerospace Systems and management (NYP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8. Aeronautical and aerospace technology (NYP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9. Aerospace engineering (TP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10. Aeronautical engineering (SP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;11.Aerospace electronics (NP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;12. Civil Aviation (RP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hahaz you might have noticed that i'm actually very interested in Aviation stuff. i plan to go to Australia and study at the University or New South Wales for a Degree in Aviation (operations management) :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;haiz... well hope i can get into Nanyang JC at least! although i would love the relaxed style of learning in poly XD. Uniforms... class politics... PE and morning assembly?? darn this sounds like secondary school all over again. The only difference is that at the end you'll be taking A levels instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well... guess life's like that. see how it goes. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-3431816950519098049?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/3431816950519098049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/3431816950519098049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-people-firstly-i-wanna-apologise.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-8828480661525926922</id><published>2009-01-13T07:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T07:45:06.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This post is just a minute one about my emotions, thinking and feelings right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Somehow i just feel like having a mix of emotions... but its slanted to more of the negative side. I can't decipher my mind... i can't seem to properly manage myself. I don't understand and i have no idea what to think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everything is muddled up... like people walking around aimlessly in a small room and not knowing where they are going to or why they are even walking around. its lke i don't feel any emotion... pointless to sad or happy whatsoever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;trying to relax my mind... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-8828480661525926922?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/8828480661525926922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/8828480661525926922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-post-is-just-minute-one-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-5581042547364750647</id><published>2009-01-12T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T22:55:18.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SWsfUbLEmyI/AAAAAAAAAKg/VBXch6fxrYo/s1600-h/P1040058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290356623028820770" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SWsfUbLEmyI/AAAAAAAAAKg/VBXch6fxrYo/s400/P1040058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SWsLZL12_JI/AAAAAAAAAKY/OKRdi5ZW2jk/s1600-h/P1040058.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey peeps! Now the above picture is obviously my 'O' Level results!!!! WOOOOTS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So after calculation it adds up to this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Junior College&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;L1R5: 15 points - 2 CCA points = 13points&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Polytechnic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;L1R4: 9 points&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I plan to go to JC and into the science stream.... so i looked at the list and picked out the JCs that i am immediately go to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tampines JC (13 points) *well.... this will be my best bet*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jurong JC (13 points) *jurong??? the other end of singapore la....*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pioneer JC (16 points) *Choa Chu Kang??!?! friggin far!!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Serangoon JC (18 points) *its near...around kovan there... but looking at the aggregate...haiz..*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Innova JC (20 points) *woodlands?!?!? damn far la...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yishun JC (20 points) * yishun?!?!?! too far also....*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well... looks like Tampines JC and Jurong JC are my best bets. I also listed out JCs that i have a CHANCE to go to. And they are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nanyang JC (10 points) *its near and also quite good in terms of "value-added"ness*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Meridian JC (10 points) *Quite attractive... not sure if i can get in outright, maybe conditionally?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Catholic JC (10 points) *The least chance to go in. 1) i'm a buddhist 2) its only gives bonus points to affiliated CHRISTIAN schools. haiz...... so much for multi-religionism in Singapore* {again...no offence to christians out there}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hmm..... so right now i'm being given 12 choices for my JC/Poly courses and i only have until 16 Jan 4pm to send this thing in. I NEED HELP!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I would like to extend this request to everyone who reads this to give me advice on what to do with my education by tagging on my tagboard. Any advice is much appreciated! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Congrats to those who did well! For those who did not do up to your expectations... well just don't get too depressed about it alright? you've done the best you can. :) So life goes on and we will all meet again! FOR THE WIN!!!&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/8478973632934819329-5581042547364750647?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/5581042547364750647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/5581042547364750647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-peeps-now-above-picture-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SWsfUbLEmyI/AAAAAAAAAKg/VBXch6fxrYo/s72-c/P1040058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-8795892506303398867</id><published>2009-01-11T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T09:24:30.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi peeps! XD sorry i haven't been bloggin for the past 2 days because i've been in Johor Bahru for the weekend! Well too bad i missed the flag day... but my dad wanted me to paint the house i have in JB for him for the coming chinese new year. (My grandma is coming to visit!!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So i left my S'pore house in the evening and went through the causeway and blah blah blah until i reached the JB house there. For those who went to JB before my house in M'sia is near the Jaya Jusco there :P its a semi-detached house with 2 floors and a garden. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To be frank, i don't really like coming to the JB house because i'd rather stay in Sunny S'pore! but..... haiz....for the sake of family i'll just go to paint the house and relieve my dad of his suffering... i have to be a filial child form time to time right? XD Anyway, here's a pic of my dad (below)... for those in Singapore Chinese Girls School you should have heard of seen him before! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SWoUZOlhtRI/AAAAAAAAAJA/6JtgxS1z4kY/s1600-h/P1040038.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290063135944848658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SWoUZOlhtRI/AAAAAAAAAJA/6JtgxS1z4kY/s400/P1040038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And this pic here is my dear mother! Always trying to be a good housewife and mother to me. (: sometimes my dad says she's my insurance policy against him! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SWoUaK9qMII/AAAAAAAAAJQ/OtxpXQX0dm8/s1600-h/P1040040.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290063152152195202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SWoUaK9qMII/AAAAAAAAAJQ/OtxpXQX0dm8/s400/P1040040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So these few pics are my house living room (with one my cute little twin sisters sleeping on the couch! XD) , kitchen (messy!) and living room show cupboard! (full of my dad's encyclopedia's and super-thick biology books!) :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SWoUbDx44LI/AAAAAAAAAJg/F_1PMfS_NR0/s1600-h/P1040042.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290063167403647154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SWoUbDx44LI/AAAAAAAAAJg/F_1PMfS_NR0/s400/P1040042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SWoUarjwZAI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Za7SU5lYRjI/s1600-h/P1040041.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290063160901919746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SWoUarjwZAI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Za7SU5lYRjI/s400/P1040041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SWoWSzOrZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJo/l9L19_TPxbo/s1600-h/P1040043.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290065224545298274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SWoWSzOrZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJo/l9L19_TPxbo/s400/P1040043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is one example of a super-thick biology book and the cover page reads...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SWoYG_3GgxI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/lRAmVhtINgE/s1600-h/P1040044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290067220800897810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SWoYG_3GgxI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/lRAmVhtINgE/s400/P1040044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz! sometimes we ask that question to ourselves right? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... if i have to answer that question... then life is just....err....umm.... *scratches head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah yes.... life is suffering! XD hahaz i learnt that in my buddhist teachings. that's why we must always do good stuff and look on the bright side of life to make life less suffering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well...ok lets continue... i then watched TV until like.... around 3 am? XD then i went to sleep... *snores* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up the next morning and my dad got me to start painting! hahaz... i did alot of painting until my hands were full of spots!!! AHH!!! chicken pox!!! hahaz ok i'm being super lame here... :P&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SWoWT39Q4PI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/gyTZj88zhL0/s1600-h/P1040050.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290065242994303218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SWoWT39Q4PI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/gyTZj88zhL0/s400/P1040050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SWoWTcJsojI/AAAAAAAAAJw/kX3xsDFTs44/s1600-h/P1040049.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290065235530261042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SWoWTcJsojI/AAAAAAAAAJw/kX3xsDFTs44/s400/P1040049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well with just rollers supplied to me by my dad... i should have seen it coming right? :P But it was still fun! (except for my dad, who keeps ranting at me for being slow... haiz... )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found out that my mum actually signed up as a member of the Tawau yacht club. (Tawau is a place in Sabah... its where m paternal grandmother lives!) Here's a pic of my mum's yacht propeler that she ordered! XD&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SWoUZqnFNcI/AAAAAAAAAJI/VNbSDhOUic8/s1600-h/P1040039.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290063143467562434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SWoUZqnFNcI/AAAAAAAAAJI/VNbSDhOUic8/s400/P1040039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later that night my dad got me to watch "Ip man" the movie with him and DAMN WAS THAT MOVIE GOOD! The best Kung Fu movie i have ever seen in my life! hahaz.... i feel like taking up wing chun n&lt;a href="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b182/thravis/Donnie_IpMan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px" alt="" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b182/thravis/Donnie_IpMan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ow...HAHA! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day i had lunch (yes i slept until very late.... :P) of some green stuff, pickled cucumbers and sambal prawns! yum yum! :) And together with that is good ol' authentic root beer in a glass bottle! After that was more painting and painting until night.. a good hot shower and a drive back home to sunny s'pore! &lt;/div&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;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SWoWVTHm8DI/AAAAAAAAAKA/mTBrxI1bsLE/s1600-h/P1040051.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290065267465318450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SWoWVTHm8DI/AAAAAAAAAKA/mTBrxI1bsLE/s400/P1040051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SWoWWMoREUI/AAAAAAAAAKI/APVoDo1Zroo/s1600-h/P1040052.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290065282903118146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SWoWWMoREUI/AAAAAAAAAKI/APVoDo1Zroo/s400/P1040052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So here i am writing this post! And before i end off tonight i wanna WISH EVERYONE GOOD LUCK ON THE 'O' LEVEL RESULTS TOMORROW! :D WE ARE GOING TO GET THROUGH THIS WITH FLYING COLOURS! WOOOOOTTTSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-8795892506303398867?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/8795892506303398867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/8795892506303398867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/01/hi-peeps-xd-sorry-i-havent-been-bloggin.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SWoUZOlhtRI/AAAAAAAAAJA/6JtgxS1z4kY/s72-c/P1040038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-7587253038894639949</id><published>2009-01-08T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T08:28:28.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well its kind of late... this post started on 12.09 am, 9 january, friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well what happened lately was that i went to East Coast Park with Elijah and Siok Hui to rollerblade. At the end of the day, i only have one thing to say.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;if you are rollerblading for the first time,  ROLLERBLADING IS HELL!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yup... it was hell. and i'm not sure if i want to try it ever again! XD but thanks to both Elijah and Siok hui, i have a basic idea of how to rollerblade. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After all that ruckus we went to the arcade to play and the arcade there was somewhat deserted...(except for a few people + the staff) and we just started out with a few games such as time crisis 3 and stuff like that. Then after that we just went home. Siok hui had her dad fetch her home while I and Elijah went to eat at the nearby coffeeshop then took the bus home. That's it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok! i know this post is damn short!!!!! but seriously i don't really feel good tonight! i don't know why but i just feel overly guilty, bad and feel like i wanna throw up anytime! Dammit i just feel like things are going abit out of hand and its all my fault! What does it take to make me break down here?!?!?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why do i always worry about the little things and always treat stuff that i feel that are precious and fragile by blowing them out of proportion for myself to see?!??! I SERIOUSLY NEED A MIND DEFRAGMENTER (to those compter geeks you should get an idea of what is that...) AND GET EVERYTHING IN MY HEAD INTO ORDER!!! THE CONFUSION IS KILLING ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-7587253038894639949?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/7587253038894639949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/7587253038894639949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-guys-well-its-kind-of-late.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-836871021931562434</id><published>2009-01-06T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T00:31:06.539-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YES! i'm back! and now with another quiz i stole from HADI SIR"S BLOG!!! WAHAHA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ok so here's how it goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INSTRUCTIONS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. put your player on "shuffle" mode&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2.press forward for each question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3.Use the song title as the answer to the question even if it doesn’t make sense. NO CHEATING! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How do you feel today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Broken" by Amy Lee &amp;amp; Seether&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Siao eh... that's a damn emo song la. XD but seriously i'm not really broken right now :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's your outlook on life&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Lost" by Michael Buble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Technically... i'm not really lost in life? just that we don't know what's going to happen in the future. The future is uncertain...yup :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What does your family think of you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Ice box" by Omarion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok...i'm not a cold person alright!! (why are all the subsequent songs all emo??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What do your friends think of you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"You make me wanna" by Blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Err... ok. I have no idea what it means. I think it means that people do stuff because of me... or vice versa... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Will you get married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Breathless" by Shayne Ward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you listened to that song... it is a definite "yes" XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Are you good at school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"No more" by Rob Thomas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeah...i'm good at school no more.... i hate school. WAHAHA!!! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Will you be successful?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Numb/Encore" by Jay-Z and Linkin Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll be so numbed by success that i'll want an encore of it? no idea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What song should they play on your birthday?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Evergreen" by Westlife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nice song! Good for relishing the good times! "i'm gonna take this night, and make it evergreen!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What song should they play at your graduation?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Remember the name" by Fort Minor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Err... get the teachers to remember our names? huh?! :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Soundtrack of your life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Won't go home without you" by Maroon 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I won't enjoy my life until you become mine? XD hahaz! That's something scandalous of me. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You and your best friends are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I still..." by The Backstreeet Boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeah... i still need my best friends. We all need each other right? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy times:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"God must have spent a little more time on you" by N*SYNC &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A nice quiet song to listen to. (: I'm no Christian (no offence intended) but i guess sometimes some days are made to be happier than others. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sad times:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Still alive" by Lisa Miskovsky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Even after going through the rough waters of sadness... i'm still alive (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everyday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Keep holding on" By Avril Lavigne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeah...i keep holding on to everyday that passes by. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For tomorrow:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Breathe easy" by Blue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maybe i should try relaxing tomorrow? XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Look me in the eyes" by The Jonas Brothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yup... this song is dedicated to you. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What does next year have in store for me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Love remains the same" by Gavin Rossdale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Of course it does!!! (duh...) but i bet each and every person has a different view on "love". :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do i say when life gets too hard?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I'm yours" by Jason Mraz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OMG!!!????!?!!!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What song will i dance to at my wedding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Nothing is impossible" by Westlife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hahaz... of course nothing is impossible! Even i can get married ok!!! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What do you want as your career?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Loneliness knows my name" by Westlife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had no idea that loneliness knows my name................ and i have no idea of interpreting this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your favourite saying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Eternity" by Robbie Williams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yup... life can seem for an eternity sometimes... but what the heck! its life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How will i die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"The reason" by Hoobastank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GREAT! if you watch the music video for this song it means i'll die getting knocked down by a car!!! LOL.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What is some good advice for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Why do i love you?" by Westlife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How can i make myself happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I'm sorry" by Craig david&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHAT KIND OF ANSWER IS THAT?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What song will they play at my funeral?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Drowning" By The Backstreet Boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What? they're gonna drown my ashes in the sea now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What does everyone else think my current theme song is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Sticks and stones" by Tres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's an emo song... seriously i don't think i'm emo now... ok now abit emo only la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What do i think my current theme song is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Don't wanna try" by Frankie J&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok... another emo song. aiya just take that i'm emo now ok? XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pass this quiz to 10 people!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jeslynn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daniela!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jia Ming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eugene!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ben!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yu Ping!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gin Yong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jia Wen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Siok Hui!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jamie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hahaz that was fun :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-836871021931562434?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/836871021931562434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/836871021931562434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/01/yes-im-back-and-now-with-another-quiz-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-1724493539543851382</id><published>2009-01-05T20:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T20:56:10.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey people! I'm going to update my quiz abit and get more people to do this questionairre. so here i go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. My friends: Everyone and anyone! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. I'm listening to: Superstar by Lupe Fiasco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. Maybe i should learn: and understand more about myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. I love: Everyone and my special people/person(s) :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. My Plan: JC! then ARMY! then AUSTRALIA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. I don't understand: why i can't understand more about myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7. I lost: My kiddyness!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8. People say: "noise discipline!" cos they think its funny whenever i say it... O_o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9. I'm missing: You... yes you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10. Love means: Enjoying each other's presence without having to say a word to express it. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;11. Somewhere... i'll be lying on my back watching the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;12. I'm always searching for: my special someone... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;13. Forever seems: like it'll stop anytime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;14. I do not want to lose: everyone.. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;15. My mobile phone: Samsung Omnia... i think...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;16. When i wake up in the morning: i start thinking about my special person :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;17. I get annoyed when: Friends don't behave like friends to each other...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;18. Parties are: The best places to get high without having to drink liquor! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;19. Today I: am going to work at Orchard road Toys'r'us as a stocktaker from 8.30pm to 5.30am the next day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;20. Tmr i will be: sleeping most of the day away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;21. I really want: you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;22. I miss: being with all my fellow VI's!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;23. What is your phone brand?: Samsung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;24.what is the last 3 digits of your number?: 507&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;25. What does the second message in your inbox say?: not sure if i should say it here... XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;26. Who was the last person you rang?: olive... my classmate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;27. Who was your last missed call from? Olive... again :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;28. What does the oldest message in your inbox say? "Morning mr Sim haha! :D have a fun day ahead!" i won't tell you who is it from... XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;29.Who comes after J?: you know what? i have no idea what are you asking me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;30. Go to your sent messages, see what the 10th message say: "yup ok i'm waiting :)" to jeslynn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;31. Who is your network provider?- M1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;32. How many messages are there in your inbox? 39&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;33. Who do you have on speed dial 3?- speed dial number unassigned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;34. If you're using prepaid card, how much credits do they have?: i'm using a line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;35. Who is the first person who comes after C?- no idea... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;36. What do you have as your main ringtone?: In a circle (its a ringtone that comes with the phone... )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;37. Pass this quiz to 10 ppl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ambrose sir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stephen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Qi Wen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sarah Tan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Geraldine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;err... can't think of any more :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-1724493539543851382?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/1724493539543851382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/1724493539543851382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-people-im-going-to-update-my-quiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-236240199692971877</id><published>2009-01-05T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T08:03:45.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HEY READERS!!!! I AM SO HAPPY THAT I JUST HAVE TO WRITE THIS POST IN BLOCK FORM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I AM NOT GOING TO ARMY THEN AUSTRALIA ALREADY!!!!!!!!!! I'M GONNA STAY IN SUNNY SINGAPORE AND STUDY MY POST-SECONDARY EDUCATION JUST LIKE EVERYONE ELSE!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOTTTSSS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ok i know i'm being over reactive over some news like this... but this is very significant to me because of a few things:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. I don't ever want to leave sunny singapore and all my much-loved friends here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. I can now have more time to pursue my new year's resolutions (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. My dad does not have to worry about me being blown up by a grenade when i'm in the army... WAHAHA!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. I now can spend more time with my family and my special people/person(s) XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. I now have to wear crappy uniforms for another 2 years of my life..... hooray? :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. Last but not least, stay here and enjoy the rest of my time with everything and everyone i love on this small red dot called Singapore. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-236240199692971877?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/236240199692971877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/236240199692971877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-readers-i-am-so-happy-that-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-5315791485134574189</id><published>2009-01-03T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T20:24:24.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y_KMYPsPNXQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y_KMYPsPNXQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey guys! i just saw this video on youtube. This show is "Whose line is it anyway" and it shows santa holding a press conference with 3 reporters asking him questions. ENJOY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-5315791485134574189?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/5315791485134574189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/5315791485134574189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-guys-i-just-saw-this-video-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-9032124879354694804</id><published>2009-01-03T02:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T03:12:39.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9ErbdHnF_NY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9ErbdHnF_NY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unmistakable - Backstreet boys&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anytime, anywhere, any place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You could be anyone today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maybe I'll recognize you on a crowded street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maybe you'll take me by surprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Will you be the one I had in mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There'll come a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When you'll walk out of my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Face to face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Like I'm imagining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Baby how can I be sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That you're the one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm waiting for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Will you be Unmistakable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;People say watch your life through a glass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Desperately waiting on a chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know you're out there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Holding out for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Are we gonna know the time is right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What if you're here and I'm just blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There'll come a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When you'll walk out of my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Face to face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Like I'm imagining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Baby how can I be sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That you're the one I'm waiting for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Will you be Unmistakable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How can I know a song I never heard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How will I know your voice when you haven't said a word &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How do I know how this will end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Before we began (before we began)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There'll come a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When you'll walk out of my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Face to face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Like I'm imagining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Baby how can I be sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That you're the one I'm waiting for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Will you be Unmistakable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-9032124879354694804?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/9032124879354694804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/9032124879354694804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/01/unmistakable-backstreet-boys-anytime.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-7944529148907575891</id><published>2009-01-02T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T06:28:54.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;THE WAY THINGS ARE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 800px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 600px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_deD8jcV1Cp8/SVICscDI68I/AAAAAAAAFw0/_SUsqhba9s0/s800/IMG_2483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SVu-GVq8ZFI/AAAAAAAAAIY/3dPxTDGvM9Y/s400/P1040025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286703024139391202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SV4kY-rP0OI/AAAAAAAAAI4/1AWRyFXEIb8/s400/DSC00473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, my dear readers... guess this is the end of my life as a secondary school student. I'm transferring the data of my life into being a full fledged adult. I'll be working full-time, will be going to serve the nation for 2 years and will be flying off to the Australian outback for around 4 years before coming back to sunny singapore to start my life again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Like what Jia Ming said on his blog:"If I could have this much fun during a holiday everytime I complete my Os, hell, I dont mind doing the good ol' Cambridge 2 more times."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This period of time is going to be bittersweet for me... I have made many new and closely bonded friends, fulfilled my dream of becoming a full-fledged VI and had fun in the process. But i'll leave them all behind when the 2 years of army is over, and i shall never know if, by the time i come back, will i be able to mix back into the batch i've been with for such a short time and had such indescribable esprit de corps with..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This post is exclusively for everyone and i want to thank each and everyone of you for making my life as joyful as it is. I've had so much fun and i cannot imagine how dull &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;would my life had been if not for you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A MILLION THANKS TO EVERYONE AND THOU SHALL NOT ANYONE OF US PART!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-7944529148907575891?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/7944529148907575891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/7944529148907575891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2009/01/way-things-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_deD8jcV1Cp8/SVICscDI68I/AAAAAAAAFw0/_SUsqhba9s0/s72-c/IMG_2483.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-590599191445318883</id><published>2008-12-31T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T22:39:32.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GLUE OF TIME...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey people... this is going to be my first emo post of the year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well... some stuff have been bugging me since the end of the VI countdown party. And i'm not sure if history is going to repeat itself for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Therefore... this message is for you: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you have seen it, please don't tell her. If you already did, then i'll just have to sit and wait... see what happens. Please don't take it the wrong or extreme way... its just that i've been feeling this way for some time and i just want to take the slow approach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i want to build it to where we can be comfortable with each other. I don't want to be alone again... It happened to me before.. and my heart and soul will break in no time if it happens again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hopefully you did not see it and shall have no idea what i'm writing here. But i'm writing this just in case it turns out to be the worse for me... If i become alone again i shall know why... and i shall never be the same again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've mended my heart with the glue of time for many occasions... and if that glue of time shall fail this time round, i don't know what will become of me... and i shall need to see the stars and ask them for guidance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you if you did not tell her, and also if you don't know what i'm saying. If you already told her, then its expected... i do not blame you... and never will i do that. It is not my intent to make enemies... that's why "Hate" or words linking to it is never in my dictionary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope... is my only hope now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-590599191445318883?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/590599191445318883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/590599191445318883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2008/12/glue-of-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-8245458018006898238</id><published>2008-12-31T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T10:59:36.835-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey guys!!! IT IS YEAR 2009 PEOPLE!!! WOOOOOTS!!!!!! and to start off my 1st post of the year i shall give you my list of resolutions!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And my new year resolutions are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1) Run at least once a week or once every 2 weeks to buff myself up for national service!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2) Get a job to work in since i won't be schooling until June when i'll be enlisted!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3) Dedicate myself to Red Cross as much as i can cos' I LOVE RED CROSS TOO MUCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4) If i'm lucky enough... maybe i can add a special someone into my life (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5) Work out to get proper muscles in my arms and torso! I can't do much push-ups for nuts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And i am going to work on these main 5 resolutions! but people don't usually follow them right? heheh... XD Now we get on to the main event that happened a few hours ago!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I met jia ming and Jane at Dhoby Ghaut station, then bumped into eugene on the way! We then followed eugene to meet up with the Charlie girls! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Apparently according to him, Eugene is the neutral party of charlie and he keeps getting picked on by the girls. Well Eugene, just remember my advice to you: Don't worry about what people say about you! In the end, what they say is not true right? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well...after we met them, i and jia ming ate Long John Silver's then went over to macs with Jane and Eugene. Later we met up with the trainers Ambrose sir, Gui Zhong sir and Bertha Ma'am, then met up with JianFu sir and the rest of the trainers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We then just kept walking to the park opposite plaza sing and stopped there for awhile. While waiting i helped the girls take a photo of them... (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286023639258112562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SVu6fkxMIjI/AAAAAAAAAIA/klVoYON0Tfg/s400/P1040021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So... after the trainer's discussion, we moved on to the SMU building where i had to contact Gin Yong and Sarah about our whereabouts... and here we are... still walking. XD&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286024421487239858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SVu7NGzJYrI/AAAAAAAAAII/39fLTVTIA1U/s400/P1040022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So as you can see, we were quite scattered and it was abit not very well planned out. BUT... it was still a very nice experience! And here's a shot of (from left to right) Jia Rui, Elijah and Eugene!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286025400805329906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SVu8GHCxi_I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/eZzZyZ4G4nk/s400/P1040024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;While we were waiting for the countdown, we played games with the trainers! and boy... did i have a tough time figuring out the twist to to the games! the "around the world in eighty days" was hilarious! i almost hit myself for being so stupid! hahaz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well after playing some games, we had so much fun that we didn;t notice it was almost time to countdown! Then 2009 came and we all just cheered and screamed! Too bad the buildings were blocking the fireworks though... sadded... :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After all the fun joy and laughter we got together with the trainers to take a VI photo! Subsequesntly i took a few other pictures as well! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286027603755164754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SVu-GVq8ZFI/AAAAAAAAAIY/3dPxTDGvM9Y/s400/P1040025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And here are 3 more pics! One of them is me (ok...i know i look gay alright?!), Ben and Gin yong! One of Jia Rui and his emo look and the other is ben with his superstar pose! ROCK ON!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286029381023384402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SVu_tygtQ1I/AAAAAAAAAIg/ObnOymBHj0g/s400/P1040026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286029388106566802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SVu_uM5eDJI/AAAAAAAAAIo/V4NniTYhiGs/s400/P1040028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286029392722278770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SVu_ueF8OXI/AAAAAAAAAIw/6PXPAEXKvDo/s400/P1040030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SO HAPPY 2009 TO ALL MY READERS!!! WISHING EVERYONE SAFETY, PEACE AND HAPPINESS!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8478973632934819329-8245458018006898238?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/8245458018006898238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/8245458018006898238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-guys-it-is-year-2009-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/SVu6fkxMIjI/AAAAAAAAAIA/klVoYON0Tfg/s72-c/P1040021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8478973632934819329.post-2450715070723137437</id><published>2008-12-30T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T09:50:25.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.thespiderawards.com/spider_awards_presentation/the_awards/2nd_annual_nominations_winners/professional/nude/nominations/images/01_48_29_mccartney-bp-anguish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes i just don't know why i feel things the way i feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sometimes i just don't know why i say things that i say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I feel like a jerk after saying all that. i'm not even sure if i have to apologise... or is it too late? The hints are too big, the time is too short and this feeling is creeping back up on me again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why do i have to suffer this way? but isn't life suffering? That's what i was taught as a buddhist... maybe everyone is suffering... Even the happy and the joyful ones...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't want to lose the precious and special people in my life... i haven't even begun to start it off in good hands yet! Things fall apart before i even begin to build it. It just doesn't make sense. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Am i fated to be this way? all i want in my life is to be happy...to share that with that special few that i can relate to. My life seems to subtly turn itself upside down like a fisherman's boat dissapearing in the bermuda triangle and reappearing again... only to have the crew vanish forever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't want to be direct and frank in this... it will only make people shy away from me... thinking that a person like me isn't worth being a friend. Then again some people will just get confused and prompt me to tell them why i'm being like this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope? Its what keeps me going... without hope i cannot live... listening to music of hopeful genre instils in me some of it... but how long will just plain listening last? But i'm only human...right? right?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My ability is coming back to haunt me: give away hope to others in exchange for their sadness . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why doesn't everybody understand?! or am i just too plain stupid of a dumbass to expect people to know what i'm going through?!? i guess my impulses just prompt me to make things go faster than they are supposed to... and everytime i do that it turns out to be to my disadvantage...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This wheel of endless anguish and emotional harship...when can i ever get out of it? one wrong step and i'll land myself in boiling water... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hate myself... myself hates me. Love is beaten by hate... but love just tries to keep going on. hope carries love forward... hate just beats them back... then endless cycle continues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i can get through this... maybe its alright, maybe i'm just thinking too much. maybe all this is just a illusion that i have to break myself... can i? is it even possible? i'll be okay right? please... answer me..... &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/8478973632934819329-2450715070723137437?l=suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/2450715070723137437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8478973632934819329/posts/default/2450715070723137437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicideangelsjx.blogspot.com/2008/12/some-times-i-just-dont-know-why-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14994670016254773185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqLmLAmuDjk/S97yeCl-pBI/AAAAAAAAATI/zlJPQk3Rezc/S220/blogger_me.bmp'/></author></entry></feed>
