<?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-1418845223295775002</id><updated>2012-01-29T20:58:50.672+08:00</updated><category term='stupid converse shoe'/><category term='im sorry'/><category term='i hate them'/><category term='i suck'/><category term='still very gay'/><category term='*bleah*'/><category term='im emo. dun tok to me'/><category term='worst month of muh life'/><category term='obsessed wif GINGER:D'/><category term='at last'/><category term='JOE JONAS(='/><category term='7days'/><category term='MELcamp day 1'/><category term='fucking pissed'/><category term='leonard ):'/><category term='for once'/><category term='BORED...'/><category term='randomness((:'/><category term='6days'/><category term='pissed'/><category term='mepek'/><category term='i loveeeeee th gummmieeeessssss'/><category term='failure-ness.'/><category term='sUper juni0r'/><category term='spOngebOb sqUarepAnts s0nqq'/><category term='i love jiaxun(yeah rite)'/><category term='special day.'/><category term='i miss Her'/><category term='thank you JS'/><category term='4days'/><category term='ORAL SUCK'/><category term='u&apos;re an idiot'/><category term='gaygaygay'/><category term='gays are coolXD'/><category term='IGNORE ME'/><category term='LIFE SUCKS'/><category term='Ba ba be do be do be yum yum'/><category term='im afraid'/><category term='poTaToe; tomAtOe chEEr:)'/><category term='i&apos;m a childish idiot'/><category term='its finally over(:'/><category term='i wont forget(: me nids suntaning.me iz too white. me wan sun tannn'/><category term='MELcamp day 2'/><category term='skin burning):'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>th-cathatesfish.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>841</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-7445749466783789434</id><published>2012-01-29T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T20:58:50.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry blogger.&lt;br /&gt;havent got a chance to update.&lt;br /&gt;first time in so long i actually skipped blogging for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skipping to day 18 alr k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 18- Plans/dreams/goals you have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many of those.&lt;br /&gt;where do i start from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. prolly wna get into a good uni after graduation. with my gpa, i'd prolly get kicked to no-where ville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. save up money for future use. like way ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Sell sammy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. master fingerstyle guitar and uke so no one will look down on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about peace.&lt;br /&gt;home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;well, home's always the best no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;i actually just got home from malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;went to da's house with sean tw and jx for 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;dont really wna talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;ended up going home, crossing over the border. alone.&lt;br /&gt;life really sucks huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk about friday.&lt;br /&gt;went to meet classmates for house visit at yiuwah's.&lt;br /&gt;with biyu yiyan danielle amanda lydia hongwei&lt;br /&gt;and they gambled.&lt;br /&gt;really .&lt;br /&gt;all i can say is.&lt;br /&gt;gambling is bad.&lt;br /&gt;honest.&lt;br /&gt;and then they went to timber for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;pizza and drinks.&lt;br /&gt;i drank apple martini for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;okay it tasted like candy.&lt;br /&gt;and just as i wanted to tell yiuwah how it tasted, there was some crappy burning after taste.&lt;br /&gt;pizza was good , but had to go off early.&lt;br /&gt;felt so blur, i texted yiuwah the wrong thing.&lt;br /&gt;very odd.&lt;br /&gt;i was fine after a warm water bath.&lt;br /&gt;better than breezer from the other time i guess.&lt;br /&gt;i gulped everything and turned red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright enough for today.&lt;br /&gt;im really tired.&lt;br /&gt;didnt study much and i feel really, really guilty.&lt;br /&gt;now that there's no more band,&lt;br /&gt;i can put that aside .&lt;br /&gt;just hope i dont think too much about sammy.&lt;br /&gt;really need to focus i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-7445749466783789434?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/7445749466783789434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=7445749466783789434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/7445749466783789434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/7445749466783789434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/sorry-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-3400155677664899430</id><published>2012-01-26T13:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T13:12:25.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bloody heart breaking k. Living in denial aye? Guess you brought my hopes up for nothing. Screw it. I ought to get shot for this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-3400155677664899430?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3400155677664899430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=3400155677664899430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/3400155677664899430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/3400155677664899430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/bloody-heart-breaking-k.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-8262908381307908837</id><published>2012-01-25T20:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T20:03:06.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can i just stay here till i expire?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty tired of this crap.&lt;br /&gt;i feel lifeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take everything. i dont need anything anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-8262908381307908837?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/8262908381307908837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=8262908381307908837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/8262908381307908837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/8262908381307908837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/can-i-just-stay-here-till-i-expire.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-5726464629081919355</id><published>2012-01-25T14:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T15:08:37.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Day 15- Put your iPod on shuffle: First 10 songs that play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay it's day 15.&lt;br /&gt;im getting sick of this.&lt;br /&gt;its so lame.&lt;br /&gt;not going to give up something so simple anyways.&lt;br /&gt;or else there is really no point in my existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Better Together- Jack Johnson&lt;br /&gt;2. Because you live- Jesse macartney ( HAHAHA DAREN)&lt;br /&gt;it's been in my songlist for 4 years now. nope, never sick of that gay song he intro-ed.&lt;br /&gt;3. Yellow- Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;4. Some malay song rosalind left in my songlist too. i dont know why i never seem to delete it.&lt;br /&gt;it's been 3 years?&lt;br /&gt;5. Da eum nal - Seungri's solo&lt;br /&gt;6. Only One- yellowcard (HAHAHA DAREN AGAIN)&lt;br /&gt;7. Paperweight from DearJohn&lt;br /&gt;8. Apologise- Pixie Lott&lt;br /&gt;9. She will be loved- Maroon 5&lt;br /&gt;10. Time after time- javier colon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wierd shuffle list.&lt;br /&gt;brings back so much memories,&lt;br /&gt;because basically,&lt;br /&gt;i never EVER remember to remove any unwanted songs.&lt;br /&gt;and i never EVER EVER add any new songs.&lt;br /&gt;so sad life right.&lt;br /&gt;and im like listening to music 20hours everyday?&lt;br /&gt;imagine what kinda crap im listening to huh.&lt;br /&gt;i know.&lt;br /&gt;one fine day i'll just stop listening to music.&lt;br /&gt;someday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;okay i officially got over last night.&lt;br /&gt;too emotional abit ah.&lt;br /&gt;y'know venus texted me out of no where to ask if i were okay.&lt;br /&gt;so sweet right.&lt;br /&gt;rarely have such people popping out at the down side of your life k.&lt;br /&gt;feel so thankful. and much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some situation im in ,&lt;br /&gt;just cant be explained or shared with others.&lt;br /&gt;so like yeah, ouch me.&lt;br /&gt;ouch.&lt;br /&gt;feel like shouting.&lt;br /&gt;haha. k im good.&lt;br /&gt;gta go revise abit.&lt;br /&gt;i seem to be drifting away because of MD.&lt;br /&gt;and because i was sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god damn it, it's been more than a month hello.&lt;br /&gt;WHY DO I STILL HAVE PHLEGMS.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like coughing and crying.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna go to school .&lt;br /&gt;i wna rot at home for life.&lt;br /&gt;and let my mom feed me.&lt;br /&gt;okay i was lying about the feeding part.&lt;br /&gt;im such an ass.&lt;br /&gt;xiyu do you want a freaking future or not?&lt;br /&gt;okay yes i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-5726464629081919355?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-8280350782009206855</id><published>2012-01-25T00:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T00:12:42.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im affected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feel so affected.&lt;br /&gt;i feel broken ,&lt;br /&gt;the emotional pain just cant be explained.&lt;br /&gt;why do i feel like this?&lt;br /&gt;just because i cant put it to words, doesnt mean i havent got any feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of betrayal or loneliness or something.&lt;br /&gt;i constantly seek answers but tend to beat up on myself,&lt;br /&gt;even if i could no longer make whatever it was that broke my heart.&lt;br /&gt;comforting myself feels useless, or makes things even worse.&lt;br /&gt;cos i tend to just push myself back into the position that i left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where the hell am i going?&lt;br /&gt;wish there was a helping hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired of waiting..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-8280350782009206855?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/8280350782009206855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=8280350782009206855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/8280350782009206855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/8280350782009206855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/im-affected.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-5018873975353059961</id><published>2012-01-24T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T15:22:44.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/gXxLAzIUp5U?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO CUTE I CAN DIE.&lt;br /&gt;really forever alone.&lt;br /&gt;im like watching kitty clips on CNY.&lt;br /&gt;hurhur ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qLoUtmcn2Nc/Tx5Zsbo3BjI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/TqOTvrvgVAY/s400/afa.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ignore the arms please.&lt;br /&gt;my dad's so handsome.&lt;br /&gt;kthxbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MD yaw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gVab07BcyBo/Tx5XNWNIonI/AAAAAAAAA8E/SVjxrsE7AFM/s1600/378724_10150446442556229_724441228_8559241_260045625_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701090065108214386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gVab07BcyBo/Tx5XNWNIonI/AAAAAAAAA8E/SVjxrsE7AFM/s400/378724_10150446442556229_724441228_8559241_260045625_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, trumpet section squeezing in the mini mirror in the dressing room .&lt;br /&gt;literally squeezing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nuup6nObx8E/Tx5XJxTJt_I/AAAAAAAAA74/2gTQWXnsYfs/s1600/395269_3158626367338_1315642047_3385011_893646035_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 308px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701090003661731826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nuup6nObx8E/Tx5XJxTJt_I/AAAAAAAAA74/2gTQWXnsYfs/s400/395269_3158626367338_1315642047_3385011_893646035_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so scary.&lt;br /&gt;if you see it, you poop bricks.&lt;br /&gt;k no lah. kidding.&lt;br /&gt;so obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EtLSYMNwqNk/Tx5WyCa_8pI/AAAAAAAAA7s/CsA8MNn_IYw/s1600/409199_3158633767523_1315642047_3385016_2138797806_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701089595941188242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EtLSYMNwqNk/Tx5WyCa_8pI/AAAAAAAAA7s/CsA8MNn_IYw/s400/409199_3158633767523_1315642047_3385016_2138797806_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok so stay at home day tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i finally finished my PLJ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont know why my essays are ever short now a days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sum ting wong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;518 words k.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;enough. yaaayyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah. today's open house ah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so my dad and sister's friends are coming over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yawnn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;forever alone ah. bye. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;k no. tmr stay at home part 2 !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yayyy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;need to catch up on alot of stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- dreamweaver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- bunkering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- econs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- gened project and ya da yada yada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;just hope i wont be alone this evening k.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;k bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-3378342249176660999?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qLoUtmcn2Nc/Tx5Zsbo3BjI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/TqOTvrvgVAY/s72-c/afa.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-1358695022606445298</id><published>2012-01-23T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T23:57:52.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dont think anyhow k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 13- A letter to someone who has hurt you recently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;no one actually hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know really.&lt;br /&gt;im not the kind that bears grudges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ,&lt;br /&gt;dear so-so .&lt;br /&gt;i wished we'd still keep in contact for a long long long time.&lt;br /&gt;and i wished the friendship , relationship, and all the ships we had werent so fragile.&lt;br /&gt;just because of our differences, doesnt mean we should distant ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;maybe we just met at the wrong point of our lives,&lt;br /&gt;but it wont make things any worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yep,&lt;br /&gt;no grudges .&lt;br /&gt;no blaming no hurting no nothing,&lt;br /&gt;i just wished things would be the same.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;okay today was a long day.&lt;br /&gt;got up real early and went to the columbarium to visit mama.&lt;br /&gt;really missed her alot, and wished she's still be here to celebrate CNY with us.&lt;br /&gt;went back to the house, and it was rather empty.&lt;br /&gt;no happiness no nothing, the atmosphere just felt so still.&lt;br /&gt;jeez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay and then we went back home in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;and i took a nap.&lt;br /&gt;more than a power nap.&lt;br /&gt;i slept like 4 hours . now im freaking awake k.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to my mom's side for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;ended up eating junk and was too full for rice.&lt;br /&gt;my grandpa like blur when he found out.&lt;br /&gt;haha so cute right.&lt;br /&gt;dont really know how to communicate with them.&lt;br /&gt;wish i could tho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so we got home .&lt;br /&gt;and i slacked.&lt;br /&gt;ok fine. i admit.&lt;br /&gt;every CNY's the same.&lt;br /&gt;it's my 17th year and im kinda sick of it alr.&lt;br /&gt;/:&lt;br /&gt;yawnss.&lt;br /&gt;sad night tonight ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;k bye.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-1358695022606445298?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/1358695022606445298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-2786106296340353800</id><published>2012-01-23T01:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T02:05:05.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Day 12- How you found out about Blogger and why you made one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;didnt really know much about blogger&lt;br /&gt;and used to think it was dumb, cos i didnt get the idea of an online ''diary''&lt;br /&gt;for the fact of the the countless attempts creating diary entries&lt;br /&gt;maybe like after 2 entries the book will turn to junk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah i found blogger in 2007, when i was in sec 1.&lt;br /&gt;and this blog has been constantly updated.&lt;br /&gt;i admit i used to update crap.&lt;br /&gt;im no better now, talking to myself and everything.&lt;br /&gt;at least it's self entertainment k.&lt;br /&gt;not sure if im going bonkus tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made a blog myself cos i wanted to be like huijuan.&lt;br /&gt;we were then, blogging crap.&lt;br /&gt;like , today so boring, i go school then go home slack. then bye kinda thing.&lt;br /&gt;felt cool then.&lt;br /&gt;and there was this tagboard thing remember?&lt;br /&gt;it still exists but i removed mine cos it attracts attention.&lt;br /&gt;and partly cos ppl read but dont comment or tag or anything.&lt;br /&gt;which makes me feel like a sad person and a loner talking to myself.&lt;br /&gt;so basically im living in self-denial aye?&lt;br /&gt;yer think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah and this was called dagalwif-a-brokensmile.bs&lt;br /&gt;now i remember.&lt;br /&gt;haha dayummm.&lt;br /&gt;so although i changed links and whatnot cos i thought i'd be happy from then on and i was wrong,&lt;br /&gt;nothing much else changed.&lt;br /&gt;and the previous blog designs i had were basically creditted to huijuan and her sis.&lt;br /&gt;smart ppl.&lt;br /&gt;rmb about this egg blogskin, and some dumb tortoise blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;and the recent one with the plain orange and white background created by huijuan's sis.&lt;br /&gt;yep i loved that the most till i act smart and tried editing the stuff myself and deleted it by accident.&lt;br /&gt;im so stupid. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;so was forced to change to the norm blogskin from blogger.&lt;br /&gt;yawns.&lt;br /&gt;k done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long day today.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 1plus in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;felt so naise to finally sleep till im done sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;instead of having to be woken up.&lt;br /&gt;stupid incomplete feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah i watched desperate housewives5 marathon.&lt;br /&gt;sooo addicted.&lt;br /&gt;it's so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;like the only drama series i'll go for.&lt;br /&gt;if u know me,i dont actually watch much teevee or get glued.&lt;br /&gt;but shit happens occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;and peeeeeeeeeeeeeewwwwwww. i threw the spring cleaning aside.&lt;br /&gt;i watched it till 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;every sunday have eh.&lt;br /&gt;watch it with cousin last week.&lt;br /&gt;she's glued to anything tho.&lt;br /&gt;hope i rmb about it next sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i started to spring clean.&lt;br /&gt;within 2 hours i was done.&lt;br /&gt;cool or wad.&lt;br /&gt;im so cool ikr.&lt;br /&gt;my room is neat.&lt;br /&gt;yaaaay.&lt;br /&gt;new bed sheet and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;and i found ALOT of coins when i cleaned up.&lt;br /&gt;now my cow box is half full.&lt;br /&gt;im so positive right.&lt;br /&gt;i said half full, not half empty.&lt;br /&gt;k i should shut up.&lt;br /&gt;i think it's because im real tired now.&lt;br /&gt;like the using up all energy plus hyper part before i KO?&lt;br /&gt;yep that part.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay and went to eat dinner at longjohnsilver's&lt;br /&gt;reunion dinner? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;so wierd. and the theater was empty.&lt;br /&gt;loners.&lt;br /&gt;movie was alright.&lt;br /&gt;and went to walk around for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like eating sweets now im so tired.&lt;br /&gt;k back. sweeetts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so going out tmr i guess.&lt;br /&gt;CNY's not really my thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh too tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-2786106296340353800?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/2786106296340353800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-6026982132470719220</id><published>2012-01-22T00:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T01:33:44.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Day 11- Another picture of you and your friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;juuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuust niceee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;k these are the only MD pictures i have now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MD is OVVVVVVVVVEEEEEEEEERRRRRR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it was better than i expected (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel complete.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;can leave in peace ah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;jingyi and i&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9l1oGsxG6Rc/TxrtQ1J1k_I/AAAAAAAAA7U/LtUpysAU8D0/s1600/403968_10150519617844457_659934456_8842172_177275531_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700129151792813042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9l1oGsxG6Rc/TxrtQ1J1k_I/AAAAAAAAA7U/LtUpysAU8D0/s400/403968_10150519617844457_659934456_8842172_177275531_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;nora and i !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;in nun clothing. hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zs8WhwPyH_g/TxrsQ_CwJqI/AAAAAAAAA7I/4BRY5lzVsSM/s1600/kjaads.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700128054935824034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zs8WhwPyH_g/TxrsQ_CwJqI/AAAAAAAAA7I/4BRY5lzVsSM/s400/kjaads.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the pass with a freaking typo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;such a turn-off ! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;like so memorable, then fail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;k try spotting the error.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EAXZVBXpJgU/TxruIYuEMjI/AAAAAAAAA7g/UyHG8xdC3ew/s1600/397332_10150537972428875_692103874_8733704_1267146747_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700130106232812082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EAXZVBXpJgU/TxruIYuEMjI/AAAAAAAAA7g/UyHG8xdC3ew/s400/397332_10150537972428875_692103874_8733704_1267146747_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo. yes. MD is over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;really great great great great experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so many stuff happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cant mention all but i'll try.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, began the day skipping stats lesson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;because i had LOA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;y'know the moment i didnt come, everyone started telling me that i've got alot to catch up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;will try my best to catch up during this break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i promise myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;headed for the band room and got everything moved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;took a bus there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;was so amazed by the dressing room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's so classy! hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but trumpet section in that mini room is a big nono right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;still managed to squeeze tho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;there was a toilet in the dressing room!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;like umm.. 19 peeps plus alumnis sharing the room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the dressing room's like half of a normal bedroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but still, imagine if you're the soloist or performer or smth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's lika boss kinda thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry, mountain tortoise here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*waves hand*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;actually remember performing at the NUS hall or smth in sec 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SPH isit? forgot. and they had bigger dressing rooms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was cool too, but like all the girls to one room and i was busy screaming then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay we had approximately 4 hours of break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean i .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wth right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to slack at marina. really too free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we had so much time to shop for kwangyi and shimin's present.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was so tired already then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;about 1pm?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes. sleepy already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i already had bloodshot eyes by then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yumyumyum had short rehearsals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i expected the hall to be bigger actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;until i went on stage and like, k big enough. im scared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got a message from huimei that both thweni and her werent coming for the concert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;they paid for it alr tho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;felt so unsupported i could cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thats like 1/4 of my pillar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;really like to thank da, rosalind ( WOO ROSALLINNND!!!) , sean timmeh, sis , sis, mom and dad for coming. really appreciated it alot. (':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wish stuffys were there tho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yeah dad finally came back to singapore after a month at india.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;feel so relieved that he's safe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;rather awkward with him now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont know if i've changed or what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont know really..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay so yeah the performance started,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and minghui marvin asyraf and i only played at the 5th song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we went back to the dressing room to slack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i honestly like the tuba peep's section piece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so naisseeeee!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wished they played it for me at korea on my birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha, k sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw. we had alot of fun back there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cos there was this spotlight thingy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it was damn bright and hot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i got blinded like 4 times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sad life me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it was super .______________________________________________.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was afraid i wouldnt sound flat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the room was dark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i saw this shiny trumpet and thought, oh well. just warm sammy up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;after 15 mins marvin disturbed me about warming sammy up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he said, sekali it's not urs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then im like, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then i looked at the saliva key.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG IT'S REALLY NOT MINE .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was marvin's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wthlolomgwtsbbqafk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;life sucks sometimes huh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay the performance went well, to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i didnt have much stage fright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;couldnt really see the audience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i liked to play the encore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;feel so proud of myself honestly that i didnt make much booboos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and life really sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im like leaving and ending my passion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i finally learnt how to single tongue very fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh btwbtw,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;there was an interval and i went to find them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and da sean and rosalind stayed inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wth. inside no reception. i couldnt contact them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i called dad and he said he lost mom and sis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i called sis she didnt pick up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;like so sad eh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im like lost sad emo forever alone sheep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyone around me met up with their loved ones and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i stood in the middle of no where stonning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sad person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then they had the last call that interval was over,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i finally spotted sis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;she chose to buy cookies and eat instead of finding me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG. im so embarrassed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;after the concert i met up with da and sean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my mom was right, the safety pin will give way and pierce through me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok it didnt pierce through me thank god.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i caught the safety pin that snapped on time and ran to the bathroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pheeww.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;joel called and i met up with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;JOEL FAN. the skinny tall stick guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok it was rather wierd cos he was with kwangyi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;joel was my SL in sec sch, and kwangyi's my current.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and they were tgt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and they both know weijuan, my pri school SL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and all of them know the infamous angeline(MOM)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;small world huh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok most importantly they know me k.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(: teeehee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay so it ended and i didnt get to see rosalind ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;went supper with da.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;not really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;he ate his dinner and i KO-ed beside his fries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so sleepy eh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my eyes were like bloodshot and small.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i nearly fell asleep walking .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we hanged around till like 2am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;feel so tired still now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cos tooooooooooodaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;woke up early to meet da for shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;CNY shopping yah right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;he said to meet up early and whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he was late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;for like 1 and a half hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;idiot guy .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok and he gave me un-bear-ables gummies from the natural confectionary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so.. we went to walk around and buy his clothes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;you've got to listen to this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;all i bought was a mini sheep eraser from smiggle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cos da bought this pencil cup for his pencils. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then the sheep were at the counter display.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;couldnt resist . really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i literally jumped and everything .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;soo cuteeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok da bought it for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. and his expression like -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;liar. he still played with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we walked and we walked .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;IM SO TIRED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we didnt finish walking cos it rained&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;couldnt go to orchard central on time, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we wanted to buy couple shoe at VANS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;guess we'll give it a miss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;didnt send cousins off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss them already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;they'll be back in august.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;must meet up with them ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;all da's fault.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;shop shop shop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;tsk. hahaha ok no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i said it myself that i wanted to accompany him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we went to meet my family for reunion dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;he came too omg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. awkward a lil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yeah. quite full cos we ate junk before dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;whoops. okay after dinner we went back to my house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;da and i slacked. we played benny(uke) and the guitar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;like crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we just crapped. and played.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;quite fun tho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;first time im not sleepy or bored or anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he ate the cookie that sis bought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was for me. &amp;gt;:[&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahwell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay so my dad sent him home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and tada im here .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;whoa very long post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thought we were going to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah nevermind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;let it be . (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-6026982132470719220?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6026982132470719220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=6026982132470719220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/6026982132470719220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/6026982132470719220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-11-another-picture-of-you-and-your.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9l1oGsxG6Rc/TxrtQ1J1k_I/AAAAAAAAA7U/LtUpysAU8D0/s72-c/403968_10150519617844457_659934456_8842172_177275531_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-4450467111963578743</id><published>2012-01-22T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T00:42:48.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Day 10- Songs you listen to when you are Happy, Sad, Bored, Hyped, Mad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap. i think i skipped a day.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;k this is for yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;so i can answer 2 questions teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;Happy- english pop songs/emo songs.&lt;br /&gt;sad- violin pieces/rock/ instrumental band songs&lt;br /&gt;bored- english pop songs/emo songs&lt;br /&gt;hyped- emo songs/ instrumental songs&lt;br /&gt;mad- put the earpiece on and off the ipod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep. that's me for your info.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-4450467111963578743?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/4450467111963578743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=4450467111963578743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/4450467111963578743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/4450467111963578743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-10-songs-you-listen-to-when-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-2849189066620896075</id><published>2012-01-19T11:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T11:21:20.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DAY9: SOMETHING PROUD I DID IN THE PAST FEW DAYS.                                                                I JUST FINISHED MY PRESENTATION YAW. YAYYYY. literally lifting one of the boulders off my chest. Just proud of myself i didnt die. Having band tonight, so wont be blogging. So scared eh tmr MD alr. Sammy, please sell yourself I beg you. ): i feel so stressed out now. Urgh. K bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-2849189066620896075?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/2849189066620896075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=2849189066620896075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/2849189066620896075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/2849189066620896075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/day9-something-proud-i-did-in-past-few.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-4050776717863005350</id><published>2012-01-18T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T22:45:24.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lion King - Can You Feel The Love Tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JfjyVKs9oxc?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww (,: rosalind will cry if she watches this.&lt;br /&gt;commmfem&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-4050776717863005350?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/4050776717863005350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=4050776717863005350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/4050776717863005350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/4050776717863005350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/lion-king-can-you-feel-love-tonight.html' title='The Lion King - Can You Feel The Love Tonight'/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/JfjyVKs9oxc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-4420888811063712547</id><published>2012-01-18T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T21:08:09.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay.&lt;br /&gt;so ITB's over.&lt;br /&gt;there wont be any such stupid test with the laggy comps in our comp lab.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, even sec school's better.&lt;br /&gt;they should've just let us use our own laptops and do the lockdown browser thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everyone was super pissed .&lt;br /&gt;idk. i like some happy idiot in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;cos it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;i mean like dont panic and everything and you wont be pissed at yourself.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. nazeer sat beside me. and sebas.&lt;br /&gt;and it was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;cos he like gave up, and went twitter.&lt;br /&gt;whud?? hahhaha okay lah at least he attempted abit in the end.&lt;br /&gt;and amirul sat infront.&lt;br /&gt;he was like blur as well.&lt;br /&gt;and y'know what he did?&lt;br /&gt;he just copy the demo sample of the qn and pasted.&lt;br /&gt;so cool uh haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have presentation tmr most probably.&lt;br /&gt;im going to die ):&lt;br /&gt;okay lah not so bad.&lt;br /&gt;stage fright? IM OVER IT BABEH.&lt;br /&gt;im gna perform at esplanade. nth can make me scared-er.&lt;br /&gt;OKAY IM LYING. SOMEBODY HELP ME PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;howhowhowhow okay later practice.&lt;br /&gt;i talk to teddy.&lt;br /&gt;he listens and he smiles .&lt;br /&gt;even if u beat him.&lt;br /&gt;cute guy.&lt;br /&gt;ok bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRUMPET HOW.&lt;br /&gt;FML. (fries make lies)&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-4420888811063712547?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/4420888811063712547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=4420888811063712547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/4420888811063712547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/4420888811063712547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-5050439831334060846</id><published>2012-01-18T11:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T12:14:02.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DAY8: SHORT GOALS FOR THIS MONTH AND WHY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so obvious right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Get well soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been sick for nearly 3 weeks now and i still have phlegm in my lungs.&lt;br /&gt;its really affecting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2, Find a buyer for Sammy. im desperately freaking out by now.&lt;br /&gt;i think of him in my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Get MD over and done with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully it would be a great experience. that would be fulfilling the stupid PLJ as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Get on track with studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seem to be so distracted and everything these days.&lt;br /&gt;gna catch up during the CNY period.&lt;br /&gt;MUST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay done.&lt;br /&gt;having fireworks test later.&lt;br /&gt;*crossfingers*&lt;br /&gt;gna be damn relieved once it's over.&lt;br /&gt;its at 320.&lt;br /&gt;so duh i woke up late today.&lt;br /&gt;like finally.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt have a good sleep for the past few days since ..&lt;br /&gt;okay since last tues night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the phlegms are so irritating btw.&lt;br /&gt;it's like stuck deep down and i have cough real hard and real bad for it to come out.&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;br /&gt;gna do work now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jaron not coming for the concert.&lt;br /&gt;idiot guy.&lt;br /&gt;but sean's coming instead.&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!~&lt;br /&gt;bet he'll like say its boring.&lt;br /&gt;and when he was bored the last time, he started shouting ''john'' and ''dick''&lt;br /&gt;instead of my name.&lt;br /&gt;so sad right. k fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da asked me to go shopping with him on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;you kidding me?!&lt;br /&gt;the thing i hate the most to do with him is shopping.&lt;br /&gt;HE'S SO BORING.&lt;br /&gt;not him being bored. as in him being a bore.&lt;br /&gt;he'll walk in to a random shop. say wow. look at the shorts and say, ok no.&lt;br /&gt;then walk out.&lt;br /&gt;he'll just end up at top man .&lt;br /&gt;*yawnn.*&lt;br /&gt;shall just pull him direct to top man and dump him there huh.&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;but i hate crowds. ):&lt;br /&gt;everyone, like him, is gna shop for last minute stuff.&lt;br /&gt;poor me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-5050439831334060846?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/5050439831334060846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=5050439831334060846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/5050439831334060846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/5050439831334060846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/day8-short-goals-for-this-month-and-why.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-653936229386750416</id><published>2012-01-17T16:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T19:24:13.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Day 07- A picture of someone/something that has the biggest impact on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;i guess it'll be that cheese face below.&lt;br /&gt;(left)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1oXPmZnKjYI/TxUssm5XtGI/AAAAAAAAA68/MwunLEYXjzc/s1600/185569_10150273278504648_541169647_7439705_7177373_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698510048374273122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1oXPmZnKjYI/TxUssm5XtGI/AAAAAAAAA68/MwunLEYXjzc/s400/185569_10150273278504648_541169647_7439705_7177373_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i guess it's cos it's both of our first relationship.&lt;br /&gt;which makes it worse.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;c'mon man, i thought he was nice, un-gay, a fine gentlemen, respectful and humble.&lt;br /&gt;turns out he was none of the above k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and , if you knew me right from the start, you'd know.&lt;br /&gt;i was hot and short tempered, childish (VERY), vulgar, loud, scream-y, impatient and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;till i met him. i guess i had to stop.&lt;br /&gt;and realised everything wasnt about me afterall.( duh )&lt;br /&gt;omg i was so stupid. so embarassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and bladdy hell, looks can be so deceiving k.&lt;br /&gt;dont fall for it.&lt;br /&gt;not like i thought that he was handsome.&lt;br /&gt;eww. gay.&lt;br /&gt;that ass is so hot tempered as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not saying im good now.&lt;br /&gt;i am not , obviously.&lt;br /&gt;but at least he changed me to be a better(slightly) person.&lt;br /&gt;and gave me a better perspective of the rest of the world.&lt;br /&gt;and his acceptance and impatience and gay-stuff.&lt;br /&gt;the other day i was feeling rather bad for us,&lt;br /&gt;cos we hardly meet anymore these days, including the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;and he promised to meet up often.&lt;br /&gt;and he kept it.&lt;br /&gt;i love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so gna embarass him now.&lt;br /&gt;milk face.&lt;br /&gt;thank god im keeping my own milk-mouth face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-93OizgiY9ik/TxUsUwIW7ZI/AAAAAAAAA6w/xqCRAqHF36U/s1600/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698509638536195474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-93OizgiY9ik/TxUsUwIW7ZI/AAAAAAAAA6w/xqCRAqHF36U/s400/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im from the forces of eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeviiil ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i overslept today.&lt;br /&gt;omg. i think i didnt even set my alarm last night.&lt;br /&gt;i was so tired i KO-ed on my bed at 12plus.&lt;br /&gt;i really cant take it having band on mondays omg.&lt;br /&gt;i have school at 8am the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;plus school starts at 8am on monday as well.&lt;br /&gt;urgh. i hate this.&lt;br /&gt;okay so yeah i couldnt wake up.&lt;br /&gt;biyu called me at 720 .&lt;br /&gt;instant resuscitation.&lt;br /&gt;okay no. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay dreamweaver sucks.&lt;br /&gt;really gna work on it.&lt;br /&gt;so restless and exhausted and bored , i practically gave up for 2.5 hours of IT just now.&lt;br /&gt;ended up listening to sungha jung. awesome guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;initially went to fc3 with biyu amanda and yiyan this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;saw someone. and the the seats were so close,&lt;br /&gt;i begged to go somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;k wtvs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so tired.&lt;br /&gt;and i just altered my MD gown myself !&lt;br /&gt;hope it's not too obvious cos it's really huge ):&lt;br /&gt;and i really need to sell sammy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things running through myhead...&lt;br /&gt;feel like im gna blow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. SAMMY. *priority* by this friday.&lt;br /&gt;2. Extra MD ticket cos jaron's not going. urgh.&lt;br /&gt;3. Fireworks&lt;br /&gt;4. Dreamweaver&lt;br /&gt;5. Port Ops chapter 9&lt;br /&gt;6. Stats chap13&lt;br /&gt;7. Econs chap7&lt;br /&gt;8. Polish sammy.&lt;br /&gt;9. Pack room. DAD'S COMING HOME THIS FRI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-653936229386750416?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/653936229386750416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=653936229386750416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/653936229386750416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/653936229386750416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-07-picture-of-someonesomething-that.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1oXPmZnKjYI/TxUssm5XtGI/AAAAAAAAA68/MwunLEYXjzc/s72-c/185569_10150273278504648_541169647_7439705_7177373_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-9036091309245290158</id><published>2012-01-16T13:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T13:10:38.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DAY 6: FAVOURITE SUPERHERO.                                                                                                                  THORRRRRR!!!! So easy. Cos he's hot. As in the movie thor. Not the pathetic comic. Heard there's a second movie coming out. So hurrayyyy! *gives eye brows* okay. Having band tonight. Gna be so tired i need to promise myself to wake up for the 8am class for dreamweaver or i am dead. Having IT test on friday. So sad ): okay suddenly feel so excited for the concert. Eh. Forgot to mention my sheep hair is gone. Amanda says i look like cleopatra. And i was like wuddd. Felt a lil oconplimented at first. Then i googled images for cleopatra and $&amp;amp;@!?&amp;amp;$?#% so ugly. Hahaha. K bye&lt;div class="clear" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; clear: both; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-9036091309245290158?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/9036091309245290158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=9036091309245290158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/9036091309245290158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/9036091309245290158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-6-favourite-superhero.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-2773370030290193577</id><published>2012-01-15T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T20:33:55.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha&lt;br /&gt;yeahhhh. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learnt the beggining verse of more than words on guitar.&lt;br /&gt;now my pinky is purple.&lt;br /&gt;wts.&lt;br /&gt;butttttttttttttttttttt.&lt;br /&gt;yayayyayyay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i wont have to feel like sleeping when da plays that song.&lt;br /&gt;usually i'll like yawn.&lt;br /&gt;and stuff. cos it's really boring.&lt;br /&gt;and he says its romantic.&lt;br /&gt;ummmmmmmmmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;k. haha&lt;br /&gt;suddenly feel like laughing at that cheese face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-2773370030290193577?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/2773370030290193577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-6071136271258868129</id><published>2012-01-15T15:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T16:00:10.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DAY 5 : Picture of where i've been too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i've lost the taiwan and hongkong pics.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is korea with the band peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ta-cKuc_r-s/TxKEikcXY-I/AAAAAAAAA6k/SnJSwFKY2eE/s1600/s.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697762208010167266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ta-cKuc_r-s/TxKEikcXY-I/AAAAAAAAA6k/SnJSwFKY2eE/s400/s.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is in phuket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mARu21Zw8rA/TxKDtwmOdMI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/bLSo265QtT4/s1600/248431_10150264311169357_582369356_7414473_6299306_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697761300739683522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mARu21Zw8rA/TxKDtwmOdMI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/bLSo265QtT4/s400/248431_10150264311169357_582369356_7414473_6299306_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k . i am sooooooooooo frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;cousin's like blasting music.&lt;br /&gt;and using my itouch.&lt;br /&gt;and complaining she wants to go swimming.&lt;br /&gt;omggggg.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k quick go home.&lt;br /&gt;i need to study.&lt;br /&gt;im so tired.&lt;br /&gt;slept at 6am cos i spent the whole night talking to claire.&lt;br /&gt;the other cousin.&lt;br /&gt;okay it was kinda fun.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont rmb knocking out.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and gail jumps on my teddy all the time.&lt;br /&gt;feel like crying.&lt;br /&gt;and it's so friggin hotttttttttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btwbtwbtw,&lt;br /&gt;i bought han this angel iphone cover.&lt;br /&gt;angel as in , stich , but pink.&lt;br /&gt;so gay.&lt;br /&gt;and i spend my entire life savings . honest.&lt;br /&gt;and then jess tweet me.&lt;br /&gt;Y'KNOW WHATTTTTTTTT.&lt;br /&gt;she bought the same cover as i did.&lt;br /&gt;and gave it han as well.&lt;br /&gt;it was stitch.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like kicking han zomg.&lt;br /&gt;my monehhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha .&lt;br /&gt;and we bluff bluff friend her .&lt;br /&gt;me and jess bluff bluff friend her only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;and troubled.&lt;br /&gt;sammy has to go now.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;im left with $1.40&lt;br /&gt;for the next month because i bought tickets for my family.&lt;br /&gt;i even bought one extra for you.&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind i guess, dad's gna come for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-6071136271258868129?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6071136271258868129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=6071136271258868129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/6071136271258868129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/6071136271258868129'/><link rel='alternate' 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Having to be in bed at least 2 hours before i fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Habit of being sticky to certain people. which is not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Habit of forgetting to smile at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Biting my lips when im nervous.&lt;br /&gt;haha it used to be the reason why my front teeth protrudes.&lt;br /&gt;and then i joined band, and it was okay alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay .&lt;br /&gt;so . i have stomach flu now.&lt;br /&gt;damn it xiyu. wth cant you get better.&lt;br /&gt;i think i have blogged for at least 2 weeks that im sick.&lt;br /&gt;whatever seriously.&lt;br /&gt;okay why i am i whatever-ing myself.&lt;br /&gt;): i feel so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay met up with da , sean, jx, tw, bk, and eryan.&lt;br /&gt;sorry and HAN.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot. i think. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;yeah and we went to fish and co .&lt;br /&gt;the longest meal i ever had i think.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;we sat down for like 30 mins.&lt;br /&gt;wait for jx, and then han came.&lt;br /&gt;and then wait for the orders for 20 mins.&lt;br /&gt;and then jx sean they all went to the atm for 20 mins.&lt;br /&gt;and then we ate for like 1 hour&lt;br /&gt;i drank water, and when i started on my pasta i was full alr.&lt;br /&gt;da ended up eating my serving as well.&lt;br /&gt;oink. (O:&lt;br /&gt;okay yah,and now i have tummy upset.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and we went to the park and went home.&lt;br /&gt;their so called lepak.-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then da and i went to sit down and drank milk.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;milk= beer k.&lt;br /&gt;rmb watching kogepan at the poolside.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;(O_O) &amp;lt;-- kogepan's face.&lt;br /&gt;and i then i went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's a long day.&lt;br /&gt;cos im going over to grandma's house later.&lt;br /&gt;it's her birthday today.&lt;br /&gt;my grandparent's birthdays are on random days really.&lt;br /&gt;no lah, its like according to the chinese calendar.&lt;br /&gt;ok so after that my cousins are coming to stay over.&lt;br /&gt;the claire and gail thing.&lt;br /&gt;they're leaving next week.&lt;br /&gt;but i seriously need to study.&lt;br /&gt;need to entertain that lil brat.&lt;br /&gt;cute brat.&lt;br /&gt;she sleeps later than me k. wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-8467200867356434269?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/8467200867356434269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=8467200867356434269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/8467200867356434269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/8467200867356434269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-4-habit-i-wish-i-didnt-have.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-8783786151722332867</id><published>2012-01-13T09:29:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T09:44:35.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DAY 3: Picture of Me and My Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Band peeps in Korea !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jtOOAXkVVx8/Tw-K-1DugjI/AAAAAAAAA50/D-2PZNfQs5c/s1600/wrwr2dc.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696924865646199346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jtOOAXkVVx8/Tw-K-1DugjI/AAAAAAAAA50/D-2PZNfQs5c/s400/wrwr2dc.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Year1 class peepss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GDAja6Ph34Q/Tw-La6qomFI/AAAAAAAAA6M/wMIUSIRa6YY/s1600/222684_10150176621248591_671373590_6882929_2759354_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696925348187904082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GDAja6Ph34Q/Tw-La6qomFI/AAAAAAAAA6M/wMIUSIRa6YY/s400/222684_10150176621248591_671373590_6882929_2759354_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures can hor?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i never cheat wad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY ROSALIND &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gPwcjiFJRR4/Tw-KWyRdWTI/AAAAAAAAA5c/OzHBWWkDIAA/s1600/phosadas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696924177703721266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gPwcjiFJRR4/Tw-KWyRdWTI/AAAAAAAAA5c/OzHBWWkDIAA/s400/phosadas.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELCAMP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RJJJCNWvyK0/Tw-KLvQo1RI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/DHCD6-b_MXw/s1600/283275_10150263832234357_582369356_7408836_221087_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696923987916412178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RJJJCNWvyK0/Tw-KLvQo1RI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/DHCD6-b_MXw/s400/283275_10150263832234357_582369356_7408836_221087_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4e2 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9LSjiJWNAQY/Tw-J_D5heBI/AAAAAAAAA5E/i75udjUJQEM/s1600/mov1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696923770118305810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9LSjiJWNAQY/Tw-J_D5heBI/AAAAAAAAA5E/i75udjUJQEM/s400/mov1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of school! chleo and huijuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8X9bOfSFBDY/Tw-J0kP1CGI/AAAAAAAAA44/LHsM6sB5CLQ/s1600/155016_471998373874_692103874_5506750_706596_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696923589823236194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8X9bOfSFBDY/Tw-J0kP1CGI/AAAAAAAAA44/LHsM6sB5CLQ/s400/155016_471998373874_692103874_5506750_706596_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BVMB stttttsttttttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5a7SbVwFk6s/Tw-JvPVO5QI/AAAAAAAAA4s/GZsg8JfTB_E/s1600/2651_59348266444_613691444_1438479_4234020_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696923498309412098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5a7SbVwFk6s/Tw-JvPVO5QI/AAAAAAAAA4s/GZsg8JfTB_E/s400/2651_59348266444_613691444_1438479_4234020_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artpeepss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S8wnVO5Wf3c/Tw-Jh4b4b6I/AAAAAAAAA4g/aVWc1WNC1zs/s1600/art.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696923268824985506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S8wnVO5Wf3c/Tw-Jh4b4b6I/AAAAAAAAA4g/aVWc1WNC1zs/s400/art.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3e2 (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1e6RXNSVwKA/Tw-JTJLCmDI/AAAAAAAAA4U/KaEfQ3-n-8I/s1600/4292_79350008579_644068579_1755296_981047_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696923015619713074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1e6RXNSVwKA/Tw-JTJLCmDI/AAAAAAAAA4U/KaEfQ3-n-8I/s400/4292_79350008579_644068579_1755296_981047_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;feel so emotional.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;get a hold of yourself woman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-8783786151722332867?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/8783786151722332867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=8783786151722332867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/8783786151722332867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/8783786151722332867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-3-picture-of-me-and-my-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jtOOAXkVVx8/Tw-K-1DugjI/AAAAAAAAA50/D-2PZNfQs5c/s72-c/wrwr2dc.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-3758780526663406741</id><published>2012-01-12T16:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T09:29:26.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Day 2: Meaning behind my blog name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So my blog's called th-cathatesfish right?&lt;br /&gt;cos i used to play with some fat orange cat in sec2.&lt;br /&gt;Initially my blog url was dagal-wif-brokensmile or smth.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot where the - was placed.&lt;br /&gt;And well, i met that cat.&lt;br /&gt;And i bought cat food , tuna flavour, for it and it didnt like.&lt;br /&gt;Waste my money damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. And chleo started calling me grey.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot why.&lt;br /&gt;Grey is her fat cat at home.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps cos i was/is fat.&lt;br /&gt;And i hate fish.&lt;br /&gt;So yes, here you go.&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 of the 30day challenge. (:&lt;br /&gt;im like typing this on my itouch now cos i just finished the test,&lt;br /&gt;and i have no where to go till i meet da at 530 and then have band at 630pm.&lt;br /&gt;So sad right.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have got mixed feelings now,&lt;br /&gt;cos i dont know what's on your mind and what you're thinking about.&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking it the wrong way. Hello, im not dirty minded.&lt;br /&gt;As in wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Meaning, i cant forget about us k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay yah feeling so sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;And im still sick ):&lt;br /&gt;poor me.&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for concert.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-3758780526663406741?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3758780526663406741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=3758780526663406741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/3758780526663406741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/3758780526663406741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-2-meaning-behind-my-blog-name.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-3626237994511083615</id><published>2012-01-11T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T22:03:00.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ADELE - 'Make You Feel My Love'</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0put0_a--Ng?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww. )':&lt;br /&gt;all time favourite since sec2.&lt;br /&gt;i feel for her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she's so pretty k !&lt;br /&gt;no perfect body or whatever but who cares.&lt;br /&gt;pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love her.&lt;br /&gt;k bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-3626237994511083615?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3626237994511083615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=3626237994511083615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/3626237994511083615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/3626237994511083615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/adele-make-you-feel-my-love.html' title='ADELE - &apos;Make You Feel My Love&apos;'/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/0put0_a--Ng/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-8422514163030108273</id><published>2012-01-11T19:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T21:51:32.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DAY 1 : Picture of myself and 15 interesting facts about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GOY-zAHrCkI/Tw1vlKv_MlI/AAAAAAAAA4I/sk4k-65DQNY/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 176px; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696331788025016914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GOY-zAHrCkI/Tw1vlKv_MlI/AAAAAAAAA4I/sk4k-65DQNY/s400/photo.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this is damn recent.&lt;br /&gt;honest.&lt;br /&gt;about 13 years ago?&lt;br /&gt;:}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay facts facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i am indeed, very good in chinese.&lt;br /&gt;2. i love animals. especially huge dogs and sheep.&lt;br /&gt;3. i love sheep so much, i have sheep hair, sheepy pencil case, sheep converse shoes, and a sheep shirt, and of course wooly undies (O:&lt;br /&gt;4. I talk to myself , alot. When im blogging, when im studying, when im watching teevee, and with friends, when no one responds.&lt;br /&gt;5. I love music. Have played, or attempted and failed the following:&lt;br /&gt;- trumpet (current)&lt;br /&gt;- ukulele&lt;br /&gt;- guitar&lt;br /&gt;- violin (fail)&lt;br /&gt;- e-flat horn&lt;br /&gt;- cornet in eflat&lt;br /&gt;- cornet in bflat&lt;br /&gt;- flugelhorn&lt;br /&gt;- euphonium&lt;br /&gt;- recorder ( HAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;6. I dont sing. I dont sing anywhere. Not even in the shower, because im afraid the neighbours will hear.&lt;br /&gt;7. I have spoilt approximately 11 earpieces/headphones/earphones in my entire life. and counting.&lt;br /&gt;8. I like the colours brown, orange, red. and brown.&lt;br /&gt;9. I am EMO, and i rot and stone.&lt;br /&gt;10. My natural expression is literally ._. because others say i look sad. and that's because im stonning. and i have small eyes.&lt;br /&gt;11. I dont use vulgarities anymore. At least no F-words and such. I stopped because i thought i had to grow up. no link right? okay, there are exceptions still.&lt;br /&gt;12. People laugh when i attempt to joke. Not because im funny, but because of my stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;13. I bite when i cry.&lt;br /&gt;14. My ambition is to be a veterinarian.&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;s&gt;I like stuffys. &lt;/s&gt;eh dont bother google-ing please. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phe-ew. done.&lt;br /&gt;k so satisfied that i got to stay at home.&lt;br /&gt;i love rotting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-8422514163030108273?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/8422514163030108273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=8422514163030108273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/8422514163030108273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/8422514163030108273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-1-picture-of-myself-and-15.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GOY-zAHrCkI/Tw1vlKv_MlI/AAAAAAAAA4I/sk4k-65DQNY/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-5145351835608244692</id><published>2012-01-11T19:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T19:14:07.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOLY MOLLLLLLLLLY!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k so random.&lt;br /&gt;used to think that ppl that did 30 day challenges were stupid.&lt;br /&gt;then i think.&lt;br /&gt;i actually blog everyday -.-&lt;br /&gt;not so stupid alr k. so yay.&lt;br /&gt;and i guess it'll give a better idea of who i am?&lt;br /&gt;rather than some person whom talks to herself.&lt;br /&gt;okay yes. i am a person that talks to myself k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-5145351835608244692?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/5145351835608244692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=5145351835608244692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/5145351835608244692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/5145351835608244692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/holy-mollllllllly-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-8313134290879425142</id><published>2012-01-11T15:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T15:57:04.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so drowsy.&lt;br /&gt;yes im still sick.&lt;br /&gt;and i feel bad.&lt;br /&gt;no i feel worse.&lt;br /&gt;i keep coughing.&lt;br /&gt;just wish i can ask myself to shutup k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i attempted to play sissy's guitar.&lt;br /&gt;apparently i failed.&lt;br /&gt;i blue-blacked my own ring finger.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;so pain k. ):&lt;br /&gt;you and me by lifehouse is a nice song.&lt;br /&gt;): damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;so i went to school for awhile just now.&lt;br /&gt;and bought soap on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;yay soap ! (O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's danielle's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;why is everyone so old.&lt;br /&gt;so many january babies.&lt;br /&gt;no fair.&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday danielle ! (:&lt;br /&gt;hope she get 4.0 all the way k.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having band tmr again.&lt;br /&gt;think we're playing jap grafitti 14.&lt;br /&gt;hmm. prefer the disney's tho.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;feeling so sick ):&lt;br /&gt;damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lah bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-8313134290879425142?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/8313134290879425142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=8313134290879425142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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and still sick.&lt;br /&gt;ikr.&lt;br /&gt;feel so stupid today cos i keep coughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay ,&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;i skipped IT lesson today.&lt;br /&gt;feel so bad.&lt;br /&gt;promise to catch up tmr.&lt;br /&gt;cos i took the mini flu meds last night.&lt;br /&gt;the yellow super drowsy one y'know?&lt;br /&gt;and i slept at 1 plus last night.&lt;br /&gt;so i couldnt wake up at 630am.&lt;br /&gt;duh?&lt;br /&gt;yeah im so mean :{&lt;br /&gt;at least i made it for econs and port ops just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met da after that&lt;br /&gt;he wasnt late, for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;so proud of him.&lt;br /&gt;coughs.&lt;br /&gt;first time.&lt;br /&gt;in 2.5 years k.&lt;br /&gt;and we went to baskin robins to eat icecream.&lt;br /&gt;he kills me lor.&lt;br /&gt;brought me to kfc last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;and now icecream.&lt;br /&gt;and i ate spaghetti.&lt;br /&gt;and meatballlllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll.&lt;br /&gt;crazy guy. and he made me cry.&lt;br /&gt;cos he scold me. so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;ended up cursing each other again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;okay actually i think im having a fever.&lt;br /&gt;): feel hawwwwt.&lt;br /&gt;thanks thanks.&lt;br /&gt;*vomits*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lah.&lt;br /&gt;gna do proj tmr for awhile in school.&lt;br /&gt;bet we'll finish in half an hour to an hour.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;so sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz.&lt;br /&gt;mixed feelings k.&lt;br /&gt;gna forget about it.&lt;br /&gt;i feel not okay now.&lt;br /&gt;so how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-7717632467721836547?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-3334334702379367271</id><published>2012-01-09T17:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T17:04:39.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha cute stalker :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anww.&lt;br /&gt;im back home.&lt;br /&gt;and have to get back to school in an hour.&lt;br /&gt;for band..&lt;br /&gt;band's changed to mon and thurs.&lt;br /&gt;same as someone.&lt;br /&gt;oh well ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay umm.&lt;br /&gt;feel sick still today.&lt;br /&gt;especially with the direct aircon and everything.&lt;br /&gt;cant complain hor. ppl in sec sch no aircon.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;so mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh oli got back her results.&lt;br /&gt;and she did well ! to me.&lt;br /&gt;real proud of her.&lt;br /&gt;and hopefully her dad allows sammy !&lt;br /&gt;holy molly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel so tired.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;okay i went home cos i have no money to eat.&lt;br /&gt;bad state right.&lt;br /&gt;hope sammy will get an owner.&lt;br /&gt;aid me lots lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-3334334702379367271?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3334334702379367271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=3334334702379367271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/3334334702379367271'/><link rel='self' 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just randomly clicked on band songs on youtube.&lt;br /&gt;so nerd (O:&lt;br /&gt;k this is like the best song i've ever listened.&lt;br /&gt;listen can cry (,:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rmb bvmb played it during sec3 end of year.&lt;br /&gt;i had the flugelhorn solo.&lt;br /&gt;awwman. really miss that.&lt;br /&gt;but anw we screwed up. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;as usual. but so memorable k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-1042352959405550970?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/1042352959405550970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=1042352959405550970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-3645785899597994651</id><published>2012-01-08T14:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T14:42:48.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi.&lt;br /&gt;this is me killing my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_V-f2npRy4A/Twkz6cOHYbI/AAAAAAAAA38/Hm_SUQbLxL0/s1600/Snapshot_20120107_7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695140282887528882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_V-f2npRy4A/Twkz6cOHYbI/AAAAAAAAA38/Hm_SUQbLxL0/s400/Snapshot_20120107_7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah kidding.&lt;br /&gt;seriously gna miss her big big time.&lt;br /&gt;her name's claire.&lt;br /&gt;she's 4 years my junior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeez.&lt;br /&gt;when we were young,&lt;br /&gt;like p4 and she was like 6 years old,&lt;br /&gt;our family used to hang out alot.&lt;br /&gt;and went on road trips tgt.&lt;br /&gt;and so. my job then, was to entertain her.&lt;br /&gt;she was damn spoilt and everything.&lt;br /&gt;and such a bugger.&lt;br /&gt;but so cute.&lt;br /&gt;but irritating.&lt;br /&gt;ikr. that feeling of having someone killed in your mind,&lt;br /&gt;then after that crying cos you feel bad about it.&lt;br /&gt;okay yeah that's me. im so mean ):&lt;br /&gt;okay so she was real spoilt and everything.&lt;br /&gt;but after she had a sis around 6 years ago, she became better.&lt;br /&gt;and i liked her .&lt;br /&gt;*grins*&lt;br /&gt;ok. sorry. not like loike.&lt;br /&gt;as in loike.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. she's nice and everything now.&lt;br /&gt;too bad it didnt last much.&lt;br /&gt;she's migrating to perth on 20th.&lt;br /&gt;that's like the SPSB concert. and she cant make it.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gna miss that stinking little brat i once knew.&lt;br /&gt;definately.&lt;br /&gt;and well, her lil sis.&lt;br /&gt;she's like hyper and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;so i couldnt grab her to take a pic.&lt;br /&gt;abit scary tho.&lt;br /&gt;like she's an ipad and galaxy tab freak y'know.&lt;br /&gt;holy moly.&lt;br /&gt;like last year when she turned 5,&lt;br /&gt;she had to wear specs.&lt;br /&gt;and it was like 300-400 deg.&lt;br /&gt;freaking scary.&lt;br /&gt;love her tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and like at 1am yst da told me he was below my block.&lt;br /&gt;yer kidding?!&lt;br /&gt;so late.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;he's been having fun and gaying with his friends&lt;br /&gt;feel so .&lt;br /&gt;speechless.&lt;br /&gt;or smth.&lt;br /&gt;idk lah.&lt;br /&gt;feel like kicking him.&lt;br /&gt;ok i alr did.&lt;br /&gt;and i drove again.&lt;br /&gt;like a hundred meters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay now i've got alot of work.&lt;br /&gt;crap. cos i procrastinated.&lt;br /&gt;im so bad !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah. kinda sick still.&lt;br /&gt;it's a lil worse.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, on fri it was like runny nose.&lt;br /&gt;running? runny? k runny cuter.&lt;br /&gt;and now its like clogged. choked. smth.&lt;br /&gt;my boogey's like dark green with a lil blood.&lt;br /&gt;ouch right.&lt;br /&gt;and like my mom scolded me.&lt;br /&gt;for not going to the bathroom to clear my nose.&lt;br /&gt;wth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da's school starting anw tmr.&lt;br /&gt;he's gna die for sure.&lt;br /&gt;he's like sleeping at like 3-4am everyday.&lt;br /&gt;crazy.&lt;br /&gt;okay bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye claire.&lt;br /&gt;hope she'll be safe and not turn into an australian ah lian.&lt;br /&gt;if it exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Be34x6-c-tY/Twkzn7pT56I/AAAAAAAAA3w/9fjWcF27iMQ/s1600/Snapshot_20120107_23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695139964905580450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Be34x6-c-tY/Twkzn7pT56I/AAAAAAAAA3w/9fjWcF27iMQ/s400/Snapshot_20120107_23.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND FRANCESCA's COMING BACK TO SPORE THIS SATURDAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;from perth too. coincidence huh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;woohooo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's been like 4 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cant believe we still keep in contact huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im like the only one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think im stupid?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont seem to rmb any bad stuff she did to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;all the back stabbing activities and whatnot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so excited to meet her !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;k bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. when i read the mail i felt like killing myself honestly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wth am i thinking man. xiyu gta wake up k woman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;clear your mind. plsplsplsplsplsplpslpspslplss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(*#)*(#*)@*#@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;no bad thoughts k. 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title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_V-f2npRy4A/Twkz6cOHYbI/AAAAAAAAA38/Hm_SUQbLxL0/s72-c/Snapshot_20120107_7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-3249953477389840264</id><published>2012-01-07T12:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T13:02:47.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay sorry .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgot about the blog for at least 24 hours.&lt;br /&gt;anwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i skipped stats lesson yst cos i felt so sick.&lt;br /&gt;then da asked me out.&lt;br /&gt;asshole. no sense of sympathy or love or anything.&lt;br /&gt;he made me cross over to malaysia , alone.&lt;br /&gt;so freaking scary.&lt;br /&gt;i was so scared, too scared until when he asked if i was scared.&lt;br /&gt;i said, no ._. &amp;lt;--- poker face.&lt;br /&gt;then he was like , oh, okay.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so we went to buy his lil bro's birthday present.&lt;br /&gt;and then went to buy rice.&lt;br /&gt;and went to his house&lt;br /&gt;to watch tayong dalawa. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;ok we caught half of it.&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to kfc.&lt;br /&gt;kfc k.&lt;br /&gt;im sick. we went kfc.&lt;br /&gt;and then i died.&lt;br /&gt;k no. then we went for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah it was okay.&lt;br /&gt;and he drove me home.&lt;br /&gt;omgwthwts.&lt;br /&gt;along the highway he stopped to let me drive.&lt;br /&gt;like so fun k seriously.&lt;br /&gt;apparently the, i wont take my licence until i can afford car thing failed.&lt;br /&gt;omg i want my licence.&lt;br /&gt;ok lah not really. but it was fun tho.&lt;br /&gt;he was like, 60 oni ah. only can drive until 60.&lt;br /&gt;BOOOOOOSSTTTTTTTTTT.&lt;br /&gt;he got so scared. teeeheee.&lt;br /&gt;and then we stopped over to buy m&amp;amp;ms and poop drink.&lt;br /&gt;y'know the yoghurt drink that aids digestion thing.&lt;br /&gt;VERY effective. haha k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired when i got home.&lt;br /&gt;just knocked out.&lt;br /&gt;this morning when i woke up i felt like dying seriously.&lt;br /&gt;my throat hurts big big big time.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the nuggets huh.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah the peanut m&amp;amp;ms.&lt;br /&gt;i swear the m&amp;amp;ms peeps are cheapos seriously.&lt;br /&gt;they cut cost, and increase price.&lt;br /&gt;i rmb it used to be like 90cents- $1.10.&lt;br /&gt;now sp sells like 1.80?&lt;br /&gt;and the portion like half.&lt;br /&gt;everyone in my class just turns to buy NIPS.&lt;br /&gt;yeah for the fact it sounds wrong.&lt;br /&gt;and the quantity, not quality.&lt;br /&gt;the peanut's like bitter and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;but it's like 90cents, and 4 times as much.&lt;br /&gt;will have the eat-until-dont-wna-eat. A.K.A jaw pain feeling.&lt;br /&gt;yeah i know.&lt;br /&gt;half satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so.&lt;br /&gt;bunkering lecturer reopened the quiz.&lt;br /&gt;thank god seriously.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt do 3 quizes out of the total 6.&lt;br /&gt;sucks to be me huh.&lt;br /&gt;the whole holiday i was like OH CRAPPPP FMLFMLFMLFMFLML.&lt;br /&gt;but, phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay results were okay.&lt;br /&gt;generally Bs?&lt;br /&gt;but not satisfying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cousins are coming to stay over tonight.&lt;br /&gt;for the first time, no matter how irritating they can be,&lt;br /&gt;i do want this.&lt;br /&gt;cos they're migrating to australia for good.&lt;br /&gt;on the 20th jan.&lt;br /&gt;so today will prolly be the last time im seeing them.&lt;br /&gt;gna miss them real bad.&lt;br /&gt;okay im like speaking before they come.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i'll regret it later.&lt;br /&gt;so mean right.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;one is 5 this year, and the other 14.&lt;br /&gt;sisterss.&lt;br /&gt;but the lil one's cute, but irritating.&lt;br /&gt;everything you ever say, she'll just reply whateverrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;idiot.&lt;br /&gt;feel like pulling out her teeth.&lt;br /&gt;she's bohhgay now tho.&lt;br /&gt;which makes it even more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-3249953477389840264?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3249953477389840264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=3249953477389840264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/3249953477389840264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/3249953477389840264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/okay-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-5133771384880184442</id><published>2012-01-04T16:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T16:10:23.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay so the expired cough syrup didnt kill me afterall.&lt;br /&gt;dayummn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling real sick.&lt;br /&gt;and sis just fed me chips.&lt;br /&gt;so evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yah.&lt;br /&gt;i took out the bottle of cough syrup in the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;very sure no one touched it for at least 5 years.&lt;br /&gt;around 10ml left, and that was the proper dossage.&lt;br /&gt;so oh well. i poured it out, saw that it was lumpy,&lt;br /&gt;stared at it, told my mom.&lt;br /&gt;she was like , NO LAH you talk nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;k fine i drank it.&lt;br /&gt;eh seriously.&lt;br /&gt;one of the worst experiences in my life.&lt;br /&gt;like bits of stuff inside.&lt;br /&gt;and bladdy hewww i swallowed.&lt;br /&gt;how stupid.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah expiry in june 2011.&lt;br /&gt;not so bad i guess.&lt;br /&gt;at least it still feels like 2011 to me.&lt;br /&gt;so i guess my body prolly accepted it too.&lt;br /&gt;so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay home today cos it's wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;like wednesdayyyyyyy ~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;yeah i dont have lessons as usual.&lt;br /&gt;which is good.&lt;br /&gt;hope im well tmr.&lt;br /&gt;dont wna spread the germs to sammy,&lt;br /&gt;and then spread it back to myself again.&lt;br /&gt;thats dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gna sort of start thinking about the port ops presentation now.&lt;br /&gt;like abit scared. cos im doing the intro.&lt;br /&gt;on chhhhhhhhhhiinnaaahh.&lt;br /&gt;no choice.&lt;br /&gt;k nth to be afraid of. i think.&lt;br /&gt;holy moly im so scared ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k lah bye.&lt;br /&gt;feeling so lethargic now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept at 1130 last night,&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 9am today.&lt;br /&gt;pretty wierd.&lt;br /&gt;cos i was like OMG im so awake k.&lt;br /&gt;and then i took the NEW cough syrup.&lt;br /&gt;and knocked out at 10am.&lt;br /&gt;and woke up at 1.&lt;br /&gt;but feel like sleeping again leh.&lt;br /&gt;btw, i read the syrup label.&lt;br /&gt;side effects are insomnia?&lt;br /&gt;you kidding me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-5133771384880184442?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/5133771384880184442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=5133771384880184442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/5133771384880184442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/5133771384880184442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/okay-so-expired-cough-syrup-didnt-kill.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-3275135833127132045</id><published>2012-01-03T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T21:48:32.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blood brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;warning : VERY naggy post ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wna get this off my chest once and for all.&lt;br /&gt;then i'll forget it.&lt;br /&gt;afterall, my blog. (duh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid events, resentment, nose excrement(water form)&lt;br /&gt;feeling really sick now.&lt;br /&gt;is it the weather or isit just me damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im really physically and mentally exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;dont HAH me.&lt;br /&gt;i know it's the first day of school.&lt;br /&gt;but my bio clock's real screwed.&lt;br /&gt;somehow i couldnt sleep at all last night.&lt;br /&gt;i mean besides the fact that han told me she banged her head on the fridge and cried.&lt;br /&gt;not sure if it was her birthday&lt;br /&gt;but i had a good laugh. a best laugh actually.&lt;br /&gt;so typical of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah today i had lessons at 8am.&lt;br /&gt;and got back 3 MST results today.&lt;br /&gt;not quite what i expected i guess.&lt;br /&gt;in a bad way.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to do way better.&lt;br /&gt;but what can i expect.&lt;br /&gt;little progress at a time k chua xi yu.&lt;br /&gt;yeah and by the time im year 3 my cummulative will be like 3.0 with progress.&lt;br /&gt;and i'll be kicked elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;was really really tired just now seriously.&lt;br /&gt;when i got home i was so tired i cried.&lt;br /&gt;bladdy stupid.&lt;br /&gt;ok i didnt cry cos im tired stupid.&lt;br /&gt;nvrm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some issues going on.&lt;br /&gt;so what? just have to live with it.&lt;br /&gt;just because you give in and not gain enough respect from certain people,&lt;br /&gt;especially your loved ones, doesnt mean i should just flare right?&lt;br /&gt;it's not like they care actually.&lt;br /&gt;i mean although its my bf or smth,&lt;br /&gt;doesnt make him any better .&lt;br /&gt;and well, while throwing a stupid fit and myself,&lt;br /&gt;i came out with my new year's resolution.&lt;br /&gt;forgive and forget.&lt;br /&gt;so proud of me right?&lt;br /&gt;bet y'all like , ... ._. duh.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. and i wished everyone in the world , which includes me,&lt;br /&gt;will just forget about the resentment and just appreciate every single mini thing we have.&lt;br /&gt;i like that.&lt;br /&gt;OMG I HAVE A NEW ERASER MY LIFE IS COMPLETE.&lt;br /&gt;k not so mini.&lt;br /&gt;k ya maybe that .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. cant believe i actually had those bad thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;so disappointed in myself.&lt;br /&gt;classmates were talking about new year stuff today.&lt;br /&gt;about how much money their parents gave them to buy clothes and what not.&lt;br /&gt;i honestly honestly went blank.&lt;br /&gt;cos umm i never had money from my parents just to buy clothes.&lt;br /&gt;for new year or anything.&lt;br /&gt;well, at least my mom made sure i didnt have any thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;she'll be like, )(*)(*)(&lt;a href="mailto:*@#@%#$"&gt;*@#@%#$&lt;/a&gt;!@ you have so many clothes and blah blahhh.&lt;br /&gt;those were my sister's bras mom.&lt;br /&gt;no kidding.&lt;br /&gt;yeah and i felt a lil angry and of course jealous, doh.&lt;br /&gt;like so unfair people get to spend hundreds without having to feel the pain of where that amount came from.&lt;br /&gt;it's not that they're rich or anything.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;but it felt the norm.&lt;br /&gt;and i felt so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;had the urge to just barge in to my mom's room and reach my hands out.&lt;br /&gt;so bad right.&lt;br /&gt;yeah guess i managed to slap myself damn hard to reality.&lt;br /&gt;literally.&lt;br /&gt;i dont need those stuff to be honest. its all material.&lt;br /&gt;it's not like im in a bad condition any huh?&lt;br /&gt;i got the freaking nerve to blog with my own laptop.&lt;br /&gt;and if i said i dont have anything,&lt;br /&gt;i promise any random person reading this can just slap me and call me bastard.&lt;br /&gt;not so hard hor.&lt;br /&gt;i just want my dad back here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, blood brothers.&lt;br /&gt;get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOOT ME PLEASE&lt;br /&gt;IM SO TIRED&lt;br /&gt;i nearly fell asleep eating my potatoes for dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god for the no lesson day tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-3275135833127132045?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3275135833127132045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=3275135833127132045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/3275135833127132045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/3275135833127132045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/blood-brothers.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-1397508662202109183</id><published>2012-01-02T20:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T21:01:29.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 2nd january ! (AGAIN)&lt;br /&gt;some unknown person's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;cant rmb.&lt;br /&gt;oh .. ohh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday han !&lt;br /&gt;it's okay, she'll read this on wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;if she ever reads this.&lt;br /&gt;i know im so sweet and everything.&lt;br /&gt;dont even know if she'll ever read this,&lt;br /&gt;cos perhaps she doesnt know it's her birthday yet today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;this is us, eating dinosaur rocks on the last day of school.&lt;br /&gt;so memorable right.&lt;br /&gt;with the 4e2 logo on my head and some stupid heart on yours.&lt;br /&gt;doesnt make sense.&lt;br /&gt;think this is the best photo of you so far.&lt;br /&gt;you look so.... pretty.&lt;br /&gt;you look like the dinosaur mama eating her own eggs.&lt;br /&gt;and i most definately look like myself. (duh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--WXJGgA2dPM/TwGnT_FIOwI/AAAAAAAAA3k/QpXXg2ZgVk8/s1600/IMG_0239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693015365765315330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--WXJGgA2dPM/TwGnT_FIOwI/AAAAAAAAA3k/QpXXg2ZgVk8/s400/IMG_0239.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is us at coffee bean where you attempt to go on diet&lt;br /&gt;and end up sharing my sandwhich.&lt;br /&gt;so nice.&lt;br /&gt;i love my hair omg.&lt;br /&gt;cos i cut my fringe myself.&lt;br /&gt;(notice how you're always the one holding the cam)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ftlWbxFmMLg/TwGnJ7-AbTI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/PXTuB4Vwe58/s1600/IMG_0200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693015193131445554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ftlWbxFmMLg/TwGnJ7-AbTI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/PXTuB4Vwe58/s400/IMG_0200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is us at HAN's cafe, after o lvls.&lt;br /&gt;stoning and eating ur kaya toast.&lt;br /&gt;because we only had a budget of $5.60&lt;br /&gt;(total combined amount left in our pockets)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sbr0Su_XAdc/TwGm_wSYPWI/AAAAAAAAA3M/j_9cFp-Ep3A/s1600/han.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693015018196974946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sbr0Su_XAdc/TwGm_wSYPWI/AAAAAAAAA3M/j_9cFp-Ep3A/s400/han.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is us, during speech last year . with huijuann.&lt;br /&gt;and your girl BRIGADE uniform.&lt;br /&gt;too bad u werent wearing ur cancer hat.&lt;br /&gt;it'd be nicer.&lt;br /&gt;our last day of cca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a133iMzoBhU/TwGm4dqItfI/AAAAAAAAA3A/EEj7dipqT6U/s1600/23544_384662893929_557878929_3720028_640219_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693014892937262578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a133iMzoBhU/TwGm4dqItfI/AAAAAAAAA3A/EEj7dipqT6U/s400/23544_384662893929_557878929_3720028_640219_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay this is sec3.&lt;br /&gt;the i-thought-you-were-damn-nice period.&lt;br /&gt;i'd like force you to sit beside me during amath period&lt;br /&gt;cos i think i fell in love with u.&lt;br /&gt;umm.&lt;br /&gt;and we'd like crap and everything.&lt;br /&gt;and every time i'd like wish for you to reveal ur diary bit by bit.&lt;br /&gt;which was kinda funny.&lt;br /&gt;yeah that was all the fun before everything happened once upon a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was actually the day i found out you were true blonde. and bimbotic.&lt;br /&gt;we took this pic with my phone camera.&lt;br /&gt;which was real cool for me last time.&lt;br /&gt;cos phones werent allowed and all.&lt;br /&gt;im so cool.&lt;br /&gt;okay the part was, it was taken at a different angle.&lt;br /&gt;and you were like, OMG WHY THE MOUSE EXPAND UNTIL SO BIG.&lt;br /&gt;IT LOOKS LIKE A REAL MOUSE&lt;br /&gt;umm. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh. wierd button nose i had there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness for the plastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no k kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7-zkv-PD5CA/TwGmUez4x-I/AAAAAAAAA20/rH_cvW84cU8/s1600/DSC00005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693014274771306466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7-zkv-PD5CA/TwGmUez4x-I/AAAAAAAAA20/rH_cvW84cU8/s400/DSC00005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;guess what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i lost the ECP ''4e2 outing''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the day we went ECP ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;just the two of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you told others about the 4e2 outing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;woman living in self-denial. but oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's han.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i lost the photos omg ! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;kkkkkk love you han.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;huh. school's starting tmr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the worst part, IT on tues as usual for 4hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hate my life seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;k bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-1397508662202109183?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/1397508662202109183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=1397508662202109183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/1397508662202109183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/1397508662202109183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-2nd-january-again-some-unknown.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--WXJGgA2dPM/TwGnT_FIOwI/AAAAAAAAA3k/QpXXg2ZgVk8/s72-c/IMG_0239.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-8257283403256121360</id><published>2012-01-01T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T23:02:28.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay yeah.&lt;br /&gt;new year ! boring day.&lt;br /&gt;spent my entire day cleaning up my room.&lt;br /&gt;now its neat.&lt;br /&gt;and sis say she can hear the echo.&lt;br /&gt;coolio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i havent quite updated any new year resolutions right?&lt;br /&gt;i havent been actually thinking to be honest.&lt;br /&gt;such a bum.&lt;br /&gt;k gna start thinking now.&lt;br /&gt;think think think. nope. nth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, stuffys replied the mail.&lt;br /&gt;like so happy, and of course contented.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully this would be a better year after the screw up year i had a day before.&lt;br /&gt;i mean yeah, who doesnt say that every year.&lt;br /&gt;so imma say it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's starting in like 1 day.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like crying seriously.&lt;br /&gt;omgomgomgg.&lt;br /&gt;no really. i feel like crying , literally.&lt;br /&gt;can just rip my hair off.&lt;br /&gt;no cannot, i just did frizzy hair treatment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k. tmr im gna stone in bed for 5 hours.&lt;br /&gt;must make the time worth horr?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;so early k.&lt;br /&gt;you guys can just watch me die or self-destruct when school reopens.&lt;br /&gt;went to school to meet danielle and yiuwah for econs project.&lt;br /&gt;bladdy hewwwwww?&lt;br /&gt;was wondering for weeks why they werent panicking or whatsoever with the deadline.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt see the deadline as 20th jan.&lt;br /&gt;ttttttttoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooot.&lt;br /&gt;hahhaa&lt;br /&gt;okay and then i was really tired and stoned throughout&lt;br /&gt;and went home to stone.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to nap but no time.&lt;br /&gt;and i bathed and met da.&lt;br /&gt;at like 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;asshole, he's always late.&lt;br /&gt;sis say i should just walk away if a guy is late.&lt;br /&gt;why didnt i think of that throughout the 2years and 4months.&lt;br /&gt;i ought to.&lt;br /&gt;she's like bladdy ruthless and heartless and whatever she can be to guys.&lt;br /&gt;but i ought to learn&lt;br /&gt;okay so we went like 313 again.&lt;br /&gt;omg. i just went there 2 days ago&lt;br /&gt;and yeah went to ''shop''&lt;br /&gt;so boring to shop with that guy.&lt;br /&gt;we went h&amp;amp;m . like nth.&lt;br /&gt;for him. idiot guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go to GJ with rosalind to find JH and rum.&lt;br /&gt;really miss them alot, really.&lt;br /&gt;but i jeez, i was so freaking tired i could sleep standing.&lt;br /&gt;and da dragged me to some stupid movie.&lt;br /&gt;MARGIN CALL.&lt;br /&gt;the stupidest movie. ever.&lt;br /&gt;over its the 2nd stupidest.&lt;br /&gt;the stupidest was when i watched with dq and huivoon in sec2&lt;br /&gt;some show called dan's life or smth.&lt;br /&gt;practically showing the life of that guy.&lt;br /&gt;which is ...&lt;br /&gt;and plus the awkwardness.&lt;br /&gt;ok yes, i nearly fell asleep yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;stupid movie.&lt;br /&gt;waste my time.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like kicking da.&lt;br /&gt;ok no kidding.&lt;br /&gt;ok maybe abit.&lt;br /&gt;damn it i wanted to watch new year's eve.&lt;br /&gt;so so so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i met up with him again.&lt;br /&gt;cos he's abit sick and he acts like a girl and acts like he's dying.&lt;br /&gt;he has flu.&lt;br /&gt;and i get it too now.&lt;br /&gt;damn it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay and just now i went with sis to eat icecream.&lt;br /&gt;and a lil bit of fries .&lt;br /&gt;and IM SO TIRED damn it.&lt;br /&gt;someone save me.&lt;br /&gt;feel like knocking out alr.&lt;br /&gt;but gna force myself to send one last email to him.&lt;br /&gt;before i give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so happy new year.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-5223317088146557796?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-5061604557975368741</id><published>2011-12-29T00:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T01:23:51.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOLY MOLLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with my pokes today!!!&lt;br /&gt;after 098120398038131 years eh.&lt;br /&gt;we had so much fun omg.&lt;br /&gt;ok we took the long long bus ride in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;talked a lil.&lt;br /&gt;miss pokes so much.&lt;br /&gt;she said i changed anw.&lt;br /&gt;i nvr lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay yeah.&lt;br /&gt;so we went to eat burger.&lt;br /&gt;so naise. its damn cool.&lt;br /&gt;gna bring da to eat there next time.&lt;br /&gt;but he doesnt like burgers.&lt;br /&gt;sissy.&lt;br /&gt;he only eat chinese food -.-&lt;br /&gt;ok and mac wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah pokes and i went shoppinggg~&lt;br /&gt;shop for her stuff actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she bought a freaking fossil watch oh lawd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and h&amp;amp;m shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came home empty handed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got my hair treated anw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its fine now. i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so i went to collect the headphones and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phewwwish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my legs ache. and pokes says im useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay jeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got band tmr or smth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe project?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no clue .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. like sleepy and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda miss dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home like empty abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im not meeting da for new years eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wts. feel like crying and pulling my hair out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-5061604557975368741?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-6183729669591953363</id><published>2011-12-28T00:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T00:19:53.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dog Loves Listening to Guitar</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0LDpo7zjwmQ?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG SO CUTE RIGHT?!?&lt;br /&gt;so flufffehhh.&lt;br /&gt;i watched it like15 times alr.&lt;br /&gt;omg. so cute. so cute i can cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anw.&lt;br /&gt;WILL. NOT. TALK . TO . MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;MUSTTTTT RESIST.&lt;br /&gt;right hongyong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i had band today.&lt;br /&gt;had photo-taking at 345.&lt;br /&gt;and there was this close up thingy?&lt;br /&gt;haha like so awkward.&lt;br /&gt;what if i closed my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;or my hair's messy.&lt;br /&gt;or frizzy.&lt;br /&gt;or covers my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;or my head looks big.&lt;br /&gt;or...&lt;br /&gt;nvrm.&lt;br /&gt;ok so minghui , shuxian and i went to eat mac.&lt;br /&gt;2nd time eating mac this year !&lt;br /&gt;i ate fillet-o-fish for the first time in my life.&lt;br /&gt;(shuxian and minghui stares)&lt;br /&gt;pretty cool huh.&lt;br /&gt;okay its like squishy and everything i swear.&lt;br /&gt;as in the bread part?&lt;br /&gt;seriouslyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;like unlike the sesame seeded burger.&lt;br /&gt;LOL seeded.&lt;br /&gt;okay yeah. its squishy and soft.&lt;br /&gt;i was so amazed and then i kept pressing the bread.&lt;br /&gt;leaving some depression on the burger.&lt;br /&gt;looked so cute.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah. they both stared at me again.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why man.&lt;br /&gt;ok so i was really full cos i had nuggets as well.&lt;br /&gt;and i think i had indigestion.&lt;br /&gt;like buffet after effects feeling on the tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we had sectionals and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;i like to play in the open.&lt;br /&gt;feel so open sounded.&lt;br /&gt;sounded, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and feel so depressed.&lt;br /&gt;oli's not buying my trumpet anymore.&lt;br /&gt;and the consequences are freaking big&lt;br /&gt;and my hopes are so crashed i can die&lt;br /&gt;omg...&lt;br /&gt;feel like just begging her.&lt;br /&gt;and plus the financial crisis im in now.&lt;br /&gt;now crisis as in i spent my month's allowance.&lt;br /&gt;crisis as in sorta permanent.&lt;br /&gt;if you get what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;uhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, body clock's abit 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Guitar'/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/0LDpo7zjwmQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-3566694664042252916</id><published>2011-12-25T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T22:12:36.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>christmas , christmasss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay now michael buble.&lt;br /&gt;michael bubble. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;k his voice so naise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyy.&lt;br /&gt;so rosalind came to my house.&lt;br /&gt;and we crapped, alot.&lt;br /&gt;watched teeevee.&lt;br /&gt;and watched movies.&lt;br /&gt;yst night we watched 127 hours, basically screaming,&lt;br /&gt;and then woke my sis up.&lt;br /&gt;and we watched how the grinch stole christmas.&lt;br /&gt;so scary.&lt;br /&gt;ZOOOMG worse than horror show i tell yer.&lt;br /&gt;okay and we partehh.&lt;br /&gt;we took pictures.&lt;br /&gt;chill out.&lt;br /&gt;snacked. haha.&lt;br /&gt;had the whole box of merci chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;WHOLE box.&lt;br /&gt;and chips and baby bites. haha.&lt;br /&gt;and we ate noodles?&lt;br /&gt;i dont eat at night.&lt;br /&gt;midnight.&lt;br /&gt;so umm. i had tummy upset.&lt;br /&gt;whoops. and then at like 2 plus we felt so sleepy alr -.-&lt;br /&gt;haha. the ''yeahhh gna party all night longg !''&lt;br /&gt;and the '' MOVIE MARATHON''&lt;br /&gt;failed. ikr.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. and then midnight we exchanged presents.&lt;br /&gt;who cares about boxing day man.&lt;br /&gt;okay everyone else. so we ripped out wrappers.&lt;br /&gt;anddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;i gave her a jersey.&lt;br /&gt;and she gave me...... the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;OMG RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;breast friends forever.&lt;br /&gt;this is real friendshit .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay and we woke up this morning.&lt;br /&gt;to catch my elder sis nibbling on the merci.&lt;br /&gt;uhhhh. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and we went swimming. and played with the underwater cam for 10 mins?&lt;br /&gt;and the cam died ._.&lt;br /&gt;wthhh. and we went sauna.&lt;br /&gt;i swear we nearly became roast.&lt;br /&gt;the room was heated till 80 deg .&lt;br /&gt;and yeah she couldnt take it. hahaahhaaa.&lt;br /&gt;so funneeehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so we bathed and went back up to watch&lt;br /&gt;30 mins or less, and social network.&lt;br /&gt;so sleepy seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k gna slp early.&lt;br /&gt;like after this michael buble thingy.&lt;br /&gt;he's kinda cute. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i am so dead.&lt;br /&gt;did i mentioned this alr?&lt;br /&gt;i havent done econs.&lt;br /&gt;like . not even read what the hell the article's about.&lt;br /&gt;think danielle's gna slaughter me and yiuwah really.&lt;br /&gt;ok . gna try tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye.&lt;br /&gt;merry christmas smelly peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-3566694664042252916?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3566694664042252916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=3566694664042252916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/3566694664042252916'/><link 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santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay wierd day today.&lt;br /&gt;sis made me mini her.&lt;br /&gt;and she put eye liner on me.&lt;br /&gt;i literally screamed big time when i saw myself in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, i got used to it&lt;br /&gt;dont really like it though.&lt;br /&gt;its like.. if you use it for long, you'll have to use it like forever&lt;br /&gt;cos without it ppl will say u look dead.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i went to meet da.&lt;br /&gt;went to plaza sing.&lt;br /&gt;the headphones workk!!&lt;br /&gt;so crap, now i have 2 headphones.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;monday wed fri.&lt;br /&gt;tues thurs sat.&lt;br /&gt;sunday off.&lt;br /&gt;okay set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so we went there.&lt;br /&gt;looked around for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;cannot find rosalind's christmas present ):&lt;br /&gt;she want jersey.&lt;br /&gt;so ex.&lt;br /&gt;i broke.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to da's place for awhile to take stuff.&lt;br /&gt;and went to ikea to eat .&lt;br /&gt;first time going with him.&lt;br /&gt;he suaku. really.&lt;br /&gt;he's like. ehhh. why everyone got trolleys wan.&lt;br /&gt;and , HUHH. why ppl got tray wan?!&lt;br /&gt;and , where's my potato salad?!?&lt;br /&gt;yeah. he only ate potato salad the last time he came to ikea.&lt;br /&gt;that woman has no life really.&lt;br /&gt;he only know chinese food.&lt;br /&gt;he never tasted meatballs in his entire life.&lt;br /&gt;and i forced him and he said it was going to be disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;so when he really tried it he just smiled and stare at me.&lt;br /&gt;idiot guy. but so cute. &amp;lt;-- adorable but ugly f.y.i&lt;br /&gt;ok and we had the DAIM cake.&lt;br /&gt;awesome-ness. same thing. he didnt believe me.&lt;br /&gt;and like revenge? he made me try the salmon.&lt;br /&gt;damn gross. so fishy. duh. salmon. fish. fishy.&lt;br /&gt;k. and we headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hold on. YOUTUBE ADVS ARE SERIOUSLY PISSING ME OFF.&lt;br /&gt;()*#(@*#)@#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooooo.&lt;br /&gt;so eggxictiritieited.&lt;br /&gt;rosalind 's coming over tmr ! night.&lt;br /&gt;and stay overrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;so happeeeh.&lt;br /&gt;had to act to solemn infront of da just now.&lt;br /&gt;cos he jealous boi.&lt;br /&gt;that i dont follow him to KL and stay in spore to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;so he said, ok fine.. have fun. but not too much fun ):&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, stuffys.&lt;br /&gt;if you're reading this, somehow ,&lt;br /&gt;wherever you are,&lt;br /&gt;please check your ichat alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ,&lt;br /&gt;merry christmas in advance everyone ! 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/&gt;okay going for band later.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know about the concert tickets man.&lt;br /&gt;since it's going to be my last..&lt;br /&gt;haish. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-5055159444451714240?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/5055159444451714240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=5055159444451714240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/5055159444451714240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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songs im playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAYYYYY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-102660308287629728?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/102660308287629728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=102660308287629728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/102660308287629728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/102660308287629728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2011/12/k-not-going-band.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-1577574364269351424</id><published>2011-12-20T15:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T15:45:27.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok.&lt;br /&gt;why not last epi?!?!?!?!!&lt;br /&gt;its like never going to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, dad's left for india already.&lt;br /&gt;just.&lt;br /&gt;he's going to be away for a month.&lt;br /&gt;so he's going to give MD a miss.&lt;br /&gt;not like he wont sleep.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, im gna miss him.&lt;br /&gt;so awkward.&lt;br /&gt;he's like, dont fight with your sisters ah.&lt;br /&gt;and im like okay.&lt;br /&gt;since when do i fight with them.&lt;br /&gt;that reminds me.&lt;br /&gt;sis took the hairband i just bought.&lt;br /&gt;im going to freaking beat her up later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyy yayy.&lt;br /&gt;rosalind's coming over on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;and then she's staying overnight.&lt;br /&gt;and we're not going to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;(i think)&lt;br /&gt;and we're going swim.&lt;br /&gt;im finally going to swim.&lt;br /&gt;after like a year.&lt;br /&gt;okay. rmb i used to swim like everyday .&lt;br /&gt;and i was damn black.&lt;br /&gt;i mean tanned.&lt;br /&gt;and woo.&lt;br /&gt;cos swimming damages my hair and makes girls flat,&lt;br /&gt;i stopped.&lt;br /&gt;once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;she has underwater cammmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;feel like wearing pyjamas and cannon ball in the water.&lt;br /&gt;so cool.&lt;br /&gt;and it's christmasssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss.&lt;br /&gt;no diff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k . i really want to meet my pokes.&lt;br /&gt;havent met her in a year !&lt;br /&gt;well nearly...&lt;br /&gt;its been so long ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok band ltr.&lt;br /&gt;going to go school a lil early to stone with minghui.&lt;br /&gt;like stone.&lt;br /&gt;STONE.&lt;br /&gt;literally.&lt;br /&gt;woohoo. my fav past time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-1577574364269351424?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/1577574364269351424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=1577574364269351424' title='0 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha when its was like 8pm my eyes were damn small.&lt;br /&gt;my mom laughed at me for like 3 mins and i stared at her.&lt;br /&gt;whuds so funneh?&lt;br /&gt;im really tired.&lt;br /&gt;pretty okay after a bathe tho.&lt;br /&gt;dont feel so well.&lt;br /&gt;prolly the fried chicken , fried everything is taking a toll,&lt;br /&gt;on my throat.&lt;br /&gt;and my forehead feels like its burning or smth.&lt;br /&gt;but my mom say, '' nth lahhh. just because u have band tmr again.&lt;br /&gt;dont think i know you wan me write letter for ur band teacher right.''&lt;br /&gt;OMG MOM.&lt;br /&gt;im in poly.&lt;br /&gt;like P O L Y.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i did that in bukit view did i ?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;umm.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;rosalind's gna come over for christmas.&lt;br /&gt;please please pleaseeee.&lt;br /&gt;she has an underwater cam.&lt;br /&gt;so.. hehhehheh.&lt;br /&gt;not the bathtub pls, the pool.&lt;br /&gt;k. hope she can stayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically doing a very good job maintaining my job scope.&lt;br /&gt;staying at homeee.&lt;br /&gt;i watched tv for 6 hours straight today.&lt;br /&gt;that's like a whole shift.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa cheyy.&lt;br /&gt;anw tmr tayong dalawa last epi.&lt;br /&gt;wadddddddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;been missing out everything ever since school started.&lt;br /&gt;and i finally get to catch one epi, and it's the last.&lt;br /&gt;k better than nth.&lt;br /&gt;y'know da watches it too?&lt;br /&gt;gay boi.&lt;br /&gt;he stay home for the past 00912012091239012 days.&lt;br /&gt;and he watches it everyday.&lt;br /&gt;this world needs some justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;gna slp early today.&lt;br /&gt;cos im tired.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early like.. 1 more hour?&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-7866632273175929400</id><published>2011-12-18T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T22:47:55.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go to the titanic artscience museummmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;kkkk next year.&lt;br /&gt;i start saving 50 cents a day.&lt;br /&gt;0.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;went to meet rosalind today! ^^&lt;br /&gt;finally, after like 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;omg. so long.&lt;br /&gt;she had ut and then i had exams and then she had somemore ut.&lt;br /&gt;so wait wait wait.&lt;br /&gt;.___. missed her so much.&lt;br /&gt;we went to clementi to get stuff, eat go ntuc get junk,&lt;br /&gt;and went to lepak place.&lt;br /&gt;we really need to have a new lepak place.&lt;br /&gt;it was raining and i nearly died seriously.&lt;br /&gt;cos it rained, there were mosquitoes.&lt;br /&gt;and i had 16 mosquito bites. i swear.&lt;br /&gt;she had like 2.&lt;br /&gt;-.- wai me.&lt;br /&gt;imagine if those were aedes bites.&lt;br /&gt;i would have died on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;haha no actually i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so im meeting her for christmas !&lt;br /&gt;the kind of emo christmas.&lt;br /&gt;but i hope she stays over.&lt;br /&gt;i cant go to da's, cos they're going to KL.&lt;br /&gt;and my mom doesnt allow.&lt;br /&gt;im going there in march anw .&lt;br /&gt;so oh well..&lt;br /&gt;rosalind here i comeee.&lt;br /&gt;and y'know what?!&lt;br /&gt;WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;k i found the scrabble ring.&lt;br /&gt;yayyyyyyyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;didnt dare to tell her i lost it.&lt;br /&gt;haha shhhh.&lt;br /&gt;but i found it , so phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeez, really wanted to spend time with sean han they all for christmas.&lt;br /&gt;all da's fault.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay gna go to sch tmr , for port ops proj.&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;/: so sick of going back to school during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-7866632273175929400?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/7866632273175929400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=7866632273175929400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the brighter side,&lt;br /&gt;my second sis bought me a pair of audiotechnica earphones at courts after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;dad wanted to buy his harddrive.&lt;br /&gt;and i saw these earphones.&lt;br /&gt;like so nice.&lt;br /&gt;been dying to have one of my own.&lt;br /&gt;okay the skull candy spoilt. fine.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah. the sennheiser one.&lt;br /&gt;and the 3 ipod apple earpieces.&lt;br /&gt;and the orange earpiece da bought me.&lt;br /&gt;and the other one.&lt;br /&gt;and alot more. trust me.&lt;br /&gt;okay dear earphones, even if you want to die,&lt;br /&gt;please die within a year so i can get the warranty.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, awesome sis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really feel great to have minghui as my best buddy.&lt;br /&gt;she's like the best ever person in my poly life.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;learnt my lesson not to jump right straight into conclusions next time.&lt;br /&gt;i mean that's me. that's xiyu.&lt;br /&gt;im stupid in that way or any other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw the earphones are noise cancellation ones.&lt;br /&gt;i am very sure mom nagged at me just now.&lt;br /&gt;just cant hear.&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-3026660949693058096?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3026660949693058096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=3026660949693058096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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productive ! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;okay we went to plaza sing, i went to send my earphones for repair.&lt;br /&gt;now i feel stupid.&lt;br /&gt;it cost me 37 bucks to repair the skull candy.&lt;br /&gt;a new skull candy is 68bucks -.-&lt;br /&gt;but later gayboi nag nag nag.&lt;br /&gt;say everything he buy me also spoil.&lt;br /&gt;im so mean.&lt;br /&gt;and didnt mean to be mean.&lt;br /&gt;okay. so. yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to do proj at orchard central.&lt;br /&gt;went to spinelli.&lt;br /&gt;wasted my money on ice chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;it's freaking dense and everything.&lt;br /&gt;not worth my 6 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;i want gloria jean's ice chocolate ):&lt;br /&gt;with 6 oreo cookies &amp;gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;ya really. i used to put 6 in them.&lt;br /&gt;like awesome. honestly.&lt;br /&gt;fat and everything.&lt;br /&gt;but worth the fat yozz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah and we went to sticky shop to buy sweets.&lt;br /&gt;so wanted to get some.&lt;br /&gt;but over budget and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;there was this i love you candy.&lt;br /&gt;so naisseeee.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to get for da.&lt;br /&gt;firstly he's busy in his own world .&lt;br /&gt;and secondly i shouldnt be the one buying this kind of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah no money.&lt;br /&gt;so too bad..&lt;br /&gt;i told him. and he was like&lt;br /&gt;WHHHHHHHHUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got band day camp tmr holy crap.&lt;br /&gt;is my bodyclock still screwed up or wad?&lt;br /&gt;i had 9 hours of sleep and i felt so sleepy since 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;like auto 6pm my eyelids started feeling heavy.&lt;br /&gt;yiyan so niceee. she gave me sticky.&lt;br /&gt;so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;when im rich someday.&lt;br /&gt;SOMEDAY. i will give her a jar or it.&lt;br /&gt;not like i aspire to be rich or anything.&lt;br /&gt;nahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyy so band tmr.&lt;br /&gt;so tiredd, really ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-3076893423821803075</id><published>2011-12-13T19:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T19:47:35.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>official first day of hols?&lt;br /&gt;awesome-ness.&lt;br /&gt;sorta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like no exams.&lt;br /&gt;i can watch TEEVEE and not panic during dinner time.&lt;br /&gt;k yah thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to school to do projs.&lt;br /&gt;with danielle and yiuwah.&lt;br /&gt;well at least we found an article.&lt;br /&gt;and i gotta start working my brains alr.&lt;br /&gt;i think i switched it off after port ops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been really troubled these few days.&lt;br /&gt;finally made the right decision , to put everything down.&lt;br /&gt;well, i mean , they say if you love someone,&lt;br /&gt;giving in when you're right or wrong doesnt matter anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i finally understood that.&lt;br /&gt;like finally.&lt;br /&gt;it's like im finally going through puberty or smth.&lt;br /&gt;lol k no.&lt;br /&gt;i just hope you wouldnt just step over me after i apologise.&lt;br /&gt;doesnt mean im weak that i apologise.&lt;br /&gt;or a matter or who wins or who is right.&lt;br /&gt;i just want you to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;and hopefully, nothing else matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, stupid projects.&lt;br /&gt;feel like they're never gonna be completed.&lt;br /&gt;and plus band day camp on thurs fri and sat.&lt;br /&gt;10am-10pm.&lt;br /&gt;dont think i will call it day camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, gta go.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so disorganised and messy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything in my life's so urgh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-3076893423821803075?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3076893423821803075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=3076893423821803075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/3076893423821803075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/3076893423821803075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-1034236373441559977?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/1034236373441559977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=1034236373441559977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/1034236373441559977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/1034236373441559977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2011/12/bitch-life.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-5176745884210855810</id><published>2011-12-12T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T17:53:28.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bladdy frustrating.&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;dont think about it.&lt;br /&gt;just dont think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im supposed to be happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-1330262628346646253</id><published>2011-12-12T12:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T12:40:57.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG I REALISED I NEVER DO SOME OF THE QUIZZZZZES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE MY LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;SCREW IT.&lt;br /&gt;THATS LIKE ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;I ONLY DID CHAP1 FOR BUNKERING.&lt;br /&gt;AND CHAP5 I DIDNT DO FOR ECONS.&lt;br /&gt;I AM DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;WTH WAS I THINKING?&lt;br /&gt;K WONT EVEN BOTHER TURNING OF THE CAPS LOCK.&lt;br /&gt;IM SO FRUSTRATED.&lt;br /&gt;BLAME MYSELF I GUESS.&lt;br /&gt;IM . SO. ANGRY .&lt;br /&gt;SO ANGRY I CAN EAT ROCKS.&lt;br /&gt;AND POOP BRICKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEEEZ.&lt;br /&gt;WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAI&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-1330262628346646253?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/1330262628346646253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=1330262628346646253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/1330262628346646253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/1330262628346646253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2011/12/omg-i-realised-i-never-do-some-of.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-2496242678205230446</id><published>2011-12-11T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T00:04:50.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. me . back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel pretty bad to have to actually tell a lie to my parents.&lt;br /&gt;it's not even a white lie.&lt;br /&gt;the sacrifices i take sometimes..&lt;br /&gt;jeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling extremely exhausted now.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt sleep last night.&lt;br /&gt;the feeling really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;it's like self-tormentaion and reproach or something.&lt;br /&gt;rather difficult to pen it down.&lt;br /&gt;at least now i know how adults feel,&lt;br /&gt;the frustration.. the pain..&lt;br /&gt;something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly dont know what to expect from others.&lt;br /&gt;and of course, dont actually know what to expect from myself.&lt;br /&gt;my own goals, the achievements that maximises my drive for everything,&lt;br /&gt;studies , and so on.&lt;br /&gt;sometime i really feel like im wasting just that little space on Earth.&lt;br /&gt;just because i dont have anything to live for.&lt;br /&gt;at least well.. that's when i feel .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-2496242678205230446?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/2496242678205230446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=2496242678205230446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/2496242678205230446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/2496242678205230446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2011/12/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-7130883627639448037</id><published>2011-12-10T16:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T16:25:27.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>''Life gives us many different chapters. One bad chapter doesnt mean it's the end of the book.''&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-7130883627639448037?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/7130883627639448037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=7130883627639448037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/7130883627639448037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/7130883627639448037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2011/12/life-gives-us-many-different-chapters.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-6936419212876204119</id><published>2011-12-10T12:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T12:31:25.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOOOOOOOO PHEWWWWWWWWWWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel so friggin relieved.&lt;br /&gt;eh, somehow think that someone's gna get 100 marks for port ops.&lt;br /&gt;not me, duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anw,&lt;br /&gt;now im like at da's house in msia to stay till sunday.&lt;br /&gt;pretty wierd.&lt;br /&gt;and he's like screwing my bio clock seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i have dinner at 6pm at home.&lt;br /&gt;he has his dinner at 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;and sleeps at 3 am.&lt;br /&gt;i wake up at 6am on school days.&lt;br /&gt;and he wakes up at 2pm?&lt;br /&gt;seriously?&lt;br /&gt;all this screwing up is giving me gastritis.&lt;br /&gt;big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k im like sitting in the corner of the room and stonning lika boss.&lt;br /&gt;ok. at least i dont have to worry about procrastination for the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;everything's so laid back now.&lt;br /&gt;can i drop dead already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, 5 projects this term.&lt;br /&gt;/:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-6936419212876204119?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6936419212876204119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-5243030578290724977</id><published>2011-12-08T13:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T13:56:37.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I CAN ALREADY FEEL MY HAIR TURNING WHITE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw it.&lt;br /&gt;2 more papers and i'll be free for the next.&lt;br /&gt;few day?&lt;br /&gt;life sucks, i know.&lt;br /&gt;im like so jumpy.&lt;br /&gt;so intolerant. and restless.&lt;br /&gt;im like OKAY STUDY.&lt;br /&gt;and then after 5 secs i'll open a new youtube tab.&lt;br /&gt;sum ting wong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;study . study.&lt;br /&gt;hey my fav tv programme!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k byee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-8580294209488382519</id><published>2011-12-07T17:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T18:03:21.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAAAAAAAAAY IM GOING TO KL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that will be march 3rd.&lt;br /&gt;haha the day my hols start.&lt;br /&gt;so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;going with sis alone.&lt;br /&gt;can go zouk hehhehheh.&lt;br /&gt;cos i'll be 18 next ZOMGGG.&lt;br /&gt;k kidding about going zouk.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT KRISPY CREME (Y)(Y)(Y)&lt;br /&gt;that time went to korea and i ate it.&lt;br /&gt;like awesomezzzzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah,&lt;br /&gt;cos jetstar had one for one.&lt;br /&gt;sis is crazy.&lt;br /&gt;she's going hongkong with her friend as well.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;okayyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-8580294209488382519?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/8580294209488382519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=8580294209488382519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;he's like 31 this year.&lt;br /&gt;omg. and he's umm .. not very cute anymore.&lt;br /&gt;or at all.&lt;br /&gt;i just wasted my time.&lt;br /&gt;like 2 hours. watching ellen vids.&lt;br /&gt;real funny and addictive.&lt;br /&gt;not considered wasting time.&lt;br /&gt;but it's the exam period so yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left with 2 papers.&lt;br /&gt;and i have no drive already.&lt;br /&gt;finish already my drive.&lt;br /&gt;yst felt like friday.&lt;br /&gt;like no more papers left.&lt;br /&gt;think because of the lab exams that made me feel this way.&lt;br /&gt;feel mentally drained and everything.&lt;br /&gt;no mood ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and friday im going over to da's .&lt;br /&gt;his msia house.&lt;br /&gt;he said he's gna drive me.&lt;br /&gt;i feel damn scared alr can, after his car crashed cos he was sleeping thing.&lt;br /&gt;and the beetle like died or smth.&lt;br /&gt;no lah, its being sent for repair .&lt;br /&gt;so maybe he has to drive another bigger car.&lt;br /&gt;which is quite sad.&lt;br /&gt;but he said he'll fetch me to school on fri.&lt;br /&gt;aww,so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got a paper from 8-930am.&lt;br /&gt;and the second at 3-430pm.&lt;br /&gt;so he'll wait till my paper ends, and then we'll go off.&lt;br /&gt;partehh.&lt;br /&gt;k really ah.&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like studying anymore.&lt;br /&gt;feel so sad when i look at port ops.&lt;br /&gt;like stupid eh.&lt;br /&gt;so much to study for chap6 and i dont know whats going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay thennnnnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-5465047182321954547?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/5465047182321954547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-2679080118635132877</id><published>2011-12-06T18:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T18:20:24.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yawn..&lt;br /&gt;feeling so sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;im like in the library with minghui now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done with a chapter of 23 slide.&lt;br /&gt;like nothing to write on.&lt;br /&gt;its all pictures.odd.&lt;br /&gt;and my jaw's kinda tired from nibbling on nips.&lt;br /&gt;kinda wrong.&lt;br /&gt;i meant NIPS, cheapo chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;makes me feel happy cos its cheaper than M&amp;amp;Ms.&lt;br /&gt;but dissatisfied.&lt;br /&gt;but still..&lt;br /&gt;my jaw hurts halfway all the time.&lt;br /&gt;nvrmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;k like first time this term staying in school to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 papers down, and 2 more to go ^^&lt;br /&gt;like lost the drive for studying alr.&lt;br /&gt;totally.&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTMAS YAWWWWWWWWWWWW.&lt;br /&gt;jingle bells, xiyu smells, joanne laid an egg.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahaa. rmb we used to sing that last time.&lt;br /&gt;cos in february , REALLLY FEB, pokes will tell me she cant wait for christmas.&lt;br /&gt;idiot pokes. miss her so much ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i miss my teddy. ):&lt;br /&gt;love sick much. idiot da .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. concentrate woman, concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;k bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-2679080118635132877?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/2679080118635132877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>woo ! 1 paper done.&lt;br /&gt;189 to go.&lt;br /&gt;k kidding.&lt;br /&gt;3 to go. phew.&lt;br /&gt;(: feel so relieved somehow.&lt;br /&gt;but , i lost 10 marks): jeez.&lt;br /&gt;the supply in shipping thing i dont know how to do.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k nvrm. not thinking about it alr.&lt;br /&gt;bunkering tmr.&lt;br /&gt;cheam and everything.&lt;br /&gt;a lil scared.&lt;br /&gt;but i think im just gna study the tutorials like everyone else?&lt;br /&gt;i guess so ah.&lt;br /&gt;hope i do well.&lt;br /&gt;oh and i havent chosen my gened thingy eh.&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know wth it's for.&lt;br /&gt;gened is crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think my bioclock gna be screwed this week?&lt;br /&gt;i slept at like 3 last night.&lt;br /&gt;idiot da. all his fault.&lt;br /&gt;he called at like 11plus at night.&lt;br /&gt;and then we quarrelled. stupid grumpy boi. gay boi.&lt;br /&gt;and then we put down the phone at 1 plus.&lt;br /&gt;and then i was scared for econs, then i knocked out&lt;br /&gt;and i woke up at 10 am to study.&lt;br /&gt;and go to school at 215pm.&lt;br /&gt;k im telling every exact bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda feel sleepy nao ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kkkk. tonight sleep early.&lt;br /&gt;pOOOORmise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-7782793557701447027?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/7782793557701447027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=7782793557701447027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/7782793557701447027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/7782793557701447027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2011/12/woo-1-paper-done.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-2377883558377023771</id><published>2011-12-04T11:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T11:46:40.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PICTURES YAW.&lt;br /&gt;sorry for stealing oli.&lt;br /&gt;i love you &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0fRiJvLhLFo/TtrrSCx7zrI/AAAAAAAAA2o/5a0zvqFJEfM/s1600/384905_10150431001341445_613691444_8438105_2059642924_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682112575097786034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0fRiJvLhLFo/TtrrSCx7zrI/AAAAAAAAA2o/5a0zvqFJEfM/s400/384905_10150431001341445_613691444_8438105_2059642924_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo. the scary gang, black peeps.&lt;br /&gt;k im the only one that looks like im acting gangsta.&lt;br /&gt;so act. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;i was not prepared k.&lt;br /&gt;k at least look at jaron. hehheh.&lt;br /&gt;i think i noe why.&lt;br /&gt;look at the idiot guy behind me grabbing my head.&lt;br /&gt;pedo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uiyT7mtUgm0/TtrrORgS5dI/AAAAAAAAA2c/R6UBrFIs4tY/s1600/383675_10150431001096445_613691444_8438104_1162059297_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682112510330856914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uiyT7mtUgm0/TtrrORgS5dI/AAAAAAAAA2c/R6UBrFIs4tY/s400/383675_10150431001096445_613691444_8438104_1162059297_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;near perfect.&lt;br /&gt;but jaron still... yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jiAV2gSY7ZY/TtrrIQdGEtI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/qtcy-DGi3zM/s1600/381643_10150430999836445_613691444_8438094_1729127739_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682112406969782994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jiAV2gSY7ZY/TtrrIQdGEtI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/qtcy-DGi3zM/s400/381643_10150430999836445_613691444_8438094_1729127739_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUIMEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII ! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;awesome nice person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y12hMGjrl3s/TtrrEO8jYhI/AAAAAAAAA2E/cjmwF-l9SFU/s1600/385170_10150431001901445_613691444_8438108_1278436055_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682112337845379602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y12hMGjrl3s/TtrrEO8jYhI/AAAAAAAAA2E/cjmwF-l9SFU/s400/385170_10150431001901445_613691444_8438108_1278436055_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k LOOK AT HANNAN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel so disappointed in myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wahlao eh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were like... our height was prolly at my nose level now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now he's like..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i swear i attempted to tip-toe.&lt;br /&gt;and his feet is humongus.&lt;br /&gt;it used to be size 6.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;now it's like 10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;crap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel like crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kqi-c1KxCC8/Ttrq86w6ooI/AAAAAAAAA14/MIpJwJMGbYU/s1600/384389_10150431001661445_613691444_8438106_1980033665_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682112212168778370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kqi-c1KxCC8/Ttrq86w6ooI/AAAAAAAAA14/MIpJwJMGbYU/s400/384389_10150431001661445_613691444_8438106_1980033665_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k my mini look alike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so cute right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oli says she's wierd, like me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and our posture's the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;which is umm. good?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;k im going to teach her my style when i go back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and make sure she plays solos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;woo! go twin. i mean look alike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;her name is phoebe tho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;not xi something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eTjxO5T4u_k/Ttrq3upiVBI/AAAAAAAAA1s/_5hMebw5QJ8/s1600/388546_10150430998941445_613691444_8438088_1552811326_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682112123017253906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eTjxO5T4u_k/Ttrq3upiVBI/AAAAAAAAA1s/_5hMebw5QJ8/s400/388546_10150430998941445_613691444_8438088_1552811326_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oli died her hair.&lt;br /&gt;no diff. nyeh nyeh nyehhhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i might be selling sammy to oli.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;): sigh.. financial problems and other problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;will really miss that guy ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;gna treasure my times with sammy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bathe him every 2 weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. k bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;study xiyu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;no, mug xiyu, mug &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-2377883558377023771?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/2377883558377023771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-7197815975367652712</id><published>2011-12-04T11:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T13:05:06.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/59TrrF8lzKs?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big boulder off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;cos bv's concert is finally over.&lt;br /&gt;i mean , not like i feel any single one of them panic.&lt;br /&gt;well, i did.&lt;br /&gt;jaron did&lt;br /&gt;da did.&lt;br /&gt;and of course oli did too.&lt;br /&gt;for some simple reason, we had no time for the rehearsals and everything.&lt;br /&gt;esp me. cos i had exams on friday and couldnt make it.&lt;br /&gt;plus, exams are like ... tmr. gawd.&lt;br /&gt;and im not done with revision because of this stupid concert.&lt;br /&gt;but i just wna perform with oli one last time.&lt;br /&gt;and im glad i did!&lt;br /&gt;and i pushed jaron away cos i wanted to sit with oli.&lt;br /&gt;feel so mean.&lt;br /&gt;and i called hannan to buy food for us, and put down the phone with no orders.&lt;br /&gt;im so mean to them both ):&lt;br /&gt;i feel so bad omg. wahlao.&lt;br /&gt;kkkk. concert was fine.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, practically side read all the pieces.&lt;br /&gt;managed it with no MAJOR booboos.&lt;br /&gt;major ah. i said major.&lt;br /&gt;and i guess it was fun, cos i got to play with the peeps .&lt;br /&gt;the old peeps. and i feel so happy !!!&lt;br /&gt;phew. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;really miss everyone man.&lt;br /&gt;and there's this look alike in band .&lt;br /&gt;she's like sec 1.&lt;br /&gt;and they say she looks like me.&lt;br /&gt;i honestly think she's quite cute k.&lt;br /&gt;i mean she. yeah if you get it.&lt;br /&gt;heh. -.-&lt;br /&gt;k i mean realllyyyyyyyyy. and i dont think she looks like me goodness.&lt;br /&gt;but im still the original flavour tho.&lt;br /&gt;original.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that i feel all relieved and everything,&lt;br /&gt;not thinking about how i screwed stats and IT.&lt;br /&gt;i have 4 more papers to go.&lt;br /&gt;none prepared.&lt;br /&gt;and umm. yayyy like 3 papers from 3pm to 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;sleep lika boss babbbehhhh.&lt;br /&gt;just kiddding. needa wake up early.&lt;br /&gt;k lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh , and da got into a mini accident.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, he's okay.&lt;br /&gt;but the beetle crashed.&lt;br /&gt;just a lil. he fell asleep on the highway while going home.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so.. urghh.&lt;br /&gt;cos it happened the last time when he was driving me back.&lt;br /&gt;and thank goodness i was with him.&lt;br /&gt;not so lucky this time huh.&lt;br /&gt;and it crashed on the left side.&lt;br /&gt;i would have died if i were there with him anw.&lt;br /&gt;feel so speechless..&lt;br /&gt;haish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye lor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-7197815975367652712?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/7197815975367652712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=7197815975367652712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/7197815975367652712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/7197815975367652712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2011/12/honestly-big-boulder-off-my-chest.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/59TrrF8lzKs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-422667766975048850</id><published>2011-12-01T16:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T16:27:29.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i really wonder,&lt;br /&gt;what exactly happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wished, we'd skip through this stage.&lt;br /&gt;and remain as friends , forever.&lt;br /&gt;best friends.&lt;br /&gt;walking past you like i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;it's not like im inhumane or something.&lt;br /&gt;wonder if you'll still think about me sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope, not talking about my boyfriend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-422667766975048850?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/422667766975048850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=422667766975048850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/422667766975048850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/422667766975048850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2011/12/sometimes-i-really-wonder-what-exactly.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-3307692286792936125</id><published>2011-12-01T15:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T16:36:14.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thousand years by christina perri so emozzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's my 801th post.&lt;br /&gt;and it's december.&lt;br /&gt;so fast aye?&lt;br /&gt;time reallyy really really flies.&lt;br /&gt;i swear.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, the last time i remember, O levels just ended.&lt;br /&gt;and everyone in the entire world had a job except me.&lt;br /&gt;so depressed right.&lt;br /&gt;time flies.&lt;br /&gt;jeez.&lt;br /&gt;i miss last year tho.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa. miss the freedom and everything.&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it,&lt;br /&gt;today's my last lesson of the year.&lt;br /&gt;and well, i skipped it. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;im so mean.&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;k i went for port ops.&lt;br /&gt;i skipped econs, bunkering and eff comm.&lt;br /&gt;like afraid i'd miss out crap.&lt;br /&gt;but still... cant wait to get home seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i love staying at home.&lt;br /&gt;k i sound like some loner freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having both exams tmr.&lt;br /&gt;8-9.30, 415-545.&lt;br /&gt;and i'll go home at 930 after stats (O:&lt;br /&gt;( freak )&lt;br /&gt;): kkkkkkk. i hope i do well.&lt;br /&gt;will practice more then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irritating gayboi.&lt;br /&gt;i nearly fell asleep last night and then he kept spamming me.&lt;br /&gt;ass. really, and then i couldnt slp alr.&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. feeling kinda sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;but 's gna be a lil waste of time uh,&lt;br /&gt;since im not studying on fri and sat.&lt;br /&gt;damn it.&lt;br /&gt;okay then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh! and da say i grew taller, again.&lt;br /&gt;hehhehhehhh.&lt;br /&gt;yahoo. he said i used to be at his chin level.&lt;br /&gt;asshole.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i'll be his height.&lt;br /&gt;im my dreams lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gna stop procrastinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-3307692286792936125?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3307692286792936125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=3307692286792936125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/3307692286792936125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/3307692286792936125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2011/12/thousand-years-by-christina-perri-so.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-1664319209046693711</id><published>2011-11-30T21:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T22:04:53.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOLY CRAP! MY 800th post ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just happened to see 799.&lt;br /&gt;so cute.&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;br /&gt;wierd day today.&lt;br /&gt;i mean i was so pissed at first.&lt;br /&gt;and then now im okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k woke up to pack house and study.&lt;br /&gt;and then got distracted and watched AFV.&lt;br /&gt;so cute.&lt;br /&gt;and then like sis was at home.&lt;br /&gt;so just studied till like 2 plus 3.&lt;br /&gt;and my came home.&lt;br /&gt;and da came over to my house.&lt;br /&gt;i cooked for him and accidentally added too much ham in his pasta&lt;br /&gt;and my pasta like nothing. so sad right&lt;br /&gt;nvrm i ended up stealing his. just a teensy bit.&lt;br /&gt;and then my mom made him ribena and then ribena finished.&lt;br /&gt;so unfair.&lt;br /&gt;ya k. so i studied abit more.&lt;br /&gt;and he gamed.&lt;br /&gt;he showed me his awesome laptop.&lt;br /&gt;not.&lt;br /&gt;eesh. so big and heavy.&lt;br /&gt;he put it in the bag.&lt;br /&gt;and y'know what? it's as heavy as sammy i swear.&lt;br /&gt;damn heavy uh.&lt;br /&gt;stupid gaming laptop.&lt;br /&gt;he and his awesome graphics and blah da blah da.&lt;br /&gt;okay and then halfway he realised he had assignments.&lt;br /&gt;hehhehhehh so much for slacking.&lt;br /&gt;i think he skipped it.&lt;br /&gt;okay, and anw.&lt;br /&gt;my mom cooked dinner.&lt;br /&gt;and she asked me to take a lil bit for him.&lt;br /&gt;so i did.&lt;br /&gt;he ended up eating 2 bowls.&lt;br /&gt;ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i sent him down to the car.&lt;br /&gt;and when i came out my dinner was gone.&lt;br /&gt;cos my mom thought i ate alr.&lt;br /&gt;very naise.&lt;br /&gt;im so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay , so much so studying.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i havent got enough time.&lt;br /&gt;dad's having bbq on friday night.&lt;br /&gt;and da's coming over.&lt;br /&gt;and han ( YAY) , jx and tw i think.&lt;br /&gt;so i wont be studying&lt;br /&gt;and da's staying over, cos we've got bv's concert on sat.&lt;br /&gt;so not prepared /: i hope i'll side read fine.&lt;br /&gt;HOLY crap.&lt;br /&gt;and we're wearing like.. jeans.&lt;br /&gt;then okay lorss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya k.&lt;br /&gt;friday got IT and stats exam.&lt;br /&gt;scareddddd.&lt;br /&gt;and stats like 8-10am , IT 415-545. jeez&lt;br /&gt;i'll try to rush back to bv inbetween.&lt;br /&gt;but i scared i rush, then i forgot all the sums and formulas.&lt;br /&gt;well, thats me.&lt;br /&gt;wad ta dooo.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;i tryyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-1664319209046693711?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/1664319209046693711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=1664319209046693711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/1664319209046693711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/1664319209046693711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2011/11/holy-crap-my-800th-post-d-just-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-6248656715301022956</id><published>2011-11-27T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T13:01:25.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vintage Lady Gaga Live at NYU - Captivated &amp; Electric Kiss</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NM51qOpwcIM?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg the old lady gaga (':&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-6248656715301022956?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6248656715301022956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=6248656715301022956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/6248656715301022956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/6248656715301022956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2011/11/vintage-lady-gaga-live-at-nyu.html' title='Vintage Lady Gaga Live at NYU - Captivated &amp; Electric Kiss'/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/NM51qOpwcIM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-3031734265088396510</id><published>2011-11-27T10:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T10:55:17.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired . T-T&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 845am.&lt;br /&gt;cos dad bought breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;and he like make alooooot of noise.&lt;br /&gt;and my mom like shout from the other end of the house to him.&lt;br /&gt;'' no lahh, she wont wake up so early wan!!!''&lt;br /&gt;and i woke up. thanks mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k. feel real tired cos i slept late last night.&lt;br /&gt;last night da went out with sean and the others.&lt;br /&gt;he had to drive home, and stopped by my house.&lt;br /&gt;so sweet. he bought rockmelon milk.&lt;br /&gt;like eww. but okay lah.&lt;br /&gt;and i got him vanilla oreo.&lt;br /&gt;personally think it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;but he likes it. bad taste. ikr.&lt;br /&gt;grumbly naggy guy.&lt;br /&gt;just because sean scratched him a wee bit,&lt;br /&gt;he kept complaining about how it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;gay boi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL SO SLEEPY.&lt;br /&gt;need to mug.&lt;br /&gt;oh , and going to grandpa's house later for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;its his birthday.&lt;br /&gt;their birthdays are pretty confusing.&lt;br /&gt;they sorta go according to the chinese calendar.&lt;br /&gt;so last year it was decemeber.&lt;br /&gt;now its november. and it changes every year.&lt;br /&gt;wonder who's the ass that created the chinese calendar according to the moon.&lt;br /&gt;jeez.&lt;br /&gt;k no answers.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so confused anw.&lt;br /&gt;cos i cant really communicate with my grandparents on my mom's side.&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know if i should say happy birthday or not.&lt;br /&gt;im so confused. and sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just figured out gened presentation's tmr.&lt;br /&gt;holy. im freaking out.&lt;br /&gt;and yawning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-3031734265088396510?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3031734265088396510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=3031734265088396510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/3031734265088396510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/3031734265088396510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2011/11/zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-245014315697631393</id><published>2011-11-26T14:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T14:49:26.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>VIOLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!&lt;br /&gt;finally completed le gened proj.&lt;br /&gt;like loner project.&lt;br /&gt;do ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;present ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;so sad right?&lt;br /&gt;ikr.&lt;br /&gt;and im going to die alone.&lt;br /&gt;hope stage fright gets better?&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i woke up quite early around 10am today.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;k. stomach still not feeling so well.&lt;br /&gt;not going to risk puking in the band room.&lt;br /&gt;or in my trumpet sammy.&lt;br /&gt;EWW! the thought of it makes me wna puke.&lt;br /&gt;ironic much?&lt;br /&gt;kkkkkk. anw. i had a nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know whats wrong with me these days.&lt;br /&gt;its the same cycle.&lt;br /&gt;i cant seem to sleep till after 2 hours on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;and then i'll have a freaking scary nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;and i'll suddenly wake up.&lt;br /&gt;and then i'll rmb the nightmare for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;like 5 days already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday night, my cat died.&lt;br /&gt;in the dream.&lt;br /&gt;i dont have a cat! like so real. and scary.&lt;br /&gt;i can cry.&lt;br /&gt;i love pets.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont think im going to keep one.&lt;br /&gt;cant bear them leaving me after like 10 years.&lt;br /&gt;i should just keep a turtle.&lt;br /&gt;can like be at my deathbed and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;and can highfive him everyday.&lt;br /&gt;FLIPPPPERRS~ k thats the only thing he will do.&lt;br /&gt;eesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh k so scary.&lt;br /&gt;im like traumatised.&lt;br /&gt;badly.&lt;br /&gt;lol. talked to sean on twitter this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;finally we get to talk.&lt;br /&gt;okay we're all going to meet on christmas and new year's day.&lt;br /&gt;im going to book han for new year I DONT CARE.&lt;br /&gt;dont care if it makes her lil cousin cry or smth.&lt;br /&gt;im stealing her.&lt;br /&gt;on the second thought, her birthday will be the day after.&lt;br /&gt;awwmannnn!! so thickskin eh she. i know.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k gened on monday.&lt;br /&gt;like freaking out already.&lt;br /&gt;and its stupid.&lt;br /&gt;presentation at 830, 1030am lesson cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;so the 4 of us got nth to do from 9-1230.&lt;br /&gt;wth? maybe i should go home.&lt;br /&gt;hhaha crazy. but maybe :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-245014315697631393?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/245014315697631393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=245014315697631393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/245014315697631393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/245014315697631393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2011/11/violaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-7657050354400956480</id><published>2011-11-25T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T00:05:22.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>k im going to bed soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wild day today.&lt;br /&gt;okay i officially know the roads of spore now.&lt;br /&gt;so proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;errhmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. da came at like 2 plus?&lt;br /&gt;like 1.5 hours late. asshole.&lt;br /&gt;and we went to expo.&lt;br /&gt;we went to eat.&lt;br /&gt;and i wasnt feeling well.&lt;br /&gt;sumtingwong.&lt;br /&gt;yeah and i puked like twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and like there was jam.&lt;br /&gt;like big big jam outside expo and he was bored.&lt;br /&gt;like started pillowfight again in the car.&lt;br /&gt;and then we were really bored.&lt;br /&gt;it took us like 1 hour just to get into the parking area.&lt;br /&gt;and we started shouting for fun.&lt;br /&gt;idk, typical him.&lt;br /&gt;but i joined in, surprisingly.&lt;br /&gt;cos no one could hear us.&lt;br /&gt;then keep shouting WHATTTT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;best way of venting frustration.&lt;br /&gt;and i lead the way k.&lt;br /&gt;im so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;i showed him the way from bukitbatok to expo.&lt;br /&gt;ok we went the wrong road once. but there was a u-turn so i still rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k we walked around to look for his dumb laptop for like forever.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;walk to alienware, then asus then vomit then asus , then asus again then alienware.&lt;br /&gt;alienware's design of laptops seriously damn nice.&lt;br /&gt;i loike. like seriously. look damn cool.&lt;br /&gt;but that naggy biatch like, should i???????? or should i not???????&lt;br /&gt;._. whatever man. get over it.&lt;br /&gt;ended up getting the asus one.&lt;br /&gt;i think its nice.&lt;br /&gt;some gaming republic thing, like so naisee.&lt;br /&gt;and so many freebeeess.&lt;br /&gt;i felt so jealous honestly.&lt;br /&gt;i dont freaking game, neither does he.&lt;br /&gt;but im jealous he has a new toy.&lt;br /&gt;lol idc im hogging it yaw.&lt;br /&gt;and he was like shouldddddd iiiiiiiiiiiii?????????????????? huhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;and the asus person got pissed i think.&lt;br /&gt;and she said, she she upgrade the ram to 12gb for free.&lt;br /&gt;WTH MAN . WTH.&lt;br /&gt;where's the justice and love in this world?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k and he brought the money.&lt;br /&gt;in cash.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. like cute. but wierd.&lt;br /&gt;he asked me to take the money out.&lt;br /&gt;and im like&lt;br /&gt;'ummm okay, so here's one thousand, two thousand...''&lt;br /&gt;like idiot. but i felt cash rich.&lt;br /&gt;haha bunkering. get it? GET IT???!? nvrm.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. so he got his laptop.&lt;br /&gt;like 15.6 inch and 3.5kg?&lt;br /&gt;hope he has fun ah.&lt;br /&gt;like real fun until he doesnt want to meet me.&lt;br /&gt;asshole.&lt;br /&gt;at least we'll have msn now. FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;it was like 6pm alr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k and im really not feeling well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAIIIIIITTTTTTTTTT that's not it.&lt;br /&gt;we went from expo, PIE, to somewhere somewhere and then reached suntec.&lt;br /&gt;phew. so scary. like go wrong place once.&lt;br /&gt;cos i lead him towards changi airport direction.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaaa. k blur.&lt;br /&gt;and we watch BREAKING DAWN.&lt;br /&gt;BREAKING DAWN YAWWW.&lt;br /&gt;yeah i like that movie.&lt;br /&gt;so what if they sparkle.&lt;br /&gt;harry potter still best, but twilight's great too.&lt;br /&gt;yeah the movie like damn awesome but i was freezing max in the theatre&lt;br /&gt;my teeth kept chattering and da said shhh.&lt;br /&gt;bitch.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, its kinda gruesome.&lt;br /&gt;but im okay with it.&lt;br /&gt;unlike some gay.&lt;br /&gt;oh lawd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k and then drove home.&lt;br /&gt;went the wrong way again.&lt;br /&gt;we went towards changi airport. AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy day, but i had fun.&lt;br /&gt;despite being friggin impatient with my guy that acts more like a gf when making decisions.&lt;br /&gt;its the same everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;like if he needs to go shop for clothes, i swear i'll die.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay g2g slp now.&lt;br /&gt;really not feeling well.&lt;br /&gt;stomach burns.&lt;br /&gt;i puked everything and now i feel HUNGREYY.&lt;br /&gt;c'mon tummeh, its 12.05am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeeep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-7657050354400956480?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/7657050354400956480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=7657050354400956480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/7657050354400956480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/7657050354400956480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2011/11/k-im-going-to-bed-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-5791982589874441925</id><published>2011-11-25T11:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T11:23:22.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im homeeee.&lt;br /&gt;so early.&lt;br /&gt;k i swear i'll do some work before heading out.&lt;br /&gt;k promise.&lt;br /&gt;*hooks pinkie*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw..&lt;br /&gt;went to school for stats&lt;br /&gt;not much work.&lt;br /&gt;and thennnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;yiyan went to book her ticket on sistic for the FTisland thingy.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh. kpop fanatics.&lt;br /&gt;imagine $201.20 gone like that.&lt;br /&gt;thats like my entire life savings.&lt;br /&gt;uhh.&lt;br /&gt;no, i mean it. really.&lt;br /&gt;cos her dad's card couldnt go through.&lt;br /&gt;so she borrowed my visa.&lt;br /&gt;now left $2.33.&lt;br /&gt;naise. i broke my record.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa!&lt;br /&gt;but yeah. she's so nice anw (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so im going out with da later.&lt;br /&gt;he's driving to spore later.&lt;br /&gt;and we're going to expo for the ITshow to get his laptop.&lt;br /&gt;and i , will personally dump his 6year laptop.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, 6 years?! thats like older than me.&lt;br /&gt;ikr ~&lt;br /&gt;okay and he's driving there.&lt;br /&gt;i wna drive.&lt;br /&gt;hehheh. umm kidding.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. so we're going there.&lt;br /&gt;to expo.&lt;br /&gt;by car.&lt;br /&gt;without knowing directions.&lt;br /&gt;eh c'mon i have the sporean instinct k.&lt;br /&gt;i know go by PIE.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah..&lt;br /&gt;we'll get there in one piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay then.&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-5791982589874441925?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/5791982589874441925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=5791982589874441925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/5791982589874441925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/5791982589874441925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-homeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-3664319875857624592</id><published>2011-11-24T14:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T14:21:50.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im home (:&lt;br /&gt;like a bosssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay , today only had lessons for port ops.&lt;br /&gt;free period for econs.&lt;br /&gt;haha i sound like sec4.&lt;br /&gt;aww i miss sec4.&lt;br /&gt;yeah whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, went back to BVMB yst.&lt;br /&gt;i think it was kinda fun eh.&lt;br /&gt;haha. exchange with mayflower.&lt;br /&gt;and i like, dont know what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;just side reading everything.&lt;br /&gt;and well.. turns out okay.&lt;br /&gt;they're like gna play baby by justin bieber omg.&lt;br /&gt;OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG.&lt;br /&gt;omo omo!&lt;br /&gt;haha when mayflower played for us and oli like WHOOAA YAYYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;and jaron says its stupid and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;he say justinbieber's gay.&lt;br /&gt;stupid jJaron, he's gayer.&lt;br /&gt;haha back to the old times where we used to bully him, big time.&lt;br /&gt;esp yuai. and me and oli laugh like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;really miss the good old times.&lt;br /&gt;well, at least we've got this opportunity to perform together . (:&lt;br /&gt;the last practice is on fri.&lt;br /&gt;AND LIKE CRAP I HAVE IT AND STATS EXAM.&lt;br /&gt;im screwed ):&lt;br /&gt;first time side reading on stage, actually performance.&lt;br /&gt;imagine i screw up and start laughing.&lt;br /&gt;lol. k crap.&lt;br /&gt;OH NOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k plus, i havent started on gened presentation?&lt;br /&gt;nice much. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;people are like, oh phew, presentation's over.&lt;br /&gt;i havent even had mine prepared.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;and like study?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know where to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WAIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BREAKING DAWN IS OUT BABBEHHH.&lt;br /&gt;gna watch it tmr with da.&lt;br /&gt;gay boi.&lt;br /&gt;eh oh and jJaron gave me and oli a carebear each.&lt;br /&gt;so sweet right?&lt;br /&gt;then gay boi jealous.&lt;br /&gt;he made me promise him not to put the carebear by my bedside.&lt;br /&gt;so mean right?!?!&lt;br /&gt;and yst, he drove back to msia.&lt;br /&gt;he stopped by my house , and i passed teddy to him.&lt;br /&gt;like teddy.&lt;br /&gt;THE BIG FAT ENORMOUS BEAR.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to put him in the passenger seat with safety belt.&lt;br /&gt;beside the driver. fail max.&lt;br /&gt;so cute right? but he could fit.&lt;br /&gt;i mean he did. but his arms were too fat, it blocked the gear box.&lt;br /&gt;so well.. ended up throwing him at the back.&lt;br /&gt;poor teddy.&lt;br /&gt;and gayboi will return it on fri.&lt;br /&gt;i swear i felt so wierd sleeping without that fat bear.&lt;br /&gt;really. felt so empty. hohho i miss teddy alr ):&lt;br /&gt;we are inseperable , and meant for each other.&lt;br /&gt;yuck not really. just that he hogs my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm and one last thing,&lt;br /&gt;my right hand's swollen.&lt;br /&gt;like pau. its so hard to write cos it hurts&lt;br /&gt;y'know what danielle told me?&lt;br /&gt;she said i need to bang the swollen part once in a while and it will get better.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! she's so funneyy&lt;br /&gt;probably experienced enough , after her karate sprains and swells.&lt;br /&gt;okay yah, its swollen, very obvious.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah. dont ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis said use a warm towel.&lt;br /&gt;mom said dip my hand in ice.&lt;br /&gt;ummm.&lt;br /&gt;sounds prettyyy... logical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WNA WATCH BREAKING DAWN.&lt;br /&gt;k bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-3664319875857624592?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3664319875857624592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=3664319875857624592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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did happen inbetween my choices.&lt;br /&gt;once again i've been proven, wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got it nailed right?&lt;br /&gt;i was totally right about you.&lt;br /&gt;heartbreaking freak.&lt;br /&gt;honestly? the what did i do wrong reverse psychology thing no longer works on me.&lt;br /&gt;so what is it? my fault?&lt;br /&gt;my freaking fault that i feel broken.&lt;br /&gt;like, oh yeah. i pissed myself off huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, if were you , how'd you react?&lt;br /&gt;c'mon man.&lt;br /&gt;call yourself a guy.&lt;br /&gt;i feel manlier than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for someone whom broke my year record of prolly not using the f-word?&lt;br /&gt;shows that prolly you're really something .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heartbreaker. really.&lt;br /&gt;you dont know nothing bout caring.&lt;br /&gt;you dont know nothing about waiting for someone's call for like forever.&lt;br /&gt;you dont know how it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;and you dont care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three words k.&lt;br /&gt;lust, not love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-9108262719220847937?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/9108262719220847937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=9108262719220847937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/9108262719220847937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/9108262719220847937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2011/11/yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-8230361681982242710</id><published>2011-11-21T18:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T18:59:25.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUi1PwHfZdg/TsotIx-h7XI/AAAAAAAAA1g/R2BS-KkcwxE/s1600/282073_10150269819964357_582369356_7467956_2646188_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677399909131742578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUi1PwHfZdg/TsotIx-h7XI/AAAAAAAAA1g/R2BS-KkcwxE/s400/282073_10150269819964357_582369356_7467956_2646188_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;violence; a sign of pregnancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling kind of moody today.&lt;br /&gt;now and then that nostalgic feeling just hits me randomly.&lt;br /&gt;kinda sucks to be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was fine.&lt;br /&gt;really fine.&lt;br /&gt;like smooth and everything.&lt;br /&gt;still that moodiness.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah. i was able to absorb today.&lt;br /&gt;a lil late or smth?&lt;br /&gt;had the chance to skip gened today .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been trying to study for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;not so productive it seems.&lt;br /&gt;i mean its not like i didnt try. and i wouldnt said i tried actually.&lt;br /&gt;too many distractions and thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;nothing is going to affect my MST this time. like for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;but okay, i tried studying.&lt;br /&gt;the information goes in for 5 mins.&lt;br /&gt;and im like, UH HUH UH HUHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;and then it comes out after i get distracted with music or the net.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like a puppy. y'know how they get distracted.&lt;br /&gt;its just that im older, and well, im not a dog -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k. im just waiting for this eureka moment or smth to just suddenly appear.&lt;br /&gt;great.&lt;br /&gt;eureka moment please hurry.&lt;br /&gt;im left with exactly 13 days.&lt;br /&gt;screw it.&lt;br /&gt;plus the bvmb performance thingy.&lt;br /&gt;holy crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOIIIILLLLLLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;nah kidding.&lt;br /&gt;no moment yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish i could just tell my parents,&lt;br /&gt;hey im just not cut out for studying.&lt;br /&gt;let me rot my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;hahha. chey no.&lt;br /&gt;i love studying !&lt;br /&gt;._____________________________.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-8230361681982242710?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/8230361681982242710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=8230361681982242710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/8230361681982242710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/8230361681982242710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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saturday.&lt;br /&gt;sounds awesome to me .&lt;br /&gt;okay wait actually no eh.&lt;br /&gt;the monday blues kinda thing.&lt;br /&gt;and like there's school at 8am the next day.&lt;br /&gt;wthhh.&lt;br /&gt;its like a self-own moment.&lt;br /&gt;i was smiling to myself a minute ago.&lt;br /&gt;gna message minghui.&lt;br /&gt;OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, k parents are coming back today.&lt;br /&gt;in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;naiseeee.&lt;br /&gt;hope they buy nanonano and my life will be complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like hyper nao.&lt;br /&gt;someboddeeee help mee.&lt;br /&gt;kinda prepared for monday blues alr actually.&lt;br /&gt;since time just gets faster and faster. damn it&lt;br /&gt;oh and btw, i dont have to go gen-ed tmr {:&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;yayyy. cos my presentation's the following week and crap, i havent prepared a single crap.&lt;br /&gt;save me yaw.&lt;br /&gt;k im gna start.&lt;br 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title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-7167314355451414942</id><published>2011-11-19T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T22:49:25.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9OYReKetROw/Tse_gU3pgVI/AAAAAAAAA1U/t_P0innXgy4/s1600/284099_10150269822984357_582369356_7467998_6453502_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676716417402634578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9OYReKetROw/Tse_gU3pgVI/AAAAAAAAA1U/t_P0innXgy4/s400/284099_10150269822984357_582369356_7467998_6453502_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL much?&lt;br /&gt;i just realised biyu posted the melcamp day4 long ago.&lt;br /&gt;and its my first time viewing it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesnt really mean anything anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i guess this picture really describes what's left of me.&lt;br /&gt;rmb they were like OMG WHY YOU SIT ON THE FLOOR.&lt;br /&gt;eeeee so dirty. i think its nice.&lt;br /&gt;didnt regret sitting in the middle of no where to take this.&lt;br /&gt;i'd lie down if there were others who would do the same.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided not to go for band tmr.&lt;br /&gt;or at least for the next few weeks to concentrate on studies&lt;br /&gt;plus , not helping them to perform for the 3rd dec concert.&lt;br /&gt;im helping bukitview alr anw.&lt;br /&gt;if not i'll be going band on tues wed thurs fri and sun.&lt;br /&gt;doesnt sound like i will have a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parents just called just now.&lt;br /&gt;like my dad call me and ask if im alright.&lt;br /&gt;of course im alright.&lt;br /&gt;i took a bath and they called, and they thought i died.&lt;br /&gt;the picture fits perfectly-.-&lt;br /&gt;and like he talk finish, pass the phone to my mom&lt;br /&gt;and she's like take care , have a good night.&lt;br /&gt;it felt sweet.&lt;br /&gt;but they're only gone for a night.&lt;br /&gt;omg. my parents.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis's dumbass-ness II :&lt;br /&gt;''hello? are you going out later??? i dont have key''&lt;br /&gt;duddddddddddde. it's 1030pm. im not you, i wouldnt be out only now.&lt;br /&gt;and she called to the house phone , again.&lt;br /&gt;sum ting wong.&lt;br /&gt;plus, she says she's at PS gloria jeans.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the scones dearly.&lt;br /&gt;but rmb the last time me and rosa ate it, it kinda sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my stomach's grumbling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-7167314355451414942?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/7167314355451414942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=7167314355451414942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/7167314355451414942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/7167314355451414942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2011/11/lol-much-i-just-realised-biyu-posted.html' 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676634269272422578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ByyzWjkA5BE/Tsd0yrPKuLI/AAAAAAAAA1I/37U6RYAf3jc/s400/P22-05-09_16.02%255B01%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA! k i look exceptionally chubbeh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and da look so skinny. OMG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;k im like laughing to myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;who cares.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i own the house yaw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw my there's this mini slideshow on my homescreen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this pic popped out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;rmb me and oli we hiding in the horn cupboard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah that the french horn cupboard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we threw all the instruments out , and hid in there to emo/use hp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and da came in and like, wth are you both doing in there?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahaa. stuffff. k eww.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were friends then anw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;kinda funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss the damn cupboard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it must be so smelly now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and did i mention?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im at home alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;not really actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but technically yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dad mom and elder sis went to msia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and second sis and i stayed home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but , the moment i woke up , she wasnt home anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bet she's partying like crap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i suppose she's taking this opportunity to go clubbing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah. home alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;like emo. and laughing to myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;looking through the sec3 pictures and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;like when da and i were friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we went to watch movie with xiaohui.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i cried in a cartoon film. like seriously i did?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;k yeah i did. UP was touching k. hmph.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yeah all the pics with han and jess. and han. eww.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and xiaohui .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh ! and khoirul nas and xiaohui.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;all the hilarious moments and all the crap we did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;buying our first colored contact lenses and freaking out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;as though we were getting a tatoo, then buy junk and daiso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and taking pictures , literally spamming with oli.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and umm jaron? -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and lastly the famous greatest rosalind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahaaa. crazy peeps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;you can obviously figure out now why my grades were like crap huh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but at least then, i had a life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A REAL LIFE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean although i was fat , and knew im fat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll still get up (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;k im lying, who the hell gets up with a smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;at least i didnt hate school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and at least when i go to school, i know han or pokes will be there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i can like immediately hang around , say hi to everyone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sit on other people(girls of course)'s laps and run around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;look at what i have then, and now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im like .______________________________________________________. everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;like forever .________________________________________________________.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;k im doing it now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;people really think alot when they're alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;forever alone. ahhahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-6211093792833556818?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6211093792833556818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=6211093792833556818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/6211093792833556818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/6211093792833556818'/><link rel='alternate' 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/&gt;nope, still cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k anw.&lt;br /&gt;had lessons yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;lesson i meant.&lt;br /&gt;8-10. supposedly 11. but ended early.&lt;br /&gt;k so i dressed wierdly.&lt;br /&gt;and met da at 1120am.&lt;br /&gt;like just nice, cos he's always late . dohh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to make a report.&lt;br /&gt;stupid scammer.&lt;br /&gt;hope she ...&lt;br /&gt;nah. wont hope she dies , too mean.&lt;br /&gt;hope she gets scammed too?&lt;br /&gt;okay, so he brought me to msia.&lt;br /&gt;like ''smuggle me to msia''&lt;br /&gt;or kidnap. catnap. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;we went to citysquare to eat.&lt;br /&gt;and i forgot to buy nanonano. urgh.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to watch movie.&lt;br /&gt;happily thought breaking dawn came out yst.&lt;br /&gt;umm yeah. in the US&lt;br /&gt;we went to eat. had awefully sweet horlicks.&lt;br /&gt;i feeel so ^^&lt;br /&gt;like childhood feeling whenever i taste horlicks.&lt;br /&gt;esp those not properly mixed and then mixed with ice.&lt;br /&gt;so you can like chew on the lumpy lumpy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;k no one gets its.&lt;br /&gt;its okay, my blog.&lt;br /&gt;shuddup. hahaha. mean (O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah and then he drived me to his house.&lt;br /&gt;like i thought i'll scream and die and everything.&lt;br /&gt;but not really.&lt;br /&gt;cos there was jam at the beggining.&lt;br /&gt;he was the one screaming and everything.&lt;br /&gt;like NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;and we had pillow fight in the car while he was driving.&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness im still alive now and typing.&lt;br /&gt;and it was raining.&lt;br /&gt;and we bought doughnuts.&lt;br /&gt;(O:&lt;br /&gt;like 6 of it.&lt;br /&gt;3 each so he wouldnt hog mine and i wouldnt hog his.&lt;br /&gt;why would i? {:&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we reached his house.&lt;br /&gt;noisy dog.&lt;br /&gt;i mean i really really really honestly love golden retrievers.&lt;br /&gt;but his is the worst and scariest and biggest ever.&lt;br /&gt;that dog barks and growls like a lion.&lt;br /&gt;and it's kept in this really huge cage like a lion.&lt;br /&gt;poor guy. but still. i dont really like dogs that bark.&lt;br /&gt;esp chihwawas. eww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k and we watched cloudy with a chance of meatballs.&lt;br /&gt;and ate doughnuts.&lt;br /&gt;cos like. nth to watch.&lt;br /&gt;we watched it together in sec3.&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly we're still laughing at the same stuff.&lt;br /&gt;then we'll be like, ehhh. we laughed over this before.&lt;br /&gt;WOLS.&lt;br /&gt;what ta dooo.&lt;br /&gt;and his parents came home and laughed.&lt;br /&gt;cos we were watching kiddy shows and i was so into the movie i nearly forgot to say hi.&lt;br /&gt;im so mean ):&lt;br /&gt;and we had dinner at some cafe.&lt;br /&gt;saw that barista doing latte art.&lt;br /&gt;like jealous max.&lt;br /&gt;i miss playing with the steamer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MST's coming really really really soon.&lt;br /&gt;like 3 weeks? 2.5 weeks?&lt;br /&gt;i havent even gotten the hang of my modules and tests are here?&lt;br /&gt;this is crap really.&lt;br /&gt;november literally flies. literally.&lt;br /&gt;its the 19th alr. that's crazy.&lt;br /&gt;pros and cons ah.&lt;br /&gt;k the only pro is allowance soon(O:&lt;br /&gt;cons like everything else?&lt;br /&gt;stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k lah bye.&lt;br /&gt;need to start revising.&lt;br /&gt;esp on the IT based modules.&lt;br /&gt;im like IT stupid. really.&lt;br /&gt;all i know is facebook and temple run.&lt;br /&gt;maybe a little bit of twitter and blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean k bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-3154670917580623673?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-8864686528155350875</id><published>2011-11-16T11:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T11:19:20.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its so early!&lt;br /&gt;wednesday again, so my day's off.&lt;br /&gt;awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going back to bukit view later for band.&lt;br /&gt;we're gna be the silver polish that helps .&lt;br /&gt;right.&lt;br /&gt;umm.&lt;br /&gt;just wna perform with oli one last time.&lt;br /&gt;lol you should have saw the mistake before i corrected it.&lt;br /&gt;i spelled OIL.&lt;br /&gt;haahaha.&lt;br /&gt;umm. yeah&lt;br /&gt;its been long , and i miss her loads!&lt;br /&gt;plus her Os are over.&lt;br /&gt;wthh.&lt;br /&gt;like what the hewww.&lt;br /&gt;its been one year alr?!&lt;br /&gt;and i still get creeps when i go back for band.&lt;br /&gt;cos i see jarod as the SL.&lt;br /&gt;which is totally wrong.&lt;br /&gt;he was like the small irritating guy back then.&lt;br /&gt;and now he's in my position. how nice.&lt;br /&gt;ah well. hey 11.11 ! make a wish.&lt;br /&gt;crap. i feel so restless, distracted and hyper.&lt;br /&gt;woohooo.&lt;br /&gt;reminds me of last night during ''sectionals''&lt;br /&gt;it ended with me attempting to throw a chair at minghui.&lt;br /&gt;whadayewthinkkkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my presentation's over yaw!.&lt;br /&gt;screwed up attempt , i really got scared i kept stuttering.&lt;br /&gt;and like when i slowly rmbed all the points,&lt;br /&gt;eugene's phone vibrated and i forgot everything again.&lt;br /&gt;yep. that's xiyu.&lt;br /&gt;ok yeah. but its over.&lt;br /&gt;and the lecturer said no one got Cs and Ds.&lt;br /&gt;not like i hoping much for an A. duh.&lt;br /&gt;k so im skipping tmr's tutorial. cos im alr done with my presentation.&lt;br /&gt;and it's the continuation of over ppl's presentation.&lt;br /&gt;sleeeeeep. gna go to school at like 11am. lika boss.&lt;br /&gt;for the first time. damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thank marvin.&lt;br /&gt;not gawd.&lt;br /&gt;thank marvin for lending me his soft case.&lt;br /&gt;ITS SOOO FLUFFFAAAY.&lt;br /&gt;no not really.&lt;br /&gt;its just friggin like.&lt;br /&gt;guess its like less than 1000g. (1kg) hahaha&lt;br /&gt;my case is like 5.1kg.&lt;br /&gt;to make it look WHOA , its 5100g.&lt;br /&gt;WHOAAAAAAAAAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;heavy huh.&lt;br /&gt;k sum ting wong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyayayaa.&lt;br /&gt;and sis is back from her op.&lt;br /&gt;we shared the cheese popcorn&lt;br /&gt;and yeah. she has no school too.&lt;br /&gt;not like im gna wait on her the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;im outta the house nigga.&lt;br /&gt;and she's so mean.&lt;br /&gt;just because she went for an op, she demands everything.&lt;br /&gt;and gets it.&lt;br /&gt;like usually she want this super duper expensive butter cookies from denmark?&lt;br /&gt;like 9bucks for a tin. and mom will just ignore her (HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;and i came home yst, 2 tins of butter cookies.&lt;br /&gt;wts man. wts.&lt;br /&gt;i wna go for an op too.&lt;br /&gt;haha k no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and btw, the presentation ended with my style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''k bye''&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-8864686528155350875?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/8864686528155350875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=8864686528155350875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/8864686528155350875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/8864686528155350875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-so-early-wednesday-again-so-my-days.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-7582624862604424701</id><published>2011-11-14T19:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T19:14:46.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally gotss nutella.&lt;br /&gt;i feel awesome.&lt;br /&gt;awefully lonesome.&lt;br /&gt;like some forever alone kinda person?&lt;br /&gt;no one then eat nutella. naise.&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad monday.&lt;br /&gt;bad bad monday.&lt;br /&gt;well, gened first thing in the morning again.&lt;br /&gt;monday blues ah.&lt;br /&gt;sat with shafiqa in gened for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;she's a terror serious.&lt;br /&gt;she's vulgar and skinny and rude and vulgar.&lt;br /&gt;in a good way.&lt;br /&gt;how is that good.&lt;br /&gt;but she's real nice. (cough)&lt;br /&gt;and skinny. i couldnt help it k.&lt;br /&gt;i was like umm, are you like 25kg?&lt;br /&gt;she smacked me. ah well.&lt;br /&gt;kinda fun sitting with her tho.&lt;br /&gt;feel like there's finally a retard in my class that can connect with me.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. k sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah other lessons were boring.&lt;br /&gt;i would say, good sense of concentration today .&lt;br /&gt;phew. gta catch up after those stonning and i-hate-my-life moments.&lt;br /&gt;back on track woman, back on track.&lt;br /&gt;and XX said my piercing was nice.&lt;br /&gt;he's just gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k there's port operations presentation tmr.&lt;br /&gt;which is why im blogging so much,&lt;br /&gt;because im freaking out.&lt;br /&gt;HELP ME ):&lt;br /&gt;i will not see anyone tmr.&lt;br /&gt;i see bears. only bears. and i will talk normally , with singlish.&lt;br /&gt;i . am. okay.&lt;br /&gt;yeah right, that's what i said that day before the skit.&lt;br /&gt;before you know it , it was my turn like awkward silence for 3 mins?&lt;br /&gt;nice life xiyu, nice life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and umm, think im going msia with da on wed/fri?&lt;br /&gt;the initial plan was wed. cos i dont have sch.&lt;br /&gt;and then i suddenly rmb, oli's Os finish today.&lt;br /&gt;and she's going back to band on wed.&lt;br /&gt;NOOOO (*&amp;amp;#(*@&amp;amp;#@&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so it's changed to friday, after stats.&lt;br /&gt;*cross fingers*&lt;br /&gt;stats please end early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk&lt;br /&gt;listening to real emo songs and eating nutella.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like laughing and crying at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye lor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-7582624862604424701?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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dinner later.&lt;br /&gt;felt like crying lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anw, at night there's dinner at the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;so umm. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;i cant seem to like blog about a long long long post.&lt;br /&gt;my life's kinda empty you see.&lt;br /&gt;just like the blog. and it's posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, gta catch up on studies.&lt;br /&gt;bye nigga.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-394646628047629997?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/394646628047629997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=394646628047629997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i skipped lesson today.&lt;br /&gt;cos i couldnt wake up.&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt want to see you .&lt;br /&gt;so im like dead cos its hard to catch up for 3 hours of statistics.&lt;br /&gt;i'll try..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cousin's wedding tmr.&lt;br /&gt;jeez. we're like not so close anw.&lt;br /&gt;my sis's the 'flower girl'&lt;br /&gt;seriously?&lt;br /&gt;k ima laugh at her.&lt;br /&gt;idk ah. or should i bring my notes to study.&lt;br /&gt;that's plain stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;so frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k lah bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-3809118595391827685?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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kinda feel inhumane.&lt;br /&gt;okay i feel un-human rather.&lt;br /&gt;no longer feel like a living person.&lt;br /&gt;no meaning to be on this earth anw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right. gotta get a point straight to myself.&lt;br /&gt;that exams arent over.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-9207261258738488681?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/9207261258738488681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=9207261258738488681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/9207261258738488681'/><link rel='self' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-4548830992890718425</id><published>2011-11-08T21:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T00:20:13.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Without You" AJ Rafael [Official Music Video]</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LFTKJefr3AA?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt have the intent on any evil thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;i just wanted to patch things up, and be friends.&lt;br /&gt;just friends.&lt;br /&gt;i found out today we'd be stuck in the same class for the next 2 years or so.&lt;br /&gt;i cant take it being like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really didnt..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Video]'/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/LFTKJefr3AA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-6339249233173407008</id><published>2011-11-07T14:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T14:50:38.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally got up at 8am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel so energised alr.&lt;br /&gt;k not. i just woke up from me nap.&lt;br /&gt;naise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, sis booked the court a few days back.&lt;br /&gt;at like today, 9am.&lt;br /&gt;okay, so we decided to take a 2km walk all the way to the mrt station.&lt;br /&gt;-________-&lt;br /&gt;tired. duh.&lt;br /&gt;and we played badminton at the court.&lt;br /&gt;for like an hour .&lt;br /&gt;and she was pissed or smth?&lt;br /&gt;she kept thrashing me.&lt;br /&gt;very funny. now my armpits hurt max.&lt;br /&gt;and we went to eat KFC breakfast after that.&lt;br /&gt;not. i ate the 80cents honey biscuit.&lt;br /&gt;and we ran 3km back home.&lt;br /&gt;i dropped dead when i went home.&lt;br /&gt;like really . on the floor. and i fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;so i just bathed. and dad's bringing me out.&lt;br /&gt;feels like a sunday.&lt;br /&gt;and a great day to put everything down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love sis.&lt;br /&gt;ewww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-6339249233173407008?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-5595488455997211610</id><published>2011-11-06T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T14:20:33.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>David Choi - Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/weUhzMNMmNc?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k , 'hi im david choi' please shuddup.&lt;br /&gt;now im pissed , too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-5595488455997211610?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/5595488455997211610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-2460840536964118934</id><published>2011-11-06T14:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T14:16:25.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sneaky pooper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having it kept altogether is real difficult.&lt;br /&gt;great sunday .&lt;br /&gt;3rd day rotting at home.&lt;br /&gt;i'll give it my personal best record.&lt;br /&gt;tmr's the 4th.&lt;br /&gt;i promised sis to either tennis or smth with her.&lt;br /&gt;if not we're going running, at 9am.&lt;br /&gt;which is totally wrong for me.&lt;br /&gt;i can just pull her leg and get dragged on the floor while she runs.&lt;br /&gt;she has nice calf muscles now.&lt;br /&gt;wierd to say this but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;awesome sis.&lt;br /&gt;she runs like 3 times a week, 10km each time.&lt;br /&gt;dont know how she keeps up to it.&lt;br /&gt;and she goes yoga as well. crazy.&lt;br /&gt;i hope she gets married real soon and i get my own room.&lt;br /&gt;k she doesnt have a bf.&lt;br /&gt;sorry .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 2 days of cooping myself in my own chicken coop.&lt;br /&gt;or pigsty . a.k.a my room. guess i should start studying.&lt;br /&gt;at least.&lt;br /&gt;no motivation . but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;gta force it on myself huh.&lt;br /&gt;before i lose out to everyone else again,&lt;br /&gt;like last sem.&lt;br /&gt;dont wna end up going some unknown uni just because of my stupid probs.&lt;br /&gt;not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;well, easier said than done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had this wild thought of calling you last night,&lt;br /&gt;and ask if you'd like to meet up.&lt;br /&gt;i doubt you will.&lt;br /&gt;plus, i should never be that selfish.&lt;br /&gt;never.&lt;br /&gt;go on, with your own life.&lt;br /&gt;its supposed to be like that anw.&lt;br /&gt;well then.&lt;br /&gt;in with the new. i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it get better woman, it gets better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-2460840536964118934?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/2460840536964118934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=2460840536964118934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/2460840536964118934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/2460840536964118934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/2011/11/sneaky-pooper.html' title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-5171124620711384175</id><published>2011-11-05T15:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T15:52:11.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cant get used to being stuck in that happiness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, try me.&lt;br /&gt;not literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up so early today.&lt;br /&gt;at like 10am?&lt;br /&gt;okay its not that early.&lt;br /&gt;but i couldnt sleep, tossing and turning last night.&lt;br /&gt;and if know me, i'd prolly sleep a couple more hours on such a saturday.&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow, and the day after.&lt;br /&gt;this feeling is so sick.&lt;br /&gt;well, at least now i've got the space i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some guy talked to me on fb last night.&lt;br /&gt;giving me the wrong advices and everything.&lt;br /&gt;idk, just feels wrong.&lt;br /&gt;afterall, he wasnt truthful AT ALL when he was with my bestfriend.&lt;br /&gt;and the kind of advice he gave me ,&lt;br /&gt;was that every other guy would be the same as him,&lt;br /&gt;and make the same decisions, lying other everything to get their own time.&lt;br /&gt;part of me didnt believe anything.&lt;br /&gt;yet , i thought through everything.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i'd attempt to be thick,&lt;br /&gt;i'd say '' dont mistake my kindness for my weakness''&lt;br /&gt;i beg to differ, i'd like to correct kindness, for stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;i really ponder over how much stupid-er i can get honestly.&lt;br /&gt;saying , only you can make me blue .&lt;br /&gt;its like putting myself into a pit of fire. plain stupid.&lt;br /&gt;yet i still do it.&lt;br /&gt;still, giving is better than getting.&lt;br /&gt;its actually the willing receiver .&lt;br /&gt;im so damn thick. and stupid.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, if you were worth crying for,&lt;br /&gt;you wouldnt even let me shed a tear right?&lt;br /&gt;imbecile me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to the gym.&lt;br /&gt;how ironic that i felt like the treadmill itself.&lt;br /&gt;my life just goes on and on&lt;br /&gt;and no matter how hard i'll try or push myself forward,&lt;br /&gt;i'll still be on the same spot and the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;its a matter of choosing whether to stay at that spot or not.&lt;br /&gt;im struggling. real bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;practically threw my whole day away yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;not gonna waste precious time before i start hyperventilating again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything's gna be,&lt;br /&gt;well.. fine.&lt;br /&gt;just fine.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-8556940104224754019</id><published>2011-11-05T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T00:20:15.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>David Choi - Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NgUmTPUx2rE?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been listening to his songs so much,&lt;br /&gt;everytime i play there's this&lt;br /&gt;''hi im david choi''&lt;br /&gt;and sis will shout ''SHUT THE HELL UP''&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Love'/><author><name>th-cathatesfish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390267008306224561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/NgUmTPUx2rE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-2722019377532433314</id><published>2011-11-04T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T18:36:44.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AJ Rafael - When We Say (Juicebox) - Official Music Video - Wong Fu Prod...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/s-exGmMG8Nc?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda miss this song.&lt;br /&gt;loads of songs make sense now.&lt;br /&gt;so last year.&lt;br /&gt;not so good-looking guy but he has awesome songs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-2722019377532433314?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/2722019377532433314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=2722019377532433314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/2722019377532433314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/2722019377532433314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humans are selfish.&lt;br /&gt;i am human, so ?&lt;br /&gt;yesterday could have been my worst day, ever.&lt;br /&gt;in my entire 17 years and 1 month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know, i had a bad night.&lt;br /&gt;had some nightmare of which i was on the cruise.&lt;br /&gt;the same cruise, same life we took.&lt;br /&gt;same deck. everything , same.&lt;br /&gt;it felt like a re-enactment.&lt;br /&gt;except for the part when i was left alone.&lt;br /&gt;you can prolly feel it in my bones already right.&lt;br /&gt;woke up and felt cranky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things happening here.&lt;br /&gt;why has to be me.&lt;br /&gt;i have a heart too, like everybody else.&lt;br /&gt;why me?&lt;br /&gt;i feel so frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;its as if there's some conspiracy against ,&lt;br /&gt;i dont know? me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like im gna explode.&lt;br /&gt;i feel angry. and i cant vent it out.&lt;br /&gt;i cant even smile to tell others im alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;everyone's leaving, no one cares, or you're taking everything away.&lt;br /&gt;its an all-gone-wrong situation.&lt;br /&gt;how do i even reach that stage of epiphany,&lt;br /&gt;where i'll finally understand why these series of events happen to me,&lt;br /&gt;not little by little, not one by one.&lt;br /&gt;but all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;even if you had to throw some barriers or obstacles to me,&lt;br /&gt;you wouldnt throw it at my face will ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im getting tired of this.&lt;br /&gt;its really dramatic, i dont believe its true.&lt;br /&gt;and now what?&lt;br /&gt;even my passion's gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could tell you everything.&lt;br /&gt;i wish you'd have that basic understanding of whats going on.&lt;br /&gt;didnt even get a wink of sleep last night,&lt;br /&gt;because i've been thinking.&lt;br /&gt;what can i do other than cry?&lt;br /&gt;i wish i didnt have to deserve this sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granted, just an infinitely more mild version of the intended impact of that phrase.&lt;br /&gt;everything fades, memories fade.&lt;br /&gt;bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything.&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;please save me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-4889636083809151744?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/4889636083809151744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-5902128630723075133</id><published>2011-11-02T15:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T15:42:30.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been a couple of hours and im still lying in my bed thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what in the world am i doing, seriously?&lt;br /&gt;SHITE. i need motivation.&lt;br /&gt;some studying should be going on or smth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to shake this off and get going woman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-5902128630723075133?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/5902128630723075133/comments/default' 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long has it been again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day by day,&lt;br /&gt;lessons through lessons i walk past you.&lt;br /&gt;thinking will things ever be the same?&lt;br /&gt;cant we at least remain as closest friends, forever?&lt;br /&gt;i cant imagine if you'd ever approach me to stay out of your life.&lt;br /&gt;feels like you'd do it anytime.&lt;br /&gt;the insanity would be definately manifold.&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it, i should be like&lt;br /&gt;'' why would i even care?''&lt;br /&gt;i beg to differ. i care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y'know where the feeling accumulates in the chest.&lt;br /&gt;all the imput.&lt;br /&gt;not talking about the physicalities.&lt;br /&gt;but at least yeah, all the imput.&lt;br /&gt;and there's no outlet from my so-called chamber.&lt;br /&gt;just slowly travels downwards and downwards.&lt;br /&gt;halts. shivers. deepbreaths. cry . sleep. gone. im over it. repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could be nonchalant about this.&lt;br /&gt;the fact that i am not, partly shows i am human afterall.&lt;br /&gt;and sorta kills me.&lt;br /&gt;i have feelings too.&lt;br /&gt;really sensitive ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only i could just put everything down,&lt;br /&gt;not waste my one-to-two hour of nothingness out of that precious 24hours a day&lt;br /&gt;and stop dwelling about how things are bad as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, a rant is still a rant.&lt;br /&gt;thank you blogger.&lt;br /&gt;really appreciated it much.&lt;br /&gt;rather than talking to that oversized bear whom does nothing but smile.&lt;br /&gt;perfect day at home.&lt;br /&gt;voluntary deprivation and captivity.&lt;br /&gt;space and of course, a tinge of self reproach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-7615262463796062751?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1418845223295775002.post-522670382569028326</id><published>2011-11-02T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T00:05:22.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my heart and my mind,&lt;br /&gt;definately did not connect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first time in i have no idea how long&lt;br /&gt;that i've had eye contact with you.&lt;br /&gt;so badly wanted to at least say hi.&lt;br /&gt;but there was this natural reaction.&lt;br /&gt;what if that someone was behind you.&lt;br /&gt;and like in an instant reaction my mind just said, RUN.&lt;br /&gt;as usual.&lt;br /&gt;i really did.&lt;br /&gt;but that instant was captured in my head.&lt;br /&gt;i can almost feel it now.&lt;br /&gt;its the same as the other times when we used to hangout.&lt;br /&gt;everything feels captured.&lt;br /&gt;the shirt you wore, the stuff you were holding.&lt;br /&gt;everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;really feel exhausted&lt;br /&gt;tired of school and everything.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so thankful that school's out for me tmr.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so relieved.&lt;br /&gt;sigh..&lt;br /&gt;if only things werent so difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-522670382569028326?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/522670382569028326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=522670382569028326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;so hard to stay awake for the second last lesson&lt;br /&gt;and couldnt take it anymore,&lt;br /&gt;so i went home without attending the last lesson.&lt;br /&gt;kinda relieved i did, bet im gna die tmr&lt;br /&gt;cos i cant catch up with lessons.&lt;br /&gt;but hey, i'll try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel so disappointed and everything.&lt;br /&gt;idk.&lt;br /&gt;its just a typical one-of-the-many-days.&lt;br /&gt;where i'll just feel empty.&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes im in the bus on the way home&lt;br /&gt;and i start to wonder,&lt;br /&gt;did i even enjoy my day?&lt;br /&gt;or just plain wasting my days with a fake smile.&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day i realise, as always.&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel happy.&lt;br /&gt;really hope i wont waste much of my life anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;blogging is the first step to wasting my time i tell yer.&lt;br /&gt;band tmr.&lt;br /&gt;not so enthusiastic.&lt;br /&gt;gna be like tired.&lt;br /&gt;look forward to wed then.&lt;br /&gt;no-school-day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Y) , literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-1159791480831665474?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/1159791480831665474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=1159791480831665474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/1159791480831665474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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life be so difficult?&lt;br /&gt;why'd you know it's so hard for me to make friends,&lt;br /&gt;and yet you make me find a friend, whom i thought i could rely on,&lt;br /&gt;and take that friend away? i mean, if it's meant to be april fools,&lt;br /&gt;its not really funny.&lt;br /&gt;i wish life was better, much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its sunday alr.&lt;br /&gt;i think , this is one of the fastest weekend ive experienced.&lt;br /&gt;and tmr's monday.&lt;br /&gt;here it goes again...&lt;br /&gt;kinda dread going to school.&lt;br /&gt;makes me feel miserable.&lt;br /&gt;plus, gened's the first lesson.&lt;br /&gt;makes me feel so useless.&lt;br /&gt;guess what?&lt;br /&gt;there's been 2 lessons so far.&lt;br /&gt;and i've attended those 2 lessons.&lt;br /&gt;and sp sent me a mail, warning me about my attendance for gened pitting below 75%?&lt;br /&gt;you kidding me???&lt;br /&gt;screw gened.&lt;br /&gt;screw my life.&lt;br /&gt;better be off doing nothing but stare and wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1418845223295775002-6111015255131087121?l=th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-cathatesfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6111015255131087121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1418845223295775002&amp;postID=6111015255131087121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/6111015255131087121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1418845223295775002/posts/default/6111015255131087121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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didnt start of well again , as usual.&lt;br /&gt;had hard time getting out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;eyes were ._. all the way till 10am at least.&lt;br /&gt;had to go to school for stats. quite interestinggggg&lt;br /&gt;until my friggin laptop decided to hang,&lt;br /&gt;not cool at all.&lt;br /&gt;i had to re-do everything.&lt;br /&gt;and plus, da and i were abit cranky ah.&lt;br /&gt;ok i was cranky.&lt;br /&gt;ended up squabbling a lil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home, and watched teeveee.&lt;br /&gt;awesome.&lt;br /&gt;havent watch tv in years now.&lt;br /&gt;(O:&lt;br /&gt;yeah and head for bukitview.&lt;br /&gt;it friggin rained once i attempted to step out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;and jaron was like ()*)(#@*)*#)@!!&lt;br /&gt;cos he was bored . damn bored.&lt;br /&gt;and da called, said he's coming along too.&lt;br /&gt;then i like, k lorrrrrrrrr. suibian.&lt;br /&gt;wanted him to come badly tho.&lt;br /&gt;waste of time to go back anw.&lt;br /&gt;i got sammy wet. for nth.&lt;br /&gt;stupid life.&lt;br /&gt;turns out they were playing standard of excellence.&lt;br /&gt;if you dont know what i mean, you'll be like wahhhh sound so cheam ah&lt;br /&gt;its like doh doh doh re mi mi, re do re mi do. kinda thing.&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;explored around school, went into classrooms.&lt;br /&gt;and went home, da followed me home.&lt;br /&gt;he actually volunteered to go up to my house to say hi to my mom.&lt;br /&gt;end up he was stuffed with food , curry, noodles, 7-up.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;and then we went for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;he forced me to finish my rice, i didnt tho&lt;br /&gt;felt kinda sick, i puked.&lt;br /&gt;and my eyes were red.&lt;br /&gt;he thought i cried lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k oh yeah,&lt;br /&gt;forgot to mention.&lt;br /&gt;im broke. officially.&lt;br /&gt;the 200 bucks thing for the year?&lt;br /&gt;im left with 16 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;went to the docs with rosa yst.&lt;br /&gt;and then we somemore go marche.&lt;br /&gt;wts. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;k no lah, we bought the awesome bread.&lt;br /&gt;and went to the basement restaurant to eat&lt;br /&gt;and then bought awesome apple tea.&lt;br /&gt;and had bread and butter pudding.&lt;br /&gt;and took pictures. we must be crazy.&lt;br /&gt;and we bused home.&lt;br /&gt;i skipped band for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;felt bad, but i had my reasons yaw.&lt;br /&gt;the doc's was necessary.&lt;br /&gt;marche is like the awesomest place ever.&lt;br /&gt;i promise, after i work during the holidays and earn money,&lt;br /&gt;i'll bring da there. his fav baked potato. yuck.&lt;br /&gt;or yum. hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k lah, its only 1230am and i feel so damn tired alr.&lt;br /&gt;gna be good this weekend and stay home.&lt;br /&gt;rot at home. my forte (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its smelly daren's birthday today!&lt;br /&gt;HARPIY BIRSTDIY LONGDINGDONG.&lt;br /&gt;HOAP YEW'LL RILLY HAF FON TOEDAE&lt;br 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