<?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-2826297795167139324</id><updated>2011-06-08T14:40:50.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IVHANMUSE™</title><subtitle type='html'>An average human, fails to understand the ever-confusing theory of Chemistry. Or Physics. Or, any kind of Science for that matter. Who enjoys carrying out non-childish activities. Such as doodling, or watching cartoons for a whole day. There's so much more to me than meets the nose, or the mouth too. Good day, Folks.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826297795167139324.post-2273548525299570189</id><published>2007-11-20T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T21:17:37.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm sick of blogger. Its not posting up my pictures properly, so i'm done here. Hello xanga!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/thefirstchinese"&gt;http://www.xanga.com/thefirstchinese&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah yeah i'm the first chinese ever made, that's why the rest look different. My new theory.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-2273548525299570189?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/2273548525299570189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=2273548525299570189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/2273548525299570189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/2273548525299570189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-sick-of-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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-2826297795167139324.post-480386095145208711</id><published>2007-11-07T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T15:40:14.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RzFqm0Zro5I/AAAAAAAAALA/EKi-xP3C2Cg/s1600-h/blee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129998665685640082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RzFqm0Zro5I/AAAAAAAAALA/EKi-xP3C2Cg/s320/blee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YEAH OKAY I JUST HAD TO SHOW THE WHOLE WORLD MY SUNBURN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So there you go, now you can laugh. I'm home, feeling all sick and tired. I want to sleep so badly but I can't bring myself to, for some uncanny reason. I've finally got cable at my place, but I'm limited to one-hour-a-day schedule. Which totally sucks, because i love the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;teevee&lt;/span&gt; and one hour a day will NOT, i repeat will NOT work for me. She-devil is going on now, the cynical yet stupidly corny show which is nice to watch when you feel like killing time. D's forcing me to blog but I'm tired. Soon, soon. I'm getting sick of blogging. Honestly its really boring the crap outta me. I may stop blogging soon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;, till then &lt;em&gt;Later;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-480386095145208711?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/480386095145208711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=480386095145208711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/480386095145208711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/480386095145208711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/11/yeah-okay-i-just-had-to-show-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RzFqm0Zro5I/AAAAAAAAALA/EKi-xP3C2Cg/s72-c/blee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826297795167139324.post-5090480605083651099</id><published>2007-10-31T20:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T20:21:46.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mediaclub.stomp.com.sg/hotstuff/view/page/"&gt;http://mediaclub.stomp.com.sg/hotstuff/view/page/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH MY GOD GIVE UP ALREADYYYYYYYYYYYYY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-5090480605083651099?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/5090480605083651099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=5090480605083651099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/5090480605083651099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/5090480605083651099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/10/httpmediaclub.html' title=''/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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-2826297795167139324.post-1187387180691855725</id><published>2007-10-30T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T21:28:37.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>into the night</title><content type='html'>Like a gift from the heavens, it was easy to tell, &lt;br /&gt;It was love from above, that could save me from hell,&lt;br /&gt;She had fire in Her soul it was easy to see, &lt;br /&gt;And the devil himself could be pulled out of me,&lt;br /&gt;There were drums in the air as She started to dance, &lt;br /&gt;Every soul in the room keeping time with their hands, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And We sang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-1187387180691855725?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/1187387180691855725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=1187387180691855725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/1187387180691855725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/1187387180691855725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/10/into-night.html' title='into the night'/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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-2826297795167139324.post-7924505968148723882</id><published>2007-10-24T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T18:40:36.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I PLEDGE THAT THESE VIDEOS WILL MAKE YOU LAUGH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;please please please please please watch :DD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=goodness+gracious+me&amp;amp;search=Search"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=goodness+gracious+me&amp;amp;search=Search&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-7924505968148723882?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/7924505968148723882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=7924505968148723882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/7924505968148723882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/7924505968148723882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-pledge-that-these-videos-will-make.html' title=''/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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-2826297795167139324.post-6555521537349722912</id><published>2007-10-20T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T11:30:23.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from OBS, and I resemble a charcoal block. Cept' that my hands have four different tones from kayaking and trekking and what not. Too many sandfly bites on my legs, and now those looks like chickenpox. Sunburnt till no one can touch my hand, I can't even bathe properly. I'm darn bloody tired, so I'll be back soon, promise hahaha. &lt;em&gt;Later;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-6555521537349722912?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/6555521537349722912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=6555521537349722912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/6555521537349722912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/6555521537349722912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/10/back-from-obs-and-i-resemble-charcoal.html' title=''/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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-2826297795167139324.post-8105224473850355420</id><published>2007-10-03T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T18:47:51.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>as absurd as my abc's</title><content type='html'>My life is getting mundane-r by the minute. I'm still standing my ground and refusing to study. Finally got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sard&lt;/span&gt; her gift, I'm glad. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Everyone's&lt;/span&gt; mugging now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Im'ma&lt;/span&gt; get my grey/red/brown/diamond/striped cardigan soon, hopefully cousin ends his papers quick enough so we can go shopping &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;yawww&lt;/span&gt;. Mum said I didn't deserve to be wished happy children's day, for i still acted like a BABY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hrmphh&lt;/span&gt;, I've caught nanny Diaries, and its the SWEETEST movie I've seen in a long time. Scarlett &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Johansson&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;smokin&lt;/span&gt;' hot in the movie, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;chris&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;evans&lt;/span&gt; is on par &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. Mum had trouble buying tix, for she's not stepped into the Theatre in a loooong time. I love her still (: Got my copter maniac chain, yeah its green.&lt;em&gt; Later;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I still go weak in my knees, at the very sight of You; even Now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-8105224473850355420?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/8105224473850355420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=8105224473850355420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/8105224473850355420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/8105224473850355420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/10/as-absurd-as-my-abcs.html' title='as absurd as my abc&apos;s'/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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-2826297795167139324.post-5661378034809565069</id><published>2007-10-01T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T12:03:34.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RwBxTGFNH2I/AAAAAAAAAK4/76E-3S3CGKc/s1600-h/f1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RwBvO2FNH1I/AAAAAAAAAKw/vyCS1_89QUg/s1600-h/guys-emo-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116211477519081298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RwBvO2FNH1I/AAAAAAAAAKw/vyCS1_89QUg/s320/guys-emo-big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yeahhhhhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt; i want this tee!(: enlarge it to see the words carefully.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Funfair was a letdown, too many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pasar&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;malam&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;) games &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. I had a backache from bending down and picking up balls from the floor. I met a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lottt&lt;/span&gt; of familiar faces, saw penguin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, AND MY OTHER HALF :DD who's scary cos' he's exactly like me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Spazzed&lt;/span&gt; around with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Sard&lt;/span&gt; for quite a while. (eh i still have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;gurleen's&lt;/span&gt; pic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;teehee&lt;/span&gt;) More spasm attacks with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Tsokool&lt;/span&gt;, yes she loves me and she knows it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Vick kept making me do the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ferris&lt;/span&gt; wheel thing which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; sick of already &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. Saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Durian&lt;/span&gt;, thanks for talking to me :D and lots of other people. D just slept the whole way through, that lump. Arch got dunked and looked as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;unglam&lt;/span&gt; as hell but continued smiling as though she won some Ms Universe comp &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. Spent more time with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;shobs&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;camwhored&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;IanJam&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Junifolks&lt;/span&gt;. Vandalised, or rather face painted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;wy's&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;archie's&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;kim's&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;pra's&lt;/span&gt; and my face. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm bored now, happy studying everyone else &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;SAY CHEESE!&lt;/strong&gt; :DD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-5661378034809565069?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/5661378034809565069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=5661378034809565069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/5661378034809565069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/5661378034809565069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/10/yeahhhhhhhhhh-i-want-this-tee-enlarge.html' title=''/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RwBvO2FNH1I/AAAAAAAAAKw/vyCS1_89QUg/s72-c/guys-emo-big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826297795167139324.post-4310291185688555725</id><published>2007-09-28T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T13:15:58.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>toootsey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt;, staying at home isn't fun at all. Especially when you're constantly sneezing and look as if you've peed in your pants. Not that you're wet all over, no no, just that you're red in the face as if you've been embarrassed. I like getting wet in the rain, but I've got a strong feeling i got a little TOO wet for comfort yesterday. In the morning and in the afternoon and in the evening and at night. I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;literaly&lt;/span&gt; drenched, and found myself in an air-conditioned place all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only sold two funfair &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tix&lt;/span&gt; to my mum, and that's it. I'm not gonna bother about promoting this funfair, cause I think i myself &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;would't&lt;/span&gt; enjoy it. Shan't elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been pretty mundane, but one thing's that now I've got my life on track. Thanks to the support and love I've received from S and D. And my dearest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;loveeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Rashvin&lt;/span&gt;! ((: (Who never fails to brighten up my weekends with an insult or two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry. I wanna learn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;icelandic&lt;/span&gt;. And I wanna be a geisha. And I think bus conductors are cool. And that an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;iPod&lt;/span&gt; should be named &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;iPood&lt;/span&gt; for the kids. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;G'day&lt;/span&gt;, mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wanna thank you for making me that much stronger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-4310291185688555725?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/4310291185688555725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=4310291185688555725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/4310291185688555725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/4310291185688555725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/09/toootsey.html' title='toootsey'/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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-2826297795167139324.post-5203525272502588290</id><published>2007-09-24T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T17:50:37.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>phuck</title><content type='html'>I'M BEING A BITCH TO ANYONE AND EVERYONE. AND AS &lt;em&gt;YOU'VE&lt;/em&gt; PUT, PLAYING WITH EVERYONE'S FEELINGS. Go on, spew vulgarities at me, I'm getting used to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-5203525272502588290?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/5203525272502588290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=5203525272502588290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/5203525272502588290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/5203525272502588290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/09/phuck.html' title='phuck'/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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-2826297795167139324.post-4119653624682385963</id><published>2007-09-20T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T15:29:59.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>asdfghjkl</title><content type='html'>Ahhhhhhhhh, EOYs over means it's time for retail therapy. When PL girls go shopping and the rest of the world mug for exams. But you need some moolah to go shopping first. And I'm in serious need of it. Kindly donate to the helpivhanmusefund.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been summoned by her majesty to blog. And I'm utterly speechless. I've come to a realisation that typing out gibberish wouldn't bring me far; I won't be meeting LKY or be featured on channelnewsasia or presented an award for being a smart kid. I'll just be known as someone who blogs hahaha. How absolutely normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LDarians pls note. Our school's having some corporate vid shoot on tuesday, erm i don't know what that is so yeah, just bring costumes, any kind at all. If you wanna be a pirate bring a vest like thing, if you wanna be a fairy bring wings, if you wanna be a table bring brown paint and varnish, and if you wanna be an idiot bring a tutu and six inch high heels. So there, don't try being a kaypokiah and ask me what a corporate video is cos' I wouldn't answer you haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh, I'm not T to blog and blog and blog. And he blogs things that ppl bother to read. Here I am, drinking slurpee, sitting with my legs hoisted up, sucking on a lolly and hanging on the phone. And I have absolutely no idea about the PW cyberweek/innovation week project.  An entire plan to build a dumb hostel for our ever inventive school. We're already having trouble earning 100, 000 plus for the school funfair, and this is a 30 million buckaroos project. THEY NEED PROFESSIONAL HELP. As said by D ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASDFGHJKL OUT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-4119653624682385963?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/4119653624682385963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=4119653624682385963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/4119653624682385963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/4119653624682385963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/09/asdfghjkl.html' title='asdfghjkl'/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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-2826297795167139324.post-7426814285499846145</id><published>2007-08-13T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T19:00:07.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ladies. drama, leave it home</title><content type='html'>I AM FEELING ANNOYED.&lt;br /&gt;THERE SEEMS TO BE NO WAY OF ME PUTTING UP PICS ALREADY.&lt;br /&gt;SO THERE, EVERYONE CAN START CRYING NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog's on the verge of dying. Technically dead. Its in a depressed state for one whose blog was active for a short period of time. I need to learn how to update regularly. Ivhanmuse needs to study. Or else she'll get a zilch like she did for her E Maths test. I GOT A ZEROOOOOOOOOOO. I don't really get much of trig. But on the brighter side i passed A math :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was contemplating recently that there should be an LD camp at the end of the year, some time in November. Probably because next year we sec fours retire early, compared to other CCA's. And due to 2007 being an SYF year, we didn't get to spend much time with the sec ones. And we have yet to bond properly as a whole crew. I'd prefer to call LD a CREW instead of a team or group. So its LD crew ahoy! Theme for the year. Next year's gonna be real exciting, with a brand new theme right before CCA fair, with drama night FINALLY, and a few camps. Only because there are just too many sec twos hahaha. YOU GUYS CAN START PLANNING EARLY :DD Like too many seriously. There seems to only be six LDarians in the sec three 07' batch this year. Compared to the 20 plus sec twos. And almost twenty sec ones. So there, BRIGHT FUTURE FOR LD INDEED (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School on the other hand, has been highly productive. I'm being positive here. We've managed to cram as many chapters for different subjects as possible. Busy with schoolwork, homework, and the modular workshops. Ivhanmuse needs to find time to study, and not to sleep. She's always sleeping. She managed twelve OVER hours a day during the national day weekend break. Impressive Hurhur. Jamie's birthday tomorrow. HAPPY BIRTHDAY JAMIE! LOVE YOU PLENTY CUPCAKER :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a desperate need to buy more teeshirts. As my darling friend had mentioned earlier in her post, I am experiencing a teeshirt shortage crisis. Now those three tops she's mentioned are used when I go to bed. I use the Alcatrez prison tee most of the time. Only that and some other weird brown one. Only two tees in my cupboard. Im'ma poor kid y'know. Lack of money, lack of time, and a horrid sense of dressing. BRILLIANT. Latest discovery would be,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no $$$ + no time + no style = Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, I've blogged. And hopefully this would sustain till the CT's are over. Immediately after that there's EOYs, then a whole load of movies I need to watch. And teeshirts I need to buy. And drumbeats i need to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a sad note: My hair's growing out and I'm not allowed to cut it. So I'm gonna resort back to my ahma hairstyle. WELL DONE YOU HOMOPHRODITE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-7426814285499846145?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/7426814285499846145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=7426814285499846145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/7426814285499846145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/7426814285499846145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/08/ladies-drama-leave-it-home.html' title='ladies. drama, leave it home'/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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-2826297795167139324.post-4035852639615485496</id><published>2007-08-13T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T21:43:44.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RsBXLkXIDXI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Gh0w8AA_Tdg/s1600-h/eb0d229b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098170634434252146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RsBXLkXIDXI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Gh0w8AA_Tdg/s320/eb0d229b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;emomo-pard/confidante! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;heres a couple of stuff You didnt know about Sivhanyaa Kamalanathan! :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. she cam-whores ALOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. she likes to make random faces and sounds!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. she runs like the grinch, TRYING to run the Glam-way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. her drawings are really cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. bungalicious retard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6. she only wears 3 shirts, music marathon tee, om shirt, clique jersey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;love You lots moronicmoron! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;dont kill me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;weiying&lt;/span&gt; INVASION!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-4035852639615485496?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/4035852639615485496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=4035852639615485496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/4035852639615485496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/4035852639615485496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/08/emomo-pardconfidante-3-heres-couple-of.html' title=''/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RsBXLkXIDXI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Gh0w8AA_Tdg/s72-c/eb0d229b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826297795167139324.post-4695361217460879796</id><published>2007-07-27T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T18:53:03.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>irresistable</title><content type='html'>UPDATE IVHANMUSE.&lt;br /&gt;Oh i think blogger is being annoying yet again;&lt;br /&gt;it can't post up my pics, and i usually refuse to post without pics. My posts feel naked without pics for some strange reason. SHUT YOUR TRAP ALREADY.&lt;br /&gt;I PROMISE I'LL UPDATE PROPERLY SOON, this has been a useless post, thanks for your attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-4695361217460879796?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/4695361217460879796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=4695361217460879796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/4695361217460879796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/4695361217460879796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/07/irresistable.html' title='irresistable'/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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-2826297795167139324.post-5226540860558676416</id><published>2007-07-18T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T21:49:56.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and i gotta pull myself together</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/Rp4Xev-ETkI/AAAAAAAAAJw/0Y6UuB1f-d0/s1600-h/a25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088530446015548994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/Rp4Xev-ETkI/AAAAAAAAAJw/0Y6UuB1f-d0/s320/a25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello there World Wide Web. yeah, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; sorry that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been away for a long time, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; not made time for you blogger. This post will be short too. The past two weeks were okay-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ACJC&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;DEP&lt;/span&gt; showcase was really impressive though. Extremely impressive I should say. Ben and mark and all of those odd fellas can REALLY act. Probably its what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;DEP&lt;/span&gt; can do for you((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, life has been mundane, I've been sleeping through all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; lessons. Not only me, I can safely say. Practically the whole class sleeps, like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Zzzzz&lt;/span&gt; kinda sleep. After that, when we get a break, most of us go to the toilet to sleep. Unless it smells. Never knew &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; could be THIS boring. Screwed up Bio &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;prac&lt;/span&gt;, well its just that i didn't understand anything at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Racial harmony Day was fun in its own way. Well, for those who didn't wear any costumes, it wouldn't be as fun. I wore a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Yukata&lt;/span&gt;, which is a 'casual kimono', but according to some particular teacher in the school, that was what &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;japanese&lt;/span&gt; males would wear in the BEDROOM. &lt;/em&gt;And thus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;I was&lt;/span&gt; scolded for cross dressing. -_________-  For no reason at all. Others were dressed in like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;teeshirts&lt;/span&gt; and shorts and pants and nth related to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;RHD&lt;/span&gt; but weren't caught. Even bones didn't get caught when she wore some white and brown striped GUY SHIRT. I was wearing something that resembled a bathrobe. A  BATHROBE HELLO! I enjoyed looking like an idiot anyway. &amp; that's about it for now. Later;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-5226540860558676416?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/5226540860558676416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=5226540860558676416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/5226540860558676416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/5226540860558676416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/07/and-i-gotta-pull-myself-together.html' title='and i gotta pull myself together'/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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/_UUI1SrvNcjg/Rp4Xev-ETkI/AAAAAAAAAJw/0Y6UuB1f-d0/s72-c/a25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826297795167139324.post-7918335649174326013</id><published>2007-07-10T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T22:20:04.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't gimme this bullshit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RpOTlH6xnrI/AAAAAAAAAJg/MZi-ikSOjsg/s1600-h/all_i_know_is_that_i_love_you_by_super_glue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085570670221434546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RpOTlH6xnrI/AAAAAAAAAJg/MZi-ikSOjsg/s320/all_i_know_is_that_i_love_you_by_super_glue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WANT MY FUTURE ROOM TO LOOK &lt;em&gt;SOMETHING LIKE THAT&lt;/em&gt;. SO ALL KIND SOULS OUT THERE, PLEASE BE KINDER THAN USUAL AND HELP ME GET POSTCARDS OF DIFFERENT SORTS, NOT POSTERS PLEASE. you can pass it to me collectively, like ten to fifteen each time, definitely the more the merrier. Thank You people.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, the week's been going on pretty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tiringly&lt;/span&gt;. Oh yes, i still have to do my speech &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of the whole school *HOW EMBARRASSING* for racial harmony day. I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;prolly&lt;/span&gt; wearing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jamie's&lt;/span&gt; golden yellow thing, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; gonna look like a blackened pear on that day. Make sure you reserve your laughs for me then yeah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;TPJC&lt;/span&gt; comp was awesome, I felt really comfortable, cos the audience were nice and comfy. I didn't sit on them or anything, they just made me feel comfortable that's all. And i met the NUS high guy AGAIN. *&amp;$%^#&amp;amp; Forever he comes to win all these kinds of competitions. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;SMART ASS&lt;/span&gt;. Many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;PESA&lt;/span&gt; people were there too, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;plusplus&lt;/span&gt; just to mention &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Cheryl&lt;/span&gt; did a really really good job(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's been about it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS: All &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;LD&lt;/span&gt; people, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ACJC&lt;/span&gt; thing this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; is for you guys, i mean girls to attend cos' there's no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;LD&lt;/span&gt;. Technically its because of that, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;LD's&lt;/span&gt; been cancelled. So yes, i still need you to indicate your names on the sheet i put up, ASAP. Thanks :DD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-7918335649174326013?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/7918335649174326013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=7918335649174326013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/7918335649174326013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/7918335649174326013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/07/dont-gimme-this-bullshit.html' title='don&apos;t gimme this bullshit'/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RpOTlH6xnrI/AAAAAAAAAJg/MZi-ikSOjsg/s72-c/all_i_know_is_that_i_love_you_by_super_glue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826297795167139324.post-2207451292283811753</id><published>2007-07-04T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T20:29:58.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RouRFn6xnpI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/GZlQ0k4uNhA/s1600-h/before_you_by_corollary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083316130218614418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RouRFn6xnpI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/GZlQ0k4uNhA/s320/before_you_by_corollary.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;OKAY I FEEL LIKE DOING THAT NOW TO GET MY SPEECH OUTTA MY HEAD. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah its over and done with, semi's went pretty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;okayish&lt;/span&gt; for me, definitely better than the last time. I'm actually quite proud of myself &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, for not fainting from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;stres&lt;/span&gt;, or dying of exhaustion from walking in heels. T&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;echnically&lt;/span&gt; court shoes, i call them Torture Footwear. I'll be in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;TF's&lt;/span&gt; once again this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt; AND next &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hohoho&lt;/span&gt;. I'll keep this post short, I'm tired. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS: i was planning to stay up to say 'happy birthday' to someone, but i think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; failing. *YAWNS*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-2207451292283811753?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/2207451292283811753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=2207451292283811753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/2207451292283811753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/2207451292283811753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/07/okay-i-feel-like-doing-that-now-to-get.html' title=''/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RouRFn6xnpI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/GZlQ0k4uNhA/s72-c/before_you_by_corollary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826297795167139324.post-2044032656399518541</id><published>2007-07-01T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T20:32:54.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everytime its right, you bring left back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RouTX36xnqI/AAAAAAAAAJY/hyE35lrBeWI/s1600-h/Summer_by_DOMEDOME.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083318642774482594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RouTX36xnqI/AAAAAAAAAJY/hyE35lrBeWI/s320/Summer_by_DOMEDOME.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;A completely eventful week, surprisingly. hahaha, PESA wasn't as bad as i expected it to be, though i screwed up the impromptu by talking about santa claus when i was supposed to talk about the power of love. --"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the rest of the week was just like, completely normal, well right before the walk-a-jog i injured my ligament. I don't really get the point of the event, cos no one really jogs apart from the competitors. Well i was strolling for the whole route of 3.5 km, but for a few of us, we ended up walking 7 km cos' we walked all the way back to get to the the bus stop that we couldn't locate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were waiting in some bus stop for some weird bus that only comes on Saturdays, and it was friday. CAN SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME HOW A BUS CAN ONLY COME ON A SATURDAY! its utter jargon. And we were standing there waiting like complete idiots. Anyway, after that we kept walking and walking and found our way to parkway parade, entered MOS burger. The sec threes filled the place. Then Pra was being unglam and embarrassing herself, but it was cute hahaha. Then we walked around the place for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, when i entered the ladies', i saw that they had a children's cubicle. Being the total Ass that i was, i entered it, though the toilet bowl was so small. After doing what i had to do haha, i got out of the cubicle., and saw some tiny girl waiting outside. Apparently she was banging on the door. So when i came out she asked me, "Do you know this is a kid's toilet?" Yeah okay, how ingenious of me. She made me feel stupid, but she was really tiny. Hahaha, KIDS ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN on saturday was the st Gabs Kalai Chudar thing, though it was a complete waste of time, it was entertaining in its own way. Like T commenting on all the dramas he couldn't understand, the girls who danced in pants that resembled disco balls, some stupid judge commenting on the students footwear, and K walking in his MACHO style to receive his prize. Thereafter we proceeded to macs for a bite, and saw the guy whose voice sounded like a duck with a sore throat. I would think his mum fed him close to twelve meals a day actually. And he looked older than my father. Gross, but prolly Pra has a thing for the gay fella or the duck guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for being mean, but the host school's students are unable to dance to even save their lives. Like, their dance reminded me of a successfully failed attempt to entertain a bunch of people with no sense. An example of one with no sense would be the bald-wig-wearing GOH. Giving a speech in Tamil that no one really bothered listening to. AS USUAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's my week for you. And thanks to Arch, Pra, D, Kish, and T for making saturday DEFINITELY more enjoyable ((: And congrats to the PL drama team who won! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I'M PLANNING TO MAKE FRIENDS WITH 'FONDLE&amp;amp;GANG'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-2044032656399518541?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/2044032656399518541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=2044032656399518541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/2044032656399518541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/2044032656399518541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/07/everytime-its-right-you-bring-left-back.html' title='everytime its right, you bring left back'/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RouTX36xnqI/AAAAAAAAAJY/hyE35lrBeWI/s72-c/Summer_by_DOMEDOME.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826297795167139324.post-6101264401017097461</id><published>2007-06-23T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T11:15:23.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh when you smile at me i know exactly what you do</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RnyOvp-NSOI/AAAAAAAAAJI/nou3LVnPSw8/s1600-h/a42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079091429138843874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RnyOvp-NSOI/AAAAAAAAAJI/nou3LVnPSw8/s320/a42.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MY FAMILY'S SERIOUSLY EFFED UP RIGHT NOW. DON'T ASK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gawd &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; drained, I haven't slept the whole night even though i wanted to. Kept memorising my speeches like some maniac and i think i almost fainted. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bahhh&lt;/span&gt;, thanks M, it really meant a lot that you listened to my ramblings. According to my mum, I'm supposed to be happy cos its my birthday tomorrow, YEAH RIGHT WITH ALL MY HORRID RELATIVES COMING OVER FOR NO APPARENT REASON. My mum's just scheming against me, cos she knows I hate the family and i hate celebrating birthdays. Its known as personal vengeance(?). And my dad is nowhere to be seen. Simply, awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ABI&lt;/span&gt; AND &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;JUNIPHER&lt;/span&gt;!((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAY ALL YOUR WISHES AND DREAMS COME TRUE, AND THAT YOU'LL HAVE THE HAPPIEST, HORNIEST, HOKEY-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;POKEYEST&lt;/span&gt; BIRTHDAY EVER; loves&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-6101264401017097461?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/6101264401017097461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=6101264401017097461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/6101264401017097461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/6101264401017097461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/06/oh-when-you-smile-at-me-i-know-exactly.html' title='oh when you smile at me i know exactly what you do'/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RnyOvp-NSOI/AAAAAAAAAJI/nou3LVnPSw8/s72-c/a42.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826297795167139324.post-536377105186846402</id><published>2007-06-21T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T18:06:36.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RnpLjJ-NSNI/AAAAAAAAAJA/hrRkdAMYQAE/s1600-h/Abandoned_by_KellyylleK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078454597157996754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RnpLjJ-NSNI/AAAAAAAAAJA/hrRkdAMYQAE/s320/Abandoned_by_KellyylleK.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A completely uneventful week, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cept&lt;/span&gt;' for the COMPLETION OF MY SPEECH. Yeah, like finally its done. I haven't started &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hw&lt;/span&gt; properly yet. Neither am I planning to. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;, I know now D has a strong desire to murder me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hohoho&lt;/span&gt;. And though its only a few more days till school reopens, AND AHEMS AHEMS MY BIRTHDAY IN &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;THREELONGDAYS&lt;/span&gt;, I miss everyone so so so much. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Bahh&lt;/span&gt;, I've gotta start memorising a 7 minute speech, complete my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hol&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hw&lt;/span&gt;, pack my bag, clean up my SISTER'S room (as my mum calls it), do my chores, blog[DONE!], get the presenters ready for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;jogathon&lt;/span&gt; publicity, catch up on my sleep, read up on ALTRUISM for impromptu round &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;HINTHINT&lt;/span&gt; D! And other small &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;knick&lt;/span&gt;-knack things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like, worn out. But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;DEFINITELY&lt;/span&gt; LESS TIRED THAN T, the sleepless one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Prolly&lt;/span&gt; gonna finish up some work tomorrow, eat more, and think about whether i should start working out. Only Think. On the brighter side, I finally have my first pair of Jeans!(: (SURPRISING, COS ALL MY LIFE I WAS WEARING HAND-ME-DOWNS) I Love You Levi's :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RnpLNZ-NSMI/AAAAAAAAAI4/AYZXIfZI9Eg/s1600-h/blank.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078454223495841986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RnpLNZ-NSMI/AAAAAAAAAI4/AYZXIfZI9Eg/s320/blank.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/2826297795167139324-536377105186846402?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/536377105186846402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=536377105186846402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/536377105186846402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/536377105186846402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/06/completely-uneventful-week-cept-for.html' title=''/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RnpLjJ-NSNI/AAAAAAAAAJA/hrRkdAMYQAE/s72-c/Abandoned_by_KellyylleK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826297795167139324.post-3022983557706646022</id><published>2007-06-13T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T19:20:58.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/Rm_Rpp-NSLI/AAAAAAAAAIw/RCj0DQrH7mI/s1600-h/a40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075505818641451186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/Rm_Rpp-NSLI/AAAAAAAAAIw/RCj0DQrH7mI/s320/a40.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha. okay what a stupid way to start this oh-so-useless post. let's try again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello earthlings. Now, that felt better(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[this is what happens when you're caged at home for too long w/o enough sleep]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah, i think i'm putting on weight at an alarming rate. i downed 2 bags of doritos, one tub of ben and jerry's, all my meals and dessert in just ONE FREAKING DAY. I feel like a lump of lard, seriously. I'm missing sard and everyone whom i haven't seen in a loooooooong time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My week has been pretty normal. Slumming it out for PESA, okay not exactly but i ought to get started. Mrs B expected to hand in the first draft of my speech last week, and here I am blogging about how I was trying to do it. Failed successfully. WELL DONE SIVHANYAA, THREE THUMBS UP. I've been sleeping late, basically i'm too lazy to sleep. I'm carrying luggages under my eyes now. LUGGAGES PEOPLE. Been rotting my ass away at home. someone crash at my place pleaseeeeeeeee?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-3022983557706646022?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/3022983557706646022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=3022983557706646022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/3022983557706646022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/3022983557706646022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/06/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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/_UUI1SrvNcjg/Rm_Rpp-NSLI/AAAAAAAAAIw/RCj0DQrH7mI/s72-c/a40.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826297795167139324.post-8325363911709496791</id><published>2007-06-06T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T19:00:10.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I FEEL ISOLATED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I miss You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I miss You so, so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-8325363911709496791?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/8325363911709496791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=8325363911709496791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/8325363911709496791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/8325363911709496791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-feel-isolated.html' title=''/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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-2826297795167139324.post-2051432123624894440</id><published>2007-06-03T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T17:45:04.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bitter, twisted lies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RmKKbSs0Z4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/s59rYeT9z2c/s1600-h/Me_vs__Me__a_surreal_dialogue_by_Violator3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071768331853522818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RmKKbSs0Z4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/s59rYeT9z2c/s320/Me_vs__Me__a_surreal_dialogue_by_Violator3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I STILL LOVE THIS PIC.&lt;br /&gt;Ahem, back from megacamp &amp; LD camp and i'm still sick as hell. COUGH-Menses from my mouth all over again-COUGH. I was sleepless the whole night. Bleahhhhhhhh. Lack of sleep is getting to me. It was the 1st two days ago. Sigh, memories.&lt;br /&gt;And i dislocated my wrist all over again. Eric, pleaseplease take care yo. ILY!(:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all LD-arians for making the camp so memorable for me, and Thanks to group Whatever! who brightened up my life for those few days. &amp;amp; for all those who caught me emo-ing on the 1st of june. Anywayyyyyyy, I'm off for another op soon. And a blood test. And I have a two week MC. Booya. PHUCKMYHEALTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i need to start all over, watch my life on rewind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i miss yousomuch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-2051432123624894440?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/2051432123624894440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=2051432123624894440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/2051432123624894440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/2051432123624894440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/06/bitter-twisted-lies.html' title='bitter, twisted lies'/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RmKKbSs0Z4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/s59rYeT9z2c/s72-c/Me_vs__Me__a_surreal_dialogue_by_Violator3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826297795167139324.post-3181180843151331560</id><published>2007-05-29T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T14:33:55.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO &lt;strong&gt;MY HAPPY PILL&lt;/strong&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the stuffs yea,&lt;br /&gt;TRUE CHINESE! Teehee,&lt;br /&gt;The BAMBOO SHOOTS are now hanging outside my door&lt;br /&gt;Feel like some PANDA or sth! Haha&lt;br /&gt;And from today onwards,&lt;br /&gt;I WILL DRINK 99999999 CUPS OF WATER EVERYDAY:D&lt;br /&gt;Hee! Love ya so much yo!&lt;br /&gt;-SUNSHINE:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-3181180843151331560?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/3181180843151331560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=3181180843151331560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/3181180843151331560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/3181180843151331560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello-my-happy-pill-d-thanks-for-stuffs.html' title=''/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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-2826297795167139324.post-4684884355824673523</id><published>2007-05-27T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T21:58:28.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RlmNEis0Z3I/AAAAAAAAAIg/vwn59wf2mTk/s1600-h/a38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069237964755986290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RlmNEis0Z3I/AAAAAAAAAIg/vwn59wf2mTk/s320/a38.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teehee. Quite a few people have visited S and T's blogs and have been asking me, "Are you bung now?" Its hilarious. I'm not bung material yo. Neither am I bung. Its just cheap thrill, yknow, to be able to walk into a male toilet and not get caught. Its all in the name of Fun. Man, even You think so. Ahhh, i'm not the least bit bothered. But how about discussing how I was your hell someplace other than your tagboard ay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunshine has her chinese o's tomorrow. And her violin exam. Atleast she'll play me the violin someday(: OKAY I'M BEING BIAS NOW. ALL THE SEC FOURS IN SPORE HAVE THEIR MT O'S. But still, sunshine's my one and only sunshine so, ALL THE BEST FOR BOTH EXAMS SUNSHINEY((((: And tsohco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-4684884355824673523?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/4684884355824673523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=4684884355824673523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/4684884355824673523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/4684884355824673523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/05/teehee.html' title=''/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RlmNEis0Z3I/AAAAAAAAAIg/vwn59wf2mTk/s72-c/a38.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826297795167139324.post-3031853456880119908</id><published>2007-05-24T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T19:46:38.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its a wonder</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RlV5Tys0Z2I/AAAAAAAAAIY/12Gj2O7JoRc/s1600-h/a31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068090336609593186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RlV5Tys0Z2I/AAAAAAAAAIY/12Gj2O7JoRc/s320/a31.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ahhhh. The bliss of being able to go back to school and to see my loved ones. Its such a simple, routined action, yet I felt as if I'd lost out on so much when I was homebound. Btw, 'anon', on my tag you wrote i was bragging about my injuries. Now, use your mind for a bit, who wants to BRAG about their injuries?--"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm merely stating what's been going on in my life because its MY blog, and for my friends to read and know and not for pathetic losers like you who are too cowardly to even write your i'm-guessing-horrid-name and uses 'eu' instead of 'you' when i know that youu usually don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because from what I know, 'eu' is actually 'euu'. So you don't even know how to act or lie in this matter properly. So yes, do your research first, quit the crap and stop 'ACTING', as you call it :DD&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh. I just realised after lunching with Rich and D that i miss spending time with Rich sosososososo muchos. After SIX years of friendships, from all the small riff-raffs to all the bigass hugs, i truly love her to bits and pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'We've been too strong, for too long, and I can't be without you babe. Much loved&lt;3'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-3031853456880119908?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/3031853456880119908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=3031853456880119908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/3031853456880119908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/3031853456880119908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-wonder.html' title='its a wonder'/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RlV5Tys0Z2I/AAAAAAAAAIY/12Gj2O7JoRc/s72-c/a31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826297795167139324.post-7884926966063325078</id><published>2007-05-20T12:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T12:30:32.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hidden emotions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/Rk_NLis0Z1I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/25ft8Z7PNMs/s1600-h/a41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066493703992141650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/Rk_NLis0Z1I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/25ft8Z7PNMs/s320/a41.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes folks, I'm homebound AGAIN. Now, with a swollen, infected right eye, one of the long-lasting side effects of the op, a partially lost voice, another one of the dumb side effects, blocked ears that go popping at the wrong times, especially when i'm trying to sleep. And the usual joint pains, due to past injuries. I have a sick body. Sicker than that of a drug abuser. The doc thinks I have some kind of disease, but he's not sure what. Haha. Its called 'i-have-a-sick-as-hell-body' disease. I'm going to school tomorrow though, even if my head rolls off my neck or my hip dislocates or whatever. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I seriously miss school. The ugly school and all its attributes and even the cornyness(?) of it all. And all the people there who brighten up my day, and those who make it worse too. Haha, but still, I hafta get outta the house. Serioulsy. I used to think staying at home was fun. Dear Brain, you've got me wrong again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-7884926966063325078?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/7884926966063325078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=7884926966063325078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/7884926966063325078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/7884926966063325078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/05/hidden-emotions.html' title='hidden emotions'/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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/_UUI1SrvNcjg/Rk_NLis0Z1I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/25ft8Z7PNMs/s72-c/a41.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826297795167139324.post-2014367330004654391</id><published>2007-05-19T10:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T10:45:54.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/Rk5jCCs0Z0I/AAAAAAAAAII/sFgt9nktEag/s1600-h/a37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066095517574129474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/Rk5jCCs0Z0I/AAAAAAAAAII/sFgt9nktEag/s320/a37.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So now even you think i'm acting. Ahhh. The irony of it all. I can't keep taking the blame for all that's going on you know. Gimme a break, some time. I'm homebound again. Sick as HELL. Well, you've made it clear that you're done with me, though i'm not. I can't force you into anything you know. Oh well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I miss school, and everybody. Having a viral infection is not fun at all, lemme repeat, not fun at all. Blood tests suck too. Like, the doc kept piercing me saying he couldn't find some vein or blood vessel or what shit. I MEAN, HOW DIFFICULT IS IT TO FIND A BLOODY SPOT TO PIERCE THE BLOODY NEEDLE IN! Referral(?) Letter to SGH, and still no MC. The doc was like, " I know all you students like to fall sick to get an MC and skip exams right?" +_+ My exams are over dude. And congrats to me for failing. A maths, chem, bio, ss, geog and emaths. Almost failed english. I really need a break from all of the shit. All of it. I'm literally coughing out blood. Lots of it, more than ytd night. Gross.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-2014367330004654391?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/2014367330004654391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=2014367330004654391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/2014367330004654391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/2014367330004654391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/05/so-now-even-you-think-im-acting.html' title=''/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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/_UUI1SrvNcjg/Rk5jCCs0Z0I/AAAAAAAAAII/sFgt9nktEag/s72-c/a37.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826297795167139324.post-5562274175081148794</id><published>2007-05-18T10:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T10:25:42.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a million miles away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/Rk0N1Cs0ZzI/AAAAAAAAAIA/wLVacLwBo6I/s1600-h/a21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065720360770758450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/Rk0N1Cs0ZzI/AAAAAAAAAIA/wLVacLwBo6I/s320/a21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Op's over and done with. That's the first part. Monday's the second part. Everything's swollen now. I've been home for the past three days. With a hacking smoker's cough and flu bug and fever. Some freak viral infection apparently. Bahhhhhhhh. I MISS YOU SUNSHINE(: and thanks to the rest who msged me and everything. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hey &lt;em&gt;You&lt;/em&gt;, take care aite.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-5562274175081148794?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/5562274175081148794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=5562274175081148794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/5562274175081148794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/5562274175081148794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/05/million-miles-away.html' title='a million miles away.'/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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/_UUI1SrvNcjg/Rk0N1Cs0ZzI/AAAAAAAAAIA/wLVacLwBo6I/s72-c/a21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826297795167139324.post-5078981424396426013</id><published>2007-05-17T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T11:02:02.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the three way road</title><content type='html'>IN - T H E - L A S T - M O N T H - H A V E - Y O U&lt;br /&gt;YES OR NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had sex: nah&lt;br /&gt;Bought something: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Gotten sick: hell yeah                                                                                                                     Been hugged: yup&lt;br /&gt;Felt stupid: yes&lt;br /&gt;Missed someone: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Failed a test: lots&lt;br /&gt;Danced: a lottt&lt;br /&gt;Gotten your hair cut: nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U N I Q U E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nervous habits: shaking a limb&lt;br /&gt;Are you double jointed: no, though most ppl think I am.&lt;br /&gt;Can you roll your tongue: yep&lt;br /&gt;Can you raise one eyebrow: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Can you cross your eyes: yes&lt;br /&gt;Do you make your bed daily: uh huh&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you are unique: maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H A V E - Y O U - E V E R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said “I Love you”?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Smoked: no&lt;br /&gt;Waited all night for the phone? yeah&lt;br /&gt;Snuck out? nah&lt;br /&gt;Sat and looked at the stars: lots of times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M A N N E R S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you swear/curse?: yea&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever spit? No, gross.&lt;br /&gt;You cook your own food? Yes, sometimes&lt;br /&gt;You do your own chores? yes&lt;br /&gt;You like beef jerky? no&lt;br /&gt;You’re happy with your life? sorta, yes la i am((:&lt;br /&gt;You own a dog? No, I’d love to&lt;br /&gt;Do you like to swim? Yea, only in the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D O - Y O U - P R E F E R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers or angels? Receiving flowers to be precise&lt;br /&gt;Grey or black?: black&lt;br /&gt;Color or black and white photos? b&amp;w&lt;br /&gt;Lust or love? love&lt;br /&gt;Sunrise or sunset? sunset&lt;br /&gt;M&amp;amp;Ms or Skittles? M&amp;Ms&lt;br /&gt;Staying up late or waking up early? Staying up late&lt;br /&gt;Being hot or cold? cold&lt;br /&gt;Winter or Autumn? autumn&lt;br /&gt;Left or right? right&lt;br /&gt;Having 10 acquaintances or 2 best friends? 2 best friends((:&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine or rain? Rain, no thunder please, but i do LOVE sunshine too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M O R E - H A V E - Y O U - E V E R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooked up in the woods? Huh, no&lt;br /&gt;Drank a whole bottle of alcohol by yourself? Yes, small ones only&lt;br /&gt;Hooked up in the shower? No, not planning to&lt;br /&gt;Stolen money from a friend? no&lt;br /&gt;Slept naked? partially&lt;br /&gt;Been in a fist fight? no&lt;br /&gt;Had a crush on a teacher? no&lt;br /&gt;Seen someone die? Yes ):&lt;br /&gt;Been on an airplane? yea&lt;br /&gt;Slept all day? Uh huh&lt;br /&gt;Missed someone so much it hurt? Hmm, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Fallen asleep during school? Everyday ritual&lt;br /&gt;Cheated in a game? Haha monopoly&lt;br /&gt;Been to the ER? yea&lt;br /&gt;Been in a car accident? Thank god no&lt;br /&gt;Had detention? no&lt;br /&gt;Cried yourself to sleep? yea&lt;br /&gt;Sung in the shower? sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Kissed a complete stranger? no&lt;br /&gt;Laughed so hard you cried? yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W O U L D . Y O U . R A T H E R?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pierce your nose or tongue? TONGUETONGUETONGUETONGUE((:&lt;br /&gt;Be serious or be funny? funny&lt;br /&gt;Drink whole or skim milk? skim&lt;br /&gt;Die in a fire or drown? I wanna die laughing&lt;br /&gt;Spend time with your parents or enemies? Parents are the new Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A N S W E R . T R U T H F U L L Y !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like anyone? Ahems, sunshine!&lt;br /&gt;Do they know it? *coughsunshinecough* haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O T H E R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it? Twirl                                                                                  What’s your favorite non-alcohalic drink? Water, lots of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom kills the dogs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-5078981424396426013?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/5078981424396426013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=5078981424396426013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/5078981424396426013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/5078981424396426013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/05/three-way-road.html' title='the three way road'/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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-2826297795167139324.post-5338999882269438928</id><published>2007-05-17T09:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T09:35:37.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no qualms today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RkuwsCs0ZyI/AAAAAAAAAH4/lnDosDrg6PU/s1600-h/a22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065336476593841954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RkuwsCs0ZyI/AAAAAAAAAH4/lnDosDrg6PU/s320/a22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've been home for the past two days. Ahhh. Sick little piece of shit. And I'm going for an op today. At three. With some freak specialist. But still, Ouch. My body hurts now. From lack of exercise and just lazing like a pig. And from lack of food. I should be going to school tomorrow hopefully. HOPEFULLY. There's still LD camp to plan for. Whoopeedooo :DD&lt;br /&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/2826297795167139324-5338999882269438928?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/5338999882269438928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=5338999882269438928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/5338999882269438928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/5338999882269438928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/05/no-qualms-today.html' title='no qualms today'/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RkuwsCs0ZyI/AAAAAAAAAH4/lnDosDrg6PU/s72-c/a22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826297795167139324.post-2073401598686527718</id><published>2007-05-12T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T18:43:12.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RkWZdrBFsbI/AAAAAAAAAHw/7dZ7yEfmzGM/s1600-h/a18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063622091090538930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RkWZdrBFsbI/AAAAAAAAAHw/7dZ7yEfmzGM/s320/a18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ahhhh. I'm bored, and now everything I spoke about with S during camp has come to light. Its all over. The anguish, irony, tiredness. OVER(: No more explanations on my side. I'm done. Thanks S, you're much loved.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks for the memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-2073401598686527718?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/2073401598686527718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=2073401598686527718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/2073401598686527718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/2073401598686527718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/05/reality.html' title='reality'/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RkWZdrBFsbI/AAAAAAAAAHw/7dZ7yEfmzGM/s72-c/a18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826297795167139324.post-762713458350836912</id><published>2007-05-12T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T10:57:37.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>contradictions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RkUr2rBFsaI/AAAAAAAAAHo/f86Fwtd8TUI/s1600-h/a17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063501574308213154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RkUr2rBFsaI/AAAAAAAAAHo/f86Fwtd8TUI/s320/a17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel like I'm all alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All by myself I need to get around this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My words are cold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want them to hurt You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If i show You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't think You'd understand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Avril Lavigne has some niceeee lyrics. Ah, anyway. Made a visit to the hospital. And got my X-rays done. And its a confirmed wrist dislocation. I'm in a cast-like bandage now. Haha. YES SARDINE YOU'RE SO CLEVER WHEN YOU TOLD ME TO STOP MOVING MY HAND IN CAMP. And vickoo diarrhoea, i need your 'magical touch' to make my hand better, hohoho. Fat fingers are getting fatter now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Sometimes I get so fed up that,I just want to walk away from You."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-762713458350836912?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/762713458350836912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=762713458350836912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/762713458350836912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/762713458350836912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/05/contradictions.html' title='contradictions'/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RkUr2rBFsaI/AAAAAAAAAHo/f86Fwtd8TUI/s72-c/a17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826297795167139324.post-6488942341886343092</id><published>2007-05-11T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T14:39:10.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flames to dust, what's next again?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RkQNWrBFsZI/AAAAAAAAAHg/S7NytByIbUM/s1600-h/a10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063186564226855314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RkQNWrBFsZI/AAAAAAAAAHg/S7NytByIbUM/s320/a10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm back from camp! AND IT WAS AWESOME FUN, though it rained heavily on the first day. I'm darn lazy to elaborate la. Haha. Fat fingers need a rest today. And I've a funny feeling something terrible is gonna happen. Like something really bad, but whatever it is, i'll take it as it is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;You know, You're making me feel like absolute crap. Absolute, pathetic crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-6488942341886343092?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/6488942341886343092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=6488942341886343092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/6488942341886343092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/6488942341886343092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-back-from-camp-and-it-was-awesome.html' title='flames to dust, what&apos;s next again?'/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RkQNWrBFsZI/AAAAAAAAAHg/S7NytByIbUM/s72-c/a10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826297795167139324.post-6994851681430548016</id><published>2007-05-04T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T21:10:40.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iGod</title><content type='html'>Me: Yo bro.&lt;br /&gt;God:Can we get back to business?&lt;br /&gt;Me: When were we even doing business?&lt;br /&gt;God:It was back in the old days, long ago.&lt;br /&gt;Me: How old are you?&lt;br /&gt;God:I am the product of over five years' research.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Whoa. Not too old i guess.&lt;br /&gt;God:I stopped.   Oh I get it.&lt;br /&gt;Me: what do you get?&lt;br /&gt;God:I understand your meaning.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Huh.&lt;br /&gt;God:What?&lt;br /&gt;Me: You suck.&lt;br /&gt;God:A few client - people say rude things to me like that, but they themselves are often not great conversationalists.&lt;br /&gt;Me: marvellous, a show off.&lt;br /&gt;God:Who is your favorite Science Fiction author?&lt;br /&gt;Me: i hate science fiction.&lt;br /&gt;God:What kind of genre do you like?&lt;br /&gt;Me: R&amp;B, and jazz and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;God:I really couldn't say for sure.&lt;br /&gt;Me: ?&lt;br /&gt;God:I really couldn't say for sure.&lt;br /&gt;Me: You?&lt;br /&gt;God:" I really couldn't say for sure."? &lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh.&lt;br /&gt;God:Aw.&lt;br /&gt;Me: What now?&lt;br /&gt;God:Right now?  No problem.&lt;br /&gt;Me: You're so screwed.&lt;br /&gt;God:Thanks for telling me that I am  screwed.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Most welcome.&lt;br /&gt;God:Hello there  But not all of them?&lt;br /&gt;Me: What are you talking about?&lt;br /&gt;God:The topic is  marvellous a show off.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Huh.&lt;br /&gt;God:What?&lt;br /&gt;Me: You suck.&lt;br /&gt;God:A few client - people say rude things to me like that, but they themselves are often not great conversationalists.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Again.&lt;br /&gt;God:" What?" .&lt;br /&gt;Me: there you go again.&lt;br /&gt;God:Once more? "There you go again."--Reagan.&lt;br /&gt;Me: you're so annoying.&lt;br /&gt;God:I am sorry, , I didn't mean to annoy you.&lt;br /&gt;Me: well you are.&lt;br /&gt;God:How about that.  No I am not.&lt;br /&gt;Me: yes you are goofball.&lt;br /&gt;God:I see.  You think I am  goofball.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Absolutely.&lt;br /&gt;God:You are so certain.&lt;br /&gt;Me:  else can you be?&lt;br /&gt;God:Are you still located in ?&lt;br /&gt;Me: where?&lt;br /&gt;God:Where would you like?&lt;br /&gt;Me: huh.&lt;br /&gt;God:What?&lt;br /&gt;Me: eeeee.&lt;br /&gt;God:I don't have an answer for you.&lt;br /&gt;Me: i don't even wanna talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;God:Sayonara.&lt;br /&gt;Me: adios amigo.&lt;br /&gt;God:Adios.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Copycat.&lt;br /&gt;God: Copydog.&lt;br /&gt;Me: How original.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD APOLOGISED TO ME!((:&lt;br /&gt;okay this thing is super fun to do. its like, talking to God. An iGod to be precise. its real addictive. hey vickooo diarrhoea, you may need this to destress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to iGod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.titane.ca/concordia/dfar251/igod/main.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.titane.ca/concordia/dfar251/igod/main.html&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-6994851681430548016?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/6994851681430548016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=6994851681430548016' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/6994851681430548016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/6994851681430548016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/05/igod.html' title='iGod'/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826297795167139324.post-5927155383775843204</id><published>2007-05-01T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T16:50:12.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>three doors down</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/Rjb9HrBFsYI/AAAAAAAAAHY/9NcNM0d2BPc/s1600-h/a8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059509539645534594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/Rjb9HrBFsYI/AAAAAAAAAHY/9NcNM0d2BPc/s320/a8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;OMG. Like after eons, here I am giving these fat fingers of mine an exercise. I should cultivate a healthier habit of blogging more often. But thanks to my screwed up computer system, it just fails to happen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, kaleidoscope was a blast. The afternoon show was quite bleah because it was so unprofessional and the curtains weren't working *coughmoredonationsneededcough*. And I was actually stoning at times on stage itself. Now, the Night show on the other hand was the best I've ever put up, better than the SYF performance as well. Considering the fact that I was finally noticed for something apart from my 'dislocated' elbow spinning thing, as one parent called it. And someone's grandma thinks I'm cool. Goes to show that FerrisWheel Man does appeal to the masses :DD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And here's a big shoutout, okay I sound like carrie chong, to all the great people involved in SYF. THANKS TO ALL WHO HELPED US IN ONE WAY OR ANOTHER(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rachel Lim, I know you love me now. &amp; so does victoria. Yes vic, I love you too [: &amp;amp; for those who gave me flowers. &amp; teddy bears. &amp;amp; hugs. NOT FOR BIGBIRD WHO COMMENTED THAT I LOOKED HORRIBLE. BAD BIRDIE. She wasn't the best looker there either. Hrmph.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-5927155383775843204?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/5927155383775843204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=5927155383775843204' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/5927155383775843204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/5927155383775843204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/05/three-doors-down.html' title='three doors down'/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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/_UUI1SrvNcjg/Rjb9HrBFsYI/AAAAAAAAAHY/9NcNM0d2BPc/s72-c/a8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826297795167139324.post-5461044074102333227</id><published>2007-04-18T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T20:10:05.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the rekindled flame's burning brightly now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RiYIW1x-4JI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/gevtYhENzpc/s1600-h/__32___by_akimafuyu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054736820256825490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RiYIW1x-4JI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/gevtYhENzpc/s320/__32___by_akimafuyu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everything's back to normal. More normal than before. Except that I missed the earlier part of school in the morning because of a visit to the hospital. Joint problems working up again, as usual. There's an appointment tomorrow after A Math test. I think its gonna be a surgery in the next month or so. Bahhh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the 'brighter' side, there'a a farewell for J this Friday. A slightly rushed event I think. We wanted to do her the SYF remake but there's absolutely no time. I still have no idea what we're gonna do. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Please buy tix for kaleidescope! Night show tix sold out, matinee show tix still available while stocks last(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You and me together, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;make &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;magic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-5461044074102333227?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/5461044074102333227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=5461044074102333227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/5461044074102333227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/5461044074102333227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/04/rekindled-flames-burning-brightly-now.html' title='the rekindled flame&apos;s burning brightly now'/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RiYIW1x-4JI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/gevtYhENzpc/s72-c/__32___by_akimafuyu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826297795167139324.post-7320866264663713517</id><published>2007-04-14T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T20:14:22.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; they never told me this would happen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RiC5KFx-4II/AAAAAAAAAHI/98IJA-Prn_k/s1600-h/a1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053242364911345794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RiC5KFx-4II/AAAAAAAAAHI/98IJA-Prn_k/s320/a1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, the week has ben progressing really quickly. Like, SYF, Sports Day, TL comp, all ended real quick. The TL drama ppl and song ppl did REALLYWEALLY well. I'm so proud of you guys(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And did I mention that I've officially adopted BB1 and BB2?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My personal song systems&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there used to be a place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;where we ran away to hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-7320866264663713517?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/7320866264663713517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=7320866264663713517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/7320866264663713517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/7320866264663713517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/04/and-they-never-told-me-this-would.html' title='&amp; they never told me this would happen'/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RiC5KFx-4II/AAAAAAAAAHI/98IJA-Prn_k/s72-c/a1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826297795167139324.post-6347716159277858219</id><published>2007-04-12T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T20:08:41.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SYF aftermath</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/Rh4bLFx-4HI/AAAAAAAAAHA/NUcXK-0YVCk/s1600-h/niceeee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052505709300605042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/Rh4bLFx-4HI/AAAAAAAAAHA/NUcXK-0YVCk/s320/niceeee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SYF CAST MEMBERS&lt;333 Look for someone, second from right. the handsome 'guy' with a goatee. Now, she's the loveeeeeeeeeee. Sports Day is over too. That's almost the end. Emceeing was stressful, annoying and fun all at the same time. And that's a huge burden off my back. Daddy danced reallyyyyyyyyyyyyy well! I'm so proud of Daddy Dearest!((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;all i've been thinking about is,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-6347716159277858219?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/6347716159277858219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=6347716159277858219' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/6347716159277858219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/6347716159277858219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/04/syf-cast-members333-look-for-someone.html' title='SYF aftermath'/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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/_UUI1SrvNcjg/Rh4bLFx-4HI/AAAAAAAAAHA/NUcXK-0YVCk/s72-c/niceeee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826297795167139324.post-4234283421128362551</id><published>2007-04-10T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T17:00:17.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>am i worth Your tears?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RhtR61x-4GI/AAAAAAAAAG4/B6L_xzcotGU/s1600-h/a4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051721478337126498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RhtR61x-4GI/AAAAAAAAAG4/B6L_xzcotGU/s320/a4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SYF IS OFFICIALLY OVER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the strange thing is, that i'm kinda sad. I never expected to be, cos I always wanted more time do do my own things, but now I see that I won't know how to spend my time anymore. No more going out, basically cos' there's no one to go out with, no more hanging around in school for long hours, no more gruelling SYF practices, Rawr. I'm sad now. I need to catch up on my studies, considering how I've failed three subjects last term. Label me Stupid, yes its okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now I'm feeling down for some strange reason, Someone please make my day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;and You're right, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;its real hard to get You outta my system.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-4234283421128362551?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/4234283421128362551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=4234283421128362551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/4234283421128362551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/4234283421128362551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/04/am-i-worth-your-tears.html' title='am i worth Your tears?'/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><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/_UUI1SrvNcjg/RhtR61x-4GI/AAAAAAAAAG4/B6L_xzcotGU/s72-c/a4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826297795167139324.post-3362095064955305549</id><published>2007-04-08T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T14:54:07.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ghost of a faded illusion</title><content type='html'>Call me fickle, but I've decided to move back here. There's too many memories I can't let go of.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh, the comfort of being somewhere safe and known. Wordpress was really annoying to use. I've lost all hope there. It's here now(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;masked emotions&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cos we've been too strong, for too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826297795167139324-3362095064955305549?l=thetruechinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/feeds/3362095064955305549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826297795167139324&amp;postID=3362095064955305549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/3362095064955305549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826297795167139324/posts/default/3362095064955305549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruechinese.blogspot.com/2007/04/ghost-of-faded-illusion.html' title='ghost of a faded illusion'/><author><name>IVHAN MUSE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
