<?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-6447105317165921231</id><updated>2012-01-02T23:34:18.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`иicоι</title><subtitle type='html'>♠</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeis-waiting.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447105317165921231/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeis-waiting.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nicol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756468526517760703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VZOns5bObKY/SBMC1NchtUI/AAAAAAAAADo/xLT-UYA2SOg/S220/DSC00329.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447105317165921231.post-3289238665195880120</id><published>2008-09-23T19:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T20:05:08.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally have got the mood to update.&lt;div&gt;2 More days to End Of Year Exams and I haven't really started on my revision yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really shouldn't be procrastinating but i can't help it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm tired, exhausted to the extreme.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Always trying to rush my homework has resulted in the lack of time to do my revision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhhh I'm really looking forward to the ending of school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just hope ill survive the 2 week long exam period. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must must must go Town after the exams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss shopping ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sooo gonna get my hands on all the clothes and jeans and shoes and whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay the blog post is starting to get really crappy. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh anyway, I'm really excited about going to Hyderabad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only thing I'm afraid of is the&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; FOOD&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder what they'll serve there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay i shall stop my crappy-ness and continue with school work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6447105317165921231-3289238665195880120?l=timeis-waiting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeis-waiting.blogspot.com/feeds/3289238665195880120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447105317165921231&amp;postID=3289238665195880120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447105317165921231/posts/default/3289238665195880120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447105317165921231/posts/default/3289238665195880120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeis-waiting.blogspot.com/2008/09/finally-have-got-mood-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756468526517760703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VZOns5bObKY/SBMC1NchtUI/AAAAAAAAADo/xLT-UYA2SOg/S220/DSC00329.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447105317165921231.post-1374873954625568688</id><published>2008-08-30T22:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T22:47:22.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm tired.&lt;div&gt;Mentally, physically.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a lot of catching up to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to upgrade myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just cannot live with myself right now, in this state of mind, in this situation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;together we cry ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there's so much sad, gonna flood the ocean,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we're all in tears, from the world exploding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We Cry - The Script&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6447105317165921231-1374873954625568688?l=timeis-waiting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeis-waiting.blogspot.com/feeds/1374873954625568688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447105317165921231&amp;postID=1374873954625568688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447105317165921231/posts/default/1374873954625568688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447105317165921231/posts/default/1374873954625568688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeis-waiting.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756468526517760703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VZOns5bObKY/SBMC1NchtUI/AAAAAAAAADo/xLT-UYA2SOg/S220/DSC00329.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447105317165921231.post-1880346230719802703</id><published>2008-08-16T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T12:44:35.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm here to blog since i'm so free.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at like 11 today.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know why i was THAT tired.&lt;br /&gt;Should be the previous night's conference.&lt;br /&gt;From like 10:30pm - 1:45am.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;3 Hours +&lt;br /&gt;But i seriously love conferences.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avril Lavigne's Concert! (:&lt;br /&gt;Walao rachel last minute pangseh.&lt;br /&gt;Now i shall go with Joey and Kean then.&lt;br /&gt;But i don't know if i should go.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid random thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and yesterday Singapore won it's first Olympic Medal for the first time in 48 years.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Table tennis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh, i promise i'll try to blog regularly!&lt;br /&gt;Well, lately i have been.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna go Avril's Concert.&lt;br /&gt;7th September!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i love you ;D&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/6447105317165921231-1880346230719802703?l=timeis-waiting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeis-waiting.blogspot.com/feeds/1880346230719802703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447105317165921231&amp;postID=1880346230719802703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447105317165921231/posts/default/1880346230719802703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447105317165921231/posts/default/1880346230719802703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeis-waiting.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-here-to-blog-since-im-so-free.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756468526517760703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VZOns5bObKY/SBMC1NchtUI/AAAAAAAAADo/xLT-UYA2SOg/S220/DSC00329.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447105317165921231.post-769659982415006579</id><published>2008-08-14T21:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T21:23:56.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have to make so many choices.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of making choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was great!&lt;br /&gt;Except for the last part of the day.&lt;br /&gt;When some nothing-better-to-do people went to see the messages in my phone.&lt;br /&gt;If anyone does it again, i'm gonna get fucking pissed.&lt;br /&gt;So, please do me a favour, don't ever do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, i feel rather upset.&lt;br /&gt;And there's this jerk talking to me on MSN.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck him man.&lt;br /&gt;I so don't wanna reply him.&lt;br /&gt;Disturbing me always.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really need to arrange my file properly already.&lt;br /&gt;Someone wanna help?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i haven't decided whether to go for Avril Lavigne's Concert.&lt;br /&gt;karthik told me she really rocks live, and i really would love to see it for myself.&lt;br /&gt;But, Jian Hong pangseh me, like Rachel. -.-&lt;br /&gt;So now it depends on Ke An.&lt;br /&gt;O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised, i really really suck at chinese.&lt;br /&gt;SUCK.&lt;br /&gt;But i dont know what i can do to help.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps nothing?&lt;br /&gt;Since i can bid farewell to Chinese in 1.5 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch Olympic Athletics!&lt;br /&gt;It's really fun to watch.&lt;br /&gt;Watch it when you have time.&lt;br /&gt;Especially track and field. 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha okay,&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6447105317165921231-769659982415006579?l=timeis-waiting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeis-waiting.blogspot.com/feeds/769659982415006579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447105317165921231&amp;postID=769659982415006579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447105317165921231/posts/default/769659982415006579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447105317165921231/posts/default/769659982415006579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeis-waiting.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-have-to-make-so-many-choices.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756468526517760703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VZOns5bObKY/SBMC1NchtUI/AAAAAAAAADo/xLT-UYA2SOg/S220/DSC00329.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447105317165921231.post-2805680202055705405</id><published>2008-08-14T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T21:19:20.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to JEC today after school, caught a very random movie with Pon, Karthik and Jacky.&lt;br /&gt;Meet Dave.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Hilarious show. But i seriously prefer realistic movies.&lt;br /&gt;E.g. The Devil Wears Prada. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;More real-life shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AVRIL LAVIGNE CONCERT ON 7TH SEPTEMBER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go.&lt;br /&gt;I must go.&lt;br /&gt;Omg i'm soooo despo to go.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I won't EAT.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if i starve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I MUST GO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 2 tests tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Shall go and study now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6447105317165921231-2805680202055705405?l=timeis-waiting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeis-waiting.blogspot.com/feeds/2805680202055705405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447105317165921231&amp;postID=2805680202055705405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447105317165921231/posts/default/2805680202055705405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447105317165921231/posts/default/2805680202055705405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeis-waiting.blogspot.com/2008/08/went-to-jec-today-after-school-caught.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756468526517760703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VZOns5bObKY/SBMC1NchtUI/AAAAAAAAADo/xLT-UYA2SOg/S220/DSC00329.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447105317165921231.post-5741014374754186851</id><published>2008-08-13T17:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T20:16:15.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, i should really blog about the week spent with the hyderabad buddies.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and apparently a lot of people is asking me to blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here i am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;First day ( Monday ):&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went straight to the AVA room after the Common Test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i didn't prepare any present while the others did. Holy Crap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But luckily Jian Hong and Jacky accompanied me no to give the presents, although they brought it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met my buddy, Maithreya. Small sized for a 13 year old i must say. O:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, the principal then went out talking about the school's achievements and everything, and we had to explain to our buddies what it meant and everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we had tea break! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we did our NSW english and went home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Second Day ( Tuesday ):&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waited for them in the foyer for over an hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God they can't wake up on time. -__-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, we didn't complain since we could miss our lessons. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When they arrived, we went to the meeting room to have a small celebration for Rohit, Jian Hong's buddy, as it was his birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't eat the cake though. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then they had lesson sit in with us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could skip half of P.E. because we had to bring them for recess. Hooray!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then brought them to have their History and Art lesson. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i could skip another lesson just to bring them for lunch! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thereafter we just left our buddy to Jian then me and Pon went to JE Cultural hall for our NDP Rehearsal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that went back to school and went to Mustafa with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG, they are RICH! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Continuing on, Some of us wanted to go home so we didn't join the rest to go for dinner with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Me, Jian, Jacky and Rachel took a cab to IMM for dinner and went home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reached home at around 10 .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Third Day ( Wednesday ):&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We waited for them again. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had lesson sit in with us for like 1 period, and it happened to be english again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But we skipped assembly to practice our performance for the farewell ceremony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thereafter we went back to class, had chemistry remedial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finished and handed up my geog before i went home. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fourth Day ( Thursday ):&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today they came later than usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And had a lesson sit in with us for 1 period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, we had like two hours of recess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We totally skipped every single lesson after recess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We left our buddies in the canteen, and Me, Jian, Rach and Coco went to the hall to play the piano, which only i didn't know how.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-___-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then we went to the Music room ( Choir Room ) to rehearse for our performance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Decided to sing Fall For You and only Me, Jian, Pon, Karthik, Maisarah and Coco will be singing with Rachel as the pianist. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, we went looking for Pon's missing shoe, which was eventually found in the dustbin of the girl's toilet. -_____-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then Home we went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fifth Day ( Friday )&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met up with Pon and went to the Jurong East Cultural Hall for National Day Cum Awards Day Celebrations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reached around 7am, and changed to our Full Uniform. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the parade, Pon and me went to change to our school uniform, and we missed some parts of the celebration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thereafter, ate the buffet specially prepared for the UGs. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And met up with the rest and went back to school for the farewell ceremony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Started off with the playing of games. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then realised Jian Rach Karthik Shahirah wasnt inside the AVA room anymore, so i went to the toilet and realised they were bored and decided to come out, so i joined them. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to the Reception room to eat, as Ms Wong was inside. O:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were enjoying until Mrs Anba went to call us back into the room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we had our Farewell Ceremony and we went back home with our buddies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had completely nothing to let him do in the night, so i just let him watch Youtube.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took the idea from Rachel and her buddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As they were watching Youtube, Me, Jian And Rach decided to have conference over the phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't remember what we talked about though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sixth Day ( Saturday ):&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met up with Jian and Rach at JEC's Mac for Breakfast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, i was the earliest. HAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ate Big Breakfast with Iced Latte. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We decided not to follow the group to Vivo and Marina Bay as we thought it would be really crowded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, we met up with the group first, and we went off to Westmall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon reaching Westmall, we went straight upstairs to buy tickets for Journey To The Central Of The World.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the crappiest movie i have ever watched, although the Indians really enjoyed it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the main thing is that they enjoy. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the Cinema, I smsed Maisarah, and she told me they had missing buddies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we were so relieved we didn't tag along with them. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the movie, we somehow decided to go to the Botanical Gardens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took a bus and walked quite long to Botanical Gardens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once we reached we just sat there and slacked for a while as Rachel was too tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Buddies were hungry at the point of time, so we decided to look for the food court.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We walked a very very long way until we found a Cafe, which sold Super Expensive food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i wasn't really hungry, so i didn't eat. Just drank Cappuccino.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After eating, Jian treated us to Fish food! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we just went to the river and fed the fish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the fish-feeding, we left the Botanical Gardens and we just took a bus to Some place, i think Serene Centre, and just slacked there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We kept calling Shahirah if she wanted to meet up for Dinner, but they insisted on going to watch the fireworks, so we decided not to follow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the whole slacking process, we did not know where to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we just told our buddies we're giving them a surprise, and not to ask us where were going when we were staring at the list of buses at a random Bukit Timah Bus stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And suddenly i think Jian mentioned West Coast so we took 2 buses to West Coast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a hell lot of fun. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, Maithreya and Rohit fought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, Me, Rachel And rachel's buddy, Amulya, went to stop the fight and scold them, while Jian Hong was clearing the sand out of his shoe. -_____-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that slacked at Mac's for a while, and went to Bukit Timah's Beauty World for Dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shan't elaborate what happened during dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then i took cab home with my buddy, Rachel, and her buddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At night, had conference with Jian and Rachel again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, went to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Last Day ( Sunday ):&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met up with Jian and Rach at JEC mac again for breakfast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maithreya wanted to buy pens for his Dad, so we took him to Popular.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After buying, we decided to go Science Centre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slacked at the Mac's again for a while, and went outside to play the Playground thing, and saw Pon, Pon's Parents, Karthik, and their buddies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then it started to rain, so we went into the very interesting Gift Shop. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we went inside Science Centre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was really interesting without school bringing us here, bringing us there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, Rohit went missing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Rachel and Jian Hong went looking for Rohit, while i took care of Maithreya and Amulya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily, Before going in, Jian told the three of them if any of them went missing to go back into the shop, and thankfully, they found him there. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then went out to meet them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got a bit lost while coming out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And rohit was cute. He took 50 cents from Jian Hong, and bought a card and gave it to Jian Hong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then decided to lunch at Pizza Hut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So walked back to JEC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we saw Pon they'll again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we ate, and the 3 of us ended up paying $20+ because we had to pay for them too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, we were kind of broke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we realised we were gonna be late, so we ate quickly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when we went downstairs, They bought watches again, and Rohit asked Jian for more money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor Jian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we rushed like mad to their hotel, YWCA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While Jian Hong went to take Rohit's bag, Rachel and i told Mrs Anba about Jian giving him money, so Mrs Anba gave him back the money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then we went to the airport ourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we had a little time to bid farewell with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We said jokes and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And they kinda enjoyed it, and we enjoyed it too. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then it was time they needed to leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We bidded farewell to them for the last time, watched them enter the gate and said Bye for the last time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No tears shed though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went T3 for dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shan't elaborate again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me, Rachel and Jian Hong decided to leave early.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So took the MRT all the way back to Jurong East.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After bathing, had conference with the two of them again, and this time it was 1.5 hours. -___-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we were all sleepy and we went to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday :&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up at 10+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Planned to go out for lunch with Jian and Rach, but Rachel was busy at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doing some house chores. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we cancelled it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we had conference again at 6?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The holiday was so unproductive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't even bring home any work to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't remember if we had conference at night again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too many times i suppose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Through this Twinning Programme, i learnt a lot. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- That we spent so much time at Mac's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I realised i really love Conferencing with the two of them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I really love using iPod than my phone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- How parents feel when children disobey them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And many more, but can't think now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm supposed to be doing my Chem Titration Calculations or My CH project script, or studying for my Geog Test on Friday, or studying for my Chinese test on friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, Ciao. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;i love you.  ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6447105317165921231-5741014374754186851?l=timeis-waiting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeis-waiting.blogspot.com/feeds/5741014374754186851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447105317165921231&amp;postID=5741014374754186851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447105317165921231/posts/default/5741014374754186851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447105317165921231/posts/default/5741014374754186851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeis-waiting.blogspot.com/2008/08/okay-i-should-really-blog-about-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756468526517760703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VZOns5bObKY/SBMC1NchtUI/AAAAAAAAADo/xLT-UYA2SOg/S220/DSC00329.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447105317165921231.post-2615617933596848381</id><published>2008-07-30T20:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T20:40:00.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;div&gt;Feeling the urge to blog, so here i am! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, some of you must have noticed that i had privatised my blog for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now it's open! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realised i didn't find any point in privatising it. O:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I totally flopped my chinese test. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least i passed my math. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL. this is a totally random blog post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, i shall be random.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jian Hong just sms-ed me regarding the india form, which i told him rachel took it, which she lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omfg. I'm like so fucking random right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was a theft in school today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shan't disclose the things missing. ;D ( i'm too lazy )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhhhhh shit. tomorrow's gonna be such a freaking long day with 6 lessons + 1 remedial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wtf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really hate upper sec life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i really appreciate the teachers not giving us much homework nowadays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although there isn't much homework, there still is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I haven't talked to you in days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somehow, i miss talking to you, yet i'm so unbothered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't believe you said those things to someone else about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The trust is fading, and i'm definitely not liking it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey, i hate your JC schedule. I know you do, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i miss talking to you too! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Suddenly we just start to fade away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God really does like to make a fool out of us uh. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have so much to frustrate right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gawd. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6447105317165921231-2615617933596848381?l=timeis-waiting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeis-waiting.blogspot.com/feeds/2615617933596848381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447105317165921231&amp;postID=2615617933596848381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447105317165921231/posts/default/2615617933596848381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447105317165921231/posts/default/2615617933596848381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeis-waiting.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756468526517760703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VZOns5bObKY/SBMC1NchtUI/AAAAAAAAADo/xLT-UYA2SOg/S220/DSC00329.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447105317165921231.post-5075409571840910433</id><published>2008-07-19T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T23:26:40.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like blogging!&lt;br /&gt;but i really don't know what to blog about. Ahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Boring day today.&lt;br /&gt;Told myself to do homework, resulting in none done.&lt;br /&gt;Watched tv and used the computer.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else! Shit me. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, watched Grey's Anatomy today, along side with P.S. I love you and the devil wears prada. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I missed grey's like shit.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for season 5. September 2008.&lt;br /&gt;Yay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, since i have nothing much to blog about, i shall say a good luck to the choir. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck choir! :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Bon Voyage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-___- Okay, if you have actually taken time and effort, you would've realised that i have been crapping throughout this whole blogpost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh! David Cook actually has a pre-idol album!&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know that! O:&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, now i do.&lt;br /&gt;Some of the songs are quite brilliant, like porcelain. (:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks charmaine for writing in on your blog i would be a serious dumb dumb. (:&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Kj for sending me the song. appreciate it. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i have:&lt;br /&gt;1. Amaths Co-ordinate Geometry Written Work&lt;br /&gt;2. Geography Project Research&lt;br /&gt;3. Geography Workbook Exercise&lt;br /&gt;4. Study For Geography CT&lt;br /&gt;5. Physics Worksheet&lt;br /&gt;6. Study Chinese Book -___-&lt;br /&gt;7. Emaths Notes&lt;br /&gt;8. Combined Humanities Essay&lt;br /&gt;9. English Compre + Summary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to complete by next week.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i didn't realise i have so much homework until i actually wrote it out. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don't know what's wrong with my lately.&lt;br /&gt;I'm having occasional mood-swings which are so random and frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;And, i'm so blur today. ):&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's because of today's mood swing?&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda pissed in the morning for God-Knows-What reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it!&lt;br /&gt;4 more weeks or so to my End year exams.&lt;br /&gt;It's like so close.&lt;br /&gt;God, i have to seriously start to mug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, i really miss Mac's Iced latte!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;Which great person can buy it for me? ;D&lt;br /&gt;It's expensive okay. $3.50.&lt;br /&gt;But worth it, to me at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, i have a urge to eat Fruit cake, peach or mango flavoured.&lt;br /&gt;I can like feel it in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;The taste, i mean.&lt;br /&gt;With nuts on the side. haha!&lt;br /&gt;I have an urge to eat peach or mango now. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i am seriously seriously random.&lt;br /&gt;And i've got to say, i am a weird and hysterical guy sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Beware! haha.&lt;br /&gt;I get so weird sometimes, that it even freaks me out. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised, i haven't blogged this length for quite a while already.&lt;br /&gt;And it really feels great blogging long posts. (:&lt;br /&gt;It's like expressing yourself out. ;D&lt;br /&gt;I have this imagination again, of myself working next time.&lt;br /&gt;And it looks great!&lt;br /&gt;( Of course, who would imagine it to be bad. )&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right,&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Sorry, but i'm madly in love with you again.&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/6447105317165921231-5075409571840910433?l=timeis-waiting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeis-waiting.blogspot.com/feeds/5075409571840910433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447105317165921231&amp;postID=5075409571840910433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447105317165921231/posts/default/5075409571840910433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447105317165921231/posts/default/5075409571840910433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeis-waiting.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-feel-like-blogging-but-i-really-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756468526517760703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VZOns5bObKY/SBMC1NchtUI/AAAAAAAAADo/xLT-UYA2SOg/S220/DSC00329.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447105317165921231.post-5849938131553337453</id><published>2008-07-17T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T20:47:30.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm having a sort-of good day i guess? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons were really boring today again. Especially english and CH. couldn't help but kept falling asleep. i even fell asleep during lunch time. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm feeling much better than yesterday already. yaye. (: Well, i figured i have a lot of homework, but now im left with 1. I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But being happy has it's limitations.&lt;br /&gt;Still, there's a part of me not feeling so well.&lt;br /&gt;I really wonder at times, should i give up? and move on.&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm just afraid when i don't love you anymore, because you just seem so close to me. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you walk by my class i can't help to smile, and at the same time hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounds contradict.&lt;br /&gt;But still.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6447105317165921231-5849938131553337453?l=timeis-waiting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeis-waiting.blogspot.com/feeds/5849938131553337453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447105317165921231&amp;postID=5849938131553337453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447105317165921231/posts/default/5849938131553337453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447105317165921231/posts/default/5849938131553337453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeis-waiting.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-having-sort-of-good-day-i-guess-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756468526517760703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VZOns5bObKY/SBMC1NchtUI/AAAAAAAAADo/xLT-UYA2SOg/S220/DSC00329.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447105317165921231.post-3193947848403126046</id><published>2008-07-12T19:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T22:24:30.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been better.</title><content type='html'>As you can see from my title, i've had much better days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was really boring, the lessons and all, but maths was fun. haha.&lt;br /&gt;The National Sports Meet was dead boring. Sit there stone for like hours before doing duty. Seeing the participants run made me feel like running. I love the sound their sprinting shoes made on the cement floors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"clack clack clack". Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The participants can really run! It was really entertaining watching them run, as well as seeing their shirts, shoes, jackets and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i shouldn't be feeling sad.&lt;br /&gt;But still, i don't know why i'm having such random mood swings.&lt;br /&gt;Which of course, isn't good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; somehow, i think i'm changing.&lt;br /&gt;And i'm not even sure if it's a good thing or bad.&lt;br /&gt;Someone enlighten me please.&lt;br /&gt;God, i'm really confused right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired, inside out.&lt;br /&gt;Mentally, physically.&lt;br /&gt;Since people are reading my blog here, let me clarify this.&lt;br /&gt;Please be honest to me next time.&lt;br /&gt;I really appreciate people being honest to me.&lt;br /&gt;Please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm already starting to get over that certain someone.&lt;br /&gt;And i'm not exactly sure if that calls for celebration.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, i think if i do get over that certain someone, i'll change. I'll be a changed person.&lt;br /&gt;Someone, please tell me what to do.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really really confused.&lt;br /&gt;My emotions are mixed.&lt;br /&gt;My feelings are messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks; Blogged on 16th July 2008, 10:23 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thank you, for without you i wouldn't have come this far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;to another someone, please get over it soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i am, i hope you are too.&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/6447105317165921231-3193947848403126046?l=timeis-waiting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeis-waiting.blogspot.com/feeds/3193947848403126046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447105317165921231&amp;postID=3193947848403126046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447105317165921231/posts/default/3193947848403126046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447105317165921231/posts/default/3193947848403126046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeis-waiting.blogspot.com/2008/07/ive-been-better.html' title='I&apos;ve been better.'/><author><name>Nicol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756468526517760703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VZOns5bObKY/SBMC1NchtUI/AAAAAAAAADo/xLT-UYA2SOg/S220/DSC00329.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447105317165921231.post-1402697046398565425</id><published>2008-07-12T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T19:37:23.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VZOns5bObKY/SHiRNErW8JI/AAAAAAAAAEU/z2Gs7JBDFVQ/s1600-h/Turn_Back_Time_by_Shaboboo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222083421716017298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VZOns5bObKY/SHiRNErW8JI/AAAAAAAAAEU/z2Gs7JBDFVQ/s200/Turn_Back_Time_by_Shaboboo.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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really don't know how to carry on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wished that i had the power to turn back time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i could have another chance, to change what i said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot lose you as a friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I simply can't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;This past 2,3 days i kept thinking about you, and i find myself lost, without you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I kept thinking of something which i don't think you would want me to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really do appreciate the reply of my smses, and i really am seeking for your forgiveness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You answer me coldly.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i'm unsure why i'm so affected, but you may know the reason why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want it how it used to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really miss talking to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;-------------------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been emo-ing lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck. I'm having such bad moods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, yesterday's OC was great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NPCC didn't have any casualties. Which is, of course, amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But we stood there quite long, waiting for the minister. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But thankfully all our efforts didn't go to waste. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really like the white scarves and the white gloves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Quote of the day:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pain, you just have to ride it out, hope it goes away on its own, hope the wound that caused it heals. There are no solutions, no easy answers, you just breath deep and wait for it to subside. Most of the time pain can be managed but sometimes the pain gets you where you least expect it. Hits way below the belt and doesn't let up. Pain, you just have to fight through, because the truth is you can't outrun it and life always makes more. - Meredith Grey, Grey's Anatomy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Song of the day:&lt;/span&gt; Dear God - Avenged Sevenfold&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/6447105317165921231-1402697046398565425?l=timeis-waiting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeis-waiting.blogspot.com/feeds/1402697046398565425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447105317165921231&amp;postID=1402697046398565425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447105317165921231/posts/default/1402697046398565425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447105317165921231/posts/default/1402697046398565425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeis-waiting.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-really-dont-know-how-to-carry-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756468526517760703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VZOns5bObKY/SBMC1NchtUI/AAAAAAAAADo/xLT-UYA2SOg/S220/DSC00329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_VZOns5bObKY/SHiRNErW8JI/AAAAAAAAAEU/z2Gs7JBDFVQ/s72-c/Turn_Back_Time_by_Shaboboo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447105317165921231.post-1772350563930470468</id><published>2008-06-28T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T20:18:35.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. I've finally got the mood to blog.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week was a tragic week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't finish my holiday homework, so have to rush this week. kept sleeping late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But sadly, i still couldnt finish it by this week. Mrs Loh is so gonna kill me when i go back to school. In fact, about 3/4 of the class maybe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been thinking a lot. Why does my class always get scolded? Practically every, EVERY teacher scolds us. Haiz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhhhhhhh, Love sucks. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm freaking confused. ahhhhhhhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went for CIP today. BORING. just gave out brochures in the library. And help them sign up for something. Alamak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw lots of people though. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kk, bye. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6447105317165921231-1772350563930470468?l=timeis-waiting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeis-waiting.blogspot.com/feeds/1772350563930470468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447105317165921231&amp;postID=1772350563930470468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447105317165921231/posts/default/1772350563930470468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447105317165921231/posts/default/1772350563930470468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeis-waiting.blogspot.com/2008/06/hello_28.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756468526517760703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VZOns5bObKY/SBMC1NchtUI/AAAAAAAAADo/xLT-UYA2SOg/S220/DSC00329.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447105317165921231.post-4898384452641620001</id><published>2008-06-13T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T14:17:14.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm like freaking happy now. I just got my MacBook yesterday. $1688 + packages, microsoft office, 2 years extended warranty, GST, bla bla, total around $2500+.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the PC show! So many great deals. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You guys should go there sometime too. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my mac. (: It has very very amazing functions. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now i'm using wireless, so i keep getting disconnected from the internet. AH, sucks. HAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, i shall post longer next time ok? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Quote of the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We can’t help ourselves. We see a line, we want to cross it. Maybe it’s the thrill of trading the familiar for the unfamiliar. A sort of personal dare. Only problem is, once you’ve crossed it’s almost impossible to go back. But if you do manage to make it back across that line you find safety in numbers.      - Meredith Grey, Grey's Anatomy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Song of the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;When it all falls apart - The Veronicas.&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/6447105317165921231-4898384452641620001?l=timeis-waiting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeis-waiting.blogspot.com/feeds/4898384452641620001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447105317165921231&amp;postID=4898384452641620001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447105317165921231/posts/default/4898384452641620001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447105317165921231/posts/default/4898384452641620001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeis-waiting.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-like-freaking-happy-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756468526517760703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VZOns5bObKY/SBMC1NchtUI/AAAAAAAAADo/xLT-UYA2SOg/S220/DSC00329.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447105317165921231.post-1961302324572069245</id><published>2008-06-07T21:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T00:47:57.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went to do project with yuxuan and zhuoning. I'm always late. Shit me! We couldn't contact mingrui, so he didnt went. :O&lt;br /&gt;Went to popular to buy stuff first, and then went to yuxuan's house for project. In the end, it somehow became a dota-ing and sleeping session for us. LOL. See, we're slackers. (:&lt;br /&gt;But we still did stuff. The cafe at library sooo ex! Damn. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, people out there, please please help to do a survey. My senior really needs the results for her project work. PLEASE DO IT. &lt;h5 align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;To all those kind souls out there by the age of 13-17, please help me complete this 1 minute survey. Thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5 align="center"&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5 align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.surveymonkey.com/s.aspx?sm=9zOLGdzqpGqLnmHAo4AY7g_3d_3d"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Click Here to take survey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quote of the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Meredith: Human beings need a lot of things to feel alive.&lt;br /&gt;George: Family...&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: Love...&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: Sex.&lt;br /&gt;Derek: But we only need one thing...&lt;br /&gt;Burke: To actually be alive.&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: We need a beating heart.&lt;br /&gt;Addison: When our heart is threatened...&lt;br /&gt;Alex: We respond in one of two ways.&lt;br /&gt;George: We either run...&lt;br /&gt;Burke: Or...&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: We attack.&lt;br /&gt;Chief: There's a scientific term for this:&lt;br /&gt;Alex: Fight...&lt;br /&gt;Addison: Or flight.&lt;br /&gt;Bailey: It's instinct...&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: We can't control it.&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: Or can we? " - Cast of Grey's Anatomy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Song of the day: The time of my life - David cook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6447105317165921231-1961302324572069245?l=timeis-waiting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeis-waiting.blogspot.com/feeds/1961302324572069245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447105317165921231&amp;postID=1961302324572069245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447105317165921231/posts/default/1961302324572069245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447105317165921231/posts/default/1961302324572069245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeis-waiting.blogspot.com/2008/06/hello-today-went-to-do-project-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756468526517760703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VZOns5bObKY/SBMC1NchtUI/AAAAAAAAADo/xLT-UYA2SOg/S220/DSC00329.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447105317165921231.post-4516030153973784927</id><published>2008-06-07T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T22:18:02.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first, I GOT MY EVERLAST SHOES! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like soooooooo happy ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For people out there, for your information, currently, I DO NOT LOVE ANYONE.&lt;br /&gt;Which is good, in a way. Hahaha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, went out today with family. HAHA. they bought XBOX 360 for my bro because it was cheap? Best Denki Ngee Ann opened today, having sale, together with GSS. (: HAHAHA. But i don't really think XBOX 360 is so much of a necessity though. Oh yea, i'm changing my bag with my bro's for a while, perhaps permanantly. :D IM SO HAPPY! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, HAPPY BIRTHDAY EUGENE! (: stay happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, off to watching grey's. Miss it like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quote of the day : " The truth hurts, so we lie " - Meredith Grey, Grey's Anatomy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Song of the day :  Pocketful of sunshine - Natasha Bedingfield.&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/6447105317165921231-4516030153973784927?l=timeis-waiting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeis-waiting.blogspot.com/feeds/4516030153973784927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447105317165921231&amp;postID=4516030153973784927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447105317165921231/posts/default/4516030153973784927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447105317165921231/posts/default/4516030153973784927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeis-waiting.blogspot.com/2008/06/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756468526517760703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VZOns5bObKY/SBMC1NchtUI/AAAAAAAAADo/xLT-UYA2SOg/S220/DSC00329.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447105317165921231.post-5051675315400163801</id><published>2008-06-07T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T00:10:25.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Skin</title><content type='html'>Hello. Officially opening my blog again. (: Thanks karthik for the wonderful skin. HAHA. Remember, keep the tags coming in :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6447105317165921231-5051675315400163801?l=timeis-waiting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeis-waiting.blogspot.com/feeds/5051675315400163801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447105317165921231&amp;postID=5051675315400163801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447105317165921231/posts/default/5051675315400163801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447105317165921231/posts/default/5051675315400163801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeis-waiting.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-skin.html' title='New Skin'/><author><name>Nicol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756468526517760703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VZOns5bObKY/SBMC1NchtUI/AAAAAAAAADo/xLT-UYA2SOg/S220/DSC00329.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
