<?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-29246399</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:33:40.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love &amp; Squalor</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-1664032462170451716</id><published>2007-07-25T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T20:39:19.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows</title><content type='html'>BWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH you know who just died on the 21st?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally stopped being emo about Deathly Hallows and life in general and came back heheh. Just for a while. I feel like ranting a lot now, here, but that would be extremely spoily. But I must! If I waited till August to whine about the crapilogue / astounding number of deaths in &lt;strong&gt;Death&lt;/strong&gt;ly Hallows / saddest Pensieve memory of all time, there wouldn't be ANYBODY weeping with me! GAHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried my eyes out at certain pages but was glad that JK Rowling still managed to insert some humour into this horribly dark book. Deathly Hallows was scary. I mean there were Death Eaters EVERYWHERE. Even in places full of Muggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I'm being, quoting JKR, shockingly indiscreet. But I haven't mentioned any spoilers yet right? Nobody minded to know that there were Death Eaters everywhere, I'm sure of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK here goes. SPOILERZ BELOW:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'After all this time?'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Always,' said Snape.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This part was OMG lar! I burst into fresh tears when I read this bit. This part, and the "&lt;em&gt;Look ... at ... me'&lt;/em&gt;, was really, really touching ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finishing Deathly Hallows I don't think I'll find the energy to reread the previous books again. Nearly every loose end has been tied up, and I don't think I can bear to read about happier times in Harry Potter Land because it just isn't the same reading about certain characters when they were alive, knowing that they are now DEAD. ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love Dumbledore no matter what (: He's forever the wise, happy, kind, wrinkly old man I knew from years ago!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-1664032462170451716?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/1664032462170451716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=1664032462170451716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/1664032462170451716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/1664032462170451716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2007/07/harry-potter-and-deathly-hallows.html' title='Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows'/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-1239585098202596307</id><published>2007-07-20T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T21:44:35.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anton Chekhov</title><content type='html'>A few more hours to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must must must stay away from the Internet. I absolutely &lt;em&gt;have&lt;/em&gt; to finish reading HP7 before some stupid spoiler pop-up tells me that Lupin is a betrayer / Draco Malfoy turns to the good side / Severus Snape is my new best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously! I went to visit a Livejournal HP7 spoiler community as I simply couldn't resist finding out the latest rumours. I was rudely informed that ... nevermind. I hate spoilers. Thank goodness most of them aren't true. I've officially declared war on spoily bookstore employees who can't be trusted with a boxes of Deathly Hallows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGHHH my mum just helpfully offered a spoiler which she'd heard on the news. Thank you mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must forgive me for my incoherence. I love Connor Paolo. Without the curly hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now know why Mr Liw likes Coldplay! When he gleefully announced that he had enjoyed the Coldplay concert last year, I snorted, as I'd only heard Speed of Sound. But I absolutely adore Coldplay now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact I think I'm obssessed with everything starting with the letter C. Coldplay. Connor Paolo. Cheesecakes. And possibly...C-shaped cartilage rings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-1239585098202596307?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/1239585098202596307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=1239585098202596307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/1239585098202596307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/1239585098202596307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2007/07/anton-chekhov.html' title='Anton Chekhov'/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-3113761419267581211</id><published>2007-07-16T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T20:42:21.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Day I Slowly Floated Away</title><content type='html'>OMGZ OOTP is like SFGXGRDT!! can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know why some people thought it was bad. They didn't read the book! My sister was like rather clueless about the plot when she went to watch it with her friends, seeing as she hadn't read OotP beforehand. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, the movie wasn't frighteningly good or anything but it was good enough. Although I hated the fact that they took too many liberties with the original plot from the book.Bahhh. But OMG I can't wait for the sixth movie to come out because Dumbledore will die in it. I am totally going to bring a BOX OF TISSUES there and weep openly and noisily at Dumbledore's funeral and attract the unwanted attention of other movie-goers. And they will go TSK TSK TSK SO EMO FOR WHAT ONLY MOVIE WHAT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-3113761419267581211?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/3113761419267581211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=3113761419267581211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/3113761419267581211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/3113761419267581211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2007/07/one-day-i-slowly-floated-away.html' title='One Day I Slowly Floated Away'/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-2638117772453477175</id><published>2007-07-07T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T14:37:04.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do You Like To Hurt?</title><content type='html'>54th post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was watching Trading Spouses this morning before meeting Serene for lunch. The music from it reminded me of a song I'd only heard like, once, on my ipod. Good thing I remembered the title of the song heheh. I have an excellent memory for useless things. Anyway it was &lt;strong&gt;Lover I Don't Have To Love&lt;/strong&gt; by Bright Eyes which Jane sent to me 10 gazillion years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't like it much at first but now I'm obssessed with it. I've played it 4 times as of now. I also like Flowers In The Window by Travis so I must remember to send it to Jane to thank her for LIDHTL (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway I went to have lunch with Serene &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;. Rich girl wanted to eat sushi but I was too poor so we went to Yoshinoya. Like NOT MUCH CHEAPER LORRRR. Especially since it was a weekend and they didn't have the student's special. My meal cost $8 plus and Serene's $9 plus. Ok so not that bad actually right. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I quizzed her about OBS. She says the best part was kayaking and the worst, hiking. And she told me that they still had one more week to rest before starting school proper - as in they had an entire week of enrichment classes. Lucky peeg! I also want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching HP5 with Ashwini, Jane, Yi Jia and possibly Serene if she isn't going with her NJC friends. However we are not watching on opening day (coming Thursday) but on the Monday after next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I must save up loads of money and stop spending all my money on cheesecakes (latest food obssession) to buy HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY HALLOWS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTC are deathly hallows anyway. I predict that Voldemort and Harry will die and Viktor Krum will buy a Rachael Yamagata album for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-2638117772453477175?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/2638117772453477175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=2638117772453477175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/2638117772453477175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/2638117772453477175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2007/07/do-you-like-to-hurt.html' title='Do You Like To Hurt?'/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-5186722797066346892</id><published>2007-07-01T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T14:09:58.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, My Treacherous Friends</title><content type='html'>Listening to &lt;strong&gt;Hello, My Treacherous Friends&lt;/strong&gt; by Ok Go at the moment. I have no idea why I like it. Honestly. It doesn't sound nice and it doesn't really have a tune and it's not a rap either. But it's a crazy song (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to make a playlist of my favourite songs but decided not to. I'm feeling too lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hui Qi, Kerissa and Jane are coming over at 8.30 IN THE MORNING tomorrow. GUHHHH. I shall remind Jane to call me up when they reach the MRT station so I can wake up and brush my teeth and shower before they arrive at my doorstep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I want the Johnny Depp/Captain Jack Sparrow figurine I saw at Toys R'Us. The big one, not the smaller one with the inaccurately painted facial features.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Get, get, get, get, get over it! :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-5186722797066346892?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/5186722797066346892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=5186722797066346892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/5186722797066346892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/5186722797066346892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello-my-treacherous-friends.html' title='Hello, My Treacherous Friends'/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-618282057648886961</id><published>2007-06-30T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T00:04:33.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Float</title><content type='html'>Somebody says:&lt;br /&gt;I could PIMP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody Else says:&lt;br /&gt;What's PIMPing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody says:&lt;br /&gt;PEE-IN-MY-PANTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I miss 201!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway here are my top 10 favourite-est songs of all time at the moment, in random order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Scientist // Coldplay ♥!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nobody said it was easy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's such a shame for us to part&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nobody said it was easy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one ever said it would be this hard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh take me back to the start&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Won't Be Left // Tegan and Sara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you give all your love &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For a run at the past with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know you're sad &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even though you say that you're not&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know you're scared &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Even though you say that you're not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cathedrals // Jump, Little Children ♥!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The line moves slowly through the numbered gate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Past the mosaic of the head of state&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the cathedrals of New York and Rome&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is a feeling that you should just go home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And spend a lifetime finding out just where that is&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little of Your Time // Maroon 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just need a little of your time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A little of your time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To say the words I never said&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just need a little of your time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A little of your time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To show you that I am not dead&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lie in the Sound // Trespassers William&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am falling, say my name&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'll lie in the sound&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is love, but whatever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart needs around&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title and Registration // Death Cab for Cutie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And now that it's gone it's like it wasn't there at all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And here I rest where disappointment and regret &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Collide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lying awake at night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologize // OneRepublic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd take another chance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take a fall &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take a shot for you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I need you like a heart needs a beat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it's nothing new&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashes // KT Tunstall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know it isn't good&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know you're burning too much wood&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, when you burn out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The twisted irony is&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your ashes come home to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call It Off // Tegan and Sara ♥!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I won't be sad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But in case I go there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To make myself feel bad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's a chance that I'll start to wonder&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If this was the thing to do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ridin' Dirty by Chamillionaire! OMG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-618282057648886961?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/618282057648886961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=618282057648886961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/618282057648886961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/618282057648886961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2007/06/float.html' title='Float'/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-5558230180667328975</id><published>2007-06-30T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T01:29:27.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stranger</title><content type='html'>Went to City Hall with Geelyn to re-film the Chinese video!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate rice with chicken and then a Triple Chocolate Brownie. Went around and filmed a bit before heading home (: Wanted to look in Borders for Lady Friday but didn't ): I shall go to town again soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I was sort of napping on the bus and casually opened my eyes when the bus stopped. And then I saw -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R GIRL INVASION! RAWRRRRRRRRRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were so many of them that you could feel cleverness in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I went out to eat dinner yesterday. Then I took the lift with 2 other men. When the lift door opened I assumed it was the 8th storey so I stepped out with the first man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH. It was actually the 7th floor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the second man noticed that I hadn't meant to get out so he left the lift door open. I didn't go in and pretended that I had business to do on the wrong storey ._. So after the lift went up I quickly leapt over to the other lift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But some disgusting yukky person had chewed some chewing gum and spat it out on the floor. You could tell it was fresh. It was still squishy and pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stepped on it! And it got stuck onto my quite-new-but-not-very-new purple slippers! UGH. I was appropriately disgusted. Tried to get it out by pressing my slippers to the ground and then pulling it them up. With my feet of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A third man approached the lift and I hurriedly stopped being weird. But I think he noticed the long, stretchy string of chewing gum connecting the floor to my slippers everytime I lifted my feet up to walk forward. Guhhhhhhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-5558230180667328975?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/5558230180667328975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=5558230180667328975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/5558230180667328975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/5558230180667328975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2007/06/stranger.html' title='Stranger'/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-8892568414675689431</id><published>2007-06-24T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T22:21:28.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick!</title><content type='html'>Ok this will be a quickie. Have to do my Chinese after this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent $25 on stationery today. I must must must stop spending so much money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway here is a picture I took yesterday evening. I have been obssessed with skies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NcLUs4Wp-18/Rn5882MkzII/AAAAAAAAAAM/bcnBe-8K2n8/s1600-h/23-06-07_1917.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079634814502751362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NcLUs4Wp-18/Rn5882MkzII/AAAAAAAAAAM/bcnBe-8K2n8/s320/23-06-07_1917.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The clouds are very nice right? (: The sun gave them a pinkish glow but it doesn't show in this photograph ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-8892568414675689431?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/8892568414675689431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=8892568414675689431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/8892568414675689431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/8892568414675689431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2007/06/quick.html' title='Quick!'/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_NcLUs4Wp-18/Rn5882MkzII/AAAAAAAAAAM/bcnBe-8K2n8/s72-c/23-06-07_1917.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-8658976473027531562</id><published>2007-06-18T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T19:59:31.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Otto the Ditto</title><content type='html'>Gacked this from &lt;a href="http://judgement92.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bo Dong&lt;/a&gt;, who is down in the doldrums at the moment (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma,Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Esme's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pokejungle.net/?id=other/pokepet"&gt;PokéPet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://pokejungle.net/other/pokepet/Ditto.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otto the level 14 Ditto! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-8658976473027531562?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/8658976473027531562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=8658976473027531562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/8658976473027531562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/8658976473027531562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2007/06/otto-ditto.html' title='Otto the Ditto'/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-5600973731894890725</id><published>2007-06-14T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T22:49:50.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, Monday, Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I tell myself you let me go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't do much today, as usual. ): Wasted lots of time trying to find my Literature worksheet - it was on top of my printer when I last saw it. Tried to make a new layout - and failed miserably. Watched too much TV; in fact, I think I'm going to watch the crappy and nonsensical Hong Kong drama To Get Unstuck in Time after I finish blogging :\ Eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of TV, I watched &lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/My_Name_Is_Earl/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;My Name is Earl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; last night at 11.45pm! I DIDN'T KNOW THAT IT WAS STILL SHOWING LEH! Thank goodness for 8 Days! I absolutely love My Name is Earl. Jason Lee is so funny. Yesterday's episode was about Earl wanting to go back to high school and how his teachers have become losers. Made me miss watching Earl on Saturdays ): Anyway the second season of Ghost Whisperer will be on Ch 5 soon! YAAAAAAY! 22nd June I think. ABOUT TIME too. I already knewwwwwww that Andrea would die and everything in the last episode of Season 1 but I cried anyway. I think I weeped at almost every episode of GW :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'll get to really rest during the chalet stay. I want a break. I think my turtles, my beloved new Dummy book and Jump, Little Children's Cathedrals are the only things stopping me from gasp! jumping into the Aegean Sea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-5600973731894890725?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/5600973731894890725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=5600973731894890725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/5600973731894890725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/5600973731894890725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2007/06/monday-monday-monday.html' title='Monday, Monday, Monday'/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-7416301434515462654</id><published>2007-06-10T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T21:42:16.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ain't That A Kick In The Head (:</title><content type='html'>OMG YAY :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Ashwini's house for a movie marathon on Monday, went out shopping at Marina Square with Iris and Yuting on Tuesday, went out shopping at Vivocity with Jane on Wednesday, did Greenwave on Thursday, slept and rotted on Friday and went out shopping at Vivocity AGAIN on Saturday with Iris, parents and sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO this week I've acquired 3 new books: Astronomy for Dummies, World History for Dummies and The Odyssey by Homer :D ! Didn't plan to get World History for Dummies or The Odyssey, but since my mother was in a super generous mood I decided to take advantage of her good mood and the 20% discount at Page One. Bought lots of other things, including presents for the June babies (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother's cheerful mood continued all the way till nighttime when she agreed to let my sister have her own line ( something my sister has wanted for &lt;em&gt;ages&lt;/em&gt; ). So we went to Causeway Point after dinner and went to the Singtel shop to get the spoiled brat her line and my new handphone heh heh. I'd decided on a Razr V3xx or something at first but my mother FORGOT TO BRING HER IC so we had to come back on another day -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my Razr V6 maxx today! Spent an hour fiddling with it before cleaning my room. I'm too obssessed with it :\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-7416301434515462654?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/7416301434515462654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=7416301434515462654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/7416301434515462654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/7416301434515462654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2007/06/aint-that-kick-in-head.html' title='Ain&apos;t That A Kick In The Head (:'/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-4118804743200140191</id><published>2007-06-01T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T12:30:53.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilty As Charged</title><content type='html'>This layout reminds me of toilet bowls ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's already Friday and I still have a HUGE pile of undone homework sitting peacefully on my desk. I worked a little on Monday - because Serene came over and helped me stay away from my evil computer -and on Wednesday. Spent the entire Tuesday and Thursday rotting away doing nothing. I must must must get back to my A Math after blogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to work on another major project this holiday, but I don't think I'll have the time. Grrrrr. Last December I had fun making my Vala Thorsteinsson layout. It consisted of 50+ Photoshop layers. I remember working late into the night and then feeling super glad when I finally finished it. I feel so uninspired now. Hmpf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This line sounds familiar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have forced my mum to give me money to buy Astronomy for Dummies. I really really really really want it. Even though I think it'll end up sitting quietly somewhere just like my Physics one :\ I hope to get J.D Salinger's Nine Stories and Garth Nix's Lady Friday &lt;em&gt;ifffff&lt;/em&gt; I have the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway some stupid dumbdumb is stealing my sendspace bandwidth thing. He ( I shall assume that he is a male ) is super kiasu and downloads ONE GB of stuff the moment 24 hours are over. How do I know this? Because I'm super kiasu too and went to sendspace early in the morning and late in the night and even in the evening &lt;em&gt;heheh&lt;/em&gt;. But I always get the 'You have exceeded your daily 1GB limit' message even though I haven't downloaded anything. Pffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have decided to save up my own money and buy the new Tegan and Sara CD when it comes out in July. They say it's good. Better be! $18.90 leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: Listening to 'The Con' now. It's nice! Though a little different from the usual t&amp;amp;s (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-4118804743200140191?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/4118804743200140191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=4118804743200140191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/4118804743200140191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/4118804743200140191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2007/06/no-more-fish-please.html' title='Guilty As Charged'/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-860331496885172515</id><published>2007-05-29T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T11:06:47.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Selfish, Jealous, Insecure &amp; Irrelevant</title><content type='html'>Hmmmm this song totally sums up ... nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trespassers William - Lie In The Sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you more than I should&lt;br /&gt;So much more than is good for me&lt;br /&gt;More than is good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the timing is cruel&lt;br /&gt;Oh I need and don't want to need&lt;br /&gt;More than I should&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am falling, say my name&lt;br /&gt;And I'll lie in the sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is love, but whatever&lt;br /&gt;My heart needs around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my sheet is so thin&lt;br /&gt;So I say I can't sleep because&lt;br /&gt;It's so very cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh but I know what I need&lt;br /&gt;And if you were just near to me&lt;br /&gt;Would you go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am falling, say my name&lt;br /&gt;And I'll lie in the sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is love, but whatever&lt;br /&gt;My heart needs around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am falling, say my name&lt;br /&gt;And I'll lie in the sound&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-860331496885172515?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/860331496885172515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=860331496885172515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/860331496885172515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/860331496885172515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2007/05/selfish-jealous-insecure-irrelevant.html' title='The Selfish, Jealous, Insecure &amp; Irrelevant'/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-1031202579334840993</id><published>2007-05-28T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T18:15:05.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Water Bottle</title><content type='html'>Went out for lunch with Serene Chew Weiying today! I forced her to go to Horizon heheh. After eating we walked around Causeway Point and hunted for my new slippers. Went to Check but I was too poor to afford the $39.90 pair of green-gold flip-flops I wanted. Ughhhh. Ended up in Royal Sporting House and! Serene found her birthday present and I found my purple slippers there :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attention! Attention! Serene wants a &lt;strong&gt;WATER BOTTLE&lt;/strong&gt; for her birthday present! It's 15 dollars ok. So if three people share the cost, each one of us would have to pay $5. A small improvement from our cheapo one-dollar-per-person presents! I'm so proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane is going to Indonesia tomorrow. I'm always stuck in Small Singapore ): ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-1031202579334840993?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/1031202579334840993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=1031202579334840993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/1031202579334840993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/1031202579334840993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2007/05/water-bottle.html' title='Water Bottle'/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-3848843632469919692</id><published>2007-05-26T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T13:21:48.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Jealous Quantum Mechanics</title><content type='html'>Hmmmm it's the June Holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much homework to do, and I especially dread the stupid Chinese video thing. I cannot afford to rot in front of the computer playing games like I have for the past two years. I must at least complete some of the homework before Rush Homework Day, also known as the 24th of June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for a Supernova talk at NUSHS on ...Wednesday. Didn't want to go at first but it turned out to be quite interesting. (: the nushers are so smart I couldn't even understand the Science experiment posters which they'd plastered all over the walls. Found 'ħ' in one of their crazy formulas - I have since found out that it represents the reduced Planck constant, whatever that is. Clap clap (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on Thursday, Jane, Yi Jia, Serene Chew Weiying and I went to watch Pirates of the Caribbean at Lot 1. It was enjoyable but the plot was like super confusing - one moment they were in Singapore and then at this icy place and then at the end of the world and then at some unidentified island and then at Shipwreck Cove. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH stupid iTunes just tricked me into making it my default music player. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was looking through the yearbook just now. All the pictures in it are like so embarrassing! The photos made me happy :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-3848843632469919692?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/3848843632469919692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=3848843632469919692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/3848843632469919692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/3848843632469919692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2007/05/jealous-quantum-mechanics.html' title='The Jealous Quantum Mechanics'/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-7845689393912410617</id><published>2007-05-17T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T22:44:09.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ships</title><content type='html'>YAYYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mood improved considerably after I downloaded like 50 million songs off the Internet. Ok, it was actually 12 individual songs + 2 Regina Spektor albums! Shhhhhh don't tell anybody. No more listening to crappy quality concert versions! Wanted to download like another 20 million more but I'd already reached the 1 GB limit. ): Stupid Sendspace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed my layout again! It's another dead ugly one but I wanted to bring my links and tagboard back. I finished this in 3 hours. Love HTML (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm. I know why I've been feeling so useless! I haven't done anything fun this year.  Jane and I definitely HAVE to do OM next year. Astro is fine and I'm very glad that they've accepted us but I just feel totally stupid in it. I'm not contributing anything at all. The poor Astro dears have to babysit us during the sessions. ): I like being able to laugh loudly and work on projects and having Spontaneous Round practices. I like cutting balsa wood and watching crazy members burn and toss the discarded sticks into the sink, much to the annoyance of the lab attendants! I like listening to ghost stories and writing scripts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's why we MUST force Mdm Yu to let us do OM next year. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAHHH. Sorry for changing the subject so abruptly but I'd like to announce that my IPOD IS MISSING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY IPOD! IS MISSING! Gone for 4 days! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-7845689393912410617?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/7845689393912410617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=7845689393912410617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/7845689393912410617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/7845689393912410617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2007/05/ships.html' title='Ships'/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-5404402159972781531</id><published>2007-05-14T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T21:35:45.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG Blogger is being such a pain. The only reason why I'm not using my Livejournal is because I can't make LJ layouts. Yay new layout. Yay to ugly html coding. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lying awake and I thought: "I'm not happy, I'm not happy." Just like Montag. Right now I feel so stupid and uninspired and useless and bleargh. I feel like a disgusting bar of half-used soap which got stuck on the sink and which nobody bothered lifting up and throwing away because there's something green and mouldy growing on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've decided to do things which make me &lt;i&gt;happy&lt;/i&gt;. Like reading crappy books and listening to bright, poppish music and writing long emails to Vidhi. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to post anything here until I feel much better. Nobody wants to listen to an emo kid! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahbahbahbah exams are over and I scored a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;large&gt;F&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/large&gt;antastic grade for Physics Mid-Year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;small&gt;And I thought: how fitting!&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know you&lt;br /&gt;And you won't even know I'm gone&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-5404402159972781531?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/5404402159972781531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=5404402159972781531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/5404402159972781531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/5404402159972781531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2007/05/omg-blogger-is-being-such-pain.html' title=''/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-9079274904203661792</id><published>2007-04-27T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T15:36:16.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birds</title><content type='html'>I'm so happy today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting for bus 912 after a wonderful lunch with Jane and Yi Jia. I was staring at the cumulonimbus clouds or something when I noticed a bunch of pretty egrets fly past. The egrets were bright white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then when I got home I heard this strange squawking sound. I thought that there was some strange bird up in the tree above me but there wasn't one. Then as I neared my flat I saw what was making that noise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A DUCK! :D :) !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very big, like a mallard. Maybe it is one. It's the kind with some green feathers on its wings. It just stood around and started poking its beak into the grass. I stood there like a stupid goondoo and stared at it for a while before going back into the void deck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm I think I'm very selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmpfh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-9079274904203661792?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/9079274904203661792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=9079274904203661792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/9079274904203661792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/9079274904203661792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2007/04/birds.html' title='Birds'/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-1384933985127911507</id><published>2007-04-13T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T00:15:39.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loser's Lurgy</title><content type='html'>Hmmm I'm a bit too obssessed. Anyway it's BPians not BPers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind. Yesterday we went to watch the Volleyball match at Toa Payoh Stadium. Stole some of Kerissa's potato chips before deciding to buy my own after the match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports Day today. Gave Eugene his present. It's like the most expensive one we bought this year I think, except for Zhengwei's. I hope this means that we are becoming less cheapo (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow Jane, Izza and I will be going to ACS to watch the OM Finals, since we aren't able to PARTICIPATE in it. Guhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 competitive events in 3 days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-1384933985127911507?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/1384933985127911507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=1384933985127911507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/1384933985127911507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/1384933985127911507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2007/04/losers-lurgy.html' title='Loser&apos;s Lurgy'/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-9005478818801654968</id><published>2007-04-04T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T22:31:42.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Off Day!</title><content type='html'>Blehhhh I've no idea why I'm so free these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I do! It's because I got kicked out of the VJC Quiz thing, having scored a SINGLE DIGIT mark. I wouldn't have minded so much if the paper was upon 10, but alas! 32 MCQs and 6 Structured Questions = approximately 50 marks. Guhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shan't feel sad about this, because I'm now extremely free! Ashwini Patil kindly pointed out to me that I only have ONE sub-CCA. Also, I had 1 debate, 1 Biology SPA to prepare for and I was recovering from the previous night's disaster ( my handphone ended up in the washing machine and died because of all the WATER! ) so I'm not to blame for doing so badly. Right? Right? Hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have speaktoomuchandtoolouditis. I annoyed Jane and everybody today with my loud and incessant talking and ridiculous joke about amino acids. I'm so, so  sorry! Maybe speaktoomuchandtoolouditis is a nervous tic. I get nervous when -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane tells me that I should just keep quiet when I'm grumpy and try to cool down a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have borrowed a few books from the library and I hope that they'll distract me and help me keep my mouth shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Greece as much as I love Russia. My favourite cartoon was Hercules and my favourite names are Iphigenia and Clytemnestra, which are Grecian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've just found out from Wikipedia that Iphigenia is the name of an asteroid too! How lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'What's gone and what's past help&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Should be past grief'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;William Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The Winter's Tale&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/29246399-9005478818801654968?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/9005478818801654968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=9005478818801654968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/9005478818801654968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/9005478818801654968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2007/04/off-day.html' title='Off Day!'/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-1281671716150192112</id><published>2007-04-02T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T21:00:55.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>Hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm becoming like Mildred. Mildred Montag. I try to busy myself with pointless things. When bad stuff happen I just go to sleep and hope that when I wake up things will get better. Then I try not to think about it until I have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I talk plenty of rubbish that doesn't make sense. After making a nonsensical statement I laugh and then sulk. Guhhhhhh. LIKE NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the people around me are irritated by my rubbishness. I'm so sorry. I hope I'll get cured soon and stop telling people to have fun during a test and stop wishing people a happy holiday TWO weeks after school has reopened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a stupid haircut yesterday. Bleh. Hopefully it'll grow out soon. It's causing me a lot of anguish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Serene in NJC there's nobody to accompany me for lunch. I remember that we went out to eat practically everyday during the EOYs last year. As a result, one of us got 5th in the level but the other got kicked out of the HCL stream. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-1281671716150192112?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/1281671716150192112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=1281671716150192112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/1281671716150192112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/1281671716150192112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title='):'/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-7744377160509000798</id><published>2007-03-16T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T21:37:03.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE HEYMAAAAATH</title><content type='html'>OMG so retarded can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to do my Heymath online test 37 seconds ago, but when I tried to access the stupid paper it said that I'd already completed it and that I scored a brilliant TWO OUT OF TWENTYTWO marks. Somemore it was 2 marks, not zero, which is the expected score if one hasn't attempted the paper. And the questions I got right were questions 9 and 12. So random! I went to check and apparently I did the paper at 8.21pm today. At 8.21pm I was still having my dinner of seafood mushroom soup and an unknown meat! At 8.21pm I was still discussing the murder of a Qi Zhendong in the 7 o'clock show! Grrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for being so agitated, but GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-7744377160509000798?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/7744377160509000798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=7744377160509000798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/7744377160509000798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/7744377160509000798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-hate-heymaaaaath.html' title='I HATE HEYMAAAAATH'/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-7130611270221998649</id><published>2007-03-10T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T15:30:50.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bootlickers</title><content type='html'>Blehhhhhh what a horrible month. I got &lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;s for E Math and English, and I failed my Chinese Common Test. Express Chinese also cannot pass, no wonder they kicked me out of the HCL stream. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cheer myself up I went to Popular to buy stationery. I spent $40 plus on pens, correction tapes, erasers, foolscap paper, files and highlighters (: I absolutely LOVE choosing/buying stationery. I have tons and tons of unused pens and pencils and rulers at home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been obssessed with all things Russian these days. First was Leo Tolstoy's Anna Karenina, then Anton Chekhov's short stories, then Russian Vogue, then Vala Thorsteinsson, and now the Cyrillic alphabet. I've been looking for this red/blue shoulder bag with russian/cyrillic letters printed across it in white. If you know where I can buy it, tell me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the school holiday I'll:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Sort out my papers, past assignments, notes etc&lt;br /&gt;2) Clear room&lt;br /&gt;3) Try to improve my E Math &amp; English &amp;amp; Chinese&lt;br /&gt;4) Rest well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 4 isn't possible with 1,2 and 3 but I'll put it there anyway. Enjoy your holidays!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-7130611270221998649?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/7130611270221998649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=7130611270221998649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/7130611270221998649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/7130611270221998649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2007/03/bootlickers.html' title='Bootlickers'/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-3863710962030336120</id><published>2007-02-13T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T20:56:00.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazybum</title><content type='html'>There are so many random things I'd like to say! Shall pick out the more important ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK firstly, I have a new CCA! It's Astronomy. All the people in Astro are so smart. They can tell which star is which just by looking at the stars positions in the sky! Went for the selection test on Monday, which was totally ridiculous because I only knew how to do one question out of 50 multiple-choice ones and I left the entire long-answer question segment blank. :\ So rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Yi Jia's birthday/Valentine's Day tomorrow! Jane, Ashwini and I have already bought Yi Jia her present (: Serene passed her gift to Jane some time back. So thoughtful right? It's also very expensive, according to Jane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll continue rambling later. I haven't done my History homework ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-3863710962030336120?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/3863710962030336120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=3863710962030336120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/3863710962030336120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/3863710962030336120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2007/02/lazybum.html' title='Lazybum'/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-116912467942725965</id><published>2007-01-18T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T20:51:19.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If It Was You</title><content type='html'>UHHHCHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mouth tastes of iron plus yuck. I'm so glad that there won't be any more tooth extractions. My left should feels terribly sore now and I'm wasting my time typing rubbish. I'm so sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to change my layout. I want to include a wishlist! Since I'm too lazy to change my template I'll just type my wishlist here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY WISHLIST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) AN IPOD (Everyone sitting at my row has an MP3 player. Therefore I must have one too)&lt;br /&gt;2) UVB lamp for my turtles&lt;br /&gt;3) Walk The Line Soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;a class="link2" onmouseover="window.status='View product details'; return true" onmouseout="window.status='IKEA :: Infant &amp; Toddler Furniture &amp;amp; Accessories'; return true" href="http://www.ikea.com.sg/products/product_display.asp?id=2832"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;KORALL ROCKA blanket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) The Beatrice Letters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd also like to have OM restored as a CCA, straight and perfect teeth by tomorrow, a pond in my house for my turtles to swim in and a nice big bathtub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm going to stomp around the house demanding for all these things. Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-116912467942725965?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/116912467942725965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=116912467942725965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/116912467942725965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/116912467942725965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2007/01/if-it-was-you.html' title='If It Was You'/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-116798417518660264</id><published>2007-01-05T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T16:02:55.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DURNT Start</title><content type='html'>My first weekend off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think that being in Secondary 3 would be this hard, but it is! I reach home feeling drained and bothered. I'm praying for a train to come and take me back to 201/2006. Please send one, God, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I misssssss 201. And OM. And HMT, but to a much lesser extent I guess. I'm just grieving about my lost bonus marks. I should have worked harder when I was in kindergarten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-116798417518660264?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/116798417518660264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=116798417518660264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/116798417518660264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/116798417518660264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2007/01/durnt-start.html' title='DURNT Start'/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-116754640420799427</id><published>2006-12-31T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T14:26:44.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New Year Resolutions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Stop being late for everything&lt;br /&gt;2) Spend less money on food&lt;br /&gt;3) Spend less time using the computer&lt;br /&gt;4) Procrastinate less&lt;br /&gt;5) Stop feeling sorry for myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah. Sundays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-116754640420799427?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/116754640420799427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=116754640420799427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/116754640420799427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/116754640420799427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2006/12/2007.html' title='2007'/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-116670983406785336</id><published>2006-12-21T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T22:03:54.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Separators Suck</title><content type='html'>Bahhh I'm listening to Christmas carols now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back from Kuala Lumpur on Sunday. It wasn't very fun there ):  I took a KTM train there and back. I thought the movies they played were superrrrr old ones but a quick check on the Internet told me that they were all recent. The films just &lt;em&gt;looked&lt;/em&gt; ancient. I remember that there were 2 Agatha Christie movies and one called Duma. I only watched Duma (halfway, but &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt;) , because Alexander Michaeletos is the most adorable South-African actor ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my parents have decided to let me get braces. The orthodontist put the separators/spacers in my back molars on Tuesday, to prepare my teeth for the actual braces. I was in helluva! pain on Tuesday and Wednesday but it's now reduced to a dull ache. I still can't bite with my back teeth though, so I'm eating gooey food like half-boiled eggs and porridge and mashed potatoes. I can't imagine life with the actual braces on :\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-116670983406785336?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/116670983406785336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=116670983406785336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/116670983406785336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/116670983406785336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2006/12/separators-suck.html' title='Separators Suck'/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-116521408612725948</id><published>2006-12-04T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T14:34:46.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cookies!</title><content type='html'>I went to Iris's house to have lunch yesterday! They have a new organ. As in keyboard, not body part. Heheh. My turtles will be at Iris's house from the 14th to the 18th, because my family will be in KL then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway late last night I had a sudden craving for baked foods. So my sister and I took out the recipe book, butter, sugar, eggs and flour and made cookies. It was hard work, but the table was less messy than it was during our previous baking session. We ended up with some extra batter and a very full tray. My sister added cocoa powder to her half of the cookies while I added vanilla essence and cinnamon powder to mine (: The cookies spent about 22 minutes in the oven. I ate most of them last night and the rest this morning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-116521408612725948?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/116521408612725948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=116521408612725948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/116521408612725948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/116521408612725948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2006/12/cookies.html' title='Cookies!'/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-116464050509146319</id><published>2006-11-27T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T13:15:25.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Maid</title><content type='html'>My Dad bought white chocolate home for us today! It's the family-sized kind, and I've polished off about 1/8 of it. The other 7/8 of it will disappear mysteriously tomorrow morning ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister has been acting rather strangely. She stays up till 2 something in the morning smsing and hides her phone away when someone approaches her. So I borrowed her handphone and checked her inbox on the pretext of playing the car-racing game in it. Heheh well super detective Pooka made a &lt;em&gt;startling&lt;/em&gt; discovery then, that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must interrupt to share with you all an interesting tidbit I found on the internet. Did you know that the word 'startling' stays a proper English word even if you take away a letter from it 8 times? As in: 'starting', 'staring', 'string', 'sting', 'sing', 'sin', 'in' then 'I'! LOL! Ok I shall desist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok well my sister has a boyfriend. And she's 2 years younger than I am! But the boy is shorter than her - I checked her class picture. And she sends horrid smses like 'you are so sweet. muackz' and calls him 'dar'. Shudder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-116464050509146319?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/116464050509146319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=116464050509146319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/116464050509146319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/116464050509146319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2006/11/old-maid.html' title='Old Maid'/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-116453649849165637</id><published>2006-11-26T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T22:54:33.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spider Veins</title><content type='html'>I went to a wedding dinner yesterday and reached home really late at night. Worked worked worked on the computer until nearly 3 in the morning before going to bed. Woke up at 11 plus this morning and then went back to sleep at around 1pm after having my breakfast. Woke up 3 hours later, at 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UUUUGGGGGGHHHH I'm a Snorlax ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-116453649849165637?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/116453649849165637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=116453649849165637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/116453649849165637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/116453649849165637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2006/11/spider-veins.html' title='Spider Veins'/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-116358901697288846</id><published>2006-11-15T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T19:10:17.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just came back from KFC a while ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus ride there was uneventful. But I regret having scratched my leg when I got off the bus, because when I turned around there were 2 Singapore American School students riding their bikes, a girl and an excessively good-looking boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I ordered the new $5.95 fish meal! (: It tasted quite ok, but the fish was ridiculously small and they only gave me two packets of tartar sauce! Guhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so intent on eating that I didn't realise that there was a big argument going on beside me. Halfway through my meal I looked up and saw an agitated youth threatening a KFC person. He kept moving his hands angrily and shoved the poor woman a couple of times. By that time lots of people were staring. I thought the boy would swear, but he didn't. I realised later that he was from the Singapore School for the Deaf (he was wearing his school uniform) and could only communicate using sign language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The manager came out and tried to stop the youth from hitting the woman. I didn't dare to look, so I carried on eating nervously. Several men were standing outside, prepared to help the manager if things went out of control. The boy's friends left the outlet too. They huddled around the entrance. The boy looked really angry and kept putting his handphone to his ear. They left after awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought cheese fries to eat at home and walked all the way back to my block after that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-116358901697288846?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/116358901697288846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=116358901697288846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/116358901697288846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/116358901697288846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2006/11/just-came-back-from-kfc-while-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-116334141394282961</id><published>2006-11-12T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T22:23:34.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Tweaks Later</title><content type='html'>I am so sorry for making everyone put up with my long hiatus! I was going to post an update when school ended but I was too busy playing/watching Pokemon - yes, I still do those stuff - and making new layouts. I spent about a week making my current one (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways in my absence I ... ... sat for my End-of-Years, got my report book, chose my stream, sat for a HCL retest aaaaaannnd &lt;strong&gt;spent two days at the class chalet!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun during my time at the chalet and the only bad part about it all was that I didn't get enough sleep. Thank God I brought Blibble along. I roamed around the place with him like a zombie in the mornings. The best meal I had there was probably the chicken soup that some of the Crashcoursers cooked. I drank two bowls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going  off to eat some bread!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-116334141394282961?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/116334141394282961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=116334141394282961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/116334141394282961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/116334141394282961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2006/11/few-tweaks-later.html' title='A Few Tweaks Later'/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-115850380860220467</id><published>2006-09-17T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T22:36:48.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a great post-birthday celebration today! I'm going to thank everyone who've turned up today: Ashwini, Eugene, Huan Ghee, Jane, Jian Kai, Yi Jia, Yu Hui and Zhengwei :D Thank you guys for the wonderful presents and food and party. And bright sugar for Jane &amp; Yi Jia for hosting it. I've been a terrible birthday kid - groaning about unhappy things and arriving one and a half hours late. I'm really sorry! And thanks once again for the food and presents and party! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I woke up today and found that I'd developed a sort of double eyelid for my left eye. I was really pleased because I thought that it was a birthday present from God! Well it went away after awhile and I kept prodding my eyelid to get it back. It's gone now, unfortunately. I'm thinking of getting those double eyelid tapes that create temporary double eyelids. I've heard that they sell them at Daiso, that Japanese department store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this post sound familiar? I pasted the stuff I wrote in my latest LJ entry here, sorry North Carolina! -_- I like using LiveJournal more now and I feel like closing this Blogger account. Although I know I'll just open another one again when I'm in the mood. :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-115850380860220467?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/115850380860220467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=115850380860220467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115850380860220467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115850380860220467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-had-great-post-birthday-celebration.html' title=''/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-115832853455418088</id><published>2006-09-15T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T21:55:34.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't posted here for quite some time - been spending time with my Livejournal. I'm obssessed with it; I keep checking my userinfo over and over again even though nothings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to &lt;strong&gt;It Ain't Me Babe&lt;/strong&gt; for the millionth time. I absolutely love it to bits, it's sung by Joaquin Phoenix and Reese Witherspoon. Yes it's from Walk the Line :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember hearing Tyler Hilton's When It Comes on Yahoo Music once. I searched frantically for it on the Internet immediately after hearing the song. I spent the next 5 hours listening to it. Well not really, hahaha. I'm such a sucker for country music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for all my recent crappy posts. I've been posting just for the sake of posting. I'll find something fun to talk about soon, hopefully! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-115832853455418088?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/115832853455418088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=115832853455418088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115832853455418088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115832853455418088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-havent-posted-here-for-quite-some.html' title=''/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-115781927678081567</id><published>2006-09-10T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T00:30:55.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First up I'd like to apologise to everyone I've let down today: Jane, Eugene and Yi Jia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry that I've been such a terrible group member/friend today! I delayed and messed about and didn't turn up...I'm truly and sincerely sorry for being such a jerk...I'll make up for it, I promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note I downed 800ml of Meiji milk in one go, along with a McSpicy burger a few days ago. It was a terrible combination. I got a tummyache and my digestive system practically died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 12.23am now and I'm still online, heh. I'm in therapy now....and therapy means listening to music and doing quizzes 'cause I'm stuck in a freaking whirlwind. Time to slow down. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-115781927678081567?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/115781927678081567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=115781927678081567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115781927678081567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115781927678081567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2006/09/first-up-id-like-to-apologise-to.html' title=''/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-115744686957970963</id><published>2006-09-05T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T17:01:10.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to Causeway Point to watch &lt;strong&gt;The Devil Wears Prada&lt;/strong&gt; yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't reach the cinema in time to catch the 12.55 show so we bought tickets for the show at 3.05 instead. That movie was one of the most enjoyable ones I've ever watched! Worth my $6.50, hehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot of the movie was a little different from the book's, but I found the movie's version more interesting. Meryl Streep played the part of Miranda Priestly really well - she made Anne Hathaway seem like a secondary character. I feel like watching the movie agaaaain, hahaha. I have also decided to become a fashion-designer-pirate-secret-agent. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shizzz I have to put my fabulous careers on hold though - I need to finish my homework before the holidays end. I've done practically &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nothing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; since last Saturday ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-115744686957970963?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/115744686957970963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=115744686957970963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115744686957970963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115744686957970963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2006/09/went-to-causeway-point-to-watch-devil.html' title=''/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-115708668211087022</id><published>2006-09-01T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T12:58:52.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's Teachers' Day today, North Carolina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up and played the piano for a little while before I realised that my neighbour from upstairs was practising too. &lt;em&gt;That&lt;/em&gt; neighbour &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; plays the piano while or immediately after I do. And he (I'm guessing it's a male) will play the songs I've been playing, only that he plays them much better than I do. Like after I learnt how to play &lt;em&gt;La Cumparsita&lt;/em&gt;, he started playing it on his piano, and I have to admit: he was good. I learnt this song called &lt;em&gt;Mariage D'Amour&lt;/em&gt; and my neighbour took ages to get the tune right, but he played it very well in the end. Ughhhh. I wish he'd just play his stupid classical pieces and leave me and my piano alone. Please, dear neighbour, or I'll set my turtles loose in your house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK well I'm going to talk about yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan was this: Watch Teacher's Day performance, eat food prepared for Food Delight, visit old primary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was extremely worried about the nuggets I'd prepared for Food Delight. They were fried the day before, unlike Jane's and Yi Jia's snacks. The nuggets were probably so soggy and cold that noone wanted to touch them. My fears were unfounded, though - people didn't mind eating them. Yay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went back to our primary school to see our teachers and old friends. Many of them turned up and all of us were gawping at how tall X was and how pimply Y was and how skinny Z had become. We all trooped to Causeway. It became a rather unpleasant reunion from that point onwards, though we did cheer up at them end, while at McDonalds. Shirley was the most humorous and we all had fun listening to her talk about St. Nicholas (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-115708668211087022?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/115708668211087022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=115708668211087022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115708668211087022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115708668211087022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-teachers-day-today-north-carolina.html' title=''/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-115656604671290848</id><published>2006-08-26T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T12:20:46.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanted to post this last night but Blogger was being ridiculously slow so I gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having loads of fun with Photoshop lately, creating amatuerish Livejournal icons. I now have five icons, including the purple rainbow one I did ages ago. (: I feel like making a new Blogger layout but I think I'll leave that for after the End-of-Years. There's so much to revise and I haven't started yet. Shizzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new Livejournal, &lt;a href="http://thursdaysdawn.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;thursdaysdawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I used to be at squishedplum, but I wanted to start over. Add me there ifyou have an LJ! I only have, like, 5 friends. So add me! And all my posts so far are public, so visit if you have the time! My latest entry is about the orals. Goooo see it. Ok the shameless advertising stops here :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-115656604671290848?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/115656604671290848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=115656604671290848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115656604671290848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115656604671290848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-wanted-to-post-this-last-night-but.html' title=''/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-115616991454536088</id><published>2006-08-21T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T22:36:34.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Skip the long chunks if you don't like whining. Heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"It's sad isn't it? I think the Baudelaires are getting older, and one of the sad facts about getting older is that you've always thought of yourself and people you know as righteous and true and the people you dislike as evil. The older you get the more muddy that water becomes."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok if you're curious - the Baudelaires are the main characters in &lt;em&gt;A Series of Unfortunate Events&lt;/em&gt;. I've read the books in the series and I've enjoyed them immensely. The last book is coming out two months later on Friday the 13th. The publishers do this to keep up with the 'unfortunate' theme running in the books. All together now: how... lame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways the Baudelaires have been running away from this evil guy called Count Olaf who keeps trying to kill them so that he can inherit their fortune. Then they find out that Olaf's own parents may have been killed by their own parents, Mr. and Mrs. Baudelaire. And I think ... I think that they're going to kill Olaf in the last book, though by accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entire affair has made me wonder if I'm doing my best at being a good person. When I was younger I played pranks on others with my friend Iris, but they were harmless kinds -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(At this point of time I would like to apologise to Bo Dong and the rest of you whom we've pulled the pranks on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pranks were purely played for fun and to annoy people. And we published little magazines for people to read. We'd write articles which poked fun at the teachers and people we didn't like - but those were written tongue-in-cheek and we didn't print them to make people feel bad. Except for that one incident with the autograph book... but most of the stuff we did was (were?) done innocently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I liked helping around 'cause it was a good and happy thing to do. Nowadays I grumble (albeit silently) when I'm in a bad mood and people ask me for simple favours. I talk behind people's backs sometimes and I behave cruelly to people I don't like by setting up complex schemes and lying. I'm disgusted with myself when I do those things 'cause they're &lt;em&gt;wrong&lt;/em&gt;. They're wrong, they're wrong and they're wrong and I don't know why I'm such a terrible person ) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to be forgiven for all my sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad that's over arentcha? :/ I think I'd explode if I didn't write all that out, so thank you all for bearing with me. And just for the record I'm not entirely evil. So don't worry when I'm being happy and go &lt;em&gt;She's pretending! She's pretending!&lt;/em&gt; 'cause I'm happy most of the time ... just not today. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok and if you have a Livejournal please take squishedplum off from your F list and add me - I'm &lt;strong&gt;thursdaysdawn. &lt;/strong&gt;Thank yoooou! :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-115616991454536088?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/115616991454536088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=115616991454536088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115616991454536088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115616991454536088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2006/08/skip-long-chunks-if-you-dont-like.html' title=''/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-115538345790264650</id><published>2006-08-12T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T15:24:09.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been busy doing...quizzes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, quizzes! They're the most fun things to do online, apart from filling up memes, of course. (: I've become addicted to doing lame Hogwarts quizzes on Quizilla. Everyone's making them and doing them, and I think I've done practically all of them already, hehe. Also, I have decided to marry Oliver Phelps when I grow up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-115538345790264650?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/115538345790264650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=115538345790264650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115538345790264650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115538345790264650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2006/08/ive-been-busy-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-115513385692479072</id><published>2006-08-09T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T22:30:57.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay we won the cheering competition! I know it's a little late to be saying this, but anyways. It was great fun and them 18 hours of practice have paid off! Yaaaaayyyy! I never got to thank Vivien (of 203) properly for her congratulations, so I'd like to say a big thank you to her now (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;Finished reading the books Serene lent me. The books made me realise how much I've been wanting to write those story-compositions again. You know, the kind that starts off with 'Billie was all alone at home. His parents were at a wedding dinner...' Nowadays we write stupid things like reports and argumentative essays in school. Bleah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-115513385692479072?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/115513385692479072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=115513385692479072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115513385692479072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115513385692479072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2006/08/yay-we-won-cheering-competition-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-115409759908290227</id><published>2006-07-28T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T22:39:59.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Grabbed from Jane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Name =&lt;/strong&gt; Esme Sanadze. Hehehe. Okkkk it's Lyria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Piercing =&lt;/strong&gt; One on each ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Tattoos =&lt;/strong&gt; None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Height =&lt;/strong&gt; 1.6m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;Shoe size =&lt;/strong&gt; 4 and a 1/2 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;Hair color =&lt;/strong&gt; Black. I wish it were red!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- LAST -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;Thing you were doing =&lt;/strong&gt; Reading blog updates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;strong&gt; Song you listened to =&lt;/strong&gt; Be Be Your Love by Rachael Yamagata. Just like Jane, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;CD u bought =&lt;/strong&gt; Uhhhh, BREAKAWAY by Kelly Clarkson. ANd that was last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;Person u called =&lt;/strong&gt; My sister, informing her that I won't be having dinner at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- DO -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;strong&gt;u have a crush on someone =&lt;/strong&gt; 9126 times I've said this - ZINEDINE ZIDANE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;strong&gt;u wish u could live somewhere else =&lt;/strong&gt; I wish I lived in ... the Netherlands. It's true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;strong&gt;u think abt suicide =&lt;/strong&gt; No, but I think I've got some form of depression. The kind which doesn't involve cutting myself or wanting to die. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;strong&gt;u believe in online dating =&lt;/strong&gt; Online dating? I'm not exactly sure what that is, but no thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;strong&gt;others find u attractive =&lt;/strong&gt; NO, boohoo ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;strong&gt;u want more piercings =&lt;/strong&gt; A nose piercing! Please please please I really want that! And not because everyone has them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. &lt;strong&gt;u like cleaning =&lt;/strong&gt; I like cleaning my room when I'm free because it makes me feel happy to see a shiny, Betadine stain-free floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. &lt;strong&gt;u write in cursive or print =&lt;/strong&gt; I have a curved 'l' that looks like an 'e'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- HAVE YOU -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. &lt;strong&gt;ever cried over a girl =&lt;/strong&gt; Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. &lt;strong&gt;ever cried over a boy =&lt;/strong&gt; Uhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. &lt;strong&gt;ever lied to someone =&lt;/strong&gt; I tell about 2 to 3 white lies each month on average. :&lt;br /&gt;22. &lt;strong&gt;ever been in a fist fight =&lt;/strong&gt; Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- WHAT -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. &lt;strong&gt;shampoo do u use =&lt;/strong&gt; Johnson's Baby Shampoo. The orange kind. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. &lt;strong&gt;are u scared of =&lt;/strong&gt; death, darkness, supernatural beings and a lot more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. &lt;strong&gt;number of times i have been in love =&lt;/strong&gt; They were all one-sided, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. &lt;strong&gt;number of times i have had my heart broken =&lt;/strong&gt; Twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. &lt;strong&gt;number of times my name appears in the newspaper =&lt;/strong&gt; Zilch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. &lt;strong&gt;number of scars i have on my body =&lt;/strong&gt; Countless small ( but still obvious, grrr ) ones and two major ones on my right leg - I got those from falling into a drain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. &lt;strong&gt;number of things in my past that I regretted =&lt;/strong&gt; I regret not learning my Chinese properly when I was in primary school, not getting a higher aggregate for my PSLE etc etc etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- FAVOURITE -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. &lt;strong&gt;5 letter word =&lt;/strong&gt; T-O-R-T-Y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. &lt;strong&gt;cereal =&lt;/strong&gt; Honey Starts and Kelloggs Cornflakes ( the plain kind )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. &lt;strong&gt;chewing gum =&lt;/strong&gt; I haven't had a chewing gum since Primary 5. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.&lt;strong&gt;color(s) =&lt;/strong&gt;  Yellow, orange, brown, grey, purple and electric blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.&lt;strong&gt; day(s) of week =&lt;/strong&gt; Friday and Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. &lt;strong&gt;least fave day =&lt;/strong&gt; Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. &lt;strong&gt;flower(s) =&lt;/strong&gt; Ummm....Blue Gentians I think. Not sure if I spelt it correctly, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. &lt;strong&gt;special skills =&lt;/strong&gt; I can burp spontaneously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. &lt;strong&gt;summer/winter =&lt;/strong&gt; Winter, probably because I've only seen real snow once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- HAVE YOU EVER -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. &lt;strong&gt;gone out in public in ur pyjamas =&lt;/strong&gt; I don't have actual pyjamases. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. &lt;strong&gt;cried during a movie =&lt;/strong&gt; I cry at every movie unless it's a pure comedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. &lt;strong&gt;been to new york =&lt;/strong&gt; Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. &lt;strong&gt;china =&lt;/strong&gt; Never either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. &lt;strong&gt;california =&lt;/strong&gt; Never either! ZOMG I'm so...UNTRAVELLED! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. &lt;strong&gt;europe =&lt;/strong&gt; No, although I desperately wish to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. &lt;strong&gt;hong kong =&lt;/strong&gt; I've only been to the airport ( on a stopover )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. &lt;strong&gt;japan =&lt;/strong&gt; Ditto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- RANDOM -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. &lt;strong&gt;wad time is it now =&lt;/strong&gt; 9.32PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. &lt;strong&gt;apples or bananas =&lt;/strong&gt; Bananas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. &lt;strong&gt;Blue or Red =&lt;/strong&gt; Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. &lt;strong&gt;what are u gonna do after this =&lt;/strong&gt; Sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. &lt;strong&gt;what was the last thing u ate =&lt;/strong&gt; A plum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. &lt;strong&gt;what do u do when u're bored =&lt;/strong&gt; Read or sleep or clean the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. &lt;strong&gt;last noise u heard =&lt;/strong&gt; Soft knocking sound coming from upstairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. &lt;strong&gt;last time u went out of state/province =&lt;/strong&gt; Mon dieu! It was last year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- FRIENDSHIP &amp; LOVE -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. &lt;strong&gt;do u want kids one day and if so, how many =&lt;/strong&gt; I would like to have a boy and&lt;br /&gt;a girl. I'll name the boy Pleisthenes and the girl Iphigenia. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. &lt;strong&gt;most important thing to u in a friendship =&lt;/strong&gt; Enjoyment of each other's company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- OTHER INFO -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. &lt;strong&gt;thing u dislike abt urself the most =&lt;/strong&gt; I have major health problems. Yes, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. &lt;strong&gt;who u love =&lt;/strong&gt; My Dad, Mum, turtles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. &lt;strong&gt;who u miss =&lt;/strong&gt; Vidhi! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. &lt;strong&gt;who u like =&lt;/strong&gt; ZIDANE, ZIDANE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;Speech day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch at MOS Burger with Serene before the both of us trooped over to my house. We left for Choa Chu Kang after a few moments, but while getting out of the house I  got into a Disaster. I'm too tired to describe the entire Disaster, but I can tell you that it involved a magnetic door-stopper, an evil key, a very dusty broom and a dirty sleeve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was rather nervous while the Principal and Guest of Honour gave their speeches. Eyed the flowerpots near the podium apprehensively and examined my palms. Was glad to be ensconced in my white plastic chair after collecting my prize. ( A big white envelope )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got $25 worth of vouchers for spending at Times, and a certificate as well. Hehe! Was worried about the expiry date when I realised that the year printed was 2007. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I owe Serene $2 and Ashwini $7. I'm not only broke, I'm in debts! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going on a hiatus until the end of the Common Tests, but check back anyway, because I'll update if something interesting happens! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-115409759908290227?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/115409759908290227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=115409759908290227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115409759908290227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115409759908290227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2006/07/grabbed-from-jane-1.html' title=''/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-115398979579158039</id><published>2006-07-27T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T16:47:04.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/3110/1600/zidane_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/3110/320/zidane_5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; All I want for Christmas is ... Zidane!&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/29246399-115398979579158039?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/115398979579158039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=115398979579158039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115398979579158039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115398979579158039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2006/07/all-i-want-for-christmas-is.html' title=''/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-115390901215618461</id><published>2006-07-26T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T18:23:11.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I'm back! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished this layout yesterday evening. The words on the header are from &lt;em&gt;El Condor Pasa&lt;/em&gt;, the one that starts with 'I'd rather be a sparrow than a snail', lol. I took a long time making this one, because halfway through I kicked the swtich off accidentally, causing the computer to shut down. I hadn't saved my work and everything got destroyed so I had to start all over again. Fiddlesticks. Thank you all for leaving your comments and checking back here even though heartsinsqualor's been dead for almost 2 weeks! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quick update on what I've been up to:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Caught &lt;strong&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest&lt;/strong&gt;. I got a cup of mashed potatoes to enjoy while watching the movie. &lt;em&gt;Pirates&lt;/em&gt; was wildly funny! I can't wait for the third movie, which I think will be out in May '07.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Went to watch &lt;strong&gt;Beauty &amp;amp; the Beast&lt;/strong&gt; on the 19th. It was rather good, but I couldn't fully appreciate the musical because Ashwini was missing throughout the whole thing and I had to go to school the following day. Arrrr.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Had a &lt;em&gt;yan jiang &lt;/em&gt;(chinese speech) on the 20th. I screwed up as usual, hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we had the symmetry presentation and the skit for HCL. These went by without too many hitches, thankfully!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;**&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Will be sitting for the Common Tests next week. Dang.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;**&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, and I'd like to credit &lt;a href="http://faceon.livejournal.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;faceon.livejournal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for the picture of the blue-yellow sky in my header! (: It's found in this &lt;a href="http://faceon.livejournal.com/58553.html#cutid1"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;lj entry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-115390901215618461?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/115390901215618461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=115390901215618461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115390901215618461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115390901215618461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-back-finished-this-layout-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-115280148241631890</id><published>2006-07-13T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T22:38:02.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I always end up posting entries late in the night, don't I? I never get in the mood to blog in the afternoons, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway I bought my &lt;strong&gt;Beauty and the Beast&lt;/strong&gt; ( go on, laugh) ticket today. Mr Liw was ill today so Ashwini, Jane, Yijia and I went to submit the edusave forms and cash at the General Office. After spending $5 on the ticket ( my super generous mum gave me $15 ONLY ) and $5.95 on a McSpicy meal, I'm officially broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gahhhh and we'll be buying Hui Qi's birthday present and watching &lt;strong&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest&lt;/strong&gt; tomorrow. Fiddlesticks. I really want to buy that gift and I've been wanting to watch POTC2 since forever, but that'd mean another $20 from my piggybank. I shall start fasting next week. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pffft. Was in a rather foul mood after PE. I know I'm being seriously narrow-minded about the whole affair - but I just want to clarify that I didn't mean what I said LITERALLY, okay? I'm not stupid, I know it wasn't, I was just trying to point out the similarity between the two items.&lt;br /&gt;Stop stressing it to me that I was overreacting. Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for all these complaints ): I've been feeling tired and grumpy these days. I promise a sunnier post soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-115280148241631890?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/115280148241631890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=115280148241631890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115280148241631890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115280148241631890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-always-end-up-posting-entries-late.html' title=''/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-115271125663383586</id><published>2006-07-12T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T21:34:16.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Note: This post was written yesterday. Blogger ate it up and regurgitated it back out again a few moments ago.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'd be happy to oblige, Mr. Zidane! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rained really heavily this afternoon. I didn't have an umbrella and was groaning all the way to Causeway Point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, there are two sets of traffic lights between the MRT station and my home. At the first one, there was a Nanhua girl waiting to cross the road when her maid arrived with two umbrellas. I was grumbling about the two of them (silently) when the maid turned to me and asked if I would like to have one of the umbrellas. She offered to lend it to me till I got home, but I declined, and after several thank yous and goodbyes I plodded off stupidly into the rain. I got terribly drenched after that but I was really glad to have met two nice people today! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got really stressed this afternoon after reading about several bad things. My mind was like closed and all my thoughts were like in a steadystreamlikethis. Bleah. It was horrible and a long shower didn't help. So I sat down on the floor and kept quiet for a several minutes listening to peaceful music - and my mind cleared up a bit. I went to nap and woke up slightly refreshed. I know this isn't a valid excuse, but I'm in no mood to study for the bio test tomorrow. There's loads I want to say and this explains the super long and emo post today. Heheh. Sorry to bore you all with this entry! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note : Yijia, I think the picture you saw of Zidane was an ugly one so I'll put up a nice one here, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/3110/320/37.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-115271125663383586?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/115271125663383586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=115271125663383586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115271125663383586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115271125663383586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2006/07/note-this-post-was-written-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-115237254236550021</id><published>2006-07-08T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T13:15:51.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And so, I've been tagged by Kane to do this quiz -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Do the following WITHOUT complains&lt;br /&gt;2) Choose 5 people to do this after you completed yours&lt;br /&gt;3) Leave a tag on the person's tagboard to say he/she have been tagged&lt;br /&gt;4) Start your post with "I have been tagged!" then do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favourite colour:&lt;/strong&gt; Brown!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favourite food:&lt;/strong&gt; Cinnamon rolls, but I haven't eaten them for like 2 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favourite song:&lt;/strong&gt; Come Back to Texas by Bowling for Soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favourite day of the week:&lt;/strong&gt; Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favourite season:&lt;/strong&gt; It's summer all year round here, unfortunately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currents:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current mood:&lt;/strong&gt; Worried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current taste:&lt;/strong&gt; Sweet, 'cause I just polished off some Belgian chocolate thins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current clothes:&lt;/strong&gt; Black shirt &amp;amp; grey shorts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current desktop:&lt;/strong&gt; Santa de Fucco or something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current toenails:&lt;/strong&gt; Could do with some filing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current time:&lt;/strong&gt; 11.02 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current surroundings:&lt;/strong&gt; In my room - neat and clean because I've just mopped it heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current annoyance:&lt;/strong&gt; Upcoming &lt;em&gt;Cheng Yu&lt;/em&gt; test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current thoughts:&lt;/strong&gt; Marry Zinedine Zidane when I grow up even though he already has a wife and many children, haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First best friend:&lt;/strong&gt; Bernice from kindergarten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First crush:&lt;/strong&gt; Primary 5, I think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First movie:&lt;/strong&gt; Finding Nemo - my cousin took me to the cinema to watch it and he fell asleep half an hour into the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First lie:&lt;/strong&gt; Primary 4. It was a terrible experience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First music:&lt;/strong&gt; A Chinese lullaby my mum used to sing to make me sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last cigarette:&lt;/strong&gt; Haven't had one and never will I hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last drink:&lt;/strong&gt; Melted ice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last car ride:&lt;/strong&gt; Few months ago on Mrs Wong's car lollll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last crush: &lt;/strong&gt;Now? With a cetain 34-year-old French football player (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last movie:&lt;/strong&gt; She's the Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last phone call:&lt;/strong&gt; From Serene, it was about...omg I can't remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last CD played:&lt;/strong&gt; Kelly Clarkson's Breakaway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have u ever dated your best friend:&lt;/strong&gt; Naw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have u ever broken the law:&lt;/strong&gt; Naw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have u ever been arrested:&lt;/strong&gt; Naw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have u ever skinny-dipped:&lt;/strong&gt; Naw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have u ever been on TV:&lt;/strong&gt; Naw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have u ever kissed someone u don't know&lt;/strong&gt;: Never been kissed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 things u are wearing:&lt;/strong&gt; Black shirt, grey pants, as mentioned above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 things u have done today:&lt;/strong&gt; Went out to eat, watched a rerun of Virtues of Harmony, ate porridge and showered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 things u can hear right now:&lt;/strong&gt; Whirring noise my CPU makes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 thing u do when u are bored:&lt;/strong&gt; Sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first quiz I've ever completed and it feels liberating. I shall do more of these next time :D Annnnddd I tag everyone who wants to do this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-115237254236550021?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/115237254236550021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=115237254236550021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115237254236550021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115237254236550021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2006/07/and-so-ive-been-tagged-by-kane-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-115228753862578601</id><published>2006-07-07T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T23:52:19.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back after a loooong hiatus (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished watching &lt;strong&gt;Ghost Whisperer &lt;/strong&gt;. It was interesting, but I shouldn't have watched it - I started tearing uncontrollably when the part about the ghost dying in the Lo Valley came up. My sister was curled up on the sofa, flipping through the latest Reader's Digest. She got distracted by my sniffling and told me that my tissue box was blocking her view (of the TV) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I told myself to get a grip but I went to the bathroom to weep privately during the commercial breaks. There was a lot of wadded up tissue around - I had gotten emotional while reading A Perfect Match by Sinead Moriarty.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking forward to this weekend since forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to rest and get some sleep for a change, but with &lt;em&gt;thiiiiiiiis&lt;/em&gt; much homework to complete I don't think I'd have time for those. Yuk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-115228753862578601?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/115228753862578601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=115228753862578601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115228753862578601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115228753862578601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-back-after-loooong-hiatus-just.html' title=''/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-115078187795133802</id><published>2006-06-20T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T13:41:39.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/users/dungbombs/quizzes/Which%20CCA%20Should%20You%20Take%20Up?/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU BELONG TO YOUR SCHOOL'S DRAMA SOCIETY - Yayyyy! This is my favourite result (: LOL. You're the drama sort, and you love acting and you're probably a very fun person to be around with! You're really creative too. And, OMG - join your school's OM team if it has one! &lt;333&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What CCA Should You Take Up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLLL ok I created this quiz just for fun :\ Please do it because I spent alot of time making it, ok? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And while looking for pictures to add to the results, I found this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/3110/200/Marching%20Band.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*gasp* THEY'RE USING THE SAME GOLD EMBLEM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like our school's hats better though (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-115078187795133802?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/115078187795133802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=115078187795133802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115078187795133802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115078187795133802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2006/06/you-belong-to-your-schools-drama.html' title=''/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-115047497982196015</id><published>2006-06-17T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T13:47:05.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/telrunya/quizzes/Which%20school%20in%20Singapore%20suits%20you%20most?/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You're an RGS babe! Considered too blunt and quick witted to be a demure lady, there are still existing species who like the new Miss Independent! Kudos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Which school in Singapore suits you most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raffles? HAHAHAHAHA. I don't think I'll ever become smart enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-115047497982196015?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/115047497982196015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=115047497982196015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115047497982196015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115047497982196015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2006/06/youre-rgs-babe-considered-too-blunt.html' title=''/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-115034411234766596</id><published>2006-06-15T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T12:01:52.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bleah. Woke up feeling sore all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was up till 12 at night, lying in my bed and deciding if I should turn up for my last Hwachong CIP duty. I didn't go to Orchard today, so yesterday's stint marked the end of my participation. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had loads of fun going around with a collecting tin and asking for donations. Paired up with Serene; the both of us kept, uh, appreciating pretty people and pretty earrings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate litespeed. I want to do my math homework on foolscap paper again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"We are fools!" said Anna Akimovna, laughing and crying. "We are fools! Oh, what fools we are!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-115034411234766596?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/115034411234766596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=115034411234766596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115034411234766596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115034411234766596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2006/06/bleah.html' title=''/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-115008379481605712</id><published>2006-06-12T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T11:43:15.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was back at my kindergarten doing CIP, heh, and the kids studying there were filthy rich. I had to take care of the kids during playtime. A boy was bawling his head off and needed to pee badly. So I escorted him to the toilet but he said he was afraid to go in. I was, like, 'Ok they're all little kids and anyway there doesn't seem to be anyone else in there.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then we both went in and the little boy just stared and stared at the sink. Then I turned away ( thinking he needed some privacy ) , and when I turned back the little boy was gone. In his place was this other person whom I'll name Mr. Y.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mr. Y was clad in white robes and seemed to emanate light. I gasped and went, 'Are you dead?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I knew Mr. Y and the last time I saw him he was alive and not giving out light. He replied yes and smiled and said that he was going to bring me up there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I cringed. 'I'm not dead yet, right? I'm not going.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'You are.' He snapped his fingers. We were now surrounded by clouds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He passed me an orange rod and told me it was mine. At that point I got so mad because the entire situation was ridiculous. I'd only brought a kid to the toilet. I struck the ground with my new rod and screamed that I wasn't dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-115008379481605712?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/115008379481605712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=115008379481605712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115008379481605712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/115008379481605712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-was-back-at-my-kindergarten-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-114969002940872681</id><published>2006-06-07T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T22:20:30.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up really early today to go for the HCJC CIP thing. I arrived at CWP super late. Sorry to keep Serene and Jane waiting! I'm really really really sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God we planned to have lunch first before going to do our CIP - I'll explain later lolllll. Anyways we had a fantastic lunch at MOS burger ( I ate the same stuff again: Chicken Burger with a Vanilla Shake ) We went to Popular to get my tube of beige paint for my art assignment. The queue was looooong and we had to report to the ICs in about 5 minutes so I gave up. We rushed to the MRT station but &lt;strong&gt;NONE OF THE HCJC/BP PEOPLE WERE AROUND&lt;/strong&gt;. Gahhhhhhhh. Serene called one of the ICs ( the girl's number was stored under 'Extortion Girl', lolllll ) and found out that &lt;strong&gt;THEY HAD CANCELED THE CIP IN THE WOODLANDS AREA&lt;/strong&gt; and we had to go to Bugis if we still wanted to do the CIP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course we didn't go and we ended up deciding to watch a movie instead. We chose She's the Man ( Serene agreed with our pick too, albeit reluctantly. She wanted to watch Cars ) and it started at around 3 so we had loads of time to kill. We explored Causeway Point for a little while before going to the food court for a rest. We &lt;em&gt;politicked&lt;/em&gt; about secondary schools there. Kane and Bodong wanted to watch the movie too and they joined us a little later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was funny and lame and was worth the $6.50 I spent for the ticket. I &lt;333 teen flicks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-114969002940872681?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/114969002940872681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=114969002940872681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/114969002940872681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/114969002940872681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2006/06/woke-up-really-early-today-to-go-for.html' title=''/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-114951635229764966</id><published>2006-06-05T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T22:05:52.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to Yi Jia's house to do the Geog project today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my favourite wonton noodles ( dry, with black sauce, no chilli ) before getting there. I arrived half an hour early lolll. I drank all of Yi Jia's orange juice and ate lots of her food. Did the same at Jane's house several days ago. So...never invite me to your home. You have been warned, hahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-114951635229764966?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/114951635229764966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=114951635229764966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/114951635229764966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/114951635229764966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2006/06/went-to-yi-jias-house-to-do-geog.html' title=''/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29246399.post-114943446222309890</id><published>2006-06-04T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T23:21:02.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heartsinsqualor.blogspot is finally up! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also just finished tweaking the Shade Tree Cinquain blogskin I've been working on all day. It's the first layout I've created in ages haha. The box containing posts is a bit weird but I'm too tired to change it. Aaaah I think I'm getting a migraine for staring at the computer for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to credit Zhengwei and my livejournal friend Brielle for this skin! Zhengwei was talking about the Literature project and showed me examples of cinquains. One of them was Shade Tree. That gave me a sudden inspiration and I started working on a blogskin. Then I remembered Brielle had a booootiful livejournal layout with a cherry tree before she changed to her current one. I loved the idea of having pink and brown together! Thank you, ZW and Brielle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to ask a favour from everyone who comes here (: If you have a blog, please change your link or add a link to heartsinsqualor.blogspot! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, tell me your blog URL so I can add it to my links. I'm sorry that I haven't been tagging - my browser keeps eating up my comments, lol. Hopefully it'll stop doing so soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29246399-114943446222309890?l=heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/feeds/114943446222309890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29246399&amp;postID=114943446222309890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/114943446222309890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29246399/posts/default/114943446222309890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsinsqualor.blogspot.com/2006/06/heartsinsqualor.html' title=''/><author><name>STORM-A-SAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117922219975523982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
