<?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-23044930</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:23:54.712+08:00</updated><category term='34 days...'/><title type='text'>beyond the horizon</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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>168</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23044930.post-780474901206102456</id><published>2007-05-07T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T18:37:37.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm thinking of abandoning this.&lt;br /&gt;just thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go find me at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://emeraldhorizon.wordpress.com"&gt;http://emeraldhorizon.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-780474901206102456?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/780474901206102456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=780474901206102456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/780474901206102456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/780474901206102456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-thinking-of-abandoning-this.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-6927564610442727319</id><published>2007-04-11T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T20:02:17.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fucking hell...&lt;br /&gt;MID-YEARS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-6927564610442727319?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/6927564610442727319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=6927564610442727319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/6927564610442727319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/6927564610442727319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/04/fucking-hell_11.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-9131955991981790171</id><published>2007-04-10T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T21:37:26.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;get the fucking hell out of my life.&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;shit.&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;victoria, stop it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pull yourself together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;don't think about _____ anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its not good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;don't do it.&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;(don't bother counting the underscores, they're random)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-9131955991981790171?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/9131955991981790171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=9131955991981790171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/9131955991981790171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/9131955991981790171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/04/get-fucking-hell-out-of-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-6586984656278994319</id><published>2007-04-10T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T21:32:38.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't know what to do anymore.&lt;br /&gt;what to say,what to think.&lt;br /&gt;who am i? in your mind?&lt;br /&gt;am i just another girl?&lt;br /&gt;i'll breakdown if thats what i am&lt;br /&gt;cos all this time i told myself,&lt;br /&gt;i can't get into it,&lt;br /&gt;i can't let myself get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;but now that i think i can trust you.&lt;br /&gt;you'll break my heart if you say&lt;br /&gt;i'm just another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not a stupid old-fashioned girl,&lt;br /&gt;i don't fall for your every sweet word,&lt;br /&gt;i'm suspicious at everything you say,&lt;br /&gt;cos i can't get hurt, not again,&lt;br /&gt;i watch for a trick,&lt;br /&gt;i wait for the kill,&lt;br /&gt;i make sure i'm comfortable&lt;br /&gt;before i trust you,&lt;br /&gt;so don't betray my trust,&lt;br /&gt;its a valuable thing to hold,&lt;br /&gt;please don't make me cry,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i worry,&lt;br /&gt;that maybe, just maybe,&lt;br /&gt;you'll get so angry that you'll leave me,&lt;br /&gt;cos i wouldn't be able to bear it,&lt;br /&gt;i'd just cry where ever i am,&lt;br /&gt;i want you to hold me forever,&lt;br /&gt;tightly in your arms,&lt;br /&gt;but how would i know,&lt;br /&gt;you might just wanna go,&lt;br /&gt;and i won't ever get you back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just my thoughts, paragraphed.&lt;br /&gt;forgive the sloppiness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-6586984656278994319?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23044930.post-4068925413383213471</id><published>2007-04-09T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T22:20:03.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;seperation anxiety.&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;nevermind about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm pretty lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i think blogging makes me emo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;brings out the inner feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that are unnecessary,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;makes me think of the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm starting a story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gotta see where its going,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it might actually have some depth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i might post it here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when its done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;which is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm super sleepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and guess what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my dad bought me my own printer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and scanner! i love my dad. this is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;way more freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;happiness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i got a headache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stupid mass run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i hate mass run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dun wanna run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm totally crapping can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ugh. gtg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-4068925413383213471?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/4068925413383213471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=4068925413383213471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/4068925413383213471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/4068925413383213471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/04/seperation-anxiety.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-2091864667285323041</id><published>2007-04-08T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T23:55:58.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;kiss this girl goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;sing her a lullaby,&lt;br /&gt;cos this is the last time,&lt;br /&gt;you'll ever see her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when tomorrow comes,&lt;br /&gt;there's just the empty bed,&lt;br /&gt;she'll be gone so far,&lt;br /&gt;you'll never get her back,&lt;br /&gt;she won't be all alone,&lt;br /&gt;cos someone else is missing too.&lt;br /&gt;both of them have gone away,&lt;br /&gt;to a land that only they can find...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you will be crying,&lt;br /&gt;that she has left you there,&lt;br /&gt;but its your own fault,&lt;br /&gt;she held on so long,&lt;br /&gt;she knew she couldn't wait anymore.&lt;br /&gt;so she left,&lt;br /&gt;her shadow swept the doorway,&lt;br /&gt;she was running down the path,&lt;br /&gt;so silent that no one awoke,&lt;br /&gt;you tried to find her,&lt;br /&gt;but it was too late,&lt;br /&gt;she was gone to a place,&lt;br /&gt;where she can forget you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she knows she can never get away,&lt;br /&gt;as long as you long for her,&lt;br /&gt;the memory will stay,&lt;br /&gt;she's trying to fight it,&lt;br /&gt;she may be back someday,&lt;br /&gt;she knows she belongs there,&lt;br /&gt;she knows its for the best,&lt;br /&gt;so let her go.&lt;br /&gt;stop longing for her,&lt;br /&gt;let her be happy away from you,&lt;br /&gt;let her go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's crying,&lt;br /&gt;she knows you aren't letting go.&lt;br /&gt;she's crying,&lt;br /&gt;she's all confused,&lt;br /&gt;she's crying and she'll never stop,&lt;br /&gt;til she comes back to you,&lt;br /&gt;but she's strong,&lt;br /&gt;she knows she should never come back,&lt;br /&gt;stop making her more confused,&lt;br /&gt;let her go,&lt;br /&gt;it is time,&lt;br /&gt;let the past be the past,&lt;br /&gt;don't try to make her come back,&lt;br /&gt;let her be happy there,&lt;br /&gt;let her go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again.i wrote this&lt;/size5&gt; &lt;/size5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-2091864667285323041?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/2091864667285323041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=2091864667285323041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/2091864667285323041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/2091864667285323041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/04/kiss-this-girl-goodbye-sing-her-lullaby.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-6299722249573454715</id><published>2007-04-08T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T22:45:22.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i wonder if x has a secret life&lt;br /&gt;that no one knows abt. of if x is secretly&lt;br /&gt;in love with someone. thats just siao. but&lt;br /&gt;one cant help but be curious. anyway,&lt;br /&gt;onto happy things, i got my haircut today!&lt;br /&gt;yay. i've been wanting to do that. it looks&lt;br /&gt;better now. and and and. i ordered a new&lt;br /&gt;pair of specs ! green frameless. i've never&lt;br /&gt;had green. so i thot i'll try it. my&lt;br /&gt;astigmatism went up. the whole thing plus&lt;br /&gt;lens cos $270. wah. freaking ex. my astig&lt;br /&gt;is over the shop's usual range alrd. left is&lt;br /&gt;275, right 250. thats super scary ok.&lt;br /&gt;singapore only gets specs uptil 400. im only&lt;br /&gt;sec 2! omg. they have to special order lor.&lt;br /&gt;so i can only get it in 7-10 days time. i got&lt;br /&gt;a new pair of slippers. my black ones broke&lt;br /&gt;after mass. anyway. today was an ok day.&lt;br /&gt;one of the better sundays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, saturday was suppose to be the&lt;br /&gt;preview for NPDP but it rained like siao.&lt;br /&gt;thunder n lightning and everything. haha&lt;br /&gt;but it was so so so nice. we got to put our&lt;br /&gt;stuff in the classrooms. gold unit flag bearers&lt;br /&gt;were in classroom 39 =D haha. there's only&lt;br /&gt;seven girls out of thirty six of us ok, omg.&lt;br /&gt;we got to have our meal in the mess hall!&lt;br /&gt;its considered special. cos we got tables and&lt;br /&gt;chairs. n cheese n potato wedges! and drinks!&lt;br /&gt;not just water. it was so fun. n i got to wear&lt;br /&gt;number 1 quite alot. i got the NPDP polo tee!&lt;br /&gt;its nice. n its so sad cos i can only wear it for&lt;br /&gt;NPDP trainings, den it'll be left to rot. cos all&lt;br /&gt;my squadmates don't have it so we cant like&lt;br /&gt;all wear it for camp or what. dunno what i'll&lt;br /&gt;do with it. anyway.straight after training, i&lt;br /&gt;went back on mrt. rushed home. bathed,&lt;br /&gt;changed, den walked to the yeow's place.&lt;br /&gt;joined in BBQ. wah. i was damn tired. anyway,&lt;br /&gt;this thursday is unit stand down ! yay. omg.&lt;br /&gt;so needing the break. but, if im lucky,(ha)&lt;br /&gt;they might just decide to have extra NPDP&lt;br /&gt;training on that day. if they do, i will scream.&lt;br /&gt;ok. i gtg finish my maths n learn ting xie.&lt;br /&gt;haiyoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sth's fishy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-6299722249573454715?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/6299722249573454715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=6299722249573454715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-6926423408053709505?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/6926423408053709505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=6926423408053709505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/6926423408053709505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/6926423408053709505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-horoscope-is-pissing-me-off.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-1791096279032660757</id><published>2007-04-05T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T23:07:42.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wanna scream and shout&lt;br /&gt;cry it out.&lt;br /&gt;let it all go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-1791096279032660757?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/1791096279032660757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=1791096279032660757' title='0 Comments'/><link 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/&gt;preview on saturday,&lt;br /&gt;freaking nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;go away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-1760637266502206762?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/1760637266502206762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=1760637266502206762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/1760637266502206762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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bring,&lt;br /&gt;how may i know,&lt;br /&gt;that he who chooses rightly the casket,&lt;br /&gt;loves me and not my name and wealth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"to a colt he may seem such, perhaps&lt;br /&gt;now quit thy capering,&lt;br /&gt;and bring the good man forth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"would thou have me as a meal to be consumed,&lt;br /&gt;O prince?&lt;br /&gt;take care, lest i cause thee indigestion."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"and to thy desserts,&lt;br /&gt;i shall have a lifetime in estimation,&lt;br /&gt;for you hast chosen truly and i am yours.&lt;br /&gt;not simply by my father's decree,&lt;br /&gt;but willingly do i marry thee.&lt;br /&gt;upon the same rack lay i beside thee,&lt;br /&gt;whilst you chose,&lt;br /&gt;and now our marriage bed promises sweet repose,&lt;br /&gt;come and bear the weighty news to the household."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-23044930.post-8076109014516422105</id><published>2007-04-04T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T00:01:54.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>people. we need a 6a'05 reunion.&lt;br /&gt;a real one. where at least 90% of the&lt;br /&gt;ppl come. i miss you guys so much man.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna see how much everyone has&lt;br /&gt;changed. and everyone can see how&lt;br /&gt;much I'VE changed. quite alot actually.&lt;br /&gt;since mcs days. the hair, the specs, the&lt;br /&gt;piercings...n blah blah blah. i'm different.&lt;br /&gt;i think. naughtier. more daring maybe.&lt;br /&gt;considering i hardly dared to do anything&lt;br /&gt;back then. i didn't even dare to take bus&lt;br /&gt;by myself. i'm way more independent now.&lt;br /&gt;and keeping a boyfriend a secret from&lt;br /&gt;parents is  especially hard cos i talk so&lt;br /&gt;much. and i'm much tanner. i've grown a&lt;br /&gt;little taller. yeah. there should be more,&lt;br /&gt;but i'm going through the transitional&lt;br /&gt;stage. still trying out whats best for me.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm pretty happy now. except that&lt;br /&gt;i have a 4 day overdue haircut. i should&lt;br /&gt;cut my hair every 1 1/2 months so it'll&lt;br /&gt;be nice and layered and in shape all the&lt;br /&gt;time. now its a little longer and thicker&lt;br /&gt;than i'd like it to be. anyway. hoping i can&lt;br /&gt;get it done on saturday. i gtg now. sleep&lt;br /&gt;is calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sometimes a breather is good,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my phone bills don't suffer so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-23044930.post-2948501390575948515</id><published>2007-04-04T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T23:50:46.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no offence to anyone,&lt;br /&gt;but i think six years being shut up in a girls school&lt;br /&gt;really deprives people of exposure.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i know quite a few 6a'05 ppl that&lt;br /&gt;have gotten boyfriends since leaving mcs.&lt;br /&gt;me too. anyway. i don't think i'm making&lt;br /&gt;sense but i mean its like, secondary school&lt;br /&gt;really releases a whole much more freedom&lt;br /&gt;into your life. well, on to other things. i'm stuck&lt;br /&gt;to my immortal by evanescence.&lt;br /&gt;the lyrics are beautiful. i dun really know&lt;br /&gt;what to blog about.sometimes i wish&lt;br /&gt;the real NPDP would come faster.&lt;br /&gt;cos i'm freaking tired. tmr is maundy thursday&lt;br /&gt;n we have to go visit churches n i have training&lt;br /&gt;so i have to rush like siao to go home n bathe n&lt;br /&gt;change first den go out. wah lao. i'll be like a zombie&lt;br /&gt;lah, so tired.i can go out on sunday ! omg,&lt;br /&gt;so happy, haha. aiyoh. dunno what to say,&lt;br /&gt;i'll be back later maybe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-2948501390575948515?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/2948501390575948515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=2948501390575948515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-2065326677810515223?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/2065326677810515223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=2065326677810515223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/2065326677810515223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/2065326677810515223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-am-too-obvious.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-5805685118587379500</id><published>2007-04-02T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T22:32:01.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my mum said.&lt;br /&gt;love is unconditional.&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;i'll take that as reference,&lt;br /&gt;he came and met me at school.&lt;br /&gt;n took bus back with me.&lt;br /&gt;but we were so late.&lt;br /&gt;both kena parents scolding.&lt;br /&gt;aiyoh.&lt;br /&gt;but it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;i love being loved.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;thats just weird.&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i gotta say.&lt;br /&gt;i made the most teen-like decision.&lt;br /&gt;n im proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;thats just siao.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like blogging.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;baby, we're just so fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-5805685118587379500?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/5805685118587379500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=5805685118587379500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;them. haha. do you that when they&lt;br /&gt;say life is a rollar coaster ride, it never&lt;br /&gt;ends? until you die. i mean, in real rides&lt;br /&gt;you get off after a while. and you know&lt;br /&gt;it'll end pretty quick. but in the "ride&lt;br /&gt;of your life" you can't get off? omg.&lt;br /&gt;considering you don't get into accidents,&lt;br /&gt;get murdered, or commit suicide, you'll&lt;br /&gt;be on a rollar coaster for 70-90 years!&lt;br /&gt;omg. someone please tell me that thats&lt;br /&gt;overdose. cos it is. roller coasters are&lt;br /&gt;so crazy. don't you get a chance to&lt;br /&gt;settle down? oh man. ugh. now i'm&lt;br /&gt;really going mad! i'm arguing against&lt;br /&gt;a figure of speech. who in the world&lt;br /&gt;does that ?!?! ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2 weeks, 5 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;day counts have started again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a spoon of caring,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a drop of understanding,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a sprinkle of unselfishness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a dash of kindness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;with a touch of communication,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this cup of LOVE is best served warm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-4054099533843958481?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/4054099533843958481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=4054099533843958481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/4054099533843958481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/4054099533843958481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/04/that-was-moment-of-randomness.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-2241099377015967666</id><published>2007-04-01T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T12:58:46.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"gd nite my sweetypie,&lt;br /&gt;my cutypie my pineapple pie&lt;br /&gt;my dearest pie my chio pie&lt;br /&gt;my adorable pie talented pie&lt;br /&gt;and many mur ... sweetest&lt;br /&gt;dreamsssss... muacks love&lt;br /&gt;you 4ever!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes its an sms that i received.&lt;br /&gt;someone please tell me thats&lt;br /&gt;just crazy. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-2241099377015967666?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23044930.post-8943450994593417217</id><published>2007-03-31T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T21:17:42.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woah man,&lt;br /&gt;i finally got to wear my number 1!&lt;br /&gt;haha. woke up at normal school time,&lt;br /&gt;reached queenstown by 7.&lt;br /&gt;haha.you know, when we got to HTA,&lt;br /&gt;we were the only ones in number 1!&lt;br /&gt;omg. everyone gotta ear 1/2 u !&lt;br /&gt;OMG. SO EVIL LAH. anyway, luckily&lt;br /&gt;i brought belt ! ma'ams didn't *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;i did the full thing today lor. for the&lt;br /&gt;first time. ugh. so screwed up can?&lt;br /&gt;i'm really sad for the CIs, we're not&lt;br /&gt;an easy bunch to teach, n they work&lt;br /&gt;so hard, yet that sir go scold them&lt;br /&gt;like shit. like wth can? he was&lt;br /&gt;talking about manners n HELLO ?&lt;br /&gt;he should go watch his own mouth&lt;br /&gt;he doesn't have the right to scold&lt;br /&gt;ppl with vulgarities. wah lao. so&lt;br /&gt;frustrated. ugh. anyway, someone&lt;br /&gt;fainted ok. i saw some red cross&lt;br /&gt;ppl run towards one of the contingents,&lt;br /&gt;n its the proper red cross, not students.&lt;br /&gt;i saw them carry one of the supporting&lt;br /&gt;contingent cadets away on a stretcher&lt;br /&gt;and the ambulance left. omg. i think&lt;br /&gt;he/she went to hospital. aiyoh. the&lt;br /&gt;henderson guys crazy can? haha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i love the number one ! its&lt;br /&gt;so pretty. haha. i am dead tired.&lt;br /&gt;oh man. haha. i have been a bad girl.&lt;br /&gt;muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;his darling baby =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-8943450994593417217?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/8943450994593417217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=8943450994593417217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/8943450994593417217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/8943450994593417217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/03/woah-man-i-finally-got-to-wear-my.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-3623483331611174154</id><published>2007-03-29T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T21:24:22.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm really lost now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dunno what to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm worried about two things,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;very impt things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shit. i dunno what to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm really well, pissed off and worried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shit. there's a good chance geraldine's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;right. but i'm really hoping she isnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm really hoping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this shouldn't be making my life worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shit. i need a counsellor that won't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tell me to stop seeing him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shit lah. that doesn't exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dunno what to do man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shit lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who's gonna give the answer i want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-3623483331611174154?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/3623483331611174154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=3623483331611174154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/3623483331611174154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/3623483331611174154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/03/shit_29.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-7195960121238592820</id><published>2007-03-28T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T23:22:19.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know. i sound like a stupid girl,&lt;br /&gt;thats all lovey or whatever,&lt;br /&gt;but thats ur problem if you think&lt;br /&gt;that. i'm happy. i've got someone&lt;br /&gt;that loves me. and thats all i need&lt;br /&gt;right now. especially happiness.&lt;br /&gt;do you know how long its been&lt;br /&gt;since i was really happy? im happy&lt;br /&gt;now. and thats all thats important.&lt;br /&gt;i think there are many people&lt;br /&gt;whom i owe thanks to.&lt;br /&gt;ashley&gt;for brightening up my life,&lt;br /&gt;and making me smile. hey girlfriend,&lt;br /&gt;we must always keep in touch no&lt;br /&gt;matter what k? thank you.&lt;br /&gt;geraldine&gt;all through these 3 years&lt;br /&gt;and 3 months (will be four) it is you,&lt;br /&gt;i know best. without you, i'd probably&lt;br /&gt;be in a very different state. i wouldnt&lt;br /&gt;be the way i am in sec school. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;annie&gt;for showing me, that sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;being bad is fun.thank you.&lt;br /&gt;govin&gt;for making me happy, for bringing&lt;br /&gt;the smile back to me at night. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not done. but thats all i can do today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;what more could a girl ask for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-7195960121238592820?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/7195960121238592820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=7195960121238592820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/7195960121238592820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/7195960121238592820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-4525517069597810209</id><published>2007-03-27T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T20:35:41.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>brains don't make a man.&lt;br /&gt;i gotta say that. really.&lt;br /&gt;cos some of the smartest guys,&lt;br /&gt;bring their dates out and split&lt;br /&gt;the cost on everything. and they're&lt;br /&gt;grown men, with salary. stupid.&lt;br /&gt;whereas, a teen,not the smartest,&lt;br /&gt;pays for everything on a date.&lt;br /&gt;i'm serious. well, i have officially&lt;br /&gt;broken one of the most impt rules&lt;br /&gt;of my mum. the dating rule. according&lt;br /&gt;to her, i'm not suppose to date till i'm&lt;br /&gt;21, cos APPARENTLY, any guy younger&lt;br /&gt;than that can't bring u to a nice&lt;br /&gt;restaurant on a date. who said it was&lt;br /&gt;about where you go? what you eat? thats&lt;br /&gt;just one of the things and it isn't even&lt;br /&gt;important. you could sit in a food court and&lt;br /&gt;talk and that beats any prim and proper&lt;br /&gt;restaurant. i think the most important&lt;br /&gt;thing is his personality and sincerity.&lt;br /&gt;so far, when i think about the factors for&lt;br /&gt;the 'perfect' boyfriend, govin comes the&lt;br /&gt;closest. considerate, kind, not afraid to talk&lt;br /&gt;about anything, funny, hot(haha), and well,&lt;br /&gt;he cares about ewhat i feel about things and&lt;br /&gt;he makes me smile, he may be in normal acad,&lt;br /&gt;and he may be buddhist but, i said right?&lt;br /&gt;brains don't make a man, and religion should&lt;br /&gt;not be a problem. and this is just a teenage&lt;br /&gt;relationship. i never said anything about&lt;br /&gt;getting married, ha. so why be so serious,&lt;br /&gt;of course, meeting up could be difficult, and&lt;br /&gt;could mean many more lies, but hey, anything&lt;br /&gt;for my happiness. anyway, he came and met&lt;br /&gt;me at about 4. we ate at the food court den we&lt;br /&gt;went up to buy tickets for the messengers,&lt;br /&gt;haha. the movie was scary. but i get freaked out&lt;br /&gt;about everything anyway. i shall not write the&lt;br /&gt;next part. cos it sounds weird when i type it.&lt;br /&gt;ask me if you wanna know. and no, he did not&lt;br /&gt;kiss me. cos thats just crazy for a first date.&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i'm happy. so be happy for me, yah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;who knew it was you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-4525517069597810209?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/4525517069597810209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=4525517069597810209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/4525517069597810209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/4525517069597810209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/03/brains-dont-make-man.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-6051262850166260380</id><published>2007-03-26T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T23:07:15.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i watched music and lyrics with casandra&lt;br /&gt;just now. i was a really good show. =D&lt;br /&gt;im gonna watch the messengers with&lt;br /&gt;govin tmr. =D no more seperation&lt;br /&gt;anxiety . haha. he got another phone.&lt;br /&gt;cos he lost his. haha. life is pretty&lt;br /&gt;interesting now, though im not&lt;br /&gt;suppose to say most of it. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;unit stand down. so happy. but i hate&lt;br /&gt;it that i have to miss learning fest.&lt;br /&gt;stupid NPDP training. sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;i hate it. ugh. anyway. i wanna sleep&lt;br /&gt;early,or i'll have dark rings. ew. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;i love weekends u know. i like saturday&lt;br /&gt;nights n sundays. anyway. going for&lt;br /&gt;confession finally on wed. i shall wear,&lt;br /&gt;my pink top, black skirt, black wedges.&lt;br /&gt;and, er, pink hoop earrings. yay. i&lt;br /&gt;memorise my wardrobe so i can plan&lt;br /&gt;my outfits when i'm bored. *pause* no&lt;br /&gt;one said i was NORMAL. haha. anyway,&lt;br /&gt;i gtg now, bye bye faithful readers, no&lt;br /&gt;matter how few...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you've brought me out of that state&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you've helped me to the next stage,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;of forgetting that f-ed up bastard,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but still my my mind lingers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;once in a while,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so don't let me go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-6051262850166260380?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/6051262850166260380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=6051262850166260380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/6051262850166260380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/6051262850166260380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-watched-music-and-lyrics-with.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-4220135727930600303</id><published>2007-03-26T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T00:05:26.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Just another teen&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m just living the way I want,&lt;br /&gt;I’m just having all the fun,&lt;br /&gt;I bet I’m happier than you,&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you wish you were me too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha. I wish that’s the way my life was&lt;br /&gt;But it’s all just a dream cos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I’m just like any other teen,&lt;br /&gt;Wishing for the freedom of life,&lt;br /&gt;I’m no different from you, &lt;br /&gt;We’re all the same,&lt;br /&gt;I might get a bigger allowance,&lt;br /&gt;But who said money was life?&lt;br /&gt;Cos we’re all in this together,&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you see I’m going through,&lt;br /&gt;Everything you do.&lt;br /&gt;So come on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything good that happens never lasts,&lt;br /&gt;Just an hour on and its all in the past,&lt;br /&gt;We’re all stressed out about on thing or another,&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know if I can keep living much longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suicide seems like the best way out,&lt;br /&gt;All they say makes you wanna shout,&lt;br /&gt;“I wanna die!” get me out of here,&lt;br /&gt;I know you’ll miss me dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these songs I write,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get them sung,&lt;br /&gt;A dream I have,&lt;br /&gt;Hope the chance will come,&lt;br /&gt;It’s just a little wish,&lt;br /&gt;Surely that’s alright?&lt;br /&gt;I have dreams like any other teen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m just like any other teen,&lt;br /&gt;Can’t you see? Don’t you understand?&lt;br /&gt;Shit, just stop this childish game,&lt;br /&gt;We’re all the same,&lt;br /&gt;We face all the same problems everyday&lt;br /&gt;Stop being angry with me,&lt;br /&gt;All these problems just aren’t my fault&lt;br /&gt;Go blame the adults, its all them&lt;br /&gt;Oh come on, come on,&lt;br /&gt;You know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wrote this. pro or noob? your choice&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-4220135727930600303?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/4220135727930600303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=4220135727930600303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/4220135727930600303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/4220135727930600303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/03/just-another-teen-im-just-living-way-i.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-7671187559759540960</id><published>2007-03-25T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T00:02:20.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i break out from my emo self.&lt;br /&gt;i havent been happier in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;i managed to get a top from ebase,&lt;br /&gt;n a polka dot skirt, pink tank top n&lt;br /&gt;shorts! from m)phosis. i love that place.&lt;br /&gt;so cool. damn happy, n i found out sth,&lt;br /&gt;that totally made my day. =D i saw&lt;br /&gt;someone staring at me on saturday,&lt;br /&gt;thought it was pretty weird. n i was&lt;br /&gt;laughing too much to think about it&lt;br /&gt;properly anyway. but now that i do,&lt;br /&gt;it strikes me as odd and impossible,&lt;br /&gt;oh well, maybe i was hallucinating,&lt;br /&gt;haha. but i think i was being stared at.&lt;br /&gt;anyway. its quite funny, flattering if&lt;br /&gt;it was really true. haha. my dear lost&lt;br /&gt;his handphone, so i'm suffering from&lt;br /&gt;seperation anxiety-cannot sms, haha.&lt;br /&gt;haiyoh. how to plan dates? i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;he not often online lor. somemore this&lt;br /&gt;week i super free. oh i'll figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, life is nice now, i think. going&lt;br /&gt;for confession on wed, wah, i'll be there&lt;br /&gt;for hours man. jk. i can't but i do have&lt;br /&gt;alot to confess. thats not good, but hey,&lt;br /&gt;im a teen right? haha. 14 this year, yay.&lt;br /&gt;7mnths to go. haha.anyway. its getting&lt;br /&gt;late. it is late. gtg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-7671187559759540960?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/7671187559759540960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=7671187559759540960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/7671187559759540960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/7671187559759540960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/03/today-i-break-out-from-my-emo-self.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-126886176522539762</id><published>2007-03-24T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T18:46:36.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shit. i screwed up corporal.&lt;br /&gt;ugh, don't wanna talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;------------------lovelove-------------lovelove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;---------------lovelovelove---------lovelovelove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;------------lovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;---------lovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-------lovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-------lovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;---------lovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-----------lovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-------------lovelovelovelovelovelovelveolove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;----------------lovelovelovelovelovelovelove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;------------------lovelovelovelovelovelove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;---------------------lovelovelovelovelove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-----------------------lovelovelovelove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--------------------------lovelovelove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;----------------------------lovelove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;------------------------------love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pure boredom.&lt;br /&gt;life is scaring me.&lt;br /&gt;things are happening.&lt;br /&gt;and they confuse me.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what to make out of it.&lt;br /&gt;its freaky.&lt;br /&gt;and strange.&lt;br /&gt;and well, not possible.&lt;br /&gt;no that it really makes me unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;but just strange.&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;i might probably NOT find out.&lt;br /&gt;so happy guessing for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-126886176522539762?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/126886176522539762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=126886176522539762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/126886176522539762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/126886176522539762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/03/shit.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-3012169021110131077</id><published>2007-03-23T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T23:06:37.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i realised that no matter how tiring NPDP&lt;br /&gt;is, i still love it. i love it the same as ballet&lt;br /&gt;class, where you're surrounded by people&lt;br /&gt;that all share a common interest, a common&lt;br /&gt;goal, thats to pass ballet exams and enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;in NPDP, i am surrounded by nothing but&lt;br /&gt;ma'ams, sirs and more ma'ams n sirs, but&lt;br /&gt;we all share a common interest, NP and a&lt;br /&gt;common goal, to get NPDP right. its a great&lt;br /&gt;feeling when you know you can't be left out,&lt;br /&gt;and everyone is just as tired as you are.&lt;br /&gt;at the end, we sit and joke with the area 14&lt;br /&gt;ppl with whatever energy we have left. its&lt;br /&gt;amazing to see all the flag bearers, GOH and&lt;br /&gt;contingents all together. its just amazing when&lt;br /&gt;you hear that one solid bang, and  you see a few&lt;br /&gt;hundred legs doing hentak kaki in unison. its&lt;br /&gt;just 'wow'. im serious.i can't help but bypass all&lt;br /&gt;the hardships and be happy to have taken up&lt;br /&gt;the offer. i am happy. tmr is promo, i'll be&lt;br /&gt;polishing my boots in a while. and i'll just hope&lt;br /&gt;for the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-3012169021110131077?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/3012169021110131077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=3012169021110131077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/3012169021110131077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/3012169021110131077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-realised-that-no-matter-how-tiring.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-8446186357975628112</id><published>2007-03-22T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T23:35:49.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wrote this song this afternoon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Just&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the kiss that’ll make me push everything away,&lt;br /&gt;Just the one that’ll stop time and never let it go,&lt;br /&gt;Just the one that I’m looking for all this while,&lt;br /&gt;Jus the one I’m still searching for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the love of a guy that I could never ask for,&lt;br /&gt;Just how much he gives me I could never believe,&lt;br /&gt;Just the little things he says that make me laugh,&lt;br /&gt;Just his words that make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s just everything he does,&lt;br /&gt;That I never knew could be real,&lt;br /&gt;But I see it now,&lt;br /&gt;And everything is just too good to be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the girl that’s writing this,&lt;br /&gt;Just the girl that’s loving him,&lt;br /&gt;Just the girl that could never ask for more,&lt;br /&gt;Just the girl that’s wishing it’ll never end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just our simple little story,&lt;br /&gt;Just those few years back that we first met,&lt;br /&gt;Just the courage you gathered to ask me,&lt;br /&gt;Just the good times that we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re just wanting it to last forever,&lt;br /&gt;All the memories we’ll hold together,&lt;br /&gt;All we did for each other,&lt;br /&gt;It’s just the love we share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you hold me close forever?&lt;br /&gt;Will be just us forever?&lt;br /&gt;Will you be mine forever?&lt;br /&gt;Will we just be the best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s just forget the world,&lt;br /&gt;Let’s just concentrate on us,&lt;br /&gt;Cos you know it’s just what we want,&lt;br /&gt;So let’s just keep loving each other,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s just…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup.thats it. i'm not talking abt myself k.&lt;br /&gt;its just random.and i gotta try and make&lt;br /&gt;the tune for it. then it'll be complete.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-8446186357975628112?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/8446186357975628112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=8446186357975628112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/8446186357975628112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/8446186357975628112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-wrote-this-song-this-afternoon-just.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-1749261153392506614</id><published>2007-03-21T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T23:09:18.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shut out, all the troubles let it go,&lt;br /&gt;drop all your work, go for a show,&lt;br /&gt;i need to live a little,&lt;br /&gt;but life's so not agreeable,&lt;br /&gt;so i'm stuck here.&lt;br /&gt;dreading my fate so clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh, my poetry is getting suckier.&lt;br /&gt;shit lah.&lt;br /&gt;i need to do sth.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what,&lt;br /&gt;but i gotta.&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna die alrd.&lt;br /&gt;but now's not the time to get suicidal&lt;br /&gt;i gotta sleep on this,&lt;br /&gt;shit lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the love of a guy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i could never ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;he's gives me enough to last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-1749261153392506614?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/1749261153392506614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=1749261153392506614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/1749261153392506614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/1749261153392506614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/03/shut-out-all-troubles-let-it-go-drop.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-7264965454733626640</id><published>2007-03-19T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T23:52:35.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wth.&lt;br /&gt;there was an article on EMO TEENS&lt;br /&gt;in the home page today.&lt;br /&gt;wth lah.&lt;br /&gt;its so totally crapped up lah.&lt;br /&gt;like hello?&lt;br /&gt;only way to describe emo accurately&lt;br /&gt;is to have a TEEN write the article.&lt;br /&gt;its so stupid lah.&lt;br /&gt;they're just trying to act like they're&lt;br /&gt;in control .and they understand&lt;br /&gt;everything.&lt;br /&gt;but hello. emo is a FEELING.&lt;br /&gt;omg. they're being ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;you know, all the books that teach&lt;br /&gt;adults how to understand their&lt;br /&gt;teens, are written by ADULTS.&lt;br /&gt;they all say, try to look from the&lt;br /&gt;teen's point of view, but guess what,&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't work. cos, how would an&lt;br /&gt;adult know anything? you gotta&lt;br /&gt;have it written by a teen man,&lt;br /&gt;or parents will forever be clueless.&lt;br /&gt;so stupid. they think they know it&lt;br /&gt;but they've hardly done anything.&lt;br /&gt;its just so crapped up.&lt;br /&gt;ugh. stupid.&lt;br /&gt;teens are allowed to be strange,&lt;br /&gt;so stop trying to understand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;life isn't easy as a TEEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-7264965454733626640?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/7264965454733626640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=7264965454733626640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/7264965454733626640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/7264965454733626640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/03/wth.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-6408147497014397365</id><published>2007-03-18T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T22:03:53.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i blogged 4 times ytd.&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;i'm siao alrd.&lt;br /&gt;can't believe geraldine n elgyn&lt;br /&gt;r gonna follow me on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;omg lah.&lt;br /&gt;i think that'll make me super nervous.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;die.&lt;br /&gt;how leh.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what to do lah.&lt;br /&gt;shit. shit.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna die lah.&lt;br /&gt;n y my hits go up but no tag?&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;freaking frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;shit lah.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna die liao.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;someone save me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my life is hitting rock bottom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-6408147497014397365?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23044930.post-1823475367436073072</id><published>2007-03-17T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T23:52:33.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the darkness of night,&lt;br /&gt;the thoughts brought to light.&lt;br /&gt;my mind whirls,&lt;br /&gt;the world swirls,&lt;br /&gt;i run out the door,&lt;br /&gt;i hit the floor,&lt;br /&gt;22 storeys down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the warm trickle,&lt;br /&gt;of the dark liquid down my wrist,&lt;br /&gt;i stare transfixed,&lt;br /&gt;mesmerised,&lt;br /&gt;my own blood.&lt;br /&gt;time seems to stop,&lt;br /&gt;but it passes faster even.&lt;br /&gt;my head feels light,&lt;br /&gt;i hit the floor,&lt;br /&gt;its over, i'm out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i gotta stop doing this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;shit. i'm mentally killing myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-1823475367436073072?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/1823475367436073072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=1823475367436073072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/1823475367436073072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/1823475367436073072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/03/darkness-of-night-thoughts-brought-to.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-5455482401491261918</id><published>2007-03-17T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T23:41:51.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need to destroy sth.&lt;br /&gt;or cry,&lt;br /&gt;or scream.&lt;br /&gt;n i dun even know y.&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;damn lah.&lt;br /&gt;freaking idiot.&lt;br /&gt;y do i always have to be&lt;br /&gt;involved with a 'g' person.&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;fuck lah.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what to do.&lt;br /&gt;im all messed up.&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what im doing anymore.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its better if i died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;are all teens suicidal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-5455482401491261918?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/5455482401491261918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=5455482401491261918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/5455482401491261918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/5455482401491261918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-need-to-destroy-sth.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-5162459237472701666</id><published>2007-03-17T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T23:21:52.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>next tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;woah.&lt;br /&gt;get ready,&lt;br /&gt;get set,&lt;br /&gt;DIE.&lt;br /&gt;man,&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna sound&lt;br /&gt;like a wimp or anything,&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;im FREAKING NERVOUS.&lt;br /&gt;duh.&lt;br /&gt;ah, i need moral support&lt;br /&gt;but sth's telling me,&lt;br /&gt;i'll be ok on my own.&lt;br /&gt;trust my instincts,&lt;br /&gt;n guess what?&lt;br /&gt;i dun even know what my&lt;br /&gt;instincts are saying.&lt;br /&gt;oh man.&lt;br /&gt;someone HELP?&lt;br /&gt;ah.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;help this girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-5162459237472701666?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/5162459237472701666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=5162459237472701666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/5162459237472701666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/5162459237472701666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/03/next-tuesday.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-3468965559567616357</id><published>2007-03-17T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T12:00:12.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i'm going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;am i going crazy?&lt;br /&gt;i think i am.&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-3468965559567616357?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/3468965559567616357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=3468965559567616357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/3468965559567616357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/3468965559567616357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-think-im-going-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-6175491287359270226</id><published>2007-03-16T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T18:13:36.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think. my piano exam sucked,&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;my life is really messed up now.&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what to think.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what to do.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;n i hate tuition.&lt;br /&gt;it sucks like hell.&lt;br /&gt;i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;me n tuition just don't click.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;n if i could just do a double pirouette tonight.&lt;br /&gt;it would make my day.&lt;br /&gt;totally.&lt;br /&gt;im so crazy that im blogging three times a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;i know that we can never be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but shit, you're freaking hot.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-6175491287359270226?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/6175491287359270226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=6175491287359270226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/6175491287359270226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/6175491287359270226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-8000713362483811194</id><published>2007-03-16T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T12:56:50.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what girl in this world,&lt;br /&gt;wants to get married at thirteen?&lt;br /&gt;all that you say to me,&lt;br /&gt;sounds like you're all grown up.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not stupid to believe that crap.&lt;br /&gt;what boy of 15 can promise all that?&lt;br /&gt;you say you love me,&lt;br /&gt;but how would you know,&lt;br /&gt;bet you can't even explain it to me.&lt;br /&gt;you wanna know why i never say i love you?&lt;br /&gt;cos i don't know what it is,&lt;br /&gt;and i never wanna give you the wrong idea&lt;br /&gt;cos i'm not as crazy abt you as you think.&lt;br /&gt;no. i'm not,&lt;br /&gt;and i probably will never be,&lt;br /&gt;sorry if you really love me that much,&lt;br /&gt;cos you'll end up getting hurt.&lt;br /&gt;you'll probably will hate me forever,&lt;br /&gt;but what do you expect?&lt;br /&gt;us to get married?&lt;br /&gt;if you do,&lt;br /&gt;you're crazy.&lt;br /&gt;you'd best be getting out of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-8000713362483811194?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23044930.post-4324160406866617095</id><published>2007-03-16T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T12:47:14.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>piano exam later.&lt;br /&gt;ha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what im doing.&lt;br /&gt;i broke my new year's resolution&lt;br /&gt;die lah.&lt;br /&gt;kept it up for 2 1/2 mths?&lt;br /&gt;ha.&lt;br /&gt;whatever lah.&lt;br /&gt;feel like a wreck.&lt;br /&gt;its like,&lt;br /&gt;so stupid can?&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;my life is all fucked up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;what have i done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-4324160406866617095?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/4324160406866617095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=4324160406866617095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/4324160406866617095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/4324160406866617095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/03/piano-exam-later.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-1167501872990950514</id><published>2007-03-16T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T00:06:19.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its out in the open.&lt;br /&gt;well, sorta.&lt;br /&gt;im still confused ok?&lt;br /&gt;still.&lt;br /&gt;i gotta have more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;shit. what have i done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-1167501872990950514?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/1167501872990950514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=1167501872990950514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/1167501872990950514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/1167501872990950514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-out-in-open.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-6835008844883168434</id><published>2007-03-14T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T21:25:03.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy.&lt;br /&gt;sad.&lt;br /&gt;confused.&lt;br /&gt;stressed.&lt;br /&gt;put it together.&lt;br /&gt;you get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;ME&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos thats what i am.&lt;br /&gt;happy sad and confused are related.&lt;br /&gt;stressed is a different thing.&lt;br /&gt;since, blogs are open for anyone to read,&lt;br /&gt;i shall not blog about a certain sth.&lt;br /&gt;ha,&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;this year,&lt;br /&gt;might just get more eventful than last yr.&lt;br /&gt;which, can't be good.&lt;br /&gt;i will be placed in a difficult situation,&lt;br /&gt;which i won't be able to handle.&lt;br /&gt;thats just a feeling.&lt;br /&gt;but, i guess i can minimise the impact,&lt;br /&gt;by basically not being stupid.&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;if it hits me bad,&lt;br /&gt;i'll probably, err. get suicidal again.&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;save me someone.&lt;br /&gt;im drowning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;love huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;what is it anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-6835008844883168434?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/6835008844883168434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=6835008844883168434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/6835008844883168434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/6835008844883168434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-8262096350651915785</id><published>2007-03-14T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T13:31:27.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am a princess. ha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-8262096350651915785?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/8262096350651915785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=8262096350651915785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/8262096350651915785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/8262096350651915785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-am-princess.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-5181602692442823153</id><published>2007-03-13T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T23:34:23.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i actually thought.&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't get anymore confused.&lt;br /&gt;well, here i am.&lt;br /&gt;so dazed i can't even think properly.&lt;br /&gt;i'm 13.&lt;br /&gt;n a 14 yr old,&lt;br /&gt;confesses to me like we're gonna get married.&lt;br /&gt;damn freaky.&lt;br /&gt;and no.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not answering any questions.&lt;br /&gt;i am freaked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;its not that easy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you can say what you want,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but how would i know ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you could have said it to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the other girls too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm not stupid you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-5181602692442823153?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/5181602692442823153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=5181602692442823153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/5181602692442823153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/5181602692442823153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-actually-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-8100470556738886678</id><published>2007-03-13T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T19:49:44.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sth big big big just happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;but its my secret. n it'll stay that way.&lt;br /&gt;i'm quite er...shocked by it? but anyway.&lt;br /&gt;too bad if you wanna know. cos i'm not&lt;br /&gt;saying anything. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'll skip the forgiving, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cos you know i can't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;n i'll just forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-8100470556738886678?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/8100470556738886678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=8100470556738886678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/8100470556738886678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/8100470556738886678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/03/sth-big-big-big-just-happened-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-2322859220805128414</id><published>2007-03-13T15:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T15:22:30.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg. camp was like.&lt;br /&gt;so slack compared to last year.&lt;br /&gt;i mean , well, i wasn't around on the first day&lt;br /&gt;so maybe i don't know. but my squadmates&lt;br /&gt;who were around all said it was slacker&lt;br /&gt;so i guess it is.it was like. i go by days lah.&lt;br /&gt;easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;10 march,saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 8 am?&lt;br /&gt;ya. around there.&lt;br /&gt;den i was like. eat breakfast. blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;den i got my stuff. den i went for theory exam.&lt;br /&gt;wah. this super small girl sitting beside me.&lt;br /&gt;maybe abt pri 1, pri 2? taking same paper as me !&lt;br /&gt;omg. grade 5 lor. anyway. i finished abt 11.15am?&lt;br /&gt;den me n geraldine we went to eat at macs! haha.&lt;br /&gt;den we chiong take mrt to cgs. den when we got there,&lt;br /&gt;we were walking behind mdm lim! haha, so funny.&lt;br /&gt;den when we got there,&lt;br /&gt;dey were just getting ready to go for the hike. so&lt;br /&gt;we ran up to the hall dump our stuff grab water bottles&lt;br /&gt;n fall in. i was in grp 4 ! COCOPUFF! haha. so cute.&lt;br /&gt;altho. it wouldnt be my first choice haha.ok . so we walk&lt;br /&gt;walk walk walk walk...to mt. faber. so near can? anyway.&lt;br /&gt;we play play play alot of games, eat stuff, den walk down&lt;br /&gt;frm mt. faber n take BUS BACK! omg. so shuang. haha.&lt;br /&gt;when we got back, we prepared for our campfire&lt;br /&gt;performance. haha. liana was the BIMBO! haha. jessica&lt;br /&gt;ma'am train her, haha. ya. n we had dinner, wash up, blah&lt;br /&gt;blah blah. den campfire !!!! haha. so fun. haha. i love all the&lt;br /&gt;cheers man. n the games so cool. haha.so fun.&lt;br /&gt;wah den kena scold like ku-ku, jiat ru ma'am, jie en ma'am&lt;br /&gt;cynthia ma'am all so super angry.omg omg omg !!!!! casandra&lt;br /&gt;just told me that she saw "something" during sentry duty!&lt;br /&gt;omg. n the sec 1s also say! ahhh!!!!!! omg. so scared. anyway.&lt;br /&gt;we went for night run around school ok! omg. bcos some&lt;br /&gt;cadets keep falling asleep. omg.n my eyes were open so&lt;br /&gt;damn big can? ugh. den finally. we went to sleep. we had&lt;br /&gt;squadtalk for a while, n i cried. haais.den i sleep,so shuang&lt;br /&gt;cos no sentry duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;11 march,sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake up, have pt. it was ok lah,&lt;br /&gt;lucky no need to run to tiong like last year.&lt;br /&gt;we went for archery course! haha.my archery not so good lor.&lt;br /&gt;aiming always off.haha. anyway. it was fun. n i got a nice tan !&lt;br /&gt;=D haha. we went back, had lunch. den have telematch n&lt;br /&gt;treasure hunt. haha. den area clean up. we had to clean the&lt;br /&gt;toilets. i had a few sec1s following me. can't rmb who. so i lead&lt;br /&gt;them around. clean clean den have to clean again cos ma'ams&lt;br /&gt;not satisfied. den me n ah ma help jie en ma'am and li ling&lt;br /&gt;ma'am clean zinc plates. =D haha. den we get our stuff.&lt;br /&gt;wah den zakiah ma'am freaking angry lor.pump us 65 for&lt;br /&gt;ppl that fell out and abandoned water bottles.oh well..&lt;br /&gt;den prize presentation, cocopuff got most united group !&lt;br /&gt;haha. gui mei ma'am is nice. =D anyway. ya. so that was camp.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun lah.&lt;br /&gt;but maybe the sec1s think different differently about np now?&lt;br /&gt;maybe. i don't wanna talk about squadtalk. it was so emotional.&lt;br /&gt;anyway. camp was. alright. can't believe, our squad will be&lt;br /&gt;the ones organising it next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-2322859220805128414?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/2322859220805128414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=2322859220805128414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/2322859220805128414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/2322859220805128414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/03/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-8027484127182481250</id><published>2007-03-11T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T22:18:25.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>call me crazy or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;cos hey ppl, i'm back from camp.&lt;br /&gt;i'll blog in detail tmr.&lt;br /&gt;cos i'm having a really bad headache.&lt;br /&gt;ugh. there is a problem with the sec 1s.&lt;br /&gt;n we,&lt;br /&gt;sec 2 squad '07 ,&lt;br /&gt;has got a problem too.&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna think about it.&lt;br /&gt;life without this year's sec 4 ma'ams is&lt;br /&gt;gonna be difficult.&lt;br /&gt;cos like they said, we r so not role models.&lt;br /&gt;n i agree.&lt;br /&gt;totally.&lt;br /&gt;maybe we're bonded.&lt;br /&gt;but we're still not role models.&lt;br /&gt;i'm falling asleep alrd.&lt;br /&gt;till tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;at least, im not crying about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-8027484127182481250?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/8027484127182481250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=8027484127182481250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/8027484127182481250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/8027484127182481250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/03/call-me-crazy-or-whatever.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-8282266779435081981</id><published>2007-03-09T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T23:37:21.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey ppl.&lt;br /&gt;won't be around for about two days.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going for unit camp.&lt;br /&gt;probably will blog on monday.&lt;br /&gt;or sunday, if i'm not too tired.&lt;br /&gt;theory exam tmr.&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck !&lt;br /&gt;but i think i'll be ok.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;NPDP training was tiring.&lt;br /&gt;i think my arm is gonna break.&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;sec 3 ma'ams are nice =D&lt;br /&gt;haha. i have a crescent flag with me !&lt;br /&gt;muahahahaha,&lt;br /&gt;so fun,&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i gtg sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;i CANNOT fall asleep during theory.&lt;br /&gt;i will totally MALU myself.&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a heart that burns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;passion stirrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-8282266779435081981?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/8282266779435081981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=8282266779435081981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/8282266779435081981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/8282266779435081981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/03/hey-ppl.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-152765643007909484</id><published>2007-03-08T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T23:10:49.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when i don't see you i'm happy,&lt;br /&gt;and sad.&lt;br /&gt;when i DO see you i'm happy,&lt;br /&gt;and sad.&lt;br /&gt;you&lt;br /&gt;make&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confused.&lt;br /&gt;and the "funny" thing is,&lt;br /&gt;you don't even know it.&lt;br /&gt;cos who was hurt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, if you're hurting too,&lt;br /&gt;you brought it upon yourself.&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't have to be this way.&lt;br /&gt;but.&lt;br /&gt;you.&lt;br /&gt;you spoilt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;fucking&lt;/s&gt; bastard&lt;br /&gt;4 months.&lt;br /&gt;thats how long i've been hurting.&lt;br /&gt;you wouldn't believe it if i told you.&lt;br /&gt;ha.&lt;br /&gt;how i wish you would read all this.&lt;br /&gt;maybe you do?&lt;br /&gt;well. good then.&lt;br /&gt;but i know you aren't. so&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;oh yah.&lt;br /&gt;stop looking at me.&lt;br /&gt;you're freaking the hell out of me.&lt;br /&gt;stop it ok.&lt;br /&gt;you make me fucking confused.&lt;br /&gt;more than i alrd am.&lt;br /&gt;so quit it.&lt;br /&gt;i don't need shit like that to make my life worse.&lt;br /&gt;just leave me be.&lt;br /&gt;i know you'll never make me happy anyway.&lt;br /&gt;so you might as well stop trying to be nice&lt;br /&gt;or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;cos you're just devastating me.&lt;br /&gt;surely you could spare me that.&lt;br /&gt;you know i can never hate you.&lt;br /&gt;you know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fucking CT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-152765643007909484?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/152765643007909484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=152765643007909484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/152765643007909484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/152765643007909484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/03/when-i-dont-see-you-im-happy-and-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-4187960464987057871</id><published>2007-03-07T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T22:28:34.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>emo.&lt;br /&gt;thats all you can use to describe me.&lt;br /&gt;fuck lah.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish i wasn't in NP.&lt;br /&gt;jeremy sumpter rocks.&lt;br /&gt;and.&lt;br /&gt;i love youtube.&lt;br /&gt;its what keeps me sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you know&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;what i am without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you know how bad you hurt me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you know how much you made me miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you know how much _ ____ ___.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-4187960464987057871?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/4187960464987057871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=4187960464987057871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/4187960464987057871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/4187960464987057871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/03/emo.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-2532212537227065795</id><published>2007-03-05T22:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T22:42:24.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fuck.&lt;br /&gt;go away.&lt;br /&gt;leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;stop it.&lt;br /&gt;stop looking at me.&lt;br /&gt;stop messing me up.&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying to recover.&lt;br /&gt;you just keep opening my wound.&lt;br /&gt;fuck. stop it.&lt;br /&gt;you know i can't let you go.&lt;br /&gt;stop rubbing it in.&lt;br /&gt;you're destroying me.&lt;br /&gt;fuck. please.&lt;br /&gt;just this once.&lt;br /&gt;please.&lt;br /&gt;don't make me any more sad.&lt;br /&gt;please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-2532212537227065795?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/2532212537227065795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=2532212537227065795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/2532212537227065795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/2532212537227065795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/03/fuck_05.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-4791583540325778679</id><published>2007-03-05T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T22:33:51.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't read fanfics !&lt;br /&gt;i write them !&lt;br /&gt;ive only got two chapters in.&lt;br /&gt;though ive written much more.&lt;br /&gt;i decided to allow comments influence&lt;br /&gt;what happens next,&lt;br /&gt;well a little bit anyway&lt;br /&gt;here's the link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://winglin.net/fanfic/creznpcadet"&gt;http://winglin.net/fanfic/creznpcadet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may be a bit shitty. but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;first story wat.&lt;br /&gt;ok ok.&lt;br /&gt;bye bye. go read n comment ya?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-4791583540325778679?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/4791583540325778679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=4791583540325778679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/4791583540325778679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/4791583540325778679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-dont-read-fanfics-i-write-them-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-2522683180395027957</id><published>2007-03-04T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T22:37:54.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shit shit shit.&lt;br /&gt;ive had enough.&lt;br /&gt;y are you messing me up.&lt;br /&gt;there were no more signs&lt;br /&gt;i thot it was over&lt;br /&gt;then,&lt;br /&gt;you had to start it again.&lt;br /&gt;you think its funny?&lt;br /&gt;you think its a game?&lt;br /&gt;you're killing me.&lt;br /&gt;fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-2522683180395027957?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/2522683180395027957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=2522683180395027957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/2522683180395027957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Let them go."&lt;br /&gt;wth wth wth wth.&lt;br /&gt;i can't help but believe astrology you know?&lt;br /&gt;ugh&lt;br /&gt;shit shit shit.&lt;br /&gt;how can it be so accurate.&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;shit shit shit.&lt;br /&gt;it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;i DON'T wanna let go&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-7462767747157848105?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/7462767747157848105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=7462767747157848105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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lunch.&lt;br /&gt;imagine doing hentak for 3 hrs straight,&lt;br /&gt;plus ur right arm is holding a flagpole steady&lt;br /&gt;with ur arm parallel to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;what does that feel like? you wanna die.&lt;br /&gt;i was gonna die. n now my arm muscles,&lt;br /&gt;thigh muscles n stomach muscles hurt like siao.&lt;br /&gt;it was so super tiring lor. dear squadmates,&lt;br /&gt;normal np sessions are nothing. wait till you&lt;br /&gt;go for NPDP next year, den you'll vouch for&lt;br /&gt;what i've said. i think ma'ams couldnt get me&lt;br /&gt;to do drills anyway, cos they're doing baton n&lt;br /&gt;rifle drills, which i've obviously havent learnt.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.anyway. it was hell of a session. but as&lt;br /&gt;usual, sec 3 ma'ams all very nice. n sec 4 ma'ams&lt;br /&gt;also. all very nice. haha. i got the form for the new&lt;br /&gt;zealand ballet study tour ! omg. ive been wanting&lt;br /&gt;to go since forever! but my freaking parents&lt;br /&gt;have a problem with it . ugh, n i wanna go japan&lt;br /&gt;also ! how how. i really wanna go for both. but&lt;br /&gt;obviously cant right. ahhhh!!!!!! help. i dunno&lt;br /&gt;what to do now, i choice to go for two different&lt;br /&gt;overseas trips, at two very different places, for&lt;br /&gt;two very different reasons and with very different&lt;br /&gt;people. how?ugh. damn lah. jeremy used that&lt;br /&gt;idiot's phone to call me ytd. it was a missed call&lt;br /&gt;but still. both of them r idiots now. ugh. i had&lt;br /&gt;a weird dream last night, sth along the lines of&lt;br /&gt;cat class ppl, geraldine and fried rice. oh well&lt;br /&gt;nvm. i spend alot of time during NPDP trainings&lt;br /&gt;eavesdropping haha. so i know that we're getting&lt;br /&gt;our new unit tee next week ! yay ! i think im not&lt;br /&gt;going for camp. oh i dunno. gotta think. i gtg.&lt;br /&gt;got homework to finish, might blog again later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;dying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dead&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-8499970315339505046?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/8499970315339505046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=8499970315339505046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/8499970315339505046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/8499970315339505046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/03/ytd-was-fun-fun-again-i-fell-asleep-in.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-8119190002220947560</id><published>2007-03-01T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T22:33:53.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;everything just sucks. i cant .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i cant. i cant. i wanna cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i wanna cut myself. i wanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;get out of school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i wanna die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;fuck&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-8119190002220947560?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/8119190002220947560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=8119190002220947560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/8119190002220947560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/8119190002220947560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/03/fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-6365755316894523094</id><published>2007-03-01T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T13:22:36.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Hold me in your arms, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;tell me all the things I want to hear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;whisper my wishes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;keep me safe and warm, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;kiss me gently, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;tell me I’ll be ok, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;reassure me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;run your fingers through my hair, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hug me tight, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;sing to me softly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;lull me into my much needed beauty sleep, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;wash away my sadness, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;let me feel ok, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;let me have a peaceful sleep, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;talk to me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;don’t make me cry, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;don’t make me cry.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-6365755316894523094?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/6365755316894523094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=6365755316894523094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/6365755316894523094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/6365755316894523094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/03/hold-me-in-your-arms-tell-me-all-things.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-27399402146189583</id><published>2007-02-28T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T19:39:06.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ragged breath,&lt;br /&gt;moonlight on my palms,&lt;br /&gt;blood tears on my stained cheeks,&lt;br /&gt;wet hair dripping down my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mind whirling,&lt;br /&gt;my heart ablaze,&lt;br /&gt;my voice a whisper,&lt;br /&gt;my eyes flutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fatigue that kills,&lt;br /&gt;exhaustion lethal,&lt;br /&gt;sadness that burns,&lt;br /&gt;a long peaceful sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fall,&lt;br /&gt;and drift to the unknown,&lt;br /&gt;wash my sadness away,&lt;br /&gt;unbearable pain be gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the memory lasts,&lt;br /&gt;your words they pierce,&lt;br /&gt;i will be scarred,&lt;br /&gt;and you don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blood tears they flow,&lt;br /&gt;they will not stop,&lt;br /&gt;the sadness remains,&lt;br /&gt;as blood tears flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;it is you alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yet you alone did this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-27399402146189583?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/27399402146189583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=27399402146189583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/27399402146189583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/27399402146189583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/02/ragged-breath-moonlight-on-my-palms.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-4104669047664360143</id><published>2007-02-27T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T22:02:47.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blood tears fall,&lt;br /&gt;with raindrops they mix,&lt;br /&gt;slide down my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorrow that scars,&lt;br /&gt;scar my heart,&lt;br /&gt;the pain everlasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your footsteps fade,&lt;br /&gt;and my heart aches,&lt;br /&gt;i call your name,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still there is only,&lt;br /&gt;the soft patter of raindrops&lt;br /&gt;and blood tears that fall to my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;darling, it is you alone&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-4104669047664360143?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/4104669047664360143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=4104669047664360143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/4104669047664360143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/4104669047664360143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/02/blood-tears-fall-with-raindrops-they.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-5625014027515129451</id><published>2007-02-27T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T21:56:35.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today we had that dance in cirriculum thingy.&lt;br /&gt;its so fun! n cute! way nicer than playing&lt;br /&gt;recorder or singing the school song. haha.&lt;br /&gt;change of mood now. feeling emo.&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-5625014027515129451?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23044930.post-46324809607263184</id><published>2007-02-26T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T11:52:40.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know what. these are my teachers.&lt;br /&gt;-the maniac-a nice one&lt;br /&gt;-the random one&lt;br /&gt;-the sadist&lt;br /&gt;im serious&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-46324809607263184?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/46324809607263184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=46324809607263184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/46324809607263184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/46324809607263184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/02/you-know-what_26.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-7673525768646945524</id><published>2007-02-26T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T11:40:28.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm feeling strange right now.&lt;br /&gt;what do you do when someone ruins your life,&lt;br /&gt;then seems to want to make it up to you&lt;br /&gt;but doesnt seem sure how he/she is to do it?&lt;br /&gt;den you, the victim, are faced with uncertain&lt;br /&gt;signs and is left to figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;thats exactly what im feeling. weird right?&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;man.&lt;br /&gt;what do i do now.&lt;br /&gt;i need to sort it out.&lt;br /&gt;but how if i'm wrong?&lt;br /&gt;major maluation.&lt;br /&gt;ugh. i guess i'll just leave it for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;until its clearer.&lt;br /&gt;ohhh mann...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;i know i can't have you but don't act like i don't exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i can't bear the silence, talk to me,please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i need you.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-23044930.post-5092764306470978078</id><published>2007-02-25T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T22:56:27.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know what.&lt;br /&gt;i just love you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-5092764306470978078?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/5092764306470978078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=5092764306470978078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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about 1.15 i just ended class den wu shuang ma'am&lt;br /&gt;came to get me.so i went to canteen n eat lunch n den&lt;br /&gt;we all walked to queenstown sec. there was 12 of us.&lt;br /&gt;wu shuang ma'am,kelly ma'am,melissa ma'am,&lt;br /&gt;mun ting ma'am,hanisah ma'am,danusha ma'am,&lt;br /&gt;sowjanya ma'am,jesslyn(sp?) ma'am,pearlyn(sp?) ma'am,&lt;br /&gt;jia ying ma'am,cynthia ma'am n me.i felt so small you know.&lt;br /&gt;at queenstown we all chiong change into half-u den fall in at&lt;br /&gt;foyer, den we wait wait wait for bus. so long lor. on the&lt;br /&gt;bus, i sat with mun ting ma'am. n cynthia ma'am sit in front&lt;br /&gt;of us with jia ying ma'am. den she keep asking me if i'm&lt;br /&gt;bored. they all think i'm bored but i wasn't lor. den they say&lt;br /&gt;the journey very long n i can sleep if i want to. so i sleep,&lt;br /&gt;den cynthia ma'am suddenly call me. n ask me if i was alright.&lt;br /&gt;den i was like.'err...ya' den she say that every week one sec3&lt;br /&gt;ma'am must look after me den she can see who can be medic.&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't even sick. haha. den reach alrd. wahhh. the HTA is&lt;br /&gt;SOOOO big.so. im reserve flag bearer right so they tell me&lt;br /&gt;to follow hanisah ma'am cos she's flag bearer.den we take&lt;br /&gt;attendence den take flag pole n the flagsash or sth. the pouch&lt;br /&gt;that you wear to put the flag pole in. den they teach us&lt;br /&gt;sedia n senangdiri with the flag pole n three other commands&lt;br /&gt;which i can't rmb what they're called. haha. den we stand there&lt;br /&gt;so long that after that i couldn't walk properly. den we had&lt;br /&gt;break n they gave us 'rations' which was SO much. the milo taste&lt;br /&gt;funny. i wasn't really hungry. anyway. den it started to rain like&lt;br /&gt;siao. so we went into the tunnel to practice. n got all wet cos we had&lt;br /&gt;to run there n there wasn't shelter. den at 6pm. we were released.&lt;br /&gt;only me,cynthia ma'am,jia ying ma'am,mun ting ma'am n kelly ma'am&lt;br /&gt;were going back to queenstown, the other ma'ams were going back&lt;br /&gt;straight from there. so on the bus back. we sat at the back. n i was&lt;br /&gt;sitting beside cynthia ma'am (haha zh), den dey all say i no need&lt;br /&gt;to be so formal during this kinda thing. n i can talk as much as i want.&lt;br /&gt;cynthia ma'am is crazy. she started singing lor. haha. sec 3 ma'ams&lt;br /&gt;all very nice also. cynthia ma'am say i must tell edlyn ma'am that&lt;br /&gt;she look after me very well. haha. it was fun lor. all the ppl in flag party&lt;br /&gt;SO tall. so freaky lor. especially the guys. i felt like a midget. n im&lt;br /&gt;kinda happy lor. there was this guy that thought i was sec 3 n i couldnt&lt;br /&gt;correct him cos he turned away n he was like ' aiyah. can't be sec 2 lor.&lt;br /&gt;sec 2 sure die one.' i wanted to laugh. too bad lor. i wont die. but its like&lt;br /&gt;everyone around me is either sir or ma'am. haha. scary.no one other&lt;br /&gt;than cgs knows i'm sec 2 . so its alright. haha. i can't wait for next week !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-2686357616032052156?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/2686357616032052156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=2686357616032052156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/2686357616032052156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/2686357616032052156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/02/woah.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-3448396625930196979</id><published>2007-02-22T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T19:40:26.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im in love with this song.&lt;br /&gt;no significance to me but i just like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lying Is The Most Fun A Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off&lt;br /&gt;(panic! at the disco)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it still me that makes you sweat?&lt;br /&gt;Am I who you think about in bed?&lt;br /&gt;When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress?&lt;br /&gt;Then think of what you did And how I hope to God he was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch his skin.&lt;br /&gt;I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck&lt;br /&gt;Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me&lt;br /&gt;Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of&lt;br /&gt;Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat?&lt;br /&gt;No, no, no, you know it will always just be me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster&lt;br /&gt;So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,&lt;br /&gt;Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?&lt;br /&gt;So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,&lt;br /&gt;Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess we're back to us, oh cameraman, swing the focus&lt;br /&gt;In case I lost my train of thought, where was it that we last left off?&lt;br /&gt;(Let's pick up, pick up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh now I do recall, we were just getting to the part&lt;br /&gt;Where the shock sets in, and the stomach acid finds a new way to make you get sick.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you didn't expect that you'd get all of the attention.&lt;br /&gt;Now let's not get selfish&lt;br /&gt;Did you really think I’d let you kill this chorus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster&lt;br /&gt;So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,&lt;br /&gt;Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?&lt;br /&gt;So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,&lt;br /&gt;Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance to this beat&lt;br /&gt;Dance to this beat&lt;br /&gt;Dance to this beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster&lt;br /&gt;Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'ve got more win, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck&lt;br /&gt;Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me&lt;br /&gt;Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of&lt;br /&gt;Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat?&lt;br /&gt;No, no, no, you know it will always just be me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster&lt;br /&gt;So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,&lt;br /&gt;Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?&lt;br /&gt;So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,&lt;br /&gt;Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?&lt;br /&gt;So testosterone boys and harlequin girls&lt;br /&gt;Dance to this beat&lt;br /&gt;So testosterone boys and harlequin girls&lt;br /&gt;Dance to this beat And hold a lover close&lt;br /&gt;Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster&lt;br /&gt;Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. nothing much to blog.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just happy that i'm doing much better in school&lt;br /&gt;this year than last year.&lt;br /&gt;and and. that japan thing, my parents allow me to go !&lt;br /&gt;if i can do the project well enough, im all clear !&lt;br /&gt;omg. SO happy. i really wanna go.&lt;br /&gt;its like. JAPAN. 6 days, 5 nights.&lt;br /&gt;no parents . and ms vicky is chaperoning!&lt;br /&gt;thats even better. she actually made me like english again.&lt;br /&gt;i really wanna go. n hopefully at least one of&lt;br /&gt;the cliquees will be going.&lt;br /&gt;oh man.&lt;br /&gt;gotta work like siao.&lt;br /&gt;i have officially broken my new year's resolution.&lt;br /&gt;well...it lasted 2 months!&lt;br /&gt;ugh. i need dinner&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-3448396625930196979?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/3448396625930196979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=3448396625930196979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/3448396625930196979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/3448396625930196979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-in-love-with-this-song.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-6186168412339371375</id><published>2007-02-20T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T16:30:28.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CNY is OVER !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last day of the holidays =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chionging homework. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;these r some of the pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there r more but i look horrible .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4Ua3lC8oc4M/RdqredS0VBI/AAAAAAAAAA0/UDr5DfBCMOk/s1600-h/P2180024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033524073287930898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4Ua3lC8oc4M/RdqredS0VBI/AAAAAAAAAA0/UDr5DfBCMOk/s320/P2180024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4Ua3lC8oc4M/RdqES9S0U8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Xao396VUAfM/s1600-h/P2180013.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4Ua3lC8oc4M/RdqES9S0U8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Xao396VUAfM/s1600-h/P2180013.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my mum's side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4Ua3lC8oc4M/Rdqet9S0VAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/xZnpb8irfvg/s1600-h/P2180002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033510045924742146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4Ua3lC8oc4M/Rdqet9S0VAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/xZnpb8irfvg/s320/P2180002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4Ua3lC8oc4M/RdqES9S0U8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Xao396VUAfM/s1600-h/P2180013.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4Ua3lC8oc4M/RdqES9S0U8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Xao396VUAfM/s1600-h/P2180013.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;vanessa n me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4Ua3lC8oc4M/RdqES9S0U8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Xao396VUAfM/s1600-h/P2180013.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4Ua3lC8oc4M/RdqKMtS0U_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/BXlbsOhJx4U/s1600-h/full+resize.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033487484461536242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4Ua3lC8oc4M/RdqKMtS0U_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/BXlbsOhJx4U/s320/full+resize.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4Ua3lC8oc4M/RdqES9S0U8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Xao396VUAfM/s1600-h/P2180013.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4Ua3lC8oc4M/RdqES9S0U8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Xao396VUAfM/s1600-h/P2180013.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad's side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4Ua3lC8oc4M/RdqES9S0U8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Xao396VUAfM/s1600-h/P2180013.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4Ua3lC8oc4M/RdqHodS0U-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/GovO0IFkM1g/s1600-h/P2180033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033484662668022754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4Ua3lC8oc4M/RdqHodS0U-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/GovO0IFkM1g/s320/P2180033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me and tes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4Ua3lC8oc4M/RdqES9S0U8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Xao396VUAfM/s1600-h/P2180013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033480994765951938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4Ua3lC8oc4M/RdqES9S0U8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Xao396VUAfM/s320/P2180013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;rebecca! i took this =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing much to blog really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i gotta do my homework man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my new year's resolution is getting weak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im starting to get 'distracted'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am a GIRL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a teenage one for that matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as long as im not obsessed or anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll be alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who am i kidding?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-6186168412339371375?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/6186168412339371375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=6186168412339371375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/6186168412339371375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/6186168412339371375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/02/cny-is-over-last-day-of-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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://bp1.blogger.com/_4Ua3lC8oc4M/RdqredS0VBI/AAAAAAAAAA0/UDr5DfBCMOk/s72-c/P2180024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23044930.post-1506233269124351004</id><published>2007-02-14T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T23:16:18.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hey hey !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINES DAY !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;its all about...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lovelove                 lovelove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;      lovelovelove          lovelovelove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;   lovelovelovelovelovelovelovelove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;   lovelovelovelovelovelovelovelove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;       lovelovelovelovelovelovelove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;          lovelovelovelovelovelove &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;             lovelovelovelovelove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;                 lovelovelovelove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;                    lovelovelove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;                       lovelove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;            thank you            thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;   thank you thank       thank you thank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thank you thank you thank you thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thank you thank you thank you thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;   thank you thank you thank you thank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;   thank you thank you thank you thank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;        thank you thank you thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;           thank you thank you thank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;                thank you thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;                   thank you thank  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;                         thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;                             thank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;to all the ppl that brightened up my day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;with presents !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-1506233269124351004?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/1506233269124351004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=1506233269124351004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/1506233269124351004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/1506233269124351004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/02/hey-hey-happy-valentines-day-its-all.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-1574740578348963521</id><published>2007-02-14T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T22:43:43.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nothing to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;corporal promo-39&lt;br /&gt;p.t.-25&lt;br /&gt;p.p.-31&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2093-2106=14&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-1574740578348963521?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/1574740578348963521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=1574740578348963521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/1574740578348963521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/1574740578348963521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/02/nothing-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-4257930432615061199</id><published>2007-02-12T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T21:15:16.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>38 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard that teachers are checking our blogs.&lt;br /&gt;well...i don't bitch about anything in school&lt;br /&gt;so they cant fault me for anything can they?&lt;br /&gt;oh well. i did have quite a bit to blog about&lt;br /&gt;but since its all about school i better not.&lt;br /&gt;n its all good stuff ! but i dont know what&lt;br /&gt;they consider bad. ugh. till im clearer...nth&lt;br /&gt;about school. ugh. makes blogging so boring.&lt;br /&gt;well. i cut my hair on saturday. i know what&lt;br /&gt;you're thinking. 'what? again?' haha. i was&lt;br /&gt;becoming yucky looking. n i bought a new top !&lt;br /&gt;super nice purple one ! yeah. i'm extremely&lt;br /&gt;sleepy.i was just reading back on all my posts&lt;br /&gt;n realised how much i've changed in a year.&lt;br /&gt;i like the change. im more confident, strret-wise?&lt;br /&gt;not the 'cutie-pie' i used to be in pri school.&lt;br /&gt;i think i shall go back to MCS on friday. n ga-jiao&lt;br /&gt;all my old teachers. haha. oh well. what to blog&lt;br /&gt;about? i dunno lah. i'll go now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;corporal promo-40 days&lt;br /&gt;piano theory exam-26 days&lt;br /&gt;piano practical exam-32 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2065-2093= 30 hits today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-4257930432615061199?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23044930.post-5007082322130372057</id><published>2007-02-11T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T23:36:49.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>37 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cross country on tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;yours truely is NOT taking part .&lt;br /&gt;yup. damn ankle.&lt;br /&gt;baking cookies for valentine's day presents!&lt;br /&gt;shh...not telling what kind !&lt;br /&gt;you just better be hoping you are one of the&lt;br /&gt;lucky few to have the privilege of getting one!&lt;br /&gt;LOL. jkjk.&lt;br /&gt;quite a few on mine n cas's list anyway.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. we're sharing.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;i guess it'll be a while till i spend valentine's day&lt;br /&gt;with a GUY ! haha.&lt;br /&gt;(andrea if ur lucky, i might give u a kiss)&lt;br /&gt;ugh no way.&lt;br /&gt;if you think im serious uv got no brains whatsoever&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i just finished a compo with a very strange topic.&lt;br /&gt;well my choice of person isn't very normal anyway.&lt;br /&gt;oh nvm . it just sounds like a bunch of cheem word&lt;br /&gt;cramped tgt.&lt;br /&gt;omg. just read zh nick.&lt;br /&gt;41 days to corporal promo !&lt;br /&gt;omg. looks like i have to do lots of manual day counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;corporal promo-41 days&lt;br /&gt;piano theory exam-27 days&lt;br /&gt;piano practical exam-33 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2038-2064=27 hits today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-5007082322130372057?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/5007082322130372057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>36 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need sleep.&lt;br /&gt;badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2024-2037=13 hits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-8023674783536991321?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/8023674783536991321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=8023674783536991321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/8023674783536991321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/8023674783536991321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/02/36-days.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-1497409056587897745</id><published>2007-02-09T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T23:40:44.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>35 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking,&lt;br /&gt;welcoming,&lt;br /&gt;wandering,&lt;br /&gt;weeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why.&lt;br /&gt;i want an answer.&lt;br /&gt;NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2005-2023=18 hits&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-1497409056587897745?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23044930.post-2085923642459217837</id><published>2007-02-09T00:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T23:38:50.864+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='34 days...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;100th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; post!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha and and and .&lt;br /&gt;this girl here,&lt;br /&gt;me me me,&lt;br /&gt;is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;OFFICIALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;LANCE COPORAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; !!!&lt;br /&gt;and , bcos of my ankle,&lt;br /&gt;my parents have forbidden&lt;br /&gt;me to run &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;cross country&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;pls do not say:&lt;br /&gt;ever heard of 'be careful of&lt;br /&gt;what you wish for?'&lt;br /&gt;do not say that to me. i know&lt;br /&gt;it too well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-2085923642459217837?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/2085923642459217837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=2085923642459217837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/2085923642459217837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/2085923642459217837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-100th-post-haha-and-and-and_09.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-117077684333916988</id><published>2007-02-06T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T23:47:23.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[1]&lt;br /&gt;catapult me to the great unknown,&lt;br /&gt;happy, finally all on my own.&lt;br /&gt;till that happens i'll be stuck here,&lt;br /&gt;yes i know its sad my dear.&lt;br /&gt;the choice isnt mine,&lt;br /&gt;let the chooser be kind.&lt;br /&gt;release me to where i'm meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;all on my own, just me.&lt;br /&gt;[2]&lt;br /&gt;it felt so wrong ,&lt;br /&gt;a nightmare so strong.&lt;br /&gt;it was too nice inside the dream,&lt;br /&gt;but me out here just wanted to scream.&lt;br /&gt;what made that dream seem so real,&lt;br /&gt;understanding it i fail.&lt;br /&gt;a month has passed,&lt;br /&gt;the memory lasts.&lt;br /&gt;oh that dreaded dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31 days.a poem to commemorate the&lt;br /&gt;one month anniversary of me being able&lt;br /&gt;to remember and keep up the day count&lt;br /&gt;of a dream for the first time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-117077684333916988?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/117077684333916988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=117077684333916988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/117077684333916988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/117077684333916988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/02/1-catapult-me-to-great-unknown-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-117069223565929992</id><published>2007-02-06T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T00:17:15.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am this close to commiting suicide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-117069223565929992?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/117069223565929992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=117069223565929992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/117069223565929992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/117069223565929992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-am-this-close-to-commiting-suicide.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-117069056029022247</id><published>2007-02-05T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T23:49:20.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>30 days...haais...pointless? no i dont think&lt;br /&gt;so...well anyway...to sum things up...i cant&lt;br /&gt;rmb alot. this will be super short anyway. im&lt;br /&gt;too tired to blog long.&lt;br /&gt;ok. 3 things:&lt;br /&gt;1.crescent np is a GOLD UNIT ! yay.&lt;br /&gt;2.master parade is on thursday !!!!&lt;br /&gt;3.paul twohill was on the 132.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the third one isnt impt but its just a&lt;br /&gt;cheap thrill. he looks freakingly scary.&lt;br /&gt;i gtg.told u it was short&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-117069056029022247?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/117069056029022247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=117069056029022247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/117069056029022247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/117069056029022247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/02/30-days.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-117050421750835462</id><published>2007-02-03T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T20:06:49.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>28 days.sometimes i dread going to&lt;br /&gt; gramma's hse bcos SOMEONE will have&lt;br /&gt;to make my life miserable. my dad.&lt;br /&gt;interrogating me about wat im doing. not&lt;br /&gt;trusting me, scolding me as we get there&lt;br /&gt;or as we leave. it doesnt matter. it just&lt;br /&gt;hurts. wat parents dont realise is that&lt;br /&gt;everytime they scold us , its the hurt we&lt;br /&gt;feel that makes the greatest impact. they&lt;br /&gt;always say its for our own good. it may be&lt;br /&gt;but wat good can come out of hurt. they&lt;br /&gt;dont know how angry we become, how&lt;br /&gt;sad at the things they say. how harsh&lt;br /&gt;they come across. how much more we&lt;br /&gt;hate them after every scolding, how much&lt;br /&gt;higher our urge to run away becomes.&lt;br /&gt;how we become suicidal. how much they&lt;br /&gt;hurt us. its us thats left there bearing the&lt;br /&gt;weight of their 'comments'. they bear no&lt;br /&gt;hurt, feel nothing from at they said. its us&lt;br /&gt;that bear it all with increasing fury.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes children when grown up cannot&lt;br /&gt;be blamed for leaving their parents alone.&lt;br /&gt;its the hurt they felt that they cannot forgive&lt;br /&gt;their parents for. my parents think that&lt;br /&gt;after the whole thing they can give me a hug&lt;br /&gt;and everything is back to normal. but as much&lt;br /&gt;as it seems that im agreeing, im not. the hurt&lt;br /&gt;lingers and increases thru time. they never&lt;br /&gt;realise it. thats why i woulnt blame someone&lt;br /&gt;for running away from home, for sliting their&lt;br /&gt;wrists or jumping off a building to their death.&lt;br /&gt;the saddess thing is that they only become&lt;br /&gt;aware of the hurt they are causing AFTER a&lt;br /&gt;tragedy. well , its all their fault. they tell us to&lt;br /&gt;be aware of our surroundings, dont be so blur,&lt;br /&gt;well as far as i know, they're the ones with the&lt;br /&gt;foggy glasses. they are the ones that are&lt;br /&gt;completely unaware of what is going on . i am&lt;br /&gt;going to read this blog all over again when i am&lt;br /&gt;a parent n make sure i never do any of this.&lt;br /&gt;i am not gonna make my kids lives miserable.&lt;br /&gt;i have a feeling that my generation will make&lt;br /&gt;much better parents because we'll look back at&lt;br /&gt;all the hurt we had to bear n swear we'll never&lt;br /&gt;do it. parents have got to just WAKE UP. n they&lt;br /&gt;better, n fast. i was going to talk about happy&lt;br /&gt;things but i'll leave that for tmr.they ruined my day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-117050421750835462?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/117050421750835462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=117050421750835462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/117050421750835462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/117050421750835462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/02/28-days.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-117030096419468636</id><published>2007-02-01T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T11:36:04.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>26 days. there r stupid fugged up losers&lt;br /&gt;in this world that have no hearts watsoever,&lt;br /&gt;that r making ppl feel bad by accusing them&lt;br /&gt;of things. which are not even true. why she&lt;br /&gt;is suffering like this under all that lies is&lt;br /&gt;beyond me. she's never done anything to make&lt;br /&gt;anyone hate her. injustice is unbelievably&lt;br /&gt;obvious here. its really hurting her. i cant&lt;br /&gt;believe that there r ppl in this world that r&lt;br /&gt;just so heartless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-117030096419468636?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/117030096419468636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=117030096419468636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/117030096419468636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/117030096419468636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/02/26-days.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-117025435385963986</id><published>2007-01-31T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T22:39:14.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; days...todays the last day of january !&lt;br /&gt;n tammy's birthday! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;happy birthday tammy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet sixteen ! haha. she probably wont&lt;br /&gt;read this but nvm. i'll make it a point to wish&lt;br /&gt;everyone that i know. :D its fun. wow. long&lt;br /&gt;time till the next one. still. it doesnt matter.&lt;br /&gt;today , i am slacking. i think i need motivational&lt;br /&gt;help. cos seriously i dont feel the drive to&lt;br /&gt;study. wat now. i dunno what to do . the past&lt;br /&gt;has just been brought up n tho i am one to&lt;br /&gt;move on almost immediately, it hurts. not&lt;br /&gt;as much, but it hurts. i m so wounded that&lt;br /&gt;i cant go for ballet this friday. im kinda sad&lt;br /&gt;about that. its like my escape. i fit comfortably&lt;br /&gt;there where everyone has that common interest&lt;br /&gt;, ballet. no one saying ballet sucks n things like&lt;br /&gt;that. n i have dear michelle *laughs* there.&lt;br /&gt;too bad she's not going on friday either, she's&lt;br /&gt;also wounded. crystal will have to cope&lt;br /&gt;without us ! haha. everyone who is not in my&lt;br /&gt;ballet class is basically supposed to have no&lt;br /&gt;idea what im saying right now. anyway. my&lt;br /&gt;knee wound is oozing pus. my wrist doesnt&lt;br /&gt;seem to be healing. so i gtg back on friday to&lt;br /&gt;check it again. exactly TWO weeks to&lt;br /&gt;valentines day ! im gonna but balloons like&lt;br /&gt;last year.i shall make it my tradition. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;im just thinking. ive gotten stuff on V day&lt;br /&gt;b4, but never from a guy ! haha. funny. oh&lt;br /&gt;well. i will live for many more years. i'll get&lt;br /&gt;my chance. im suppose to give up guys this&lt;br /&gt;year. as in dont crush on anyone. i have kept&lt;br /&gt;it up for 31 days so far. thats good ok. it wont&lt;br /&gt;last. i know it. but im doing good now. its ok.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna dance. but too bad im injured. oh&lt;br /&gt;well. im so accident prone. i better be more&lt;br /&gt;careful. ive got so many injuries alrd. my&lt;br /&gt;body would become a bag of weak bones.&lt;br /&gt;anyway. ive gotta go. my body has really not&lt;br /&gt;enough sleep. maybe i should email the MOE.&lt;br /&gt;i could propose better schedules that enable&lt;br /&gt;enough sleep. i know im not the only one&lt;br /&gt;falling asleep at school. maybe i will. more&lt;br /&gt;updates...tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-117025435385963986?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/117025435385963986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=117025435385963986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/117025435385963986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/117025435385963986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/01/25-days.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-117008887118749086</id><published>2007-01-30T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T10:29:54.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;solation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; days. quite alot happened today...&lt;br /&gt;but its really late so i'll make it quick.&lt;br /&gt;i fell down during pt today :(. my right&lt;br /&gt;knee has this raw patch now and my&lt;br /&gt;right palm is scratched pretty bad.so&lt;br /&gt;now i am fully wounded. hah. no mass&lt;br /&gt;run, no armpower and no pe for me tmr.&lt;br /&gt;wow. thats alot to miss. n i have to make&lt;br /&gt;up mass run !!!!! ahhh. i dont like. i never&lt;br /&gt;done it. but im seriously not in any&lt;br /&gt;condition to run, even walking is painful.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah...i spent 2 1/2 hrs doing my maths&lt;br /&gt;hw...den just as i finished, i realised that&lt;br /&gt;there wasnt maths tmr. but i it was good&lt;br /&gt;that i did it today...bcos with my hectic&lt;br /&gt;schedule i wud have forgotten it and had&lt;br /&gt;to blahblahblahblah. so not what im&lt;br /&gt;aiming for. anyway...im so much more&lt;br /&gt;confident about my algebra than last year.&lt;br /&gt;last year my algebra was just crap. n this&lt;br /&gt;year, im actually starting to geddit. my&lt;br /&gt;cousin told me that algebra is really impt&lt;br /&gt;so i have to work hard to perfect it. my&lt;br /&gt;hand is stinging as i type this but oh well...&lt;br /&gt;its ok...ive become tougher i think. well i&lt;br /&gt;was never really a fan of 'display your&lt;br /&gt;emotions' i mostly keep my feelings hidden&lt;br /&gt;unless i want ppl to be aware of it. which&lt;br /&gt;isnt often. i got greeted for the first time !!&lt;br /&gt;by limmin and samantha, haha, we seem to&lt;br /&gt;see them alot, oh well i alrd recognise(sp?)&lt;br /&gt;practically all of them...so, there's no escaping&lt;br /&gt;! haha. well its ok. their sec 1s. we did the&lt;br /&gt;avoiding thing too. so its ok. im not really&lt;br /&gt;bothered . they r sec 1s after all. they can be&lt;br /&gt;forgiven. so i shall be a nice ma'am haha.&lt;br /&gt;sounds funny. victoria ma'am sounds funny.&lt;br /&gt;weird. anyway. i gtg now .i typed this in 10&lt;br /&gt;mins ! with an injured hand !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-117008887118749086?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23044930.post-116982474422710954</id><published>2007-01-26T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T23:19:04.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;anity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;20&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;days. sorry about the last post. it was&lt;br /&gt;total crap. went to the sin seh today. n my&lt;br /&gt;wrist is sprained so i wont be typing as much.&lt;br /&gt;im not going for tmr's outing. i'll just be a&lt;br /&gt;hinderence. there's homework i need to catch&lt;br /&gt;up on anyway. its sounds so boring but i dont&lt;br /&gt;have a choice do i? im being left at home tmr.&lt;br /&gt;by myself. so i'll figure out wat i wanna do.&lt;br /&gt;i'll probably play o2jam for a bit. do my maths.&lt;br /&gt;blog. visit blogs. blast the music. practice piano.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna cook lunch. i m that bored. anyway.&lt;br /&gt;my parents r kinda pissed off. so its best that&lt;br /&gt;i dont go . i probably wont be going anywhere&lt;br /&gt;unless its secretly after school. other than that&lt;br /&gt;i live a boring life. im kinda pissed off at the world&lt;br /&gt;n myself n anyone that has a reason to make&lt;br /&gt;me pissed. im stressed, frustrated, in need of&lt;br /&gt;sth that  i havent figured out yet. i noe its not&lt;br /&gt;guys, i've given them up for this year at least.&lt;br /&gt;it makes life easier, i dont waste time trying&lt;br /&gt;to sort out my feelings. maybe i'll become a&lt;br /&gt;lesbian...hah...lyk thats gonna happen. i am so&lt;br /&gt;not being one. even if i did become one, i wouldnt&lt;br /&gt;be the 'guy'. oh watever. why tok about sth that&lt;br /&gt;wouldnt happened. its pointless. it seems like im&lt;br /&gt;alays getting pissed off at everybody or im&lt;br /&gt;pissing everybody off. i just need somebody who&lt;br /&gt;will understand. tell me what i wanna hear.&lt;br /&gt;god cant exactly help bcos all i need are straight&lt;br /&gt;forward answers n god doesnt ever give straight&lt;br /&gt;forward answers. so im alone in this world till i&lt;br /&gt;find that someone. not boyfriend, good friend,&lt;br /&gt;i have no eagerness to be with any guy at the&lt;br /&gt;moment. it just hurts me, confuses me, basically&lt;br /&gt;adds another problem to my alrd very&lt;br /&gt;problematic life-(sorry to all guys, no offence).&lt;br /&gt;what is that sth i need that i have no clue of.&lt;br /&gt;where is  it.&lt;br /&gt;when will i find it&lt;br /&gt;why dont i know what it is&lt;br /&gt;who has/is it&lt;br /&gt;how do i cope now?....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-116982474422710954?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23044930.post-116982336579860705</id><published>2007-01-26T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T22:56:05.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>20 days. life sucks so much that i wish&lt;br /&gt;it was glass so i could smash it n be gone&lt;br /&gt;forever.life sucks so much that being&lt;br /&gt;dead would be the easy way out.life&lt;br /&gt;sucks so much that i dont even noe why&lt;br /&gt;i bother to exist.life is so unfair that i&lt;br /&gt;wanna smash the people that make it&lt;br /&gt;worst. life is so unfair that i dont even&lt;br /&gt;noe why a word called 'fairness' exists.&lt;br /&gt;life doesnt even make sense now. i&lt;br /&gt;wish the world never evolved from&lt;br /&gt;adam n eve, if it didnt , life would be&lt;br /&gt;so much easier. there wouldnt be&lt;br /&gt;terrorists,global warming,sars,bird flu,&lt;br /&gt;plane crash,corruption,genetically&lt;br /&gt;modifed food...it wud be simple.&lt;br /&gt;seriously...nevermind no tpcs or&lt;br /&gt;handphones, i wud have lived a better&lt;br /&gt;life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-116982336579860705?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/116982336579860705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=116982336579860705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/116982336579860705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/116982336579860705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/01/20-days.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-116973062918936640</id><published>2007-01-25T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T10:36:44.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tiny kids...stupid wrist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; days.woah...it'll be up to a month before&lt;br /&gt;i even realise it. oh well...did road marshal&lt;br /&gt;duty at the road safety park in east coast&lt;br /&gt;today. there were SO many pri school kids&lt;br /&gt;asking me questions at the same time. i even&lt;br /&gt;booked a few for disobeying the rules. they're&lt;br /&gt;all so tiny ! haha. n cute. so funny. they were&lt;br /&gt;all looking at us with that 'wow...' face. haha.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun . totally. n we got free coke later on !&lt;br /&gt;n mentos n gummies from iffah ma'am and&lt;br /&gt;edlyn ma'am. thank u ma'ams !!! haha. my&lt;br /&gt;wrist still hurts. n my mum says i should be&lt;br /&gt;excused from pumping n dips bcos i have a&lt;br /&gt;history of a fractured wrist. i forgot again today&lt;br /&gt;n i did the pumping. sheesh. didnt tell my mum.&lt;br /&gt;she sure scold me. ow. anyway...today was&lt;br /&gt;quite hectic anyway. i wonder if the sec 1's&lt;br /&gt;ncos have told them that they need to greet&lt;br /&gt;all their ma'ams yet. as in in school, not only&lt;br /&gt;np. oh well. nevermind. im bored. i got a bit&lt;br /&gt;of maths to do.. the algebra is kinda confusing,&lt;br /&gt;. im asking much more&lt;br /&gt;questions than i did last year anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i changed my whole friendster profile. made&lt;br /&gt;it look pretty scary. anyway. ahhh...tmr&lt;br /&gt;have mass run. heh, when does maths remedial&lt;br /&gt;start? i seriously cant remember. i m dead&lt;br /&gt;tired. oh well gtg practice piano now.&lt;br /&gt;sayonara...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-116973062918936640?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/116973062918936640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=116973062918936640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;days. how do i manage to blog everyday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i just dont know.i just found out that my piano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;theory exam is on the 10 march, n my practical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;is 16 march ! someone pls tell me its not the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;school holidays, there's unit camp ! ahhh!!! im&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;panicking. shit, n my parents r not helping.i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;dunno wat so say. im feeling kinda pissed right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;now. no one seems to noe the maths homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i neeeeeeed to do it. ms loo will kill me if i dont.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i am so dead, i dont feel like taking the piano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;exam anymore. y did i even start learning? omg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;this is so shit. i dont wanna do anything. it just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;stresses me out n pisses me off. i dont need this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;right now. i need things to be simple and calm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;not hectic and stressed. iam physically,mentally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;whatever-ly exhausted. i think i sprained my right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;wrist. shit.no pumping or dips then. i cant.i cant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;even lift my tpc with my right hand. i cant put&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;pressure on it. it hurts like crazy. it just hurts man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.it better heel fast or i'll be typin out my homework-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;with my left hand !i just found out the maths hw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;short post today. but sorry.homework takes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;top priority.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-116964123328002775?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23044930.post-116956410209520378</id><published>2007-01-23T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T22:55:02.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;stories...barriers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;days. damn. the crescent webbie&lt;br /&gt;jammed half-way while i was blogging&lt;br /&gt;so the whole thing closed. wth. nvm.&lt;br /&gt;the thing is ive got an idea for a story. yes&lt;br /&gt;i write stories.occasionally, but i do. i&lt;br /&gt;think its quite a good idea. but i wont&lt;br /&gt;say. its diary based. a diary of an american&lt;br /&gt;girl migrating to singapore and coming&lt;br /&gt;into our lives in crescent. of course cgs&lt;br /&gt;is different in the story but the reality&lt;br /&gt;is there.anyway.its not a fanfic so im not&lt;br /&gt;putting it on winglin. its for my eyes n&lt;br /&gt;my eyes only.hah. maybe...just maybe&lt;br /&gt;if im really satisfied, few lucky ppl&lt;br /&gt;yearning to read it may get to. its all crap&lt;br /&gt;i seem to be crapping alot these days.&lt;br /&gt;nvm. the thing is . im gonna try n finish&lt;br /&gt;this story for once. ok. next subject. i&lt;br /&gt;think i injured my wrist. the one that was&lt;br /&gt;weakened from the fracture. it kinda&lt;br /&gt;hurts when i turn it. oh well...im so&lt;br /&gt;accident prone anyway. found out sth&lt;br /&gt;cool today during music lesson. our topic&lt;br /&gt;today was ballet so obviously when ms&lt;br /&gt;seow(sp?) asked who learned ballet my&lt;br /&gt;name was mentioned. i found out that...&lt;br /&gt;ms pamela was her teacher ! n ms pamela&lt;br /&gt;is MY teacher now. thats so cool. ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;gotta bring character shoes next tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;show the class. maybe i bring my demi-pointes&lt;br /&gt;also. cos she missed them out today.well,&lt;br /&gt;i'll figure that out later. for now, i just think&lt;br /&gt;thats cool. i did plies n grand-plies n valencia&lt;br /&gt;did pirouettes. hers r way better than mine.&lt;br /&gt;mine suck. haiyoh.gotta work like really hard&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh. oh well. wat now...im blogging&lt;br /&gt;practically everyday. oh yes.if any sec 1 NP&lt;br /&gt;cadets read my blog (i noe u do) dont tag. if u&lt;br /&gt;tag.i wont reply. ur not supposed to anyway.&lt;br /&gt; so dont. im gonna write my story now.&lt;br /&gt;..sayonara.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-116956410209520378?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23044930.post-116947837057845729</id><published>2007-01-22T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T23:06:10.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;16 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;days. anyone getting fed up with this?&lt;br /&gt;cos im still freaked.soooo...too bad.anyway.&lt;br /&gt;going on the learning journey thingy tmr...&lt;br /&gt;probably very boring. oh well...no choice...&lt;br /&gt;bring digi cam ! ahh. ok. road marshal thingy&lt;br /&gt;on thursday ! get to leave class at 12.30 ! yay !&lt;br /&gt;full uni! haha. i wanna get new unit tee soon.&lt;br /&gt;mine is soooo small. its miniscule. anyway...&lt;br /&gt;the new sec 1 np cadets came down for their&lt;br /&gt;first session today! one girl is like...so omg&lt;br /&gt;...she is disgustingly rude and disrespectful.&lt;br /&gt;un-disciplined too. but nvm about the&lt;br /&gt;discipline. discipline is NURTURED so its ok.&lt;br /&gt;noworries about that. but she is just soooo&lt;br /&gt;rude ! and she doesnt think its wrong.&lt;br /&gt;obviously no one's ever told her she was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;well she'd better learn. or she's just maluating&lt;br /&gt;herself . but how if she's rude and un-disciplined&lt;br /&gt;during her oath-taking? dui lian crescent. omg.&lt;br /&gt;im not boasting but i noe we tried our best to&lt;br /&gt;sit as still as possible throughout everything.&lt;br /&gt;anyway. it was infuriating. ive just about&lt;br /&gt;exhausted my descriptions . oh yea. geraldine&lt;br /&gt;told me she and kana saw her carry a BENCH&lt;br /&gt;and try to break thru the ma'ams using it to&lt;br /&gt;shove her way thru. that just makes me say"&lt;br /&gt;wth...omg...puke...vomit blood...who the hell&lt;br /&gt;does she think she is???"im not the only one&lt;br /&gt;that thinks this...well she'd better figure out&lt;br /&gt;whats wrong...and fast...haha...we,sec 2 squad&lt;br /&gt;'07 are officially MA'AMS !! edlyn ma'am and&lt;br /&gt;iffah ma'am 'dubbed(sp?)' us today during&lt;br /&gt;squad talk. with umbrellas !! haha. so fun.&lt;br /&gt;my posts these days are like totally longer&lt;br /&gt;than before and not so sad also. i think the&lt;br /&gt;black clouds are clearing up. i see a tinge of&lt;br /&gt;blue sky beyond the horizon. that was crap.&lt;br /&gt;nvm. ahah! i shall try and rmb the sizing command:&lt;br /&gt;1.yang tinggi ke kanan, rendah ke kiri, dalam&lt;br /&gt;satu barisan, peras.&lt;br /&gt;2.dari kanan angkat dua bilang.&lt;br /&gt;3.nombor gangil satu langkah ke hadapan,&lt;br /&gt;nombor genap satu langkah ke blakang, gerak&lt;br /&gt;4.orang yang disebelah kanan diam, nombor&lt;br /&gt;gangil ke kanan , nombor genap ke kiri,&lt;br /&gt;barisan ke kanan dan ke kiri pusing.&lt;br /&gt;5.jadikan dua/tigah barisan cepat jalan&lt;br /&gt;yeah !!!! i got it. well ALMOST the whole thing !&lt;br /&gt;haha.i think im crazy oh well. its ok.i gtg now.&lt;br /&gt;parents are gonna scream. this is highly&lt;br /&gt;SNEAKED WORK . ok . sayonara.hasta la vista.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-116947837057845729?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/116947837057845729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=116947837057845729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/116947837057845729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/116947837057845729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/01/16-days.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-116938776958058554</id><published>2007-01-21T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T21:56:10.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;quizzes...4 inch wedges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; days&lt;strong&gt; .&lt;/strong&gt; i guess the effect is starting&lt;br /&gt;to fade but its still creepy. anyway...my&lt;br /&gt;chinese new yr outfit is on the way to&lt;br /&gt;completion !!! i got a gorgeous pair of&lt;br /&gt;black, 4 inch wedges today!! im totally&lt;br /&gt;taller than my mum when i wear it. my&lt;br /&gt;parents say the whole ensemble makes&lt;br /&gt;me look about 18. haha. but i like it. its&lt;br /&gt;different from my normal stuff. its more&lt;br /&gt;interesting...no pink this yr !! last yr i&lt;br /&gt;took on the girly, pink-and-white look.&lt;br /&gt;this yr its red n black n dark. no so guai.&lt;br /&gt;i think i like this yr's look way better. oh&lt;br /&gt;well a quiz stolen from tammy's blog.&lt;br /&gt;1)How old do you wish you were?&lt;br /&gt;21&lt;br /&gt;2) Where were you when 9/11 happened?&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea&lt;br /&gt;3) What do you do when vending machines steal your&lt;br /&gt;money?&lt;br /&gt;"wth...go die"&lt;br /&gt;4) Do you consider yourself kind?&lt;br /&gt;maybe&lt;br /&gt;5) If you had to get a tattoo, where would it be?&lt;br /&gt;shoulder,lower back&lt;br /&gt;6) If you could be fluent in any other language, what&lt;br /&gt;would it be?&lt;br /&gt;french,spanish&lt;br /&gt;7) Do you know your neighbours?&lt;br /&gt;vaguely&lt;br /&gt;8)What do you consider a vacation?&lt;br /&gt;no stress.no worries&lt;br /&gt;9) Do you follow your horoscope?&lt;br /&gt;always&lt;br /&gt;10) Would you move for the person you love?&lt;br /&gt;like duh&lt;br /&gt;11) Are you touchy feely?&lt;br /&gt;huh?&lt;br /&gt;12) Do you believe that opposites attract?&lt;br /&gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;13) Dream job?&lt;br /&gt;kindergarten teacher?professional dancer?&lt;br /&gt;14) Favourite tv channels?&lt;br /&gt;disney channel,channel 5,nickelodeon&lt;br /&gt;15) Favourite place to go on weekends?&lt;br /&gt;home&lt;br /&gt;16) Showers or baths?&lt;br /&gt;baths&lt;br /&gt;17) Do you paint your nails?&lt;br /&gt;when there's no school...which is almost never&lt;br /&gt;18) Do you trust people easily?&lt;br /&gt;ya...&lt;br /&gt;19) What are your phobias?&lt;br /&gt;escalators(not jk)...ants n cockroaches&lt;br /&gt;20) Do you want kids?&lt;br /&gt;probably&lt;br /&gt;21) Do you keep a handwritten journal?&lt;br /&gt;tried with no success&lt;br /&gt;22) Where would you rather be now?&lt;br /&gt;at a party(im bored)&lt;br /&gt;23) Who makes you warm and fuzzy?&lt;br /&gt;crushes! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;24) Heavy or light sleeper?&lt;br /&gt;light...totally light&lt;br /&gt;25) Are you paranoid?&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;26) Are you impatient?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;27) Who can you relate to?&lt;br /&gt;friends...me&lt;br /&gt;28) How do you feel about interracial couples?&lt;br /&gt;exotic&lt;br /&gt;30) What’s your pick-up line?&lt;br /&gt;"wth"&lt;br /&gt;31) What’s your main ringtone on your mobile?&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea...its always on vibration&lt;br /&gt;32) What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;br /&gt;on the com&lt;br /&gt;33) What did the last text on your mobile say?&lt;br /&gt;"lalala...i convo u on msn"&lt;br /&gt;34) Whose bed did you sleep in last night?&lt;br /&gt;mine lah.&lt;br /&gt;35) What colour shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;blue.n its pyjamas&lt;br /&gt;36) Most recent movie you watched?&lt;br /&gt;death note 2. kenichi matsuyama is CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;37) Name three things you have on at all times.&lt;br /&gt;handphone,wallet,mp3&lt;br /&gt;39) How much cash do you have right now?&lt;br /&gt;$1&lt;br /&gt;40) What’s your favourite part of the chicken?&lt;br /&gt;no preference&lt;br /&gt;41) What’s your favourite town/city?&lt;br /&gt;singapore&lt;br /&gt;42) I can’t wait till:&lt;br /&gt;i lose 5kg.&lt;br /&gt;43) What did you have for dinner last night?&lt;br /&gt;ajisen ramen&lt;br /&gt;44) How tall are you barefoot?&lt;br /&gt;1.6m&lt;br /&gt;45) Do you own a gun?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;46) What do you prefer to drink in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;milk...orange juice&lt;br /&gt;47) Where do you think you’ll be in 10 years?&lt;br /&gt;married.haha&lt;br /&gt;48) Last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;grapes.still eating it&lt;br /&gt;49) What songs do you sing in the shower?&lt;br /&gt;"beautiful soul"&lt;br /&gt;50) Last thing that made you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;the dance floor.&lt;br /&gt;51) Worst injury you ever had?&lt;br /&gt;fractured right wrist.&lt;br /&gt;52) Does someone have a crush on you?&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;53) What’s your favourite candy?&lt;br /&gt;jelly beans&lt;br /&gt;54) What song do you want played at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;"the graduation song"&lt;br /&gt;55) Eight people to do this?&lt;br /&gt;-tessa&lt;br /&gt;-casandra&lt;br /&gt;-geraldine&lt;br /&gt;-andrea&lt;br /&gt;-annie&lt;br /&gt;-valencia&lt;br /&gt;-ashley&lt;br /&gt;-you&lt;br /&gt;the month you were born in...&lt;br /&gt;January—– I kicked&lt;br /&gt;February—– I loved&lt;br /&gt;March—– I smoked&lt;br /&gt;April—– I dry humped&lt;br /&gt;May—– I choked on&lt;br /&gt;June—– I murdered&lt;br /&gt;July—– I did the Macarena with&lt;br /&gt;August—– I had lunch with&lt;br /&gt;September—– I danced with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;October—– I sang to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November—– I yelled at&lt;br /&gt;December—– I ran over&lt;br /&gt;Pick the day (number) you were born on:&lt;br /&gt;1——- a birdbath&lt;br /&gt;2——- a monster&lt;br /&gt;3——- a phone&lt;br /&gt;4——- a fork&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;5——- a Mexican&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6——- a gangster&lt;br /&gt;7——- my cell phone&lt;br /&gt;8——- my dog&lt;br /&gt;9——- my best friends boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;10—— my neighbor&lt;br /&gt;11——- my science teacher&lt;br /&gt;12——- a banana&lt;br /&gt;13——- a fireman&lt;br /&gt;14——- a stuffed animal&lt;br /&gt;15——- a goat&lt;br /&gt;16——- a pickle&lt;br /&gt;17——- your mom&lt;br /&gt;18——- a spoon&lt;br /&gt;19——- myself&lt;br /&gt;20——- a baseball bat&lt;br /&gt;21——- a ninja&lt;br /&gt;22—– a model&lt;br /&gt;23——- a noodle&lt;br /&gt;24——- a squirrel&lt;br /&gt;25——- a football player&lt;br /&gt;26——- my sister&lt;br /&gt;27——- my brother&lt;br /&gt;28——- an ipod&lt;br /&gt;29—— a permanent marker&lt;br /&gt;30——- a llama&lt;br /&gt;31——- a homeless guy&lt;br /&gt;Pick the color of shirt you are wearing:&lt;br /&gt;White——because I’m cool like that.&lt;br /&gt;Black——-because that’s how I roll.&lt;br /&gt;Pink——–because I’m NOT a homosexual&lt;br /&gt;Red——–because the voices told me to do so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blue——–because I’m sexy and I do what I want&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green—–because I hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;Purple—–because I’m cool.&lt;br /&gt;Gray——-because I was drunk.&lt;br /&gt;Yellow—–because someone offered me1,000,000&gt; dollars.&lt;br /&gt;Orange—-because I hate my family.&lt;br /&gt;Brown—–because I was high.&lt;br /&gt;Other——because I’m a ninja.&lt;br /&gt;None——-because I can’t control myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"i sang to a mexican because i'm sexy and i do what i want"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;wth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-116938776958058554?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/116938776958058554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=116938776958058554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/116938776958058554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/116938776958058554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/01/quizzes.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-116930565564445101</id><published>2007-01-20T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T23:07:35.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;days. i dont think of it so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;anymore but if i remember it , its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;still creepy.ok...so what happened...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;on friday decided not to go for house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;party since i didnt need to. so went to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tiong with casandra, andrea n laura. we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;at at MOS BURGER !!! i love it . so much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;more than macs. haha. oh yeah the colours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;that we chose for the outing is like GREEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;n PURPLE . sooo difficult to match. haiyoh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;n i DONT have ANYTHING purple at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;dunno what to wear. oh well i'll figure it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;out.today went shopping for a chinese new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;year outfit. well not chiong sam(sp?) or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;anything. i got black leggings, n this super&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nice red top that goes over it. its kinda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;long with a collar that goes over one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;shoulder. n it has gathers at the bottom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;its really really nice. i'll take pics n put on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my friendster. n i WAS almost going to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;get a pair of freakingly nice  black wedge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;heels but they didnt have anymore of my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;size !! i wanted to scream.it was 79.90.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;n my parents were AGREEING !!! ahhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;wth. im gonna find another outlet n get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;its GORGEOUS. if i cant, den ive gotta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;find a really nice pair of red polka dot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;heels/wedges.which was what i was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;looking for in the first place. ive gotta get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nice pair of heels.im gonna die. my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;parents want me to go for  chinese &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tuition &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;classes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;again. those group ones. where &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;everyone has to 'converse'. n i hate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;conversing in chinese to ppl other than &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my frens n parents etc. cos my chinese &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sux . n my parents just dont get it that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the classes arent gonna help me cos im &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;not good enough to keep up with all those&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ppl that go to classes when they alrd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;score straight As. usually majority are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;like that. n bcos of that , the pace obviously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;would be too fast for me n i'll just be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;wasting time , week after week cos i'll have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;no idea whats going on anyway. they say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i lack confidence, well the classes are just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;going to pull it down more. i only liked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the classes last time cos the teacher was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;super nice n i didnt need to say a word for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the whole lesson. n those classes get the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;students to read newspaper articles, well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'd just be staring at it like its blank. cos i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;seriously cant read chinese newspapers. i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tried. im seriously inadequate. i am NOT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;going for those classes no matter what, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;they cant make me. cos i can be defiant,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;n stubborn. they noe it. n if they force me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;they'll regret it. i swear they will. im coping &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;what. n im trying harder in school. wth. i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;didnt fail last yr. i dunno whats their &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;problem. it is SO a no-no. i cant deal with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;anymore classes anyway. my schedule outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;school looks like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;monday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3.30-6.30:np&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;7.15-9:ballet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tuesday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;maths remedial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;wednesday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;4-5:piano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;thursday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3.30-6.30:np&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;friday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;7.15-9:ballet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;saturday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2.15-3.30:catechism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sunday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3.30-4.45/6:piano theory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;see. not ONE free day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i go straight from np to ballet ok.pt day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;somemore.im gonna die. exam exam exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;haais. i'll be suprised if i survive thru this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yr. well wish me luck:D cya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;polka dots...my cny outfit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-116930565564445101?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/116930565564445101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=116930565564445101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/116930565564445101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/116930565564445101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/01/14-days.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-116913398702942200</id><published>2007-01-18T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T23:26:27.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha.im in a better mood today...well&lt;br /&gt;MAYBE.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;days...still freaked.haais..&lt;br /&gt;cant get it out of my head. oh well. mr&lt;br /&gt;teo is funny. the other day during&lt;br /&gt;science, he gave a rock to geraldine n&lt;br /&gt;said that if she dented it , he'd treat her&lt;br /&gt;to a free lunch. we all thot he was joking&lt;br /&gt;of course. den...geraldine BROKE IT !!!&lt;br /&gt;like a piece of the rock was dislodged!!&lt;br /&gt;n mr teo was saying sth about being a&lt;br /&gt;man of his word n he did wat he said&lt;br /&gt;he would !! all geraldine needs to do is&lt;br /&gt;tell him when she wants it den she can&lt;br /&gt;order anything she likes from the canteen&lt;br /&gt;n say MR TEO IS PAYING FOR IT. soooo&lt;br /&gt;cool lah. haha. im so-so-so-so-SO happy&lt;br /&gt;that i didnt get the panda virus.oh well...&lt;br /&gt;what was i gonna say? i cant remember...&lt;br /&gt;haha. i love tessa's eavesdropping skills.&lt;br /&gt;dunno wat to blog about. ahh. gtg SHINE&lt;br /&gt;MY BOOTS. i gotta try...well im paying&lt;br /&gt;cas to do it for me. im PAYING WILLINGLY.&lt;br /&gt;but still gotta try.road marshal duties at&lt;br /&gt;the road safety park next week. get to leave&lt;br /&gt;class early !! yay. especially cos its lit. soooo&lt;br /&gt;boring. haha. first mass run of the year&lt;br /&gt;starts tmr. first armpower too. plus there's&lt;br /&gt;health check-up n hse party tmr. wahh&lt;br /&gt;so busy. i wanna try n get home b4 going&lt;br /&gt;for ballet. or else im gonna be ABSOLUTELY&lt;br /&gt;EXHAUSTED. i think im gonna try n do&lt;br /&gt;my NYAA asap. cos i can use ballet n piano&lt;br /&gt;n ATC or unit camp. so i think it'll be ok.&lt;br /&gt;common tests !! ahh...gotta study. my&lt;br /&gt;standard form is ok,ALGEBRA!!!&lt;br /&gt;(a+b)sqr=a sqr+2ab+b sqr&lt;br /&gt;(a-b)sqr=a sqr-2ab+b sqr&lt;br /&gt;(a+b)(a-b)=a sqr+b sqr&lt;br /&gt;yay . i remembered. gd. i better keep&lt;br /&gt;writing it down. or i'll forget. ahh... ... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;NP today !! did sizing. wahh the command&lt;br /&gt;damn long. i cant remember. but i can rmb&lt;br /&gt;the movements.i would write it down, but&lt;br /&gt;i really seriously dunno how to spell the&lt;br /&gt;malay words . nvm. i'll learn. i get syahirah&lt;br /&gt;to teach me. :)i think im going mad. i just&lt;br /&gt;blogged about ALGEBRA. n u'll be like&lt;br /&gt;saying, u just realised?? ok nvm. i think i&lt;br /&gt;am mad anyway. so stressed.wah this post&lt;br /&gt;longer. chinese new year is coming !! new&lt;br /&gt;clothes !! i want that pair of heels !!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;im going crazy over it. i think i want that&lt;br /&gt;most now. next is a new leotard, then new&lt;br /&gt;pointe shoes, then a black leotard then blah&lt;br /&gt;blah...everything else.i am SO random. n&lt;br /&gt;then u'll say, u just realised ?? again. n then&lt;br /&gt;i'll give u that that dark , wth look of mine.&lt;br /&gt;haha. this is the longest post in a while. i&lt;br /&gt;love reading blogs. i think im addicted. haha.&lt;br /&gt;oh well nvm. i wanna have dreams tonite.&lt;br /&gt;no dreams makes sleeping boring. at this&lt;br /&gt;point u will look at me as if im an alien. oh&lt;br /&gt;well.its ok. i dont mind being strange, i like&lt;br /&gt;strange, strange=unique.(u will faint) i am&lt;br /&gt;so random today. thats ok. i feel like dancing.&lt;br /&gt;ahh forgot to try n break in my pointe shoes&lt;br /&gt;. im supposed to try everyday. nows too late&lt;br /&gt;to do.i am saving money. for wat? i dunno yet.&lt;br /&gt;i'll figure it out later. i probably use a bit to&lt;br /&gt;pay cas.her service is valuable ! i dunno wat&lt;br /&gt;to say.ive exhausted everything that hapened&lt;br /&gt;today. oh well , i'll be going then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;black leotards, algebra...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-116913398702942200?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/116913398702942200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=116913398702942200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/116913398702942200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/116913398702942200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/01/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-116903194079827201</id><published>2007-01-17T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T19:05:40.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; days . yes . still freaked. n angry too&lt;br /&gt;cos i posted sth really nice n long ytd n&lt;br /&gt;when i wanted to publish it, blogger had&lt;br /&gt;an ERROR !!! aahhhhh. so irritating.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i think this one will be pretty&lt;br /&gt;long too. there's this 'panda' virus&lt;br /&gt;spreading around school. casandra n&lt;br /&gt;geraldine's tablets kena. it basically,&lt;br /&gt;turns all your icons into pandas n disables&lt;br /&gt;your anti-virus n some MS programs,&lt;br /&gt;its really bad. the TA was so full that&lt;br /&gt;geraldine gave up waiting, it was mostly&lt;br /&gt;sec 2 girls. n it spread so fast lor. its&lt;br /&gt;seriously scary. i scanned my TPC n it&lt;br /&gt;found a TROJAN !! ahh. dunno wat to&lt;br /&gt;do now. i cleaned it but it just quarrentined&lt;br /&gt;the damn thing. im probably overreacting&lt;br /&gt;but im allowed to in this case. i backed-up&lt;br /&gt;all my important stuff alrd. my pics n&lt;br /&gt;documents n stuff. so at least i wont/? lose&lt;br /&gt;those if my TPC kena. i was like, PHEW...&lt;br /&gt;when my com didnt get. its devastating.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.i hope they sort it out soon or i&lt;br /&gt;wont dare to bring my TPC to school. i&lt;br /&gt;really dont wanna get it .ahh. school just&lt;br /&gt;started what...2 weeks ago n alrd have this&lt;br /&gt;kind of thing. im not going online either.&lt;br /&gt;cos apparently geraldine seems to be able&lt;br /&gt;to switch on her TPC with the virus still&lt;br /&gt;eating it up . so im not gonna risk getting&lt;br /&gt;infected just to talk to ppl that i see&lt;br /&gt;everyday. its ok. i can do without it.omg.&lt;br /&gt;i want pointe shoes lah.i mean, i have lah.&lt;br /&gt;but they arent pretty.ahhh....i fell asleep&lt;br /&gt;half-way typing this. sheesh. im tired. like&lt;br /&gt;really. exhasted whatever.this is a really&lt;br /&gt;long post. i gtg now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pointe shoes n a new leotard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-116903194079827201?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/116903194079827201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=116903194079827201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/116903194079827201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/116903194079827201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/01/11-days.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-116896497093332760</id><published>2007-01-17T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T00:29:30.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; days. still freaked. welll maybe its&lt;br /&gt;subsiding but it still freaks me. ahhh!!better&lt;br /&gt;not tok about it. just makes me remember more.&lt;br /&gt;i am in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with pointe shoes!!! omg. they are&lt;br /&gt;just sooo pretty. ive got my own. but they arent&lt;br /&gt;very pretty cos they r ordinary. i wanna get those&lt;br /&gt;ones from the US they shine n shine n shine until&lt;br /&gt;you're practically blind.i havent been doing much&lt;br /&gt;lately.i think ms pamela forgot. well...she better&lt;br /&gt;start again. or there's no way i'll pass.im kinda&lt;br /&gt;stressing about it. the EXAM.cos this one is TOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;totally different from the other exams ive taken.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh. imnot really stressing about piano or piano&lt;br /&gt;theory. i dunno y. but im totally stressing about ballet.&lt;br /&gt;im really getting stressed outnow. i CANNOT fail my&lt;br /&gt;ballet. no way. im gonna cry if i fail. im gonna really focus&lt;br /&gt;on my dance when i go to jc. right now. i have to split my&lt;br /&gt;focus umm...5 different ways?y didnt i just stick to one.&lt;br /&gt; there's no way im gonna quit ballet. not after all these&lt;br /&gt;years.i wanna make it worth it. or else, wat have i been&lt;br /&gt;doing for the past 8 years? it'll be all my 8 years of friday&lt;br /&gt;nights thrown down the drain. im not gonna give up. i&lt;br /&gt;feel like wearing my pointe shoes now. i think i will...ok im&lt;br /&gt;wearing it. yay. i gtg. casandra isbugging me to finish the&lt;br /&gt; presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pointe shoes, a new leotard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-116896497093332760?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/116896497093332760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=116896497093332760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/116896497093332760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/116896497093332760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/01/10-days_17.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-116887044963052265</id><published>2007-01-15T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T22:14:09.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; days, still freaked.&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna stop being freaked&lt;br /&gt;unless i encounter a freakier one.&lt;br /&gt;den i'll be freaked about that.&lt;br /&gt;haais.anyway, today we had pt n&lt;br /&gt;SUPRISINGLY, i felt super awake&lt;br /&gt;altho we were running all the time.&lt;br /&gt;less tired than other pts. i like,&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed it, which is strange.my sis&lt;br /&gt;is away at camp, n its kinda weird&lt;br /&gt;without her ard. altho im away&lt;br /&gt;most of the time. i don see her much,&lt;br /&gt;but there's a difference.anyway.&lt;br /&gt;hu's the weird anon person. irritating.&lt;br /&gt;im like so bored. gonna fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;alrd. today, i skipped recess. n i&lt;br /&gt;didnt faint. i'll probably continue that.&lt;br /&gt;i love coloured bras. but obviously&lt;br /&gt;i dun wear to school lah. i wear go&lt;br /&gt;out. haha.i want that pair of heels frm&lt;br /&gt;U.R.S sth. omg . its soooo pretty. i&lt;br /&gt;wanna wear it for chinese new year.&lt;br /&gt;i want it !! my mum says get the outfit&lt;br /&gt;first. den see if the shoes match den&lt;br /&gt;she'll get it. i'll make it match !!! too&lt;br /&gt;bad my mum dont allow me to wear&lt;br /&gt;black during chinese new year.i&lt;br /&gt;want new leotard !!!!! ahhh!!!!! n&lt;br /&gt;pointe shoes. this year got exam, i&lt;br /&gt;gotta get better pointe shoes. haais.&lt;br /&gt;dunno wat to blog about...guess i'll end&lt;br /&gt;here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tears,pointe shoes, that pair of heels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-116887044963052265?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/116887044963052265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=116887044963052265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/116887044963052265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/116887044963052265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/01/9-days-still-freaked.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-116877808510048186</id><published>2007-01-14T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T20:34:48.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; days. still freaked.&lt;br /&gt;haais. the more i think about it. the more&lt;br /&gt;freaked i get. oh well. changed my blog&lt;br /&gt;URL n skin again. got bored of the other&lt;br /&gt;one.CCA day was fun.but i think the sec 1s&lt;br /&gt;were a bit scared of us. well nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;its ok. everyone does that.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;i forgot what&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to blog about. hmm. i think i'll&lt;br /&gt;bring the cooling fan thingy for my tablet&lt;br /&gt;to school.cos always so hot. then my hand&lt;br /&gt;get burnt. haha.im sleepy. i have yet to&lt;br /&gt;finish my english homework. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;ahh. ms pamela wants to have coaching&lt;br /&gt;classes on MONDAY nights ! means i'll&lt;br /&gt;have to go straight after np. i'll be dead&lt;br /&gt;exhausted. well no choice. i need new&lt;br /&gt;leotards. the other one getting boring.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i get green. cos i alrd have navy,&lt;br /&gt;baby pink,lilac before. n i dont really like&lt;br /&gt;blue. but green is a bit weird. nevermind,&lt;br /&gt;i'll sort it out later. i've fallen in love with&lt;br /&gt;coloured bras. haha. ok so random. anyway,&lt;br /&gt;winglin got prob again. so frustrating. oh&lt;br /&gt;well, gotta go. homework is calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;two ponytails,chocolate milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-116877808510048186?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/116877808510048186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=116877808510048186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/116877808510048186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/116877808510048186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/01/8-days.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-116853107690255181</id><published>2007-01-11T23:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T23:57:56.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;5th day on, still freaked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;CCA day tmr. im not exactly excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;well maybe i'm just tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;im really gonna work hard this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;especially chinese, maths, physics, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;tho i dont really wanna do physics next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;yr, an overall good grade wud give me the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;option of choosing and getting exactly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;wat i want. thats y i did my CHINESE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;hw. well i gotta get some help frm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;casandra tmr morning. but hey im &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;trying. i got some questions n doubts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;n im getting them cleared. lyk finally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i actually managed to pass my chinese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;without paying attention or studying or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;doing hw last yr. amazing huh. so this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;yr im aiming for a B4 at least. n thats with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;paying attention, studying n doing hw. so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;not impossible. also. im aiming to lose 5kg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i hate my weight. it totally sux. maybe i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;dont look fat. but i feel it. 5kg off wud feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;great.wats tight wud be loose. yay. maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;training n doing cross country will help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;plus np. so its not impossible. just a slow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;process. i learnt my ting xie also. yay, i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;tested myself 4 times n got it all correct.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;so i shud be fine. i gtg straight for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;ballet after skool tmr. n thats kinda sucky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;dancing in t-shirt n shorts is not the best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;experience.this is the longest post i've &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;posted in a while. just felt lyk tokin n &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;typing in pink. haais. i will continue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;loving PINK no matter wat anyone says.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;no. i will not sucuumbe (sp?) to peer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;pressure.i tied 2 ponytails n skool today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;im gonna do it again tmr. its fun. exactly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the kind of 'i-dont-care-wat-u-think-im-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;gonna-do-wat-i-want' thing that i lyk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;im subtlely hyper at the moment. i slept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;on the bus on the way home today. i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;felt all awake after that. ok i gtg. get my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;beauty sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;gonna be a ma'am. gonna be a ma'am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-116853107690255181?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/116853107690255181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=116853107690255181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/116853107690255181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/116853107690255181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/01/5th-day-on-still-freaked_11.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-116843055022169296</id><published>2007-01-10T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T20:02:30.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg i hate running.&lt;br /&gt;but who has a choice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BRING&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CROSS COUNTRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;WILL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;die half-way.i just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;KNOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-116843055022169296?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/116843055022169296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=116843055022169296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/116843055022169296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/116843055022169296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2007/01/omg-i-hate-running.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-116842293647501091</id><published>2007-01-10T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T17:55:36.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm still freaked out abt that dream&lt;br /&gt;n its been 4 days...haais...school is&lt;br /&gt;kinda boring at the moment. nth&lt;br /&gt;exciting . luckily CCA day is on friday&lt;br /&gt;. that'll be fun. im addicted to fanfics,&lt;br /&gt;thats not good. oh well, as long as i pay&lt;br /&gt;attention in class n not get into trouble&lt;br /&gt;i'll be fine. that was so random.ohh...&lt;br /&gt;im dead bored.dunno wat to do. im&lt;br /&gt;supposed to be writing an essay. but&lt;br /&gt;i dunno how to write it. haais...dunno&lt;br /&gt;wat to blog abt...so sian. dunno y im&lt;br /&gt;even blogging. oh well...i just posted&lt;br /&gt;sth on our wireless problem in mlg...&lt;br /&gt;finally. haiyoh. im bored bored&lt;br /&gt;BORED...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-116842293647501091?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/116842293647501091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=116842293647501091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;n i had a gf ok. im not saying hu but i clearly&lt;br /&gt;knew hu it was. it was not andrea. someone&lt;br /&gt;else. it totally freaked me. n u noe today is&lt;br /&gt;cynthia ma'am's black belt grading? i dreamt&lt;br /&gt;she died just as she reached there. the lesbian&lt;br /&gt;dream kinda dissolved into that one. it&lt;br /&gt;totally freaked me. it really did. the lesbian one&lt;br /&gt;more. it was so wth lah.i wont go into details&lt;br /&gt;cos its kinda sick . but it was SO WRONG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-116805226267026975?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/116805226267026975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>my new year's celebrations were the best.&lt;br /&gt;it was lyk, in the middle of the afternoon ,&lt;br /&gt;my dad got a call frm my uncle (his bro) n&lt;br /&gt;he said that he got a room at the marina&lt;br /&gt;mandarin with a great view of the fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;n would we lyk to come? n of course we wanted&lt;br /&gt;to go rite? yea so that nite, we were super lucky&lt;br /&gt;n managed to get into marina square which&lt;br /&gt;was said to have 150 000 ppl in there at that&lt;br /&gt;time. so we had dinner n den up to the room !!&lt;br /&gt;it was only my family n the timmy n rebecca grp,&lt;br /&gt;the others didnt come. so sad. they totally missed&lt;br /&gt;the best experience. it was a blast. i mean, we&lt;br /&gt;were sooo near that everytime fireworks exploded&lt;br /&gt;we felt the balcony shake. it was soo cool. i got alot&lt;br /&gt;of photos n i'll upload them asap. it was sooo fun !!&lt;br /&gt;it took us lyk 1hr to get home. n we were soo&lt;br /&gt;exhausted. den the next day, (ytd) i went to watch&lt;br /&gt;death note 2 !! i didnt even watch the first one but&lt;br /&gt;this one was great. Ryuzaki/L. looks lyk yak ka ma'am&lt;br /&gt;ya. total likeness. anyway. misa is super pretty n&lt;br /&gt;ryuzaki is cute !! i dont like light's face. not nice.&lt;br /&gt;this is lyk the first time that im actually crazy over&lt;br /&gt;an asian actor. im not racist or anything. but i just&lt;br /&gt;havent come across a really nice looking asian actor&lt;br /&gt;lately. omg. ryuzaki ryuzaki.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-116772848674095556?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/116772848674095556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=116772848674095556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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five yrs into doing&lt;br /&gt;the job? the hatred between her and&lt;br /&gt;her younger sister is mutual . but her&lt;br /&gt;younger sister hates her less .&lt;br /&gt;thru the years , the hatred grows, as&lt;br /&gt;does frustration. neither are willing to&lt;br /&gt;try to mend this as being the first to try&lt;br /&gt;to be nice.perhaps her younger sister&lt;br /&gt;does try to make an effort sometimes&lt;br /&gt;but being only 5 yrs old, there is not&lt;br /&gt;much that she can do. the girl i am tokin&lt;br /&gt;abt is MY sister . vanessa. nicole is the&lt;br /&gt;youngest. vanessa is a very strong-willed,&lt;br /&gt;stubborn, un-adaptable n only-listen-to-&lt;br /&gt;herself kind of girl. she's been lyk that since&lt;br /&gt;forever. she n nicole are 2 very different&lt;br /&gt;ppl. n me not being around much at all,&lt;br /&gt;'forces' them to rely on each other for&lt;br /&gt;company. but, if often ends up with more&lt;br /&gt;quarrels n more bottled up anger. i want&lt;br /&gt;them to get along asap also bcos my mum&lt;br /&gt;is getting very VERY stressed out with&lt;br /&gt;them fighting, n she doesnt deserve it. i've&lt;br /&gt;almost given up on vanessa. nicole listens to&lt;br /&gt;me, bcos i've made her feel comfortable n&lt;br /&gt;happy to have me. n simple affection is all&lt;br /&gt;she needs to be ur gd fren. vanessa cant&lt;br /&gt;understand this, no matter how hard i try,&lt;br /&gt;it never gets thru. her short temper does&lt;br /&gt;me no justice. i dunno wat to do alrd. i cant&lt;br /&gt;leave it. if i do, they'll be 80 n still quarrelling&lt;br /&gt;n i'll be lyk , y didnt i do sth? i gtg. nicole's&lt;br /&gt;bugging me to play with her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-116745206768491838?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23044930.post-116737984658203078</id><published>2006-12-29T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T16:10:46.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am possibly the worst person in the world.&lt;br /&gt;again,wrapped up in my own pathetic life&lt;br /&gt;n feeling sorry for myself n believing that&lt;br /&gt;i've got the worst life . i have seriously lost&lt;br /&gt;it. someone that i was so close to was much&lt;br /&gt;worst off n i never knew. im not gonna kid&lt;br /&gt;myself  that im innocent by saying 'hu knew&lt;br /&gt;anyway?' point is , i am guilty . bcos i am&lt;br /&gt;a self-pitying oblivious pathetic creep.&lt;br /&gt;i knew i changed. i just thot i changed to sth&lt;br /&gt;better. but no. it sucks. wat i am now. it just&lt;br /&gt;sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what do u do when u hate urself more than&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;anyone else does u?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-116737984658203078?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/116737984658203078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=116737984658203078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/116737984658203078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/116737984658203078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-am-possibly-worst-person-in-world.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-116714465438698166</id><published>2006-12-26T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T22:50:54.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i realised that i'm too caught up in&lt;br /&gt;my own damn world to notice wat&lt;br /&gt;whizzes past. its lyk i'm totally&lt;br /&gt;oblivious to everything else.&lt;br /&gt;every&lt;strong&gt;one&lt;/strong&gt; else. i just read a blog&lt;br /&gt;post of someone i noe n it totally&lt;br /&gt;shocked me. i've known her all my&lt;br /&gt;life, n i always thot she was pretty,&lt;br /&gt;my idol maybe n that hasnt&lt;br /&gt;changed,its wat she thinks of herself&lt;br /&gt;i never imagined she wud think that,&lt;br /&gt;i never knew her inside thots,on the&lt;br /&gt;outside she was just pretty,athletic,&lt;br /&gt;smart, eg. it was lyk woah. i mean&lt;br /&gt;she's not gonna get anorexic or&lt;br /&gt;anything, but i never knew. n i&lt;br /&gt;never tried to noe her better or&lt;br /&gt;anything,&lt;em&gt; i really cant think that i noe &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wats &lt;strong&gt;inside&lt;/strong&gt; by looking at the&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;outside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there might be so much that im missing,&lt;br /&gt;feelings,thots . whatever. its just scary&lt;br /&gt;how if everyone actually thot the&lt;br /&gt;opposite of wat i did? then i'd be leading&lt;br /&gt;a useless, clueless life? im so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;i gotta practice noticing things, it cud&lt;br /&gt;really help with understanding everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;an urgently needed &lt;strong&gt;accomplishment.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-116714465438698166?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/116714465438698166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23044930&amp;postID=116714465438698166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/116714465438698166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23044930/posts/default/116714465438698166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-realised-that-im-too-caught-up-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>THE MoRdErN INvENtiON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07015356770017649808</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-23044930.post-116702242745227365</id><published>2006-12-25T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T12:53:47.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>u noe u make me so confused ,&lt;br /&gt;u said its over lyk its the end&lt;br /&gt;u'd never acknowledge my presence again.&lt;br /&gt;but then ytd u smiled at me ,&lt;br /&gt;u even laughed with me,&lt;br /&gt;den u seem to get all shy,&lt;br /&gt;avoiding me , hide away&lt;br /&gt;i was watching R.H.G n u&lt;br /&gt;were watching over her. cos&lt;br /&gt;she crawled under the table&lt;br /&gt;n u didnt want her to get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;u looked over at me .&lt;br /&gt;u saw me watchin. n turned away.&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt watchin u  u noe&lt;br /&gt;i was watchin her.&lt;br /&gt;b4 that when i just arrived,&lt;br /&gt;when i walked into the room.&lt;br /&gt;im sure that u noe i had come&lt;br /&gt;but u didnt even turn.&lt;br /&gt;well hu cares , not lyk i was expecting it.&lt;br /&gt;i alrd knew how u'd react.&lt;br /&gt;u were the one that ended it&lt;br /&gt;thot i shd be the one hidin away.&lt;br /&gt;thot it shd all go back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;lyk nth happened&lt;br /&gt;that be the best.&lt;br /&gt;but the difference was obvious,&lt;br /&gt;hello,it wud be noticed.&lt;br /&gt;i shd be the hurt,shy,embarrassed one&lt;br /&gt;but im not u see.&lt;br /&gt;cos it aint worth it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hopeless at letting go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*note:this is NOT a poem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-23044930.post-116695094636016443</id><published>2006-12-24T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T17:02:26.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its CHRISTMAS EVE !!!!&lt;br /&gt;n im so so so bored.&lt;br /&gt;nth to do till tonite.&lt;br /&gt;haais...&lt;br /&gt;my o2jam lvl 14 alrd.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;but liana still beat me .&lt;br /&gt;i bet she's alrd lvl 19 or 20 or sth .&lt;br /&gt;heh. ordo got me shoes !&lt;br /&gt;ty for the millionth time.&lt;br /&gt;it was lyk 8500 gems n he still bought.&lt;br /&gt;now he gonna get me giutar !&lt;br /&gt;omg, even more ex.&lt;br /&gt;lyk 50 000gems?&lt;br /&gt;haiyoh.&lt;br /&gt;eh ordo if u want anything must tell me k?&lt;br /&gt;or else i feel damn guilty lah.&lt;br /&gt;must get u sth in return.&lt;br /&gt;heh...&lt;br /&gt;im tokin to myself.&lt;br /&gt;haais.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;got one sick guy on o2. the convo was lyk:&lt;br /&gt;[demonseige]you r cute&lt;br /&gt;[THEvickii]right&lt;br /&gt;[demonseige]hehe&lt;br /&gt;[demonseige]yr bra&lt;br /&gt;[THEvickii]siao&lt;br /&gt;[demonseige]u shld wear nothin&lt;br /&gt;[THEvickii]go die&lt;br /&gt;i was THEvickii&lt;br /&gt;n i was wearin clothes ok.&lt;br /&gt;wth. haiyoh.&lt;br /&gt;den i left lah. so sick .&lt;br /&gt;when i was there n other ppl came in&lt;br /&gt;he kick them lor. so only me.&lt;br /&gt;haiyoh. gd that its virtual.&lt;br /&gt;haais.&lt;br /&gt;i go play o2 now. bb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23044930-116695094636016443?l=justbeyondthehorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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