<?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-10164924</id><updated>2011-12-07T23:29:44.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NO MORE BLOGGING</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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>156</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10164924.post-114222436083744696</id><published>2006-03-13T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T12:32:40.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shifted;&lt;br /&gt;mas-querade.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;pls relink :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-114222436083744696?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/114222436083744696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=114222436083744696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/114222436083744696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/114222436083744696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2006/03/shifted-mas-querade.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-114036258933509372</id><published>2006-02-19T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T23:51:32.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, since I smartly didn't get the password of the campcraft blog correct; i shall dedicate entries here :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the whole comm :&lt;br /&gt;I seriously love you guys. You guys have fought so hard and came so far. Just one more week to go to the prelims? Going to think of you guys 24/7 in the prelims. Please do remember to train hard and take care of you dear hands k? &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team A&lt;br /&gt;although you guys can sub 12 now (and yes I'm super proud of you people) please work and achieve better timing and quality cos we all believe you can do it :D do us proud! jiayou jiayou jiayou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team B&lt;br /&gt;heys people, dont ever lose heart of your skills and confidence of each other. its been amazing seeing your progress and there's so much more you guys can achieve. looking forward to your improved pitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy. individual messages. pls get the people to come visit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joanna: love you dear. hope ya blueblack goes away and train hard for your round lash and clove hitch k? you can do it de!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;natalie: ditto for the round lash and clove hitch. pull hard train hard and all da way girl. study hard too yes? love ya !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shiyun: heyys dear, you seriously very cute. continue working hard on your triangle and we will see perfect angles and direction frm ya :) love~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becca: dearrr, peg hard peg fast peg accurately. have all the faith in the world for you , train hard k? love baba~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;krystal: perv! haha. pls keep your laughter and highnes under control esp when you're whacking round with the mallet and poles. you can do it! love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luiza: dearest vice capt, jiayou yea? more stress will be on ya since trainers are gone. dont lose heart and train hard ! eat more too haha. love ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel: twine mistress~~ haha. jiayou lots for all your lashings, they have improved lots throughout the weeks, all the way dear! love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joy: heys dear. all the way for pegging and lashing, snccc as you said, will rock the pitch!  you can do it de! love ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vivien: hi the super hyper one :) jiayou lots for gadget yea? i know you can do it when you put in 100 % and yes i wont let her become too black? love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valarie: heyys, all the way for gadget. i know you can tie well and make use of all the time you guys have left! love :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sohteng: dearest captain- do lead your team well, we are so close to the prelims, and we all have faith in you :D jiayou k? love ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jessica: guitar partner, dont traumatise anymore people with the pole cos i know your guyline will be so well done it wont happen. go for the triangle! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meiling: heyy all the way for lashings and clove hitch. rmb i want a 10/10 quality pitch when i get back yea? :D love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charlotte: haha. who is that lee person? anyway jiayou a million times for lashings and hitches, you know you can do it! love ya~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pan: heys, all the way yes? i know you gt the ability to do all jobs so gotta encourage you for being such a great sport :) you rock love ya~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yating: haha you looked darn pretty when i saw you today? jiayou for pegging and ponchos! i know you can do it :D love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karen: puayyyy! -grins- haha all the way for main guy yea? i know you can make the basha taut and nice :D speak up and be louder. love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiping: yo! yi ding yao duo duo jiayou. wo zhi dao ni yi ding xing de, bu neng gu fu zhong wang o :D all the way for main guy! ai ne ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;audrey: heyys dear. I love the cactus? all the way for gadget and the tight tight twine lashings. i know you guys can do it! love ya :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beijin: heyyo twine mistress, jiayou jiayou for gadget and twine cutting? sit properly -grins- i know you can do it de! love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rebekah: heyyy.  you are a part of us, so all the way and keep everyone's spirit high cos i know you will be cheering them on at the pitch! love ya~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sylvia: ahh dearest captain, a lot of responsibility lies on you now yea? jiayou k? we know you can do it de. all the way for pegging! :) love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;snccc- we shall rock the pitch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;as the girls go pegging/ pitching on on on!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-114036258933509372?l=mirage-.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-10164924.post-114027346454551577</id><published>2006-02-18T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T01:22:26.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it weird I guess&lt;br /&gt;disappearing for about a week&lt;br /&gt;just can't help wondering&lt;br /&gt;if my absence will be noticed?&lt;br /&gt;been a lil bratty  on msn today. -sheepish grin-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i'am gone for OBS,&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to be darn worried for my cactus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2109053530"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pictures&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; of my cactus&lt;br /&gt;its super cute :)&lt;br /&gt;I hope someone remembers to water it daily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing many people :)&lt;br /&gt;entries dedicated in respective blogs.&lt;br /&gt;4d back row :D haha. pls dont fall aleep during lessons k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help me check &lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=lanrete"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; out X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm a big big girl &lt;br /&gt;in a big big world&lt;br /&gt;it's not a big big thing if you leave me&lt;br /&gt;but I do feel I will&lt;br /&gt;miss you much&lt;br /&gt;miss you much&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-114027346454551577?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/114027346454551577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=114027346454551577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/114027346454551577'/><link rel='self' 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everything is so clear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;before the truth goes back into hiding&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to decide 'cause it's worth deciding&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to work on finding something more than this fear &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It takes so much out of me to pretend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tell me now, tell me how to make amends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe, I need to see the daylight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to leave behind this half-life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't you see I'm breaking down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lately, something here don't feel right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is just a half-life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;is there really no escape?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no escape from time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;of any kind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I keep trying to understand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this thing and that thing, my fellow man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess I'll let you know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when i figure it out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but I don't mind a few mysteries&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;they can stay that way it's fine by me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you are another mystery i am missing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It takes so much out of me to pretend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe, I need to see the daylight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to leave behind this half-life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't you see I'm breaking down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lately, something here don't feel right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is just a half-life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;is there really no escape?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no escape from time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;of any kind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;come on lets fall in love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;come on lets fall in love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;come on lets fall in love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;again'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause lately something here don't feel right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is just a half-life,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;without you I am breaking down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wake me, let me see the daylight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;save me from this half-life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;let's you and I escape&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;escape from time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;come on lets fall in love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;come on lets fall in love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;come on lets fall in love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-114000832901630137?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/114000832901630137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=114000832901630137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/114000832901630137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/114000832901630137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-awake-in-afternoon-i-fell-asleep-in.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-113958168134035432</id><published>2006-02-10T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T23:19:33.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For all the over-worked people :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can’t stand to fly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’m not that naive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’m just out to find&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The better part of me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’m more than a bird, I’m more than a plane&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;More than some pretty face beside a train&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It’s not easy to be me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wish that I could cry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fall upon my knees&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Find a way to lie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;About a home I’ll never see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It may sound absurd, but don’t be naive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even heroes have the right to bleed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I may be disturbed,but won’t you concede&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even heroes have the right to dream&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It’s not easy to be me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Up, up and away, away from me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It’s all right, you can all sleep sound tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not crazy, or anything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can’t stand to fly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’m not that naive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Men weren’t meant to ride&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With clouds between their knees&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’m only a man in a silly red sheet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Digging for kryptonite on this one way street&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only a man in a funny red sheet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Looking for special things inside of me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Inside of me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Inside me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah, inside me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Inside of me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’m only a man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In a funny red sheet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’m only a man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Looking for a dream&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’m only a man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In a funny red sheet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it’s not easy, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its not easy to be me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-113958168134035432?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/113958168134035432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=113958168134035432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/113958168134035432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/113958168134035432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2006/02/for-all-over-worked-people-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-113923165140376082</id><published>2006-02-06T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T21:14:11.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guess its time for me to cherish what I have?&lt;br /&gt;after the inspirational thursday session&lt;br /&gt;went round hugging all my dearest squadmates&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w.w.a.c i know you love me! haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;let me eat you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;15 for a moment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-113923165140376082?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/113923165140376082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=113923165140376082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/113923165140376082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/113923165140376082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2006/02/guess-its-time-for-me-to-cherish-what.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-113828593382165490</id><published>2006-01-26T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T22:32:13.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>quote of the day :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;oranges &lt;/span&gt;are very important!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NYR:&lt;br /&gt;PASS all tests from now on&lt;br /&gt;Hand in ALL homework on time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me I &lt;strong&gt;can&lt;/strong&gt; and I &lt;strong&gt;will&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone get well soon ~&lt;br /&gt;start of project liberation tmr!&lt;br /&gt;can't wait !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;far away for far too long&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-113828593382165490?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/113828593382165490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=113828593382165490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/113828593382165490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/113828593382165490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2006/01/quote-of-day-oranges-are-very.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-113777001594553310</id><published>2006-01-20T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T23:13:35.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Cel; Kaili&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good job today :)&lt;br /&gt;glad to have been debating with you guys&lt;br /&gt;we lost; but with laurels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sirui; Mabel; Fanny; Ivy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the support!&lt;br /&gt;you guys rock haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 way convo's and  6 way chat at macs! :D&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;3 project liberation~&lt;br /&gt;we'll rock the night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;red, black, goth, punk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be stoning with miss gan at guitar tmr&lt;br /&gt;although there'll be a very amusing character.&lt;br /&gt;I think guitar tuning sounds super funny?&lt;br /&gt;always end up collasping into giggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank you for helping me today :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you know who you are.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;appreciate it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-113777001594553310?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/113777001594553310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=113777001594553310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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has died.&lt;br /&gt;can't recieve nor sms anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's done is over.&lt;br /&gt;lets move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;will the real slim shady&lt;br /&gt;please stand up&lt;br /&gt;please stand up&lt;br /&gt;please stand up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-113758842421345023?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/113758842421345023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=113758842421345023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/113758842421345023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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the way&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I don't live up to your expectations&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna try harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know when to stop.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I dont know what's my limits.&lt;br /&gt;haha. how much longer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too many unspoken rules to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that you think you dont mean much to me- because you do.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry. Give us faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCC!- &lt;em&gt;joy, vivien, krystal&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;lu, rachel, natalie&lt;/strong&gt;, shiyun, valerie, nana, sohteng, becca&lt;br /&gt;all the way k?&lt;br /&gt;lets train hard fight hard together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to my dearest partner/ trainer.&lt;br /&gt;jiayou. I &lt;3 you :)&lt;br /&gt;get well soon! and you're banned frm standing in the rain again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;willy wonka alarm clock! thanks for being so very sweet and annoying :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good morning starshine, the sun is bright and the earth says hello!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;watching as it all falls down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-113698793195276499?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/113698793195276499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=113698793195276499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/113698793195276499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/113698793195276499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-crazy-crazy-world-spinning-way-too.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-113602796890384619</id><published>2005-12-31T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T22:17:27.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Goodbyes make you think, they make you realize what you've had, what you've lost and what meaning it is.&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to be important, but more important to be nice.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, when you're mad, you have the right to be mad, but you don't have the right to be cruel.&lt;br /&gt;We are never given dreams without also being given the power to make them come true.&lt;br /&gt;God never closes a door without opening a window. He always gives us something better when he takes something away.&lt;br /&gt;We have no right to ask when sorrow comes, "Why did this happen to me?" unless we ask the same question for every moment of happiness that comes our way.&lt;br /&gt;The most wasted day of all is that on which we have not laughed -Sebastien Roch Nicolas Chamfort.&lt;br /&gt;Remember, no man is a failure who has friends. -from "It's a Wonderful Life"&lt;br /&gt;No matter how bad it seems it could always be worse Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day; begin it well and serenely and with too high a spirit to be cumbered with your old nonsense. - Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;br /&gt;Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.&lt;br /&gt;We could all take a lesson from crayons: Some are sharp, some are beautiful, some have weird names, all are different colors; but they all have to learn to live in the same box.&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a coin, you can spend it any way you want but you can only spend it once.&lt;br /&gt;Remember, you're braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think- Christopher Robin&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU WANT THE RAINBOW YOU HAVE TO PUT UP WITH THE RAIN&lt;br /&gt;"I have a simple philosophy: Fill what's empty. Empty what's full. Scratch where it itches." Alice Roosevelt Longworth&lt;br /&gt;The first step to getting the things you want out of life is this: Decide what you want. " Ben Stein&lt;br /&gt;" As a scientist, I am not sure anymore that life can be reduced to a class struggle, to dialectical materialism, or any set of formulas. Life is spontaneous and it is unpredictable, it is magical. I think that we have struggled so hard with the tangible that we have forgotten the intangible."Diane Frolov and Andrew Schneider&lt;br /&gt;" He who has a why to live can bear almost any how. " Friedrich Nietzsche&lt;br /&gt;"May you live every day of your life. "Jonathan Swift&lt;br /&gt;" Once you have been confronted with a life-and-death situation, trivia no longer matter. Your perspective grows and you live at a deeper level. There's no time for pettiness. " Margaretta (Happy) Rockefeller&lt;br /&gt;" All of the animals except man know that the principal business of life is to enjoy it. "Samuel Butler&lt;br /&gt;" Men are born to succeed, not to fail. " Henry David Thoreau&lt;br /&gt;"Hate is the consequence of fear; we fear something before we hate it; a child who fears noises becomes a man who hates noise. " Cyril Connolly&lt;br /&gt;" Be willing to make decisions. That's the most important quality in a good leader. Don't fall victim to what I call the "ready-aim-aim-aim-aim syndrome." You must be willing to fire. -- T. Boone Pickens&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-113602796890384619?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/113602796890384619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=113602796890384619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/113602796890384619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/113602796890384619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/12/goodbyes-make-you-think-they-make-you.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-113526828427880172</id><published>2005-12-23T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T00:18:04.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm, not a random decision&lt;br /&gt;contemplated this for a pretty long while.&lt;br /&gt;closing this blog.&lt;br /&gt;early merry christmas :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;unsaid things&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-113526828427880172?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/113526828427880172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=113526828427880172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/113526828427880172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/113526828427880172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/12/hmm-not-random-decision-contemplated_23.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-113585462642958439</id><published>2005-12-22T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T23:37:47.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just a random challenge to anyone who's bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eat &lt;strong&gt;everything&lt;/strong&gt; on this menu :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at your own risk! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tom yum marshmellows&lt;br /&gt;-tea floats&lt;br /&gt;-steamed mutton&lt;br /&gt;-chocolate sardine cake&lt;br /&gt;-vanilla watermelon toast&lt;br /&gt;-garlic banana ice cream&lt;br /&gt;-durian coffee shake&lt;br /&gt;-strawberry oysters&lt;br /&gt;-rambutan sushi&lt;br /&gt;-honey lime mashed potatoes&lt;br /&gt;-maple syrup whipped cream ramen&lt;br /&gt;-curry floats&lt;br /&gt;-green pea fondue&lt;br /&gt;-spinach orange soup&lt;br /&gt;-chocalate cheese with pepper&lt;br /&gt;-soya bean crab smoothie&lt;br /&gt;-mint fried chicken with rainbow sprinkles&lt;br /&gt;-stewed pork chops with yogurt&lt;br /&gt;-red bean carrot stew&lt;br /&gt;-fish mix cornflakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new additions:&lt;br /&gt;-tomato chocolate cake&lt;br /&gt;-chocolate chip you tiao with almonds&lt;br /&gt;-laska fried squid in jelly&lt;br /&gt;-ladies finger in vanilla with ketchup&lt;br /&gt;-cheese and salted fish&lt;br /&gt;-asparagus ice cream&lt;br /&gt;-coconut mushroom crackers&lt;br /&gt;-cotton candy prawns&lt;br /&gt;-coke brinjal&lt;br /&gt;-pepper pear pie&lt;br /&gt;-onion pancakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all indigestion sustained is none of my responsiblily :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amusing conversation haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-113585462642958439?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/113585462642958439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=113585462642958439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/113585462642958439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/113585462642958439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/12/just-random-challenge-to-anyone-whos.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-113516806574470302</id><published>2005-12-21T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T23:37:13.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>highlight of the day&lt;br /&gt;jessica fell into the pool! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;person at yamaha thought we were &lt;strong&gt;sisters&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she went "&lt;em&gt;your sister helping you sign up arh?&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;sylvia reckons i'm the younger one&lt;br /&gt;although i'm older by 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;en says me and sicca gt same eyes! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 wonderful days in a row :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wanna live in that kinda house when i grow up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-10164924.post-113499608171462323</id><published>2005-12-19T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T20:41:21.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Sun's up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A little after twelve&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make breakfast for myself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leave the work for someone else&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;People say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They say that it's just a phase&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They tell me to act my age,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well I am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On this perfect day,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing's standing in my way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On this perfect day,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When nothing can go wrong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's the perfect day,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tomorrow's gonna come too soon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I could stay, forever as I am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On this perfect day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sun's down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A little after ten&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I pick up all my friends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In my Mercedes-Benz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wake up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't tell me it's just a dream&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause when I've had enough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll hear me say,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now don't you try to rain on my&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perfect day,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing's standing in my way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On this perfect day,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing can go wrong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's the perfect day,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tomorrow's gonna come too soon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On this perfect day,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing can go wrong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm in the race&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I've already won&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And getting there can&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be half the fun,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So don't stop me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Till I'm good and done,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't you try to rain on my&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perfect, day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On this perfect day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On this perfect day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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type='html'>okay.&lt;br /&gt;I better get down to homework.&lt;br /&gt;even sicca says I rock, which means I'm screwed. DIE. haha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway the layout is to remind me to stay &lt;em&gt;offline.&lt;/em&gt; so pls shoot me to death if you see me online. -nods-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i owe lots of things :)&lt;br /&gt;but people owe me &lt;strong&gt;more&lt;/strong&gt; haha.&lt;br /&gt;interesting msn last night -grins- hope &lt;em&gt;someone's&lt;/em&gt; hand and &lt;em&gt;someone's&lt;/em&gt; feet heal faster :) than can run with me :DD looking forward to wednesday! finally. a day off ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes i wonder.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shouldnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-113439348960687721?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/113439348960687721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=113439348960687721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/113439348960687721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/113439348960687721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/12/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-113420873004946146</id><published>2005-12-10T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T18:02:14.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;current earcandy: Falling for you; Jem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pierced ears with en :)&lt;br /&gt;painnnn but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;the neo machine was bullying us; ended up with darn hilarious shots&lt;br /&gt;she has the honour being the first to see my new skirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;goodbye ol' short hot pink one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ssica made her obs sound very fun and very sad, wonder how the feburary group will turn out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting from a certain someone to come back from xiamen. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yu ni fen xiang de kuai le&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sheng guo du zi yong you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-113420873004946146?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/113420873004946146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=113420873004946146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/113420873004946146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/113420873004946146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/12/current-earcandy-falling-for-you-jem.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-113401187766076524</id><published>2005-12-08T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T11:17:57.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cel has a weird keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha and a very cute soft toy cat&lt;br /&gt;all american rejects playing now :D&lt;br /&gt;gna play battleships&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-113401187766076524?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/113401187766076524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=113401187766076524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/113401187766076524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/113401187766076524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/12/cel-has-weird-keyboard.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-113384275718001980</id><published>2005-12-06T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T12:36:06.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;current earcandy: This is the last time, Keane&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;popping online whilst boss has left for lunch&lt;br /&gt;stc's over :)&lt;br /&gt;crazy and wonderful experience. proud to be part of the campers; caphazons (becca, en, mei, haiping, enid, karen, audrey, jan) we rock!&lt;br /&gt;learnt and saw a lot. good and bad. leadership &lt;strong&gt;shows&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pitching tents with nana, ping and becca in school this morning (and ran to work cos I was gna be late) we laughed and sang until very high :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gna pierce ears with en this saturday!&lt;br /&gt;huang di :DD take care of your hand k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling a lil spooked about a certain incident.&lt;br /&gt;we are &lt;strong&gt;just &lt;/strong&gt;friends? goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-113384275718001980?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/113384275718001980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=113384275718001980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/113384275718001980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/113384275718001980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/12/current-earcandy-this-is-last-time.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-113328116320160008</id><published>2005-11-30T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T00:24:36.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>earcandy: Straitjacket Feeling, The All-American Rejects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning world~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first proper day of working. found myself an amusing boss, laughs and sticks out her tongue. says I'm too shy haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;medical supplies aint cheap. lol. ping, awyong and I gatecrashed mustafa after my work? went home &lt;em&gt;way&lt;/em&gt; after my curfew.&lt;br /&gt;AWYONG you rock. you simply do. thank you so much. (ming tian ma fan ni le)&lt;br /&gt;hopefully ping &amp;amp; nana get well before STC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder if anyone crashed prom. esp sicca~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bebe: dearrrr go check babe? updated le :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 more day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-113328116320160008?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/113328116320160008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=113328116320160008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/113328116320160008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;3 more days&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-113309732191985875?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/113309732191985875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=113309732191985875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/113309732191985875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/113309732191985875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/11/frustrating-night-uncontactable-people.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-113282885878915979</id><published>2005-11-24T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T18:45:44.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I get so weird&lt;br /&gt;I even freak myself out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I laugh myself to sleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's my lullaby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I drive so fast&lt;br /&gt;Just to feel the danger&lt;br /&gt;I wanna scream&lt;br /&gt;It makes me &lt;em&gt;feel alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To walk within the lines&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would make my life so boring&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know that I&lt;br /&gt;Have been to the extreme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So knock me off my feet&lt;br /&gt;Come on now give it to me&lt;br /&gt;Anything to make me feel alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let down your defences&lt;br /&gt;Use no common sense&lt;br /&gt;If you look you will see&lt;br /&gt;that &lt;em&gt;this world is a beautiful accident&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turbulent suculent opulent permanent,&lt;br /&gt;no wayI wanna taste it&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna waste it away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is it enough to love?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is it enough to breathe?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody rip my heart out&lt;br /&gt;And leave me here to bleed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it enough?&lt;br /&gt;Is it enough to die?&lt;br /&gt;Somebody save my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd rather be anything but ordinary please&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;7 more days.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-113282885878915979?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/113282885878915979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=113282885878915979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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past week&lt;br /&gt;could have been better&lt;br /&gt;but wont be ungrateful :)&lt;br /&gt;learnt loads on chocolates&lt;br /&gt;karina; eugenia; becca; me&lt;br /&gt;happily [&amp; sadistically] sccribled "expired" and "expiring "all over chocolate boxes&lt;br /&gt;becca and I came up with loads of&lt;em&gt; entertaining &lt;/em&gt;songs :D  modified several nurseries rhymes and cca songs lalala~ will get killed by a certain someone if she knows -hides-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kayaking today.&lt;br /&gt;3 instructors, nice, funny, no comments respectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ping has my eternal grattitude :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for kayaking with me today.&lt;br /&gt;it meant a lot~~&lt;br /&gt;and even more sorry that you got scolded.&lt;br /&gt;I feel damn bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NANA; SYLVIA&lt;br /&gt;dont quit!!!&lt;br /&gt;feel like quoting one of our banners~&lt;br /&gt;"excellence; &lt;strong&gt;perserverance&lt;/strong&gt;; npcc"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she's so high, high above me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-113240905364554563?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/113240905364554563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=113240905364554563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/113240905364554563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/113240905364554563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/11/currently-playing-shes-so-high-kurt.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-113186527136949462</id><published>2005-11-13T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T15:03:03.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;earcandy: Dance Inside; The All-American Rejects&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leadership camp on friday&lt;br /&gt;me + ping = apple + shepherd style&lt;br /&gt;aye. must change le~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday. 2 star kayaking.&lt;br /&gt;I think I broke some record, imagine capsizing 6 times in a day. 5 times on purpose and 1 time when I tried fliping too hard. (why? because we are suppose to flip the kayak 360 degrees to &lt;strong&gt;pass&lt;/strong&gt;) 6km expedition next week :DD or 8km if we can~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost lost a shoe.&lt;br /&gt;becca really lost a shoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYLVIA; JOANNA; REBECCA&lt;br /&gt;dont quit please :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday, went to cut my hair (happily ignoring the advice of about 10 people?)&lt;br /&gt;I think I can officially wax it. shall go borrow :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still clueless on what to wear for job-shadowing. hurr.&lt;br /&gt;its darn surprising the whole squad knows about my &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hot pink&lt;/span&gt; skirt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wish for you on a falling star&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-113186527136949462?l=mirage-.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-10164924.post-113152393044435940</id><published>2005-11-09T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T22:05:00.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;now playing: Feel Good Inc; Gorillaz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SANK YOU SUSHI AUNTIE :D&lt;br /&gt;the one at the ntuc near ang mo kio library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you rock!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becca and I have come to a conclusion&lt;br /&gt;if we fall for the same guy&lt;br /&gt;(seeing as our tastes are similar)&lt;br /&gt;we won't let him ruin our friendship :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to&lt;em&gt; finish&lt;/em&gt; trial exams&lt;br /&gt;before a very *cough motherly cough* sijia scolds me again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan : at least I spice up NP life somehow :D&lt;br /&gt;don't worry, am not an &lt;em&gt;perpetually&lt;/em&gt; angsty OIC~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;definitely maybe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-113152393044435940?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/113152393044435940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=113152393044435940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/113152393044435940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/113152393044435940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/11/now-playing-feel-good-inc-gorillaz.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-113128893510629137</id><published>2005-11-06T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T22:55:35.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thank you for replying :)&lt;br /&gt;I learnt something today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-113128893510629137?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/113128893510629137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;em&gt;emotions only cloud the sky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mirage.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: an optical illusion in which atmospheric refraction by a layer of hot air distorts or inverts reflections of distant objects     &lt;br /&gt;2: something illusory and unattainable&lt;br /&gt;I almost forgot why this is my url.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rebekah,&lt;br /&gt;hopefully you find my explanation satisfactory.&lt;br /&gt;check your email~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;back to exquisite deceit and lies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-113127317619294918?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/113127317619294918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;em&gt;earcandy: POT driving myself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basking in the glory of anime for the past week :)&lt;br /&gt;naruto + pot + saiyuki -grins-&lt;br /&gt;still hoping fervently that sasuke does not turn evil&lt;br /&gt;one can hope can't they?&lt;br /&gt;it's amazing how much a cartoon show&lt;br /&gt;can reduce you to fits of laughter or tears&lt;br /&gt;eyecandy:&lt;br /&gt;tsunade's boyfriend :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stc precamp yesterday&lt;br /&gt;do not have a good feeling about it&lt;br /&gt;although I love my group to bits :)&lt;br /&gt;talk about owing 900 in a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 minutes in push-up position&lt;br /&gt;they didn't deserve self-punishment&lt;br /&gt;their knees were &lt;strong&gt;raw&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;remember our promise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those who ponned,&lt;br /&gt;who didn't dread going yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;I only have this to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;cowards.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-113118661212123806?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/113118661212123806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=113118661212123806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/113118661212123806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/113118661212123806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/11/earcandy-pot-driving-myself-basking-in.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-113111510986003520</id><published>2005-11-04T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T23:20:08.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mieo, re-opening my blog for ya :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules of the Game ::&lt;br /&gt;Post 5 weird and random facts about yourself, then at the end list the names of 5 people who are next in line to do this. Don't forgot to leave a comment that says "You're tagged." in their blog and tell them to read yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 random and weird facts :&lt;br /&gt;I) As a kid I used to be obsessed with fridges, I went to COURTS and opened every single one (roughly 30 +) glancing, poking at the interior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;II) To date, I have a random collection of lime green stuff, starting from mieo's cup to some kuku ice cream stick, all of the exact same shade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;III) I love shoe acccesories :D like shoe necklace, rings, ear studs etc , some weird fettish I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV) I would like to dye my hair white someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V) My toenails have a decor of black or glitter nail polish at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 lucky people in random order :D ::&lt;br /&gt;I) SA&lt;br /&gt;II) AWYONG&lt;br /&gt;III) CELESTIA&lt;br /&gt;IV) JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;V) SYLVIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bebe:: your version's slightly different -grins-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-113111510986003520?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/113111510986003520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=113111510986003520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/113111510986003520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/113111510986003520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/11/mieo-re-opening-my-blog-for-ya-rules.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-113059333670598896</id><published>2005-10-29T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T21:42:16.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; m&amp;ns are like saga seeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;brown &lt;/span&gt;ones like coffee beans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;orange&lt;/span&gt; m&amp;amp;ns resemble medicine pills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; ones look exactly like fertilisers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt; m&amp;ns are beads on a necklace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt; ones?&lt;br /&gt;they're just gifts from you to me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;randomness~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;goodbye to you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;goodbye to everything I knew.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you were the one I loved,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the one thing I tried to hold on to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-113059333670598896?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/113059333670598896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=113059333670598896' 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/10164924-113024792734058499?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/113024792734058499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=113024792734058499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/113024792734058499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/113024792734058499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/10/when-top-of-world-falls-on-you-art-of.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-113006264105383950</id><published>2005-10-23T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T18:18:27.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Johnny wanna be a big star&lt;br /&gt;Get on stage and play the guitar&lt;br /&gt;Make a little money, buy a fancy car&lt;br /&gt;Big old house and an alligator&lt;br /&gt;Just to match with them alligator shoes&lt;br /&gt;He's a rich man so he's no longer singing the blues&lt;br /&gt;He's singing songs about material things&lt;br /&gt;And platinum rings and watches that go bling&lt;br /&gt;But, diamonds don't bling in the dark&lt;br /&gt;He a star now, but he ain't singing from the heart&lt;br /&gt;Sooner or later he's just gonna fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Coz his fans can't relate to his new found art&lt;br /&gt;He ain't doing what he did from the start&lt;br /&gt;And that's putting in some feeling and thought&lt;br /&gt;He decided to live his life shallow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Passion is love for material&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And its gone... gone... going...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gone... everything gone... give a damn...&lt;br /&gt;Gone be the birds when they don't want to sing...&lt;br /&gt;Gone people... up awkward with their things... gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You see yourself in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;And you feel safe cause it looks familiar&lt;br /&gt;But you afraid to open up your soul&lt;br /&gt;Cause you don't really know, don't really know&lt;br /&gt;Who is, the person that's deep within&lt;br /&gt;Cause you are content with just being the native brown man&lt;br /&gt;And you fail to see that its trivial&lt;br /&gt;Insignificant, you addicted to material&lt;br /&gt;I've seen your kind before&lt;br /&gt;You're the type that thinks souls is sold in a store&lt;br /&gt;Packaged up with inscent sticks&lt;br /&gt;With them vegetarian meals&lt;br /&gt;To you that's righteous&lt;br /&gt;You're fiction like books&lt;br /&gt;You need to go out to life and look&lt;br /&gt;Cause what happens when they take your material&lt;br /&gt;You already sold your soul and its&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And its gone... gone... going...&lt;br /&gt;Gone... everything gone... give a damn...&lt;br /&gt;Gone be the birds when they don't want to sing...&lt;br /&gt;Gone people... up awkward with their things... gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You say that time is money and money is time&lt;br /&gt;So you got mind in your money and your money on your mind&lt;br /&gt;But what about that crime that you did to get paid&lt;br /&gt;And what about that bid, you can't take it to your brain&lt;br /&gt;Why you on about those shoes you'll wear today&lt;br /&gt;They'll do no good on the bridges you burnt along the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;All that money that you got gonna be gone&lt;br /&gt;That gear that you rock gonna be gone&lt;br /&gt;The house up on the hill gonna be gone&lt;br /&gt;The gold on your grill gonna be gone&lt;br /&gt;The ice on your wrist gonna be gone&lt;br /&gt;That nice little Miss gonna be gone&lt;br /&gt;That whip that you roll gonna be gone&lt;br /&gt;And what's worst is your soul will be gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gone going- BEP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-113006264105383950?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/113006264105383950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=113006264105383950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;You might think I don't look&lt;br /&gt;But deep inside&lt;br /&gt;In the corner of my mind&lt;br /&gt;I'm attached to you&lt;br /&gt;I'm weak&lt;br /&gt;It's true&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm afraid to know the answer&lt;br /&gt;Do you want me too?&lt;br /&gt;Cause my heart keeps falling faster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've waited all my life&lt;br /&gt;To cross this line&lt;br /&gt;To the only thing that's true&lt;br /&gt;So I will not hide&lt;br /&gt;It's time to try&lt;br /&gt;Anything to be with you&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've waited&lt;br /&gt;This is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what you do&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you walk into the room&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid to move&lt;br /&gt;I'm weak&lt;br /&gt;It's true&lt;br /&gt;I'm just scared to know the ending&lt;br /&gt;Do you see me too?&lt;br /&gt;Do you even know you met me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've waited all my life to cross this line&lt;br /&gt;To the only thing that's true&lt;br /&gt;So I will not hide&lt;br /&gt;It's time to try anything to be with you&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've waited&lt;br /&gt;This is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know when I go&lt;br /&gt;I'll be on my way to you&lt;br /&gt;The way that's true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've waited all my life to cross this line&lt;br /&gt;To the only thing thats true&lt;br /&gt;So I will not hide&lt;br /&gt;Its time to try anything to be with you&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've waited&lt;br /&gt;This is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True- Ryan Cabrera&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-113006201198261800?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/113006201198261800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=113006201198261800' title='0 Comments'/><link 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session was most inspiring;&lt;br /&gt;Miss suchen christine lim was the highlight of the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many people have fallen ill&lt;br /&gt;allyssa, kaili, cecilia get well soon!&lt;br /&gt;... especially mieo. -nods-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess I used to take people for granted&lt;br /&gt;ping; come back to school :)&lt;br /&gt;I feel accomplished!&lt;br /&gt;made my own layout for the first time ever -grins-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how fragile are bonds &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;like flames licking paper&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;brinking on oblivion&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112994757829803926?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112994757829803926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>elections today&lt;br /&gt;all the candidates were impressive&lt;br /&gt;in their own right&lt;br /&gt;admire their courage to speak out&lt;br /&gt;wish they didnt all fight for the same cause though&lt;br /&gt;would have spiced up this election rally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear melanie&lt;br /&gt;I would kindly appreciate not being called&lt;br /&gt;"queen bee" every time you walk pass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;B&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;M&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;L&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; B&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; yourself lol.&lt;br /&gt;but you look cute. serious -grins-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;bumble bee&lt;/span&gt; campaign team rocks XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OBS looks fun :)&lt;br /&gt;sounds super np-ish though -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I mean so little &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; care, so be it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I'm not that naive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112964087096757729?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112964087096757729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=112964087096757729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112964087096757729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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go back to&lt;br /&gt;Believing in everything and knowing nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember the sun&lt;br /&gt;Always warm on my back&lt;br /&gt;Somehow it seems colder now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where has my heart gone&lt;br /&gt;Trapped in the eyes of a stranger&lt;br /&gt;Oh I, I want to go back to&lt;br /&gt;Believing in everything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Field of innocence- Evanescence&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112934451311712678?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112934451311712678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=112934451311712678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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designed this rhyme&lt;br /&gt;To explain in due time&lt;br /&gt;All I know, time is a valuable thing&lt;br /&gt;Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings&lt;br /&gt;Watch it count down to the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;The clock ticks life away&lt;br /&gt;It’s so unreal, didn’t look out below&lt;br /&gt;Watch the time go right out the window&lt;br /&gt;Trying to hold on but didn’t even know&lt;br /&gt;Wasted it all just to watch you go&lt;br /&gt;I kept everything inside and even though I tried it all fell apart&lt;br /&gt;What it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time when&lt;br /&gt;I tried so hard&lt;br /&gt;And got so far&lt;br /&gt;But in the end&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t even matter&lt;br /&gt;I had to fall&lt;br /&gt;To lose it all&lt;br /&gt;But in the end&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t even matter&lt;br /&gt;One thing, I don’t know why&lt;br /&gt;Doesn’t even matter how hard you try&lt;br /&gt;Keep that in mind I designed this rhyme&lt;br /&gt;To remind myself how I tried so hard&lt;br /&gt;Despite of the way you were mocking me&lt;br /&gt;Acting like I was part of your property&lt;br /&gt;Remembering all the times you fought with me&lt;br /&gt;I’m surprised it got so far&lt;br /&gt;Things aren’t the way they were before&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn’t even recognize me anymore&lt;br /&gt;Not that you knew me back then&lt;br /&gt;But it all comes back to me in the end&lt;br /&gt;You kept everything inside and even though I tried it all fell apart&lt;br /&gt;What it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time when&lt;br /&gt;I tried so hard&lt;br /&gt;And got so far&lt;br /&gt;But in the end&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t even matter&lt;br /&gt;I had to fall&lt;br /&gt;To lose it all&lt;br /&gt;But in the end&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t even matter&lt;br /&gt;I put my trust in you&lt;br /&gt;Pushed as far as I can go&lt;br /&gt;And for all this&lt;br /&gt;There’s only one thing you should know&lt;br /&gt;I put my trust in you&lt;br /&gt;Pushed as far as I can go&lt;br /&gt;And for all this&lt;br /&gt;There’s only one thing you should know&lt;br /&gt;I tried so hard&lt;br /&gt;And got so far&lt;br /&gt;But in the end&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t even matter&lt;br /&gt;I had to fall&lt;br /&gt;To lose it all&lt;br /&gt;But in the end&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t even matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linkin Park- In the end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112934355111750006?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112934355111750006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=112934355111750006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112934355111750006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112934355111750006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/10/it-starts-with-one-thing-i-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-112903851057907168</id><published>2005-10-11T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T21:54:41.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>exams finally over :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;= yoanna&lt;br /&gt;ANTM cycle 2 winner&lt;br /&gt;kirei~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clique outing today&lt;br /&gt;unexpected attendance&lt;br /&gt;reaqquainted with a friend~&lt;br /&gt;and yes I am very much impressed by your stamina&lt;br /&gt;walking/ shopping for 7 hours is not my forte&lt;br /&gt;and I doubt it will ever be&lt;br /&gt;discovery of the day: retro is &lt;strong&gt;in&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe anyone would wear&lt;br /&gt;the assortment of pearls/ feathers/gaudy flowers/ wooden thingy?&lt;br /&gt;interesting names for daughters to be:&lt;br /&gt;gucci, prada, takashimaya, &lt;em&gt;sasa, &lt;/em&gt;armani,&lt;br /&gt;guess, versace, elle, adidas, nike, bebe, baba?&lt;br /&gt;haha &lt;strong&gt;hugo boss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;LETTUCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't overthink&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it's just a slip of mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;TENIPU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't get mad&lt;br /&gt;it's not worth pouting for -grins-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought of the day:&lt;br /&gt;incessant messaging won't get into someone's good books, at least &lt;strong&gt;not &lt;/strong&gt;mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there are many versions of the truth. pick one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I didn't know we meant so little to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112903851057907168?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112903851057907168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=112903851057907168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112903851057907168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112903851057907168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/10/exams-finally-over-yoanna-antm-cycle-2.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-112840304753155719</id><published>2005-10-04T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T13:17:27.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I have seen peace. I have seen pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Resting on the shoulders of your name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Do you see the truth through all their lies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Do you see the world through troubled eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;And if you want to talk about it anymore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Lie here on the floor and cry on my shoulder,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I'm a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I have seen birth. I have seen death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Lived to see a lover's final breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Do you see my guilt? Should I feel fright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Is the fire of hesitation burning bright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;And if you want to talk about it once again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;On you I depend. I'll cry on your shoulder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;You're a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;You and I have lived through many things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I'll hold on to your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I wouldn't cry for anything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;But don't go tearing your life apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I have seen fear. I have seen faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Seen the look of anger on your face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;And if you want to talk about what will be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Come and sit with me, and cry on my shoulder,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I'm a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;And if you want to talk about it anymore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Lie here on the floor and cry on my shoulder,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I'm a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Cry - James Blunt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112840304753155719?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112840304753155719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=112840304753155719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112840304753155719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112840304753155719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-have-seen-peace.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-112799202394134086</id><published>2005-09-29T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T19:13:58.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3 Diligence is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;sparkling clean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; today&lt;br /&gt;tables that are near &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;glowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;way cool blackboard&lt;br /&gt;dust free floors (well mostly)&lt;br /&gt;and windows in tip top see through condition :)&lt;br /&gt;isn't it wonderful to have a&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; clean&lt;/span&gt; class? -hints-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The day before all the exams&lt;br /&gt;EEK! &gt;.&lt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;study study study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;mug mug mug &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;grades grades grades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ yes I am trying to convince myself]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;results will reflect effort put in&lt;br /&gt;hopefully nothing comes to naught&lt;br /&gt;marks are after all important enough&lt;br /&gt;but no, am not gonna kill myself over them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;squadmates [study mates!] ; veggies; scandalous fam; 3d &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;may lady luck chose to shine upon you~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hey stay with me; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;this is the last of illusions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112799202394134086?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112799202394134086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=112799202394134086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112799202394134086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112799202394134086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/09/3-diligence-is-sparkling-clean-today.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-112772608386798021</id><published>2005-09-26T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T17:14:43.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>good luck for eoys everyone :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cause I wanna run away run away run away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112772608386798021?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112772608386798021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=112772608386798021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112772608386798021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112772608386798021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/09/good-luck-for-eoys-everyone-cause-i.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-112678050663959166</id><published>2005-09-15T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T18:35:29.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;if the world gets in my face&lt;br /&gt;I say have a nice day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only almost here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112678050663959166?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112678050663959166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=112678050663959166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112678050663959166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112678050663959166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/09/if-world-gets-in-my-face-i-say-have.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-112661432864975192</id><published>2005-09-13T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T20:25:28.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;forever angel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's recess was interesting&lt;br /&gt;popping bright red balloons at lower concourse&lt;br /&gt;and frightening the poor sec ones? oops. haha.&lt;br /&gt;balloon sticks + gold ribbons make a cute bouquet&lt;br /&gt;insightful chat yesterday on future ambitions&lt;br /&gt;still clueless though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we changed seats today&lt;br /&gt;will miss ostrich and giraffe -grins-&lt;br /&gt;am sadly sitting in the front row again. &lt;br /&gt;at least I will most definitely be paying attention in class &lt;br /&gt;and I have a inspirational partner!&lt;br /&gt;hopefully she will motivate me to work as hard as she does~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting day :)&lt;br /&gt;volleyball was funnn!&lt;br /&gt;dodging eraser bits&lt;br /&gt;reading a &lt;strong&gt;very entertaining &lt;/strong&gt;love story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;shine your light down on me&lt;br /&gt;lift me up so I can see&lt;br /&gt;shine your light when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;give me the strength to carry on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112661432864975192?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112661432864975192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>watched a charity show on hurricane katrina today&lt;br /&gt;they were playing green day &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;wake me up when september ends&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reflective mood now~&lt;br /&gt;dont take anything for granted yeah?&lt;br /&gt;am grateful for all I have :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;here comes the rain again&lt;br /&gt;falling from the stars&lt;br /&gt;drenched in my pain again&lt;br /&gt;becoming who we are&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112635216221663274?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112635216221663274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=112635216221663274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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reunion&lt;br /&gt;She laughs at my dreams&lt;br /&gt;But I dream about her laughter&lt;br /&gt;Strange as it seems&lt;br /&gt;She's the one I'm after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Cause she's bittersweet&lt;br /&gt;She knocks me off of my feet&lt;br /&gt;And I can't help myself&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anyone else&lt;br /&gt;She's a mystery&lt;br /&gt;She's too much for me&lt;br /&gt;But I keep comin' back for more&lt;br /&gt;She's just the girl I'm lookin' for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can't keep a secret&lt;br /&gt;For more than an hour&lt;br /&gt;She runs on 100 proof attitude power&lt;br /&gt;And the more she ignores me&lt;br /&gt;The more I adore her&lt;br /&gt;What can I do?&lt;br /&gt;I'd do anything for her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause she's bittersweet&lt;br /&gt;She knocks me off of my feet&lt;br /&gt;And I can't help myself&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anyone else&lt;br /&gt;She's a mystery&lt;br /&gt;She's too much for me&lt;br /&gt;But I keep comin' back for more&lt;br /&gt;She's just the girl I'm lookin' for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way she sees it's me&lt;br /&gt;On her caller ID&lt;br /&gt;She won't pick up the phone&lt;br /&gt;She'd rather be alone&lt;br /&gt;But I can't give up just yet&lt;br /&gt;Cause every word she's ever said&lt;br /&gt;Is still ringin' in my head&lt;br /&gt;Still ringin' in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's cold and she's cruel&lt;br /&gt;But she knows what she's doin'&lt;br /&gt;Knows just what to say&lt;br /&gt;So my whole day is ruined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause she's bittersweet&lt;br /&gt;She knocks me off of my feet&lt;br /&gt;And I can't help myself&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anyone else&lt;br /&gt;She's a mystery&lt;br /&gt;She's too much for me&lt;br /&gt;But I keep comin' back for more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause she's bittersweet&lt;br /&gt;She knocks me off of my feet&lt;br /&gt;And I can't help myself&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anyone else&lt;br /&gt;She's a mystery&lt;br /&gt;She's too much for me&lt;br /&gt;But I keep comin' back for more&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I keep comin' back for more&lt;br /&gt;She's just the girl I'm lookin' for&lt;br /&gt;Just the girl I'm lookin' for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lookin' for&lt;br /&gt;I'm lookin' for&lt;br /&gt;I'm lookin' for&lt;br /&gt;Just the girl I'm lookin' for&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112625887897780360?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112625887897780360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=112625887897780360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112625887897780360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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rules&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be &lt;strong&gt;bad&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/10164924-112609626012055085?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112609626012055085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=112609626012055085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112609626012055085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112609626012055085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-wanna-be-bad-make-that-look-so-good.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-112602587330030199</id><published>2005-09-07T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T08:31:22.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NO MORE BLOGGING OR EVEN LOGGING IN&lt;br /&gt;TIL O LEVELS CHINESE IS OVER&lt;br /&gt;31ST OCTOBER.&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE 1 MONTH AND 25 DAYS TO GO&lt;br /&gt;ITS NOT THAT BLOODY LONG&lt;br /&gt;I BETTER KEEP TO THIS COMMITMENT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112602587330030199?l=mirage-.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-10164924.post-112602477213536303</id><published>2005-09-07T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T00:41:08.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;wishing things were the way they used to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112602477213536303?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112602477213536303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=112602477213536303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;strong&gt;sorry&lt;/strong&gt; I can't be perfect&lt;br /&gt;it's not easy to be me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112602337162229401?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112602337162229401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=112602337162229401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112602337162229401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112602337162229401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-wish-things-were-how-they-used-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-112602017604500976</id><published>2005-09-06T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T08:31:58.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>would it be crazy to say&lt;br /&gt;i love lessons&lt;br /&gt;i hate homework&lt;br /&gt;and i think about my cca&lt;br /&gt;every waking moment of my life&lt;br /&gt;now thats what i call &lt;em&gt;obsession&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt that long ago&lt;br /&gt;that i broke down due to the pressure&lt;br /&gt;of both cca and academics&lt;br /&gt;my expectations are sky high for both areas&lt;br /&gt;not going to achieve anything less&lt;br /&gt;i can go ahead and CRY&lt;br /&gt;it won't help me now will it?&lt;br /&gt;learning to be strong.&lt;br /&gt;worst case scenario if ping goes into exco&lt;br /&gt;i promise to be strong&lt;br /&gt;i promise to be tough&lt;br /&gt;i promise to give up my former self for the unit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my cca&lt;br /&gt;i gave up who i used to be&lt;br /&gt;i grew up&lt;br /&gt;i grew out of my clique&lt;br /&gt;for both cca and class&lt;br /&gt;and now, i'm not sure who i'm&lt;br /&gt;or who i wanna be.&lt;br /&gt;KEEP DA FAITH XIANG.&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;can&lt;/strong&gt; do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112602017604500976?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112602017604500976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>hm, will be a random post&lt;br /&gt;thanks to everyone who stayed back &lt;br /&gt;and helped to clean 3diligence &lt;br /&gt;whilst i was rushing away for np&lt;br /&gt;much love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite screwed up muster parade&lt;br /&gt;was bad. stumbled, stuttered &lt;br /&gt;gave weird timings + commands&lt;br /&gt;sighhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;postmortem was inspirational to say the least&lt;br /&gt;time to reflect~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to vertigo now &lt;br /&gt;crapp i miss drills com&lt;br /&gt;and my laogong haha :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112572692393898940?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112572692393898940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>SANK YOOS :&lt;br /&gt;-3 diligence for the chocolate cake, nail art thingy, paper dolls and bookmark :)&lt;br /&gt;-sqaudmates for the super cute giraffe b'day card!&lt;br /&gt;[sniffling at the bus stop haha]&lt;br /&gt;-xinhui for the 4 pens, the most practical present&lt;br /&gt;-meiling for the stash of marshmellow, sweetened my day&lt;br /&gt;-jessica for my earings so kirei~,and the magnetic mouse XDD &lt;br /&gt;-tenipu for birthday blog XD&lt;br /&gt;-jocelyn for the birthday card&lt;br /&gt;-mieoteng for the necklace&lt;br /&gt;-sai for the super delicious panda biscuits ;)&lt;br /&gt;-tracey, crystal for letter and happy house photo frame&lt;br /&gt;-ryder for the way cool card and slippers, am impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies&lt;br /&gt;since the dawning of the rest of our lives&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-10164924.post-112531875929091983</id><published>2005-08-29T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T08:32:58.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am finally starting to blog&lt;br /&gt;cos i need to vent my mood swings somewhere!&lt;br /&gt;haha my kouhai was super super cute today&lt;br /&gt;one red + one yellow in the midst of all the greenest&lt;br /&gt;picking up twigs to do teachers day card&lt;br /&gt;so kuku -grins-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;understand this&lt;br /&gt;my standards are high&lt;br /&gt;expecting you to meet it&lt;br /&gt;is not unreasonable&lt;br /&gt;i'm not obliged to stay back to 7 plus&lt;br /&gt;for you to finish your proposal&lt;br /&gt;i dont seek for your appreciation&lt;br /&gt;i merely hope for some sense of cooperation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and squadmates, &lt;em&gt;reflect&lt;/em&gt; please&lt;br /&gt;is this the standard that you want to give?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;good lord.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112531875929091983?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112531875929091983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=112531875929091983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112531875929091983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112531875929091983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/08/am-finally-starting-to-blog-cos-i-need.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-112471361129008011</id><published>2005-08-22T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T08:33:29.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;back off&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112471361129008011?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112471361129008011/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't stand to fly&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that naive&lt;br /&gt;I'm just out to find&lt;br /&gt;The better part of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm more than a bird&lt;br /&gt;I'm more than a plane&lt;br /&gt;More than some pretty face beside a train&lt;br /&gt;And it's not easy to be me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish that I could cry&lt;br /&gt;Fall upon my knees&lt;br /&gt;Find a way to lie '&lt;br /&gt;Bout a home I'll never see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might sound absurd&lt;br /&gt;But don't be naive&lt;br /&gt;Even heroes have the right to bleed&lt;br /&gt;I may be disturbed&lt;br /&gt;But won't you concede&lt;br /&gt;Even heroes have the right to dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy to be me&lt;br /&gt;Up, up and away, away from me&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's alright&lt;br /&gt;You can all sleep sound tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not crazy or anything&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand to fly&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that naive&lt;br /&gt;Men weren't meant to ride&lt;br /&gt;With clouds between their knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm only a man in a silly red sheet&lt;br /&gt;Digging for kryptonite on this one way street&lt;br /&gt;Only a man in a funny red sheet&lt;br /&gt;Looking for special things inside of me, inside of me&lt;br /&gt; Inside of me, yeah inside of me, inside of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm only a man in a funny red sheet&lt;br /&gt;I'm only a man looking for a dream&lt;br /&gt;I'm only a man in a funny red sheet&lt;br /&gt;And it's not easy&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy to be me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112453316369729758?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112453316369729758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;closed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gone and not gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112450543554095635?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112450543554095635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=112450543554095635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112450543554095635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112450543554095635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/08/closed-gone-and-not-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-112446451686201170</id><published>2005-08-19T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T23:36:44.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;carpe diem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;out of my league&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy belated birthday  sylvia :)&lt;br /&gt;am sure we're gna get the chip and dale for you soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy early birthday  jess :)&lt;br /&gt;all parts on monday -grins-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;yh ma'am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;you command my respect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;salute&lt;/strong&gt; you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want to let you know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I, I drown in your memory&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I, I don't want to let this go &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I, I don't&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/10164924-112446451686201170?l=mirage-.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-10164924.post-112424954556040803</id><published>2005-08-17T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T11:36:37.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;happpppy birthday :)&lt;br /&gt;am damn touched?&lt;br /&gt;-grins-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HII.&lt;br /&gt;rebecca here.&lt;br /&gt;wishing you a HAPPY BIRTHDAY XDD&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE OLD! 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://celeryy.blogspot.com"&gt;celeryy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;... haha i don't feel old :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112424954556040803?l=mirage-.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-10164924.post-112411706532499400</id><published>2005-08-15T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T22:44:25.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>confused; guilty&lt;br /&gt;but more freedom then before&lt;br /&gt;gotta draw the line. &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;a hero can save us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not gonna stand in the way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hold on to the wings of a hero&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;watching as he all fly away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112411706532499400?l=mirage-.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-10164924.post-112392342685014180</id><published>2005-08-13T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T16:57:06.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;away&lt;/em&gt; for a while&lt;br /&gt;my life's a mess&lt;br /&gt;it's time to get things&lt;strong&gt; in order&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112392342685014180?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112392342685014180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=112392342685014180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112392342685014180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112392342685014180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/08/away-for-while-my-lifes-mess-its-time.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-112391657591259849</id><published>2005-08-13T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T08:32:39.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>somebody kill me please&lt;br /&gt;in a city without a past&lt;br /&gt;one day you'll die&lt;br /&gt;but I'll keep on living&lt;br /&gt;you think that's fun?!&lt;br /&gt;for you, I would give my life&lt;br /&gt;I had enough&lt;br /&gt;you go on.&lt;br /&gt;I can't go alone.&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave!&lt;br /&gt;we thought those days would never end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;moonchild.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112391657591259849?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112391657591259849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=112391657591259849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112391657591259849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112391657591259849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/08/somebody-kill-me-please-in-city.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-112374991477092697</id><published>2005-08-11T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T15:04:20.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>archery rocks :D&lt;br /&gt;although I can't really shoot&lt;br /&gt;and currently my left arm hurts&lt;br /&gt;from getting hit[twice? thrice?] by the bowstring&lt;br /&gt;so fun XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too much of a good thing is a bad thing&lt;br /&gt;namely ice cream;&lt;br /&gt;lugged home a giant box for the low cost of $2&lt;br /&gt;sufffered mild panic attacks as&lt;br /&gt;it threatened to melt at the bus stop&lt;br /&gt;gave it my chair&lt;br /&gt;kept it in the shade&lt;br /&gt;stood in the sun to provide it with my shadow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ironic thing is...&lt;br /&gt;the ice cream helped in family bonding&lt;br /&gt;my aunt helped me lug it home&lt;br /&gt;me, dad, sis, mom armed ourselves with laddles/ spoons&lt;br /&gt;trying to spilt the ice cream into smaller sections&lt;br /&gt;the thing was &lt;em&gt;too&lt;/em&gt; big to fit into my freezer&lt;br /&gt;think my grandma was the &lt;em&gt;most &lt;/em&gt;cool&lt;br /&gt;with a few strokes of a &lt;strong&gt;chopper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she finished the job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wondering now,&lt;br /&gt;if the ice cream was worth all the effort&lt;br /&gt;all who happen to be in the area&lt;br /&gt;are welcomed to drop by my humble abode&lt;br /&gt;free servings of ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;ben and jerry's berry flavour :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you caught my eye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;as you walked on by&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112374991477092697?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112374991477092697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=112374991477092697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112374991477092697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112374991477092697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/08/archery-rocks-d-although-i-cant-really.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-112350398823729619</id><published>2005-08-08T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T08:32:25.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Watching you from a distance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your beautiful face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your etheral eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your laughing smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Laughing so quietly, mocking me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even...longing for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The cold and beautiful you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You who could understand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You who kept the secrets most&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The shadows and the darkness behind that smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That quiet quiet smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That secret laughing face, mocking me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moon who caught my soul through enchanted eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moon who flashes soft dreams of etheral light&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who smiles that secret smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With that secret face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Laughing quietly, mocking me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;laughing voices that danced on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;everchanging silver strands &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;on lacquer nightsand &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the quiet quiet moonlight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-10164924.post-112350119778442798</id><published>2005-08-08T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T20:22:22.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am a happy girl today :)&lt;br /&gt;started off disappointed&lt;br /&gt;because of the rain.&lt;br /&gt;they cancelled the parade.&lt;br /&gt;know that dear ping was very &lt;em&gt;xintong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she memorised all her commands already ~&lt;br /&gt;nvm ping, nvm GOH contingent :)&lt;br /&gt;there's still tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to class to rehearse national day poem thingy&lt;br /&gt;sa ended up in the cheongsam and fan -smiles innocently-&lt;br /&gt;caused quite a commotion yep.&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed looking like a coolie~&lt;br /&gt;happily paired up with the broom and dirty rag as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;teo hoo lye&lt;/em&gt; arrived at aged barely 12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;and went to work in his uncle's chap he tiam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;sweeping the floor, weighing out rice, packing sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Nightly he swallowed his tears all the way to his stomach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;he became a grocer then ventured into the copra trade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;he died owning ships and sago factories riverside at havelock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3 diligence won first for  the poem/skit competition! -jumps around-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the effort was worth it :D&lt;br /&gt;haha. and so does the sobbing like a baby of teo loo lye.&lt;br /&gt;took class and connexio photos~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clique outing.&lt;br /&gt;realised today that I'm highly posessive&lt;br /&gt;and that I &lt;em&gt;don't&lt;/em&gt; like to share certain things; people&lt;br /&gt;was civil the whole day -nods-&lt;br /&gt;and if this happens again, count me out?&lt;br /&gt;no point putting on a facade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note&lt;br /&gt;all of us pigged out at plaza sing&lt;br /&gt;banana, yoghurt and  hazelnut ice cream -grins-&lt;br /&gt;movie queue there was o.o&lt;br /&gt;proceeded over to toa payoh to try our luck&lt;br /&gt;ended up catching bewitched [preview] at 4pm&lt;br /&gt;shopped at random parts of tp&lt;br /&gt;went to sleep/ read magazines/ stone at tp library to kill time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bewitched was great -grins-&lt;br /&gt;gotta admit nicole kidman outshone will ferell by miles.&lt;br /&gt;her blue eyes are real striking; the blond curls a lil too matronly?&lt;br /&gt;she looked gorgeous in every scene.&lt;br /&gt;will ferell on the otherhand&lt;br /&gt;suceeded in being a comedian much more than a heart throb?&lt;br /&gt;the pairing's a lil weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random quotes :&lt;br /&gt;"I want to argue about what colour to paint the kitchen too!"&lt;br /&gt;Isabel (nicole kidman) to her dad on being normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The cutest hopeless mess of a man."&lt;br /&gt;Isabel on Jack(will ferell).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey pretty lady, heal my soul, bring me to your promise land! Promise land! Promise land!"&lt;br /&gt;Jack's attempt at songwriting to impress Isabel. I almost fell off my seat laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabel : "Where's home?"&lt;br /&gt;Dad: "Where you're the happiest."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was a happy magical romance movie.&lt;br /&gt;definitely bring smiles,&lt;br /&gt;esp when will ferell starts being retarded.&lt;br /&gt;had a happy almost fairytale ending~&lt;br /&gt;so sweet -melts-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112350119778442798?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112350119778442798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=112350119778442798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112350119778442798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112350119778442798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/08/am-happy-girl-today-started-off.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-112333479340734932</id><published>2005-08-06T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T21:26:33.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh man oh man&lt;br /&gt;have just been saying commands to my lil sis&lt;br /&gt;she says I sound weird o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, ndp training will finally be over soon&lt;br /&gt;will miss the times we spend training together&lt;br /&gt;wondering vaguely if I'm too fierce&lt;br /&gt;since most of the juniors are already scared of me?&lt;br /&gt;am somewhat amused.&lt;br /&gt;think the way I scold cannot really make it?&lt;br /&gt;joanna said that I seem like two different people&lt;br /&gt;when i'm scolding and when i'm not&lt;br /&gt;someone please tell me if i do go overboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crossing my fingers for class skit on monday&lt;br /&gt;hopefully everything goes well&lt;br /&gt;am looking forward to seeing 3diligence acting&lt;br /&gt;am gonna look weird on monday&lt;br /&gt;jessica promised she'll be laughing. ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont like myself.&lt;br /&gt;cant even get someone to leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;no repeats of today. ever.&lt;br /&gt;awkward day...&lt;br /&gt;never felt so much like running away in my life.&lt;br /&gt;need someone to hear me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;get over, get over me baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;anything goes from now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To know nothing may be happiness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I know I surely won't be satisfied with that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even though the night may stretch out infinitely&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I only wish to live the path I've choosen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your speed resembles mine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Losing the will to stop,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I become fearful of the sky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When can I stop working hard?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If it were the two of us,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we can end it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've choosen a path that can never be easy,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no matter what I do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not being able to brush off &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the smears of sand from my shoe,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's no other way in which I can live&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If it were you, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you'd surely be in the laughter of summer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To know nothing may be happiness, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but I know I surely won't be satisfied with that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112333479340734932?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112333479340734932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=112333479340734932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;esp anjing~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ni yi jing yuan yuan li kai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wo ye hui man man zou kai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wo hui xue zhe fang qi ni&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;shi ying wei wo tai ai ni&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112330936814746127?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112330936814746127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=112330936814746127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112330936814746127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112330936814746127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/08/awkward-day-guai-guai-de-at-least-its.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-112315674324273393</id><published>2005-08-04T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T20:15:05.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>peeps [esp those frm np]&lt;br /&gt;wristbands for sale :)&lt;br /&gt;all for a good cause.&lt;br /&gt;help out in the PRESIDENT'S CHARITY&lt;br /&gt;by purchasing one of these&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt; wristbands&lt;br /&gt;at an &lt;strong&gt;extremely&lt;/strong&gt; low cost of $2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone interested please come find me. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to be an excellent sales girl&lt;br /&gt;polite, hospitable and eternally cheerful&lt;br /&gt;and yes, customer is king.&lt;br /&gt;-grins-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm, blog looks angsty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saw zhusheng sir yesterday &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... ended up commenting &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on my &lt;s&gt;lousy&lt;/s&gt; handphone skils -.-ll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why dont I ever see jia larp sir?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go figure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112315674324273393?l=mirage-.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-10164924.post-112290539251685261</id><published>2005-08-01T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T22:09:52.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happiness is a &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i choose to be happy&lt;/span&gt; everyday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lots of fun with squadmates last friday and today~&lt;br /&gt;went home with awyong last fri&lt;br /&gt;miss talking to her XD&lt;br /&gt;serviced (kinda ^^;;) rifles after NDP training today&lt;br /&gt;weather was wonderful'&lt;br /&gt;drills are improving~&lt;br /&gt;jiayou jiayou dears!!&lt;br /&gt;only a few days more to the actual parade!&lt;br /&gt;although there were certain things that wasnt perfect&lt;br /&gt;i'm still happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I laugh myself to sleep, it's my lullaby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112290539251685261?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112290539251685261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=112290539251685261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112290539251685261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112290539251685261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/08/happiness-is-choice-therefore-i-choose.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-112273186372635465</id><published>2005-07-30T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T22:17:37.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>earlier today&lt;br /&gt;was going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;somebody please shoot me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm in some deep trouble&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was flipping my house upside down&lt;br /&gt;searching for a certain &lt;strong&gt;very important&lt;/strong&gt; object&lt;br /&gt;all I succeeded was creating a giant mess&lt;br /&gt;and causing my nose to flood from all the dust&lt;br /&gt;I think I used up half the tissue box&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was close to hysteria and panic&lt;br /&gt;when I suddenly had a spark&lt;br /&gt;and remembered where I had placed it&lt;br /&gt;instantly felt sense of relief that I can't put into words&lt;br /&gt;was hugging my mom like mad&lt;br /&gt;(she assisted in flipping the house upside down too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the point is&lt;br /&gt;am not going to let it out of my sight&lt;br /&gt;ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depression and euphoria in the same day&lt;br /&gt;am in a unbelievably good mood now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peeps, please take care of anything treasured&lt;br /&gt;losing things ain't fun.&lt;br /&gt;nose is still flooding &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to add :)&lt;br /&gt;finished harry potter and the half blood prince&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed the plot twists like usual&lt;br /&gt;was surprising numb to dumbledore's death&lt;br /&gt;seeing as he is my favourite character of all time&lt;br /&gt;althought I would love to &lt;strong&gt;strangle&lt;/strong&gt; snape&lt;br /&gt;didnt end up in tears unlike sirius when he died&lt;br /&gt;did not really like the pairings though&lt;br /&gt;guess fanfiction has long ago made an impact&lt;br /&gt;harry and ginny?&lt;br /&gt;ron and hermione?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;way&lt;/em&gt; too predictable&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112273186372635465?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112273186372635465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=112273186372635465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112273186372635465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112273186372635465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/07/earlier-today-was-going-somebody.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-112245302523023139</id><published>2005-07-27T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T17:07:38.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you used to matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quotes of da day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;today was the worst day ever&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow won't be better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-simple plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;the happiest day in my life is the day that I die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-good charlotte&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;...is it possible to be happily depressed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112245302523023139?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112245302523023139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=112245302523023139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112245302523023139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112245302523023139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/07/you-used-to-matter.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-112229153202662963</id><published>2005-07-25T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T19:42:05.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Another day is going by&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking about you all the time&lt;br /&gt;But you're out there&lt;br /&gt;And I'm here waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wrote this letter in my head&lt;br /&gt;Cause so many things were left unsaid&lt;br /&gt;But now you're gone&lt;br /&gt;And I can't think straight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This could be the one last chance&lt;br /&gt;To make you understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd do anything&lt;br /&gt;Just to hold you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;To try to make you laugh&lt;br /&gt;Cause somehow I can't put you in the past&lt;br /&gt;I'd do anything&lt;br /&gt;Just to fall asleep with you&lt;br /&gt;Will you remember me?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I knowI won't forget you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together we broke all the rules&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming of dropping out of school&lt;br /&gt;And leave this place&lt;br /&gt;To never come back&lt;br /&gt;So now maybe after all these years&lt;br /&gt;If you miss me have no fear&lt;br /&gt;I'll be hereI'll be waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This could be the one last chance to make you understand&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't let you leave me once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd do anything&lt;br /&gt;Just to hold you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;To try to make you laugh&lt;br /&gt;Cause somehow I can't put you in the past&lt;br /&gt;I'd do anything&lt;br /&gt;Just to fall asleep with you&lt;br /&gt;Will you remember me?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I knowI won't forget you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And all I see is you&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I try to sleep&lt;br /&gt;I can't forget you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112229153202662963?l=mirage-.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-10164924.post-112229119221236321</id><published>2005-07-25T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T08:33:41.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Miss independent&lt;br /&gt;Miss self-sufficient&lt;br /&gt;Miss keep your distance, no&lt;br /&gt;Miss on her own&lt;br /&gt;Miss almost grown&lt;br /&gt;Miss never let a man help her off her throne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, by keeping her heart protected&lt;br /&gt;She'd never ever feel rejected&lt;br /&gt;Little miss apprehensive&lt;br /&gt;Said ooh, she fell in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the feelin' takin' over?&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin' no one could open the door&lt;br /&gt;Surprise...It's time&lt;br /&gt;To feel what's real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to miss independent?&lt;br /&gt;No more the need for me to miss him&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye on you&lt;br /&gt;Real love, true love is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh...Miss independent walked away&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I finally feel...&lt;br /&gt;What is the feelin' takin' over?&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin' no one could open the door&lt;br /&gt;Surprise (surprise), it's time&lt;br /&gt;To feel (to feel) what's real&lt;br /&gt;What happened to miss independent?&lt;br /&gt;No one more the need for me to miss him&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye on you&lt;br /&gt;Real love, true love isReal...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112229119221236321?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112229119221236321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=112229119221236321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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my new boots on&lt;br /&gt;I get a little warm in my heart&lt;br /&gt;When I think of winter&lt;br /&gt;I put my hand in my father's glove&lt;br /&gt;I run off&lt;br /&gt;Where the drifts get deeper&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping beauty trips me with a frown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear a voice&lt;br /&gt;"Your must learn to stand up for yourself&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't always be around"&lt;br /&gt;He says&lt;br /&gt;When you gonna make up your mind&lt;br /&gt;When you gonna love you as much as I do&lt;br /&gt;When you gonna make up your mind&lt;br /&gt;Cause things are gonna change so fast&lt;br /&gt;All the white horses are still in bed&lt;br /&gt;I tell you that I'll always want you near&lt;br /&gt;You say that things change my dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys get discovered as winter melts&lt;br /&gt;Flowers competing for the sun&lt;br /&gt;Years go by and I'm here still waiting&lt;br /&gt;Withering where some snowman was&lt;br /&gt;Mirror mirror where's the crystal palace&lt;br /&gt;But I only can see the myself&lt;br /&gt;Skating around the truth who I am&lt;br /&gt;But I know dad the ice is getting thin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you gonna make up your mind&lt;br /&gt;When you gonna love you as much as I do&lt;br /&gt;When you gonna make up your mind&lt;br /&gt;Cause things are gonna change so fast&lt;br /&gt;All the white horses are still in bed&lt;br /&gt;I tell you that I'll always want you near&lt;br /&gt;You say that things change my dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair is grey&lt;br /&gt;And the fires are burning&lt;br /&gt;So many dreams&lt;br /&gt;On the shelf&lt;br /&gt;You say I wanted you to be proud of me&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted that myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says&lt;br /&gt;When you gonna make up your mind&lt;br /&gt;When you gonna love you as much as I do&lt;br /&gt;When you gonna make up your mind&lt;br /&gt;Cause things are gonna change so fast&lt;br /&gt;All the white horses have gone ahead&lt;br /&gt;I tell you that I'll always want you near&lt;br /&gt;You say that things change&lt;br /&gt;My dear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112229075617086918?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112229075617086918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=112229075617086918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112229075617086918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112229075617086918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/07/winter-tori-amos-snow-can-wait-i.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-112229005899492668</id><published>2005-07-25T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T08:34:05.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Say, Hey!&lt;br /&gt;Hear the sound of the falling rain&lt;br /&gt;Coming down like an Armageddon flame (Hey!)&lt;br /&gt;The shame&lt;br /&gt;The ones who died without a name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear the dogs howling out of key&lt;br /&gt;To a hymn called "Faith and Misery" (Hey!)&lt;br /&gt;And bleed, the company lost the war today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies&lt;br /&gt;This is the dawning of the rest of our lives&lt;br /&gt;On holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear the drum pounding out of time&lt;br /&gt;Another protestor has crossed the line (Hey!)&lt;br /&gt;To find, the money's on the other side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I get another Amen? (Amen!)&lt;br /&gt;There's a flag wrapped around a score of men (Hey!)&lt;br /&gt;A gag, a plastic bag on a monument&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies&lt;br /&gt;This is the dawning of the rest of our lives&lt;br /&gt;On holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hey!)(Say, Hey!)&lt;br /&gt;"The representative from California has the floor"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zieg Heil to the president gasman&lt;br /&gt;Bombs away is your punishment&lt;br /&gt;Pulverize the Eiffel towers&lt;br /&gt;Who criticize your government&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang goes the broken glass and&lt;br /&gt;Kill all the fags that don't agree&lt;br /&gt;Trials by fire, setting fire&lt;br /&gt;Is not a way that's meant for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just cause, just cause, because we're outlaws yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies&lt;br /&gt;This is the dawning of the rest of our lives&lt;br /&gt;I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies&lt;br /&gt;This is the dawning of the rest of our lives&lt;br /&gt;This is our lives on holiday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112229005899492668?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112229005899492668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=112229005899492668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112229005899492668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112229005899492668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/07/say-hey-hear-sound-of-falling-rain.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-112228963060757629</id><published>2005-07-25T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T08:34:25.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Raindrops Will Fall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a time for every star to shine&lt;br /&gt;And a place for every dream to see the light&lt;br /&gt;When you have everything&lt;br /&gt;You don't need another reason to be something&lt;br /&gt;Hold on, and look to your faith&lt;br /&gt;Can't let nobody, nobody get in your way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I walked through the fire&lt;br /&gt;Fought through the raging storm&lt;br /&gt;Til I found the peace&lt;br /&gt;That's inside of me&lt;br /&gt;I've got to be strong&lt;br /&gt;I stand for my dreams&lt;br /&gt;I was made for this moment&lt;br /&gt;Take me as I am&lt;br /&gt;Or nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep holding on&lt;br /&gt;Raindrops will fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haunting echoes from a careless word&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know how much they hurt&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are precious don't you know&lt;br /&gt;But they are so hard to follow&lt;br /&gt;Hold on and look to your faith&lt;br /&gt;Don't let nobody, nobody get in your way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was taught not to run away&lt;br /&gt;Cause raindrops will always fall on your face&lt;br /&gt;When it seems like all hope is gone&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get through the storm&lt;br /&gt;Before you can see the dawn&lt;br /&gt;This is all I am&lt;br /&gt;This is all I know&lt;br /&gt;And I won't never ever let go&lt;br /&gt;No I won't let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112228963060757629?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112228963060757629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=112228963060757629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112228963060757629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112228963060757629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/07/raindrops-will-fall-theres-time-for.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-112204831099588096</id><published>2005-07-22T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T00:05:11.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>think my hiatus cannot make it&lt;br /&gt;feel like blogging again/&lt;br /&gt;so here i am :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many many things have happened&lt;br /&gt;ups and downs&lt;br /&gt;highs and lows&lt;br /&gt;everyone jiayou and stay positive through the gloom k?&lt;br /&gt;am so proud that diligence got third&lt;br /&gt;for the racial harmony poetry thing.&lt;br /&gt;3D ROCK ON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am trying to be strong.&lt;br /&gt;wo bu hui ku le.&lt;br /&gt;although it's coming out kinda cliche.&lt;br /&gt;i need to learn how to take care of myself first&lt;br /&gt;before i can worry about others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;i swear i will. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112204831099588096?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112204831099588096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=112204831099588096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112204831099588096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112204831099588096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/07/think-my-hiatus-cannot-make-it-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-112162095635191571</id><published>2005-07-18T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T01:24:14.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HIATUS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe my life has just gotten a little more complicated.&lt;br /&gt;-shakes head-&lt;br /&gt;last post for a while&lt;br /&gt;I need to seriously work on my time management skills.&lt;br /&gt;there's so many things I need to and want to do :D&lt;br /&gt;am banning myself from caffiene.&lt;br /&gt;please shoot me if you catch me drinking coffee.&lt;br /&gt;lesson of the day:&lt;br /&gt;sleep is &lt;em&gt;bliss.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;scribble down secret messages in the sand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and watch the waves wash them away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112162095635191571?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112162095635191571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=112162095635191571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112162095635191571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112162095635191571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/07/hiatus.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-112144081701825351</id><published>2005-07-15T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T23:22:07.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rubies and gold;&lt;br /&gt;star of my moonlight;&lt;br /&gt;warmer than roses in spring;&lt;br /&gt;the kingdoms were sold to hold their beauty;&lt;br /&gt;rubies and gold;&lt;br /&gt;you are... to me~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112144081701825351?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112144081701825351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=112144081701825351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112144081701825351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112144081701825351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/07/rubies-and-gold-star-of-my-moonlight.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-112134328155572400</id><published>2005-07-14T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T20:17:13.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aint life just complicated?&lt;br /&gt;and to make it worse&lt;br /&gt;I'm beyond caring&lt;br /&gt;since when did I get so apathetic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joanna, sylvia, rebecca:&lt;br /&gt;guess I really drifted from the you guys&lt;br /&gt;I mean...  I dont even know how to put it across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know who you are:&lt;br /&gt;please stop doing this to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;cherish yourself. &lt;strong&gt;please&lt;/strong&gt;.  there are many people concerned about ya spare them a thought?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the kids at amk are incredibly CUTE and nice&lt;br /&gt; haha got pictures of them in my phone&lt;br /&gt;I want to go back next week and use chinese to teach english again&lt;br /&gt;Miss them already -grins-&lt;br /&gt;must read up on naruto, I'm not &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; slow lol. &lt;br /&gt;I absolutely refuse to lose to my pupil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more random sms-es please.&lt;br /&gt;lol. &lt;/s&gt;skylancer.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does it matter if I'm school or not..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;let go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112134328155572400?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112134328155572400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=112134328155572400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112134328155572400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112134328155572400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/07/aint-life-just-complicated-and-to-make.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-112134262054475288</id><published>2005-07-14T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T08:34:49.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ain't life just so complicated?&lt;br /&gt;and i guess its worst&lt;br /&gt;that i'm beyond caring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rebecca, joanna, sylvia:&lt;br /&gt;guess we really drifted huh?&lt;br /&gt;I mean... -laughs-&lt;br /&gt;I dont even know how to put it across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;cherish yourself.&lt;br /&gt;please stop&lt;strong&gt; it,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are many people concerned about you,&lt;br /&gt;why make them worry even more?&lt;br /&gt;spare them a thought will ya?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112134262054475288?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112134262054475288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=112134262054475288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112134262054475288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112134262054475288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/07/aint-life-just-so-complicated-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-112096940242086415</id><published>2005-07-10T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T12:33:55.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;It's always times like these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;When I think of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And I wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;If you ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Think of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;'Cause everything's so wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And I don't belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Living in your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Precious memories'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Cause I need you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And I miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And now I wonder..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;If I could fall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Into the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Do you think time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Would pass me by'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Cause you know I'd walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;A thousand miles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;If I could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Just see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Tonight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Don't want to let you know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Drown in your memory&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Don't want to let this go &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Don't..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Making my way downtown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Walking fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Faces passed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And I'm home bound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Staring blankly ahead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Just making my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Making my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Through the crowd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And I still need you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And I still miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And now I wonder..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;If I could fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Into the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Do you think time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Would pass us by'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Cause you know I'd walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;A thousand miles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;If I could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Just see you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;If I could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Just hold you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Tonight&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;missing&lt;/strong&gt; the sec fours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112096940242086415?l=mirage-.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-10164924.post-112074994254960306</id><published>2005-07-07T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T23:25:42.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>POP in  2 days time.&lt;br /&gt;da jia hen lei le.&lt;br /&gt;jiayous :)&lt;br /&gt;add oil!~&lt;br /&gt;POPCORN 05. &lt;br /&gt;all the way people.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully the first and last combined pop&lt;br /&gt;was fun working with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;esp that kelly -grins-&lt;br /&gt;think my ma'am so rocks,&lt;br /&gt;imagine being a reporter covering the &lt;br /&gt;ioc voting for 2012 olympics.&lt;br /&gt;am &lt;em&gt;totally &lt;/em&gt;impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all will be revealed. soon. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112074994254960306?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112074994254960306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=112074994254960306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112074994254960306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112074994254960306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/07/pop-in-2-days-time.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-112048265177367550</id><published>2005-07-04T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T21:13:55.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was musing...&lt;br /&gt;recently I saw a lot of blog posts or guestbook messages that say something along the lines of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;have no regrets , do what you want to do,  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont regret not doing something,  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;death may just come knocking at your door.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing is, I'm pretty sure I'm not going to drop dead tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;of course I'm not 100% sure but still I have the rest of my life to live, to bear with the consequnces of "what I want to do" and I guess it's precisely this wariness that creates order and stability?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure, there are things that I would really regret I didnt do if I died tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;in the same light, I would regret for a very long time if I actually did those things&lt;br /&gt;death gives one a sense of recklessness and rashness&lt;br /&gt;since I ain't gonna be around no longer, might as well just do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am getting all philosophical.&lt;br /&gt;must be the stress.&lt;br /&gt;shall type about the milk run some other day then.&lt;br /&gt;my poor &lt;s&gt;black &lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;brown&lt;/span&gt; shoes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112048265177367550?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112048265177367550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;POPCORN `05&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we rock :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ADD OIL&lt;/span&gt; all the way&lt;br /&gt;7 days more.&lt;br /&gt;we &lt;strong&gt;can&lt;/strong&gt; do it.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Live believing, dreams are for weaving&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wonders are waiting to start&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Live your story, faith, hope and glory&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hold to the truth in your heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;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/10164924-112032448107926015?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112032448107926015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=112032448107926015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112032448107926015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112032448107926015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/07/popcorn-05-we-rock-d-add-oil-all-way-7.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-112004878194665673</id><published>2005-06-29T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T21:17:07.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sorry I'm not who I used to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sorry I can't turn back time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sorry I can't be perfect&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-112004878194665673?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/112004878194665673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=112004878194665673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112004878194665673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/112004878194665673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-sorry-im-not-who-i-used-to-be-im.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-111996777088604597</id><published>2005-06-28T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T20:37:24.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;ZHEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's in your favourite shade of &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;brown&lt;/span&gt; -grins-&lt;br /&gt;sorry, still make you buy sandwich for me&lt;br /&gt;haha, glad you like that&lt;strong&gt; black&lt;/strong&gt; shirt&lt;br /&gt;jocelyn and I have good taste ;)&lt;br /&gt;hope it fits, we took a while trying to figure out the size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy birthday sohteng :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay cheerful and happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;am not stressed. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;just tired.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thanks for the concern.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;really appreciate it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-111996777088604597?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/111996777088604597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>i wonder if anyone hasnt finished like 3/4 of their homework yet.&lt;br /&gt;they are welcomed to join me tomorrow in doing last minute work.&lt;br /&gt;-makes face-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you know things get real screwed when your light dies on you and suddenly find yourself typing in the darkness. and yes, when you sniff milk and your brain tells you it smells like potato chips.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-111978875013159342?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/111978875013159342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=111978875013159342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/111978875013159342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/111978875013159342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-wonder-if-anyone-hasnt-finished-like.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-111961928138510778</id><published>2005-06-24T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T08:35:00.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;haha. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;can't remember the last time I got so angry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;extremely disappointed and &lt;s&gt;pissed.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;torn between banging my head on the wall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or yelling my lungs out at the balcony.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;RAHHH.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;feel like laughing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;great. officially lost it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-111961928138510778?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/111961928138510778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=111961928138510778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/111961928138510778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/111961928138510778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/06/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-111952097335749262</id><published>2005-06-23T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T18:02:53.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a sorta fairytale here with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-111952097335749262?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/111952097335749262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=111952097335749262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/111952097335749262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/111952097335749262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/06/sorta-fairytale-here-with-you.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-111952080944251996</id><published>2005-06-23T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T08:35:24.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yin wei ni&lt;br /&gt;wo yi zhi zai tao bi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yi zhi pao, yi zhi pao&lt;br /&gt;que tao bu diao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wo yi jing hen lei le&lt;br /&gt;bu xiang zai pao xia qu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-111952080944251996?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/111952080944251996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=111952080944251996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/111952080944251996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/111952080944251996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/06/yin-wei-ni-wo-yi-zhi-zai-tao-bi-yi-zhi.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-111944625918244541</id><published>2005-06-22T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T08:35:37.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To see a world in a grain of sand&lt;br /&gt;And a heaven in a wild flower,&lt;br /&gt;Hold infinity in the palm of your hand&lt;br /&gt;And eternity in an hour.&lt;br /&gt;A robin redbreast in a cage&lt;br /&gt;Puts all heaven in a rage.&lt;br /&gt;A dove-house filled with doves and pigeons&lt;br /&gt;Shudders hell through all its regions.&lt;br /&gt;A dog starved at his master's gate&lt;br /&gt;Predicts the ruin of the state.&lt;br /&gt;A horse misused upon the road&lt;br /&gt;Calls to heaven for human blood.&lt;br /&gt;Each outcry of the hunted hare&lt;br /&gt;A fibre from the brain does tear.&lt;br /&gt;A skylark wounded in the wing,&lt;br /&gt;A cherubim does cease to sing.&lt;br /&gt;The game-cock clipped and armed for fight&lt;br /&gt;Does the rising sun affright.&lt;br /&gt;Every wolf's and lion's howl&lt;br /&gt;Raises from hell a human soul.&lt;br /&gt;The wild deer wandering here and there&lt;br /&gt;Keeps the human soul from care.&lt;br /&gt;The lamb misused breeds public strife,&lt;br /&gt;And yet forgives the butcher's knife.&lt;br /&gt;The bat that flits at close of eve&lt;br /&gt;Has left the brain that won't believe.&lt;br /&gt;The owl that calls upon the night&lt;br /&gt;Speaks the unbeliever's fright.&lt;br /&gt;He who shall hurt the little wren&lt;br /&gt;Shall never be beloved by men.&lt;br /&gt;He who the ox to wrath has moved&lt;br /&gt;Shall never be by woman loved.&lt;br /&gt;The wanton boy that kills the fly&lt;br /&gt;Shall feel the spider's enmity.&lt;br /&gt;He who torments the chafer's sprite&lt;br /&gt;Weaves a bower in endless night.&lt;br /&gt;The caterpillar on the leaf&lt;br /&gt;Repeats to thee thy mother's grief&lt;br /&gt;.Kill not the moth nor butterfly,&lt;br /&gt;For the Last Judgment draweth nigh.&lt;br /&gt;He who shall train the horse to war&lt;br /&gt;Shall never pass the polar bar&lt;br /&gt;.The beggar's dog and widow's cat,&lt;br /&gt;Feed them, and thou wilt grow fat.&lt;br /&gt;The gnat that sings his summer's song&lt;br /&gt;Poison gets from Slander's tongue.&lt;br /&gt;The poison of the snake and newt&lt;br /&gt;Is the sweat of Envy's foot.&lt;br /&gt;The poison of the honey-bee&lt;br /&gt;Is the artist's jealousy.&lt;br /&gt;The prince's robes and beggar's rags&lt;br /&gt;Are toadstools on the miser's bags.&lt;br /&gt;A truth that's told with bad intent&lt;br /&gt;Beats all the lies you can invent.&lt;br /&gt;It is right it should be so:&lt;br /&gt;Man was made for joy and woe;A&lt;br /&gt;nd when this we rightly know&lt;br /&gt;Through the world we safely go&lt;br /&gt;.Joy and woe are woven fine,&lt;br /&gt;A clothing for the soul divine.&lt;br /&gt;Under every grief and pine&lt;br /&gt;Runs a joy with silken twine.&lt;br /&gt;The babe is more than swaddling bands,&lt;br /&gt;Throughout all these human lands;&lt;br /&gt;Tools were made and born were hands,&lt;br /&gt;Every farmer understands.&lt;br /&gt;Every tear from every eye&lt;br /&gt;Becomes a babe in eternity;&lt;br /&gt;This is caught by females bright&lt;br /&gt;And returned to its own delight.&lt;br /&gt;The bleat, the bark, bellow, and roar&lt;br /&gt;Are waves that beat on heaven's shore.&lt;br /&gt;The babe that weeps the rod beneath&lt;br /&gt;Writes Revenge! in realms of death.&lt;br /&gt;The beggar's rags fluttering in air&lt;br /&gt;Does to rags the heavens tear.&lt;br /&gt;The soldier armed with sword and gun&lt;br /&gt;Palsied strikes the summer's sun.&lt;br /&gt;The poor man's farthing is worth more&lt;br /&gt;Than all the gold on Afric's shore.&lt;br /&gt;One mite wrung from the labourer's hands&lt;br /&gt;Shall buy and sell the miser's lands,&lt;br /&gt;Or if protected from on high&lt;br /&gt;Does that whole nation sell and buy.&lt;br /&gt;He who mocks the infant's faith&lt;br /&gt;Shall be mocked in age and death.&lt;br /&gt;He who shall teach the child to doubt&lt;br /&gt;The rotting grave shall ne'er get out.&lt;br /&gt;He who respects the infant's faith&lt;br /&gt;Triumphs over hell and death.&lt;br /&gt;The child's toys and the old man's reasons&lt;br /&gt;Are the fruits of the two seasons.&lt;br /&gt;The questioner who sits so sly&lt;br /&gt;Shall never know how to reply.&lt;br /&gt;He who replies to words of doubt&lt;br /&gt;Doth put the light of knowledge out.&lt;br /&gt;The strongest poison ever known&lt;br /&gt;Came from Caesar's laurel crown.&lt;br /&gt;Nought can deform the human race&lt;br /&gt;Like to the armour's iron brace.&lt;br /&gt;When gold and gems adorn the plough&lt;br /&gt;To peaceful arts shall Envy bow.&lt;br /&gt;A riddle or the cricket's cry&lt;br /&gt;Is to doubt a fit reply.&lt;br /&gt;The emmet's inch and eagle's mile&lt;br /&gt;Make lame philosophy to smile.&lt;br /&gt;He who doubts from what he sees&lt;br /&gt;Will ne'er believe, do what you please.&lt;br /&gt;If the sun and moon should doubt,&lt;br /&gt;They'd immediately go out.&lt;br /&gt;To be in a passion you good may do,&lt;br /&gt;But no good if a passion is in you.&lt;br /&gt;The whore and gambler, by the state&lt;br /&gt;Licensed, build that nation's fate.&lt;br /&gt;The harlot's cry from street to street&lt;br /&gt;Shall weave old England's winding sheet.&lt;br /&gt;The winner's shout, the loser's curse,&lt;br /&gt;Dance before dead England's hearse.&lt;br /&gt;Every night and every morn&lt;br /&gt;Some to misery are born.&lt;br /&gt;Every morn and every night&lt;br /&gt;Some are born to sweet delight.&lt;br /&gt;Some are born to sweet delight,&lt;br /&gt;Some are born to endless night.&lt;br /&gt;We are led to believe a lie&lt;br /&gt;When we see not through the eye&lt;br /&gt;Which was born in a night to perish in a night,&lt;br /&gt;When the soul slept in beams of light.&lt;br /&gt;God appears, and God is light&lt;br /&gt;To those poor souls who dwell in night&lt;br /&gt;,But does a human form display&lt;br /&gt;To those who dwell in realms of day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-10164924.post-111935870717048113</id><published>2005-06-21T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T20:58:27.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tori amos :)&lt;br /&gt;she sounds nice.&lt;br /&gt;I want beekeeper~&lt;br /&gt;homework is a scary monster&lt;br /&gt;so far i'm still running away from it. -sighs-&lt;br /&gt;must be more &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;disciplined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dearest fuyume&lt;br /&gt;haha, so you arent going to thailand after all :P am happy~ -jumps around-&lt;br /&gt;was thinking that i might meet the ice-cream trio again at the bus stop without ya. I want to pierce my ears too, let's go together? -grins-  you will be dearly missed if you went. just wanna let you know XD&lt;br /&gt;ALICE9~~ I still think the bass player is pretty&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-111935870717048113?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/111935870717048113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=111935870717048113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/111935870717048113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/111935870717048113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;am unwritten &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;can't read my mind &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm undefined &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm just beginning &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the pen's in my hand &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ending unplanned &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Staring at the blank page before you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Open up the dirty window&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reaching for something in the distance &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So close you can almost taste it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Release your innovations &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feel the rain on your skin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one else can feel it for you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only you can let it in &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one else, no one else&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can speak the words on your lips &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Drench yourself in words unspoken &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Live your life with arms wide open &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today is where your book begins &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;The rest is still unwritten&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-111926211728570647?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/111926211728570647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=111926211728570647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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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-10164924.post-111902611939252364</id><published>2005-06-18T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T08:36:25.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stressed like hell&lt;br /&gt;homework is really screwed&lt;br /&gt;i'm not even joking&lt;br /&gt;and i really want to finish all of it&lt;br /&gt;how can i let my academics drop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my friends like nuts'&lt;br /&gt;hm, but half of them dont even care&lt;br /&gt;gosh. a simple clique outing&lt;br /&gt;arrange like hell&lt;br /&gt;if you dont want to go&lt;br /&gt;stop making us switch the dates around for you&lt;br /&gt;i dont need this kinda things&lt;br /&gt;lol. i cant be bothered anymore&lt;br /&gt;i love my friends to bits honest&lt;br /&gt;but there's a limit to my tolerance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;then there goes the messy like anything relation web in 3 diligence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna get away frm it all&lt;br /&gt;really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.30 in the morning doing proposal and lit essay&lt;br /&gt;wonderfulness&lt;br /&gt;i have less sleep in the june holidays then in school'&lt;br /&gt;am just gonna puke blood&lt;br /&gt;i feel like not caring&lt;br /&gt;like aw yong with pop and shooting&lt;br /&gt;or sa, cos of her mom&lt;br /&gt;one man show again&lt;br /&gt;sighhh. dont blame then&lt;br /&gt;but gosh. haha, i'll die i know'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-111902611939252364?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/111902611939252364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=111902611939252364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/111902611939252364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/111902611939252364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/06/stressed-like-hell-homework-is-really.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-111902533500462682</id><published>2005-06-18T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T00:38:09.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's weird&lt;br /&gt;ups and downs&lt;br /&gt;off to finish lit essay&lt;br /&gt;yes am worried again&lt;br /&gt;for so many people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noir et blanc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shades of grey//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yet another one-man show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-111902533500462682?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/111902533500462682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=111902533500462682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/111902533500462682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/111902533500462682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/06/todays-weird-ups-and-downs-off-to.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-111889736330248975</id><published>2005-06-16T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T12:54:36.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;al: doing physics project now. not really. haha more of playing around, spamming people's tagg. haha nvm, since its not mine anyway.&lt;br /&gt;me: haha, we look as if we got nothing better to do eh.. but the physics project is damn spast?&lt;br /&gt;al: XIANGLING JUST DELETED HER ENTIRE SENTENCE. PRO SIA. SO STUPID -SHAKES HEAD-&lt;br /&gt;me: -hides face- haha, okay, as i was saying, yuting was being random haha. and yes, for the second time, your mouse is tiny get it? haha, its cute lar:) yuting is running around with the mouse now. -grins- dont know what she is trying to do~&lt;br /&gt;al: yuting ah i know my mouse very amusing, but dont do stupid things like trying to see how far it can reach right? tsktsk&lt;br /&gt;yuting: STOP MAKINFUN OF ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;al: yuting is a computer idiot. so many typos&lt;br /&gt;me: "makinfun"? -smirks-&lt;br /&gt;al: xiangling and yuting stop being childish and play around with my mouse and keyboard! -ahbish-&lt;br /&gt;yuting:  think their typo even worse...&lt;br /&gt;we havent finish project leh:( all bcos of these two stupid gal&lt;br /&gt;me: wna die ah? -glares-&lt;br /&gt;al: -xiangling and al punches yuting on the left and right eye respectively-&lt;br /&gt;me: *censored cos it's a PG blog haha&lt;br /&gt;yuting: no need cos -yuting hides-&lt;br /&gt;al: good. hide under the table and be our leg rest.&lt;br /&gt;yuting: i beat ur up den ur noe -smirk-&lt;br /&gt;me: yuting ah, bu yao bu zi liang li~&lt;br /&gt;yuting: xiangling sux at using the mouse. lolx&lt;br /&gt;me: -.-&lt;br /&gt;al: xiangling is growling now. hohohoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;copyrighted 2005&lt;br /&gt;dont think of stealing haha;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-111889736330248975?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/111889736330248975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=111889736330248975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/111889736330248975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/111889736330248975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/06/al-doing-physics-project-now.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-111884648439490912</id><published>2005-06-15T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T21:15:02.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Post interview&lt;br /&gt;it's over&lt;br /&gt;what else do you want me to say?&lt;br /&gt;I did okay I guess~&lt;br /&gt;I got targeted with all the sec 4 NCO questions.&lt;br /&gt;made me reflect upon myself. -nods-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SANA course.&lt;br /&gt;nothing of much interest? Except I got back toggether with the guys of squad 1 for LMSC. Just my luck that they happen to be the most dao and most awkward guys in squad 1 to be around with. Much yayness. Role play was -.- was hiding from the air con at the corner of the lecture hall, that the sir went "Are you that cold?" Promptly heads turned. I was hugging my full uniform. lol.&lt;br /&gt;The clocks they gave for souveniers are super cute :) PURPLE colour haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jess you're absolutely wonderful to go down to spotlight with me twice to get the photo frames :) hopefully you had fun with the sec 1s for road marshall?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becca, haha. his shoes are more eye-catching than him. -nods- and yes my standards are high. go play basketball?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to xh's house today. haha. damn cute larr&lt;br /&gt;the way you cook instant noodles~&lt;br /&gt;jiayou for shooting prelims this friday! ke yi de!&lt;br /&gt;then went to orchard with tong&lt;br /&gt;was one hour and a half late&lt;br /&gt;DU TONTONG IS WONDERFULLY PATIENT AND SWEET AND NICE :)&lt;br /&gt;yes, caught mr and mrs smith, wandered around for a short while later, it's nice to shop! I love our neoprints -grins- it's the prettiest I've taken in a while? Both of us look good~ -grins brightly- Then ran to takashimaya to find food to eat In our skirts and jackets and sports shoe. Bet we were an amusing sight along orchard road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am sleepy~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-111884648439490912?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/111884648439490912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=111884648439490912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/111884648439490912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/111884648439490912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/06/post-interview-its-over-what-else-do.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</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-10164924.post-111867551343879677</id><published>2005-06-13T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T23:11:53.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blasting linkin park and eminem&lt;br /&gt;which is causing my family to go o.o&lt;br /&gt;I need something to vent my emotions&lt;br /&gt;this is so unlike me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;let go of yesterday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10164924-111867551343879677?l=mirage-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/feeds/111867551343879677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10164924&amp;postID=111867551343879677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/111867551343879677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10164924/posts/default/111867551343879677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirage-.blogspot.com/2005/06/blasting-linkin-park-and-eminem-which.html' title=''/><author><name>x.ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382504438123130120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
