<?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-6759294958351461843</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:51:58.174-08:00</updated><category term='FUTURE NOTE'/><category term='PAGES AND PAGES AND PAGES OF IT'/><category term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category term='CHRONICLES OF LIFE AND DEATH'/><category term='FAMILY BONDS'/><category term='CURRENT ASPIRATION'/><category term='SOME SORT OF CONFESSIONS THAT&apos;S COMIN&apos; ALONG'/><category term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL'/><category term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category term='GROWIN&apos;'/><category term='I&apos;M A FAN OF YOUR WORK'/><category term='COFFEE HIGHHH ~'/><category term='I FEEL ALIVE CAUSE THERE&apos;S NOTHING LEFT TO FEAR'/><category term='CHANGE'/><category term='RANDOM SNIPPETS'/><category term='BECAUSE I CARE'/><category term='I DON&apos;T QUITE WANNA TALK ABOUT THIS OPENLY'/><category term='ESCAPE - VIDEO GAMING ALTER-EGO MANIAC'/><category term='PASSION AND ASPIRATIONS'/><category term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; 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KINDA THING'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>982 posts (including this) I'M OFF TO ANOTHER BLOG :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-4812975033189167570?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/4812975033189167570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=4812975033189167570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/4812975033189167570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/4812975033189167570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/10/982-posts-including-this-im-off-to.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-7100902181185290278</id><published>2009-09-17T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T02:08:37.351-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Goodbye to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been an awful while since i bothered to shed some tears. and i guess i finally did. i guess i did saw it coming with all the faint signs. and me talking to nanthiniy about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its just not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of all the things that i believed in, just thought that i could change it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it sucks big time that of all people, it had to be you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jc never felt so stupid. every one's departing. and i guess when i saw you at the parade ground, everything was affirmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant get myself to study now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teachers and friends are leaving, right now all i can say is 'fuck this college'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna leave. but it wont be fair to the rest cause it'll hurt them like how i was hurt by the people who left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw this scribbling in my handbook earlier on today when i really felt like dropping to poly. "i should make a list of the number of times i said 'i wish i quit', but did not"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just doesnt seem fair to stay on. cause its not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i have a lot of other things to blog about (all in saved draft), but this is all that i can think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's so much more left to say and i dont know where to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta hate how great friends have to say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm cursed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not like i wanna go uni for anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-7100902181185290278?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/7100902181185290278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=7100902181185290278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/7100902181185290278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/7100902181185290278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/09/goodbye-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-6486287215652696096</id><published>2009-08-31T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T07:25:51.641-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/shefallsasleepagain"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/shefallsasleepagain&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG DIANA'S COVER OF UMBRELLA! SO COOL :D&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dianabrody said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;but my friend takes school infinitely more seriously than i do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A pər-soʊnə dear hotnomo, no such thing, no such thing. said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;wait till its rainining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="123" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2467/3874755192_cca9006698.jpg" width="500" height="165" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-6486287215652696096?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/6486287215652696096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=6486287215652696096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/6486287215652696096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/6486287215652696096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/08/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2467/3874755192_cca9006698_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-3547836430547377187</id><published>2009-08-31T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T06:33:41.887-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAMILY BONDS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESCAPE - VIDEO GAMING ALTER-EGO MANIAC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOW. its teachers' day! finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG00091-20090831-1325" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3504/3874589522_cf9dde1c5f.jpg" width="500" height="375" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="For Mrs Chen 3" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2651/3874589524_4b9dd48c17.jpg" width="500" height="354" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;do hope that mrs chen likes the card.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;hehe, dew loooks so happy in that photo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i guess having a short lesson day in my already short monday is a good thing?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;at lit, i can't believe the whole "do you see any significance in lurie when choosing the floor rather than an operation table to have sex with beth?" didnt get through at first cause they thought i was trying to instigate something. miss ng looked lost for a while. but i did get some nice insight from miss ng and all after explaining the idea.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;BUT ITS TRUE! the whole operation table = the killing of the dogs and lurie SOMEWHAT connects with the dogs so he could had changed and stuff :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;teachers' day sharing session. QUITE insightful. oh i love seeing the old photos of the teachers. i guess all teachers have a common thought on what teachers' day meant to them. its quite nice seeing the goofy side of the teachers that act like us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;jarratt: "nicholas, at least i'll be able to fit into my coffin, you're too fat for it"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;then again, maybe not like how i talk? heh, i could had went on by talking about 'ooppss, but there wont be any trees left anymore for your coffin since your causing global warming and all with your methane gas"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;but i didnt :D i'll save it up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;they should just let miss aminah share and we'll all be in awe. omg... her class has extra econs test after the celebration..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;omg, i just found out from jing yee that 4e4 had lunch at eighteen chefs(?), decided not to go. omg jia yin and i wanted to go there.. met up with jia yin, nice chat. shaker fries: awesome. went over to find jing yee and victoria for a nice catch up. saw the dwarf clans just now, aww so cool.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;wow, i couldnt find the 10bucks Neverwinter Nights Platinum edition anymore. well, duh, its cheap, its good and its been many months. it'll be damned by now if people look over its age and notice the jem it is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;crap, now i have to hunt somewhere.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;first oblivion guidebook, now this. and OMG i just say a DMC 4 game with soundtrack selling at 60bucks instead of the usual 100bucks... sign?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;seeing most of my close secondary friends today made me feel that we can talk on and go on forever. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;finally finally tidyed up a good part of my room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;omg i love grams's potato + luncheon meat dish.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;so wanting to jump into Oblivion game. if only i had the guidebook and expansion.. well expansion aint important for now, guidebook is a must cause i dont want to miss out on stuff.. again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;thanks nanthiniy for the gift!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-3547836430547377187?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/3547836430547377187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=3547836430547377187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/3547836430547377187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/3547836430547377187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/08/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3504/3874589522_cf9dde1c5f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-6530895735193277125</id><published>2009-08-29T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T08:02:11.188-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>samiare was letting me here the male version of When I Grow Up by the pussycatdolls covered by Mayday Parade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jarratt: "omg! miss luo is here.. WAIT WAIT dont remove the earpiece! i wanna hear the part about the bobbie!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Samire: "wtf, they sang groupies, not bobbies"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-6530895735193277125?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/6530895735193277125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=6530895735193277125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/6530895735193277125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/6530895735193277125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/08/samiare-was-letting-me-here-male.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-7338949995807736561</id><published>2009-08-29T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T07:34:15.489-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY. i unlocked my blog cause the crisis that occured to my friend months ago was averted and i guess its safe again since she's fine now. i deleted quite a fair bit of photos of my tragic past. well, i'll send time catching up on blog entries soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-7338949995807736561?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/7338949995807736561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=7338949995807736561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/7338949995807736561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/7338949995807736561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/08/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-6210637835268452647</id><published>2009-08-27T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T06:30:16.146-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, i wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i have a new found respect for Lester today. in which, it just made me want to take note of him even more and ensure that he's all right. i guess nanthiniy and i didnt see it coming.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i guess i should never assume and i do feel a little bad cause i thought he was another person when he gave little hints and stuff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;anyway, contact lens! took me 1 hr plus to learn. MY EYES ARE TOO SMALL AND MY EYE LIDS ARE TOO TIGHT TO PULL THEM WIDER. and i was guilty of falling asleep with them. shucks, i only learnt about the WHOLE LOT OF PROBLEMS with contact lens today. but anyway, the freedom without the specs is amazing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-6210637835268452647?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/6210637835268452647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=6210637835268452647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/6210637835268452647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/6210637835268452647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/08/well-i-wonder.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-7714066134463145105</id><published>2009-08-21T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T10:06:21.356-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;OH, i smell like danial today for a good 1 hr cause i forgot about my PE tee and had to borrow from him even though he just had PE. which was a little gross cause the tee's arm pit area was.. stained and.. wet. and he was like "but my shirt is.. oh, best you not know"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;BUT i'm glad that i borrowed the tee from him cause softball today hell of a fun time. i was clueless at first until the rest clued me in. had a great time with the SG. minus the part when lester threw at the ball at my arm. well the homerun attempt was fun :D least it made the class laugh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-7714066134463145105?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/7714066134463145105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=7714066134463145105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/7714066134463145105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/7714066134463145105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-i-smell-like-danial-today-for-good-1.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-5530027553215603516</id><published>2009-08-20T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T10:09:05.176-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;so your blog posts updates itself. and leaves my tag unreplied.&lt;br /&gt;same goes for facebook, twitter and text messages. and replies everyone else but me.&lt;br /&gt;your msn conversation running and having yourself appear offline.&lt;br /&gt;i can't keep ignoring it. its been MONTHS. and wow, its nice seeing you reply everyone and not me. constantly. stupid.&lt;br /&gt;and you &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;think&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; think that we're drifting apart?&lt;br /&gt;fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;oh i can't wait for the next time you feel sorry for me and go "OMG i'm sorry, i'm horrible aint i? how are you?" or smth of that pathetic level.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-5530027553215603516?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/5530027553215603516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=5530027553215603516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/5530027553215603516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/5530027553215603516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-your-blog-posts-updates-itself.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-8953585532501846173</id><published>2009-08-19T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T07:20:37.492-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="460" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1bWRlUFQSo4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1bWRlUFQSo4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="460" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;gone like vapour distilled into air.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i refuse to let myself be &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; miserable and have the song 'on my own' play on and on in my life. yes, even if i never find love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-8953585532501846173?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/8953585532501846173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=8953585532501846173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/8953585532501846173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/8953585532501846173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/08/bucket-load-of-unsaid-pain-at-this.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-3343423739852033833</id><published>2009-08-17T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T08:33:13.287-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEED TO, MUST, SHOULD, (&lt;em&gt;WILLNOT&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt; stop eating seaweed chicken and nuggest and whatnot from the malay stall and go buy some fruits. omg cheese toufu... &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ITS TOO GOOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and, lester was calling me today to ask where i was, and i happen to caught up to him. funny thing was, i walked beside him for 20 sec and he didnt notice until he almost bang into me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;wait, and he asked "hey nick, did you see jarr.. WHOA"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;which is sad, cause that means i'm getting.. fat?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;or too skinny to be seen. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i'll take the latter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-3343423739852033833?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/3343423739852033833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=3343423739852033833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/3343423739852033833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/3343423739852033833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-neeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeed-to-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-8294509386753844426</id><published>2009-08-17T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T08:22:34.095-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2443/3829735937_e6e67b41e0.jpg" width="500" height="66" alt="ipod" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;oh my god. i have got to start clearing podcats.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-8294509386753844426?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/8294509386753844426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=8294509386753844426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/8294509386753844426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/8294509386753844426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-my-god.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2443/3829735937_e6e67b41e0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-2761749846614496919</id><published>2009-08-17T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T08:27:14.436-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESCAPE - VIDEO GAMING ALTER-EGO MANIAC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;a quick post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;lester and i raided bookrags, which makes us dangerous people cause we might raid it again tonight :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;national day rally, yesterday night, was great. the future of singapore in the URA video was divine. :D reminds me of sims 3 + ps3 home. at around 21:00 of the video!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6IPVJafpzow&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6IPVJafpzow&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;HAHA i was suppose to have 3 tests today! 2 CAs (maths and proof).. BOTH WERE CANCELLED. thank God. AQ was.. being an AQ. no idea what to say.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;OMG LESTER IS PLAYING PROTOTYPE :D i shared with him eagerly the games that i wanna play in september. especially marvel ultimate alliance 2. MWUAHAHA, and we'll start having more "PW MEEETINGS" in my house. i wanna play ffxiv! and dragon age origins! and sims 3 world adventures!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;saw quan yi this morning, had a nice talk with her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i really really dont like one of the teachers. quick to judge us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cua1QRqTgFQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cua1QRqTgFQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;we checked this out during LIT lecture HAHAHAHA super funny. HAHA at the link at the end that poped out. dont ask me what it links to.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;extra econs lessons, voluntary. wow, so screwed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;there's a new temporary yoghurt machine in the canteen for healthweek and i can't help but go to samiare and sing "cause when you mix it all together and you know that you got the best of both worlds!" with the hand cauldron motion.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;omg, i cant resist the canteen's nugets and stuff and when nick tried to steal them i went "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" really loud and in front of hotnomo. i brought like 10++ worth of junk food?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;pw with mr sng, gosh, so heavy, but well useful. need to start out and allocate work by tonight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;lester: "whoever pee finish last will text mr sng"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;omg.. wth. AHAH. he was really weird today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;dear xavier, I'M NOT THE BALD EAGLE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;omg, we're starting on women in literature. carol ann duffy! what?! NO BRIDGEWATERHALL?! thats just wrong!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;omg new single mix version of hilary duff's Holiday. suppose to be as a single? damn hollywood records. hilary's somewhat successful in italy, and thats good :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i think i'm dying because i'mt rying to fix a medical appointment date that DOESNT collide with school and.. promos (yes, i did just postpone tmr's medical to my promo week and realising it after hanging up on the phone.. well i'm desperate for a date). sucks. the doctors' schedules are crammed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i feel a little bit bad about this:&lt;br /&gt;when her laang says hi, and when you do it too, i end up looking at you and forgetting about replying at her laang. which sucks. actually, that happened only once.. OKAY OKAY no count no count.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-2761749846614496919?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/2761749846614496919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=2761749846614496919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/2761749846614496919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/2761749846614496919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/08/quick-post-lester-and-i-raided-bookrags.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-3353547983124560300</id><published>2009-08-16T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T03:02:48.016-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAMILY BONDS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here's a couple of random stuff on the top of my head that happened recently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;nick, samiare, quan yi and i scored 1st runner up for the mother tongue photo essay. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lately, its been well, same old same old, been comfortable with my life :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i managed to go to kinokuniya with yu ding yesterday after the event management course (gosh, i miss ytsc Rising Hereoes). super fun! all the books and all. omg, so fun to catch up with her, its been a while so we didnt talk that much. plus, i was a little unwell so i couldn't channel any fun stuff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ANYWAY, i wanna puruse interior designing soon. :) He Who Can't Marry, seems like a nice and charming show.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;omg i wanna go back to anime and manga!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Sims 3 World Adventures and Dragon Age: Origins looks great! can't wait for Dragon Age cause it reminds me of NWN2 :DDDDDDDD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHA, well i guess thats a VERY brief sum up of my life so far. been twittering. loving my friends. and family. yes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;national day rally today :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AQ GP test tmr. Hypthesis maths tmr. Proof CA tmr.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;changing to contact lens. after altering my specs (no longer straight sides) and cleaning the lens, i really appricate the clarity that my specs bring. still, i need the contacts for fencing. or i cant see for nuts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5344" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2564/3825215991_53f694d138.jpg" width="500" height="333" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the gift given to quan yi by nick and i for her birthday :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5348" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3518/3826015908_046bd78c1f.jpg" width="500" height="333" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5350" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2662/3825217043_afbc449836.jpg" width="333" height="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5354" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2421/3826015050_181f147850.jpg" width="500" height="333" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG00067-20090812-0954" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2431/3825217199_c7fcda0e5a.jpg" width="375" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;euphoria's elmo that lester stole from her. plus the trophy :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-3353547983124560300?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/3353547983124560300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=3353547983124560300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/3353547983124560300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/3353547983124560300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/08/heres-couple-of-random-stuff-on-top-of.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2564/3825215991_53f694d138_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-3766762614898978318</id><published>2009-08-09T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T09:34:58.716-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;just now at NEmation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Jarratt: "whats that song? it sounds so famillar"&lt;br /&gt;Diana: "sesame street theme song.."&lt;br /&gt;Jarratt: "OHH"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-3766762614898978318?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/3766762614898978318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=3766762614898978318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/3766762614898978318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/3766762614898978318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-now-at-nemation-jarratt-whats-that.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-85458056334071211</id><published>2009-08-08T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T07:14:50.452-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;the econs work that i was doing was too tough cause it actually requires me to &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt;, (WHAT?! make &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;THINK&lt;/em&gt;?! what are you thinking?!) so i decided to blog instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;MMMMMMMMMM&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i saw this little scribble of quote by mr nair when he was trying to get us to listen to him:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Mr Nair: "i know its hot and its raining outside and (higher tone and pitch: ) you have unanswered messages in your phones but..."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;omg, so much work in my handbook. i dont even know what to do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;went for the NEmation thing with nicholas and diana today.. wow, i'm actually.. excited to do it. (well not now, cause i'm tried. but i was excited)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;RANDOM SCRIBBLES on the notes during the lecture (minus the ideas)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i'm fast enuff for it. can you keep up?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;take something out of everything even if you feel that you wanna do something else right now (didnt want to be at the NEmation thing but i found out that i'm &lt;em&gt;actually&lt;/em&gt; learning something)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;there's no chance unless you take one. since i'm given the chance, why not do my best? (i mean, WOW, of all things to do.. NEMATION?! since i'm in it, might as well give it my best shot) no one else can make me do it expect myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;IMAGINE i'm pixar and the creators of FOSTERS HOME FOR IMAGINARY FRIENDS and do smth great and meaningful.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i finally understood why diana wants to do NEMation after looking at the pas winning entries, and i goes to show how reluctant i was when i didnt even bother to look at the entries before judging if i want to do it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ANYWAY, i'm kinda tired from (i think) the strepsils? ate a LOT of 'em.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;spent loads of cash today. gotta save.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-85458056334071211?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/85458056334071211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=85458056334071211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/85458056334071211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/85458056334071211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/08/econs-work-that-i-was-doing-was-too.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-7155936667249670472</id><published>2009-08-07T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T07:39:33.497-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESCAPE - VIDEO GAMING ALTER-EGO MANIAC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;random stuff from yest:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;IE is inelastic cause it crashed for the 100th time and i can't change my habit to firefox. didnt notice haze till zw pointed it out. woo, hello red moon again. i found jian hao sleeeping outside the hall when going to school early to collect my group's MT prize. thanks quan yi for following. didnt get it in the end cause of mdm koh, getting it soon. sang out mr sng's birthday song of tune with the rest at the canteen. i get distracted when checking the dictionary online for tough words in notes. lester and i need to stop stalking teacher's facebook.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i dont think the rest really care about NEmation and i wonder why the asked me to join. isnt it a basic motion to reply? shouldnt have joined. well i'm not doing all the work. dont expect me to do the story outline. there goes half of my day tomorrow. i dont get why the people that i work with don't reply. same goes for fencing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;yu ding couldnt go kinokuniya today. sad. oh well. next time after one hell of a stressful day. her and i, hello novels, starbucks and the new york feel :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;the hell, lester skipped school again. texted me in the morning about his sprained ankle. cant believe i said "twisted ankle" when the mrs low asked... same thing? OH mrs low shared some really nice moments of NDP about her hubsband and her. her husband being the one who flew the nation's flag for 2 years. and her moving to aus and usa and missing singapore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;here comes the National Day break. well time to work hard. just played vesperia. gotta go back to econs and help lester out in notes. wth, lester's attached? well, i dont know, didnt really bother to ask. anyway, lucky asshole.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;need to make myself complete.. somehow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;can finally tweet through my phone. feels cool since i'm using my blackberry :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;hotexco in UG uniform.&lt;br /&gt;hotnomo in NDP video.&lt;br /&gt;hotlitperson in canteen. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;HAHAA well. &lt;em&gt;blah&lt;/em&gt;. tasteless. i have too many hots for too many people. well i cant see any of them as partners in love so who cares.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i don't get how long this whole thing will last. people being nice to me just because well, i don't know why they are nice to me. seeing how many people get on their bad side, just hope i don't fall into that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-7155936667249670472?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/7155936667249670472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=7155936667249670472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/7155936667249670472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/7155936667249670472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/08/random-stuff-from-yest-ie-is-inelastic.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-2532895480461833264</id><published>2009-08-07T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T07:21:22.034-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Absence of presence.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-2532895480461833264?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/2532895480461833264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=2532895480461833264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/2532895480461833264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/2532895480461833264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/08/absence-of-presence.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-3586958975752285420</id><published>2009-08-04T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T06:14:56.271-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONA FES - (LIVIN&apos; LIGHT)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;ALL RIGHT, first thing first.. i DIDNT suck as bad as i thought i would for today's SG frisbee match during PE :D and i was pleasantly surprise that i handled it well. helping a goal or two. sure, iw asnt running around as the others but hey, close enuff. but the comments from the rest of the class was pressurising though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and OH, pretty glad for morning assembly again. get to see my friends again. saw danial and yu ding. happy. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;saw my photographs at the library. (mt project). glad to see it. aww, they didnt showcase the collage shot. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;thank God that they removed the contact-tracing seating plan. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;idiot lester during econs. omg he was feeding fishes on his iphone during tutorial? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;couldnt go kinokuniya with yu ding cause of extra SEA lessons. oh well, NEXT TIME :D WOW, the library sent me a letter saying that they reserved the book that i wanted to buy at kino. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;walked home with quan yi, few laughs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;somedays. i wish i dont have that much things to deal with. i can go like "oh, i did it yesterday.. yaye!", sure that applies to homework, but not revision and reading ahead. and i wanted to still go kino with yu ding but after going through SEA tut, best not. SEA lecture tmr. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Persona 4 Context&lt;br /&gt;you know, like how in Persona 4, you rescued the people and you have the remaining days free? used to feel this way after nailing down an econs reflection test and having the time for other subjects. big giant Econs boss? HMM, well could use a day or two to hang out with my friends after school (proper) just like in Persona 4 social links! moment of peace after settling work. then its right back into the game.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Persona 3 Context&lt;br /&gt;guess i'll have to fight harder. just like Persona 3 :D get stronger before the next full moon :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;my take on the NS thing: (vaguely)&lt;br /&gt;i dont mind going in. i really wanna get stronger and i wish they drill us harder in PE or at least like last time. cant believe i didnt appreciate it back then. guess i wasnt ready for it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i just hope i dont lose myself (my current groove) and get filtered out as a homogeneous person. ahh dont ask me about this part. its hard to explain. i do see myself as different as the rest. and everyone different from one another. just think that NS's gonna make us all the same.. somehow. aint sure why its a good thing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;omg new vgcats comic!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;sucks, NEED to read up on MT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;imagine "gentle wind blowing kisses on my skin". mt can be really nice sometimes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-3586958975752285420?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/3586958975752285420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=3586958975752285420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/3586958975752285420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/3586958975752285420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/08/all-right-first-thing-first.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-4252323787470122503</id><published>2009-08-02T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T06:15:04.403-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESCAPE - VIDEO GAMING ALTER-EGO MANIAC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I HAVE NEVER SEEN VIDEO GAMES so.. OH SO.. shiny o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;OMG i think its an obsession. I MUST HAVE 'EM ALL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i was at comics connection and GAMEMARTZ (SO BUYING MY GAMES THERE FROM NOW ON!) and omg, all the games on the shelves with the plastic wrappings.. i must HAVE THEM.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;OMG, i swear this is really OMG. i saw eternal sonata at yishun for 100+. 70bucks at junction 8's comics connection and... 50BUCKS AT GAMEMARTZ! OMG and nicole was nice enuff to buy it for my as a birthday present though her birthday was last week.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ANYWAY, i figured what to get her :D and i think its very thoughtful!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;studied with her. YAYE done with my 2 lit and sea term assignments :D didnt want to touch next week's hw so i went junction 8 with her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;gym with her laang. gosh it feels tough after not doing it for 2 weeks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;trading online time for academics and tales of vesperia. omg, played for a good 3hrs yest. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;THANKS NICOLE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-4252323787470122503?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/4252323787470122503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=4252323787470122503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/4252323787470122503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/4252323787470122503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-have-never-seen-video-games-so.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-7015439903171221056</id><published>2009-08-01T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T07:21:28.492-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-7015439903171221056?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/7015439903171221056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=7015439903171221056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/7015439903171221056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/7015439903171221056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/08/ill-keep-this-to-msyelf-im-threatened.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-4179003987239555980</id><published>2009-07-31T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T05:54:30.081-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESCAPE - VIDEO GAMING ALTER-EGO MANIAC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a little empty in the inside. (i had some thoughts going on, but i dont think i wanna dig into them again cause i refuse to let my life revolve around such tragic stuff. i was thinking about how sad this weekend will be. then i think of some of my friends. which made things feeel so much better.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but i'm starting to no longer believe in that crazy thing call love cause it only works for everybody else. or so it seems. or it is right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i just learnt that half of my SG is TICKLISH! zhi wei was tickling me today. so i fought back. then he tickled nicholas. then nicholas ticked ain. then ain tickled nanthiniy. then nanthiniy tickled diana. then when i told sim ai about it, turns out sim ai and jeanette are ticklish too :D order of tickling is blurry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;HAHAHA if only lester was here today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;school ended at 12.40 today. thank God. went back to sleep. and went back for fencing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;gotta thank keith for showing me how to feint. think i can work it? i found out that the technique i saw in the fencing book actually works. wow. but i ran out of moves and lost.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;its okay?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;somewhat communicable with the fencers today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i cant believe keith and i did the pledge thing for the councillors with the video camera. and wow, keith was real nice and patient with me during training. thanks man :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;loads to do this weekend. term assignments and all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;wanna do it quick. watch Bleach. play Tales of Vesperia. and maybe other anime like 07-ghost.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-4179003987239555980?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/4179003987239555980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=4179003987239555980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/4179003987239555980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/4179003987239555980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/little-empty-in-inside.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-6289425051785081544</id><published>2009-07-30T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T06:29:17.863-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESCAPE - VIDEO GAMING ALTER-EGO MANIAC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;some REALLY random stuff that i wanted to blog about a few days ago. missing out on some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i really wonder how much a glance can tell. maybe i'm too hopeful. would be nice if its true. i'm starting to ponder. passive and peaceful feeling from tht glance&lt;br /&gt;with all these extra proj. time to work harder and later night hours to read up ahead.&lt;br /&gt;unable to cry. good thing? cant seem to find any sad songs in my ipod or letting to get to me. maybe getting stronger.&lt;br /&gt;its like rummaging through your refrigerator knowing that there is nth new. heard this from the The King of Fighters XII - Review gametrailers.&lt;br /&gt;nick was holding his phone and had it confiscated. and i was texting beside him. and i only realised after finishing texting. wow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;TODAY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;WOW.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i saw hotnomo at the streetlights. and i decided not to chase after the greenman cause there was A LOT of yj people and i'll feel suffocated when walking with ALL OF THEM in the walkway. so i skipped the light and waited for the next. AND I SAW YU DING :DDDD happy catch up time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i met up with jia yin for POTATO FARM! catch up loads. went to comics connection. SAW DISGAEA 3 FOR A REALLY CHEAP PRICE. like 30bucks off from what i brought (well my dad brought it) AND WITH SOUNDTRACK. BUT, i did see TALES OF THE WORLD : RADIANT MYTHOLOGY for a good 38 DOLLARS :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDD had to borrow money from jia yin though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i'll shelve it for now. gotta rush work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;wth, i saw blazblue with artbook that is cheaper than the standalone one by 20bucks. WTH?! and and the xboxb360 limited edition one looks cool.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;wow, i miss potato farm so much after seeing sg24 throwing the flyer around.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;so cool! saw ann and the rest there! AHAHAH and i was telling her about going to potato farm during econs lecture!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;it was fun. hearing bits of jia yin in poly. updating her about jc life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;PE was kinda fun today. hand ball. been hit 3 times.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;1) yee kiat was trying to score and the ball bounced off a metal railing and hit my thighs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;2) some other dude was trying to score, it hit the basketball post and knocked my specs off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;3) i dont want to talk about this one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;well, i pretty much sucked at it but i'm glad that i "tried".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;walked to northpoint with nick and nanthiniy. WOW, caught up for the first time after school. was fun. didnt know so much about the class. i'm so unaware.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-6289425051785081544?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/6289425051785081544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=6289425051785081544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/6289425051785081544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/6289425051785081544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/some-really-random-stuff-that-i-wanted.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-1337145494722082502</id><published>2009-07-27T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T04:27:18.524-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;mr ong's comment at the RMS for my results is unexpected:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;(SEA history)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Jaratt is an able and conscientious member of the group who displays a real interest in the subject and appears to enjoy all aspects of the work. He has demonstrated a good grasp of the content taught. He communicates confidently with teachers and peers. However, his written work, while acceptable at times, is rarely as detailed or as well presented as I would wish. He is an intelligent student whose academic results do not always reflect his abilities. Although this result is below target, high input for the remainder of the course should see Jaratt meet it..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;but guess what? he spelled my name wrong.. again. first was lack of t. now its lack of r. HAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i'm questioning the concept of "real interest" in the subject, and i dont recall communicating much with mr ong. there isnt much work given to really show me having fun in it. soooooooo mmm. do agree on the written work since SEA is oh so fluid and hard to grasp. doubt i have a good grasp since i only passed cause i memorised the noodles out of the revision package for a month during the june holidays.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i do like his second last sentence :D "He is an intelligent student whose academic results do not always reflect his abilities. " YEAH!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;he's been really nice to me lately. wonder why. especially since passing SEA test. i do think the tour package podcast helped a lot. plus, when he writes comments in my assignments, its encouraging and full of new directions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;gosh, i shall digest 'em soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;wow, now i have successfully gained another teacher's expectation!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;OH and about maths test today.. AHHAAHAH i guess my way through. i THINK i scored a B for it after seeing the answers that mr paul showed. thank God. couldnt figure which one was 'n'.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;GP lecture was fun :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;finally saw my Lit papers (minus Proof) wow. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;econs tutorials have been most useful lately. thank God for that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;wow, feels weird going home at 2.10 (didnt do so last week cause of PW), but had to go back at 5 for the environmental ambassador briefing. had to back up the briefing for nicholas cause he's sick. well it went well. thank God i was there to back up yi fei with the ppt. my god, due wed. gotta work then.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I FOUND LESTER'S SECOND WEAKNESS :D that liar said it only existed in his left side. THERE'S A RIGHT SIDE :D MWUAHAHAHAHAH, he tried to poke the noodles out of me today. so i retaliated :D YAYE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;thank God for the nap and the cool after-rain weather. yaye PE tmr! wished i had better control of time yesterday to go for gym.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;omg, i dont have to go for the morning PE thing! YAYE! well, i kinda want to go now since i really wanna build my physical.. WAIT NO, i want my sleep. i'll work harder in gym then :D i kinda like challenging myself for PE since i have SOME form of decent strength. well not as good as the rest *shifty eyes*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Lester: "jarratt! your elmo badge is missing!"&lt;br /&gt;Jarratt: *GASPED AND CHECKED*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and that idiot fooled me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;vision was blur. was dreaming away, feeling the drizzle against the skin and noting the presence of hot-lit-someone behind me. the footsteps. saw a figure edging near. focused at the briefly for a good while without really noting who it was. wow, hotnomo. was a little taken aback cause i swore i saw a hotnomo look a like just now when walking to school at 5pm. wow. wow. wow. but funny, when the eyes locked. it was passive. no emotions. and impersonal. well not really impersonal. faint and maybe non-exisiting bonds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;calm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-1337145494722082502?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/1337145494722082502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=1337145494722082502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/1337145494722082502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/1337145494722082502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/wow-mr-ongs-comment-at-rms-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-4236530189569225928</id><published>2009-07-26T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T08:48:49.993-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;try to keep it cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;quick post:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;stayed over at quan yi's house with nick and charmaine. had fun. harry potter. cooked. ps3. stayed up late. late night canadian pizza at 1am (THANK GOD they are still around). fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;settled gpp. god, i dont wanna talk about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;glad that things worked out. at least, thats what i think so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-4236530189569225928?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/4236530189569225928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=4236530189569225928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/4236530189569225928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/4236530189569225928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/try-to-keep-it-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-2953808290244796249</id><published>2009-07-24T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T06:07:12.933-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm trying my best to remind myself why i hate you and how being with you kills. then the other bipolar feeling comes about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-2953808290244796249?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/2953808290244796249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=2953808290244796249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/2953808290244796249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/2953808290244796249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-trying-my-best-to-remind-why-i-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-6083838577489319736</id><published>2009-07-24T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T04:42:45.283-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESCAPE - VIDEO GAMING ALTER-EGO MANIAC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;first of all, GAMBIT AND JEAN GREY FOR MUA2 :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAKE A DETOUR&lt;br /&gt;FIND MY WAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;face it, i need to try something new. it doesnt make sense of me to keep repeating my failures over and over again. yes the logical thing would be to for trainings and TRY again or something. but i figured i should try something else.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;yes, i know it sounds illogical. but well, i do think i should try it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;so i ACTUALLY skipped training and went to borrow books on fencing and hopefully get something out of it. and watch some fencing clips. sketch the moves out and try 'em out. i guess what made me do was the theory talk by coach which made me dumbfounded. plus, i lack of moves and wanna find new options. i cant even feint. fucking pathetic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i feel sad about my lack of 'murderous intentions'. coach said smth about "Innocent sheeps" needing to be "scheming". i hope i can make it up for speed? i dont know. i feel like some sad 'warrior' wanna be who is too innocent in the intention and is the first to die. have not played much blazblue, but from my limited knowledge, their emotions or smth gets altered by their weapons or smth like that. i kinda need that. to suppress the meek me or passively pacifist me. but nah, i'll work on speed and maybe some innocent based tactics that could work?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i know i'm clueless. and i know almost everything that i say is wrong. and maybe i'm not the best person to exist in your life. i dont want to hear it from you cause i dont know what you'll say.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;footnote:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'LL FIGURE IT OUT ON THE WAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;wow, the lecturers are CATCHING UP REAL FAST. they are reaching to the chapters that i'm reading ahead! SHUCKS. was really lucky today. both SEA and IN history lecturers stopped at where i stopped reading.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i saw hotnomo smile at me today when walking into the library. and i wonder if it all means. i guess hotnomo always wear a smile. and that smile may mean nothing since its something thats always there? at least hotnomo didnt look away. so effortless. as if its natural and not on purpose and for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;odd mood for valykrie profile. OH i couldnt find the Valkyries by paulo coelho in the library. so i'll try again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;WOW, yesterday night, i was rushing PW and smelled a really strong sense of smoke at 8++ but ignored it. today, nanthiniy talked about her flat catching FIRE. WOW, i cant believe i smelled it even though we live like 5 ++ blocks away.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Jarratt: "so did the people use the lift?"&lt;br /&gt;Nanthiniy: "yeah they did.. HAHAHAAH"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;theres loads to today. catch up with samiare, quan yi and nicholas. pity samiare cant join us tmr. its okay, NEXT TIME. brought hilary duff's dignity deluxe album. had a rather well exhausting day? nice moments with ann. yu ding too. etc etc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;well its just full of random stuff today. KINDA glad that its over. the SG made me sing to mr sng which he covered he ears when he said "oh? jarratt is going to sing for me?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;mean.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;fate has let me find the books. time to make use of them. for good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STAY AHEAD.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"And I wish I woulda had the nerve to ask you to stay&lt;br /&gt;You kept me guessing and now&lt;br /&gt;I'm destined to spend my time missing you&lt;br /&gt;I almost wish you would've loved me too 　&lt;br /&gt;I know we had our problems&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember one&lt;br /&gt;I almost forgot to say something else&lt;br /&gt;And if I cant fit it in I'll keep it all to myself" - almost by bowling for soup!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"till further notice, my grass is greeen" - as told by ginger&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i kiss a girl - keith urban! awesome! (THAT WAS THE SONG that i almost made to sing to mr sng) tsk tsk&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"I try to walk away and I stumble" - i try by macy gray&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A pər-soʊnə! [Hey Arnold] As told by the boy with the red elmo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;i wish elmo was real and walks to school with me in my backpack&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-6083838577489319736?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/6083838577489319736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=6083838577489319736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/6083838577489319736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/6083838577489319736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-of-all-gambit-and-jean-grey-for.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-2335624441852128189</id><published>2009-07-23T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T06:04:47.112-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i saw yu ding at the library today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;yu ding: "we are like scavengers"&lt;br /&gt;jarratt: "no you're not.. OMG THERE'S A SEAT OVER THERE, QUICK!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;lester needs to stop aiming his pen at people's balls.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;OFF&lt;strong&gt;FENCE&lt;/strong&gt;. get it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;gotta settle cca shirt. and oh, nicholas's lifestyle poster. jumping into nicole's poster soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;surround me. with the people that i love and care about. step away from the world. hilary duff said so.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;my block test percentile may look impressive. but hell. the grades arent that good. so who cares about comparing to others and assuring that i'm "better" or "good".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;our SG photos looks lovely :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;CTG too. hope fencing one was okay. especially the one when yee kiat distracted me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;elizabeth went nuts playing my ipod touch "sadist" ish game.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-2335624441852128189?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/2335624441852128189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=2335624441852128189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/2335624441852128189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/2335624441852128189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-saw-yu-ding-at-library-today-yu-ding.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-3151972383208071887</id><published>2009-07-22T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T07:18:08.266-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EXHAUSTION &gt; SADNESS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;when i wanna cry, i end up yawning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and i'm not even sure if thats a good thing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-3151972383208071887?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/3151972383208071887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=3151972383208071887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/3151972383208071887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/3151972383208071887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/sadness-when-i-wanna-cry-i-end-up.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-8958948206448601202</id><published>2009-07-22T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T06:58:14.207-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;watch your glee kids have their little club, but don't pretend that any of them are something. they're not.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-8958948206448601202?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/8958948206448601202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=8958948206448601202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/8958948206448601202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/8958948206448601202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/watch-your-glee-kids-have-their-little.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-8782815358347248203</id><published>2009-07-22T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T06:33:53.963-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>said with each try, "i'll try my best". and it didnt work. doesnt quite matter. guess i'll have to try other means. maybe reading up something on fencing since i'm clueless. and watch more matches. mmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-8782815358347248203?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/8782815358347248203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=8782815358347248203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/8782815358347248203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/8782815358347248203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/said-with-each-try-ill-try-my-best.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-1314567648544613256</id><published>2009-07-22T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T02:06:08.437-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;H1 GENERAL PAPER&lt;br /&gt;69 B&lt;br /&gt;H1 MATHEMATICS&lt;br /&gt;66 B&lt;br /&gt;H1 CHINESE LANGUAGE&lt;br /&gt;60 C&lt;br /&gt;H2 LITERATURE IN ENGLISH&lt;br /&gt;64 C&lt;br /&gt;H2 HISTORY&lt;br /&gt;46 S&lt;br /&gt;H2 ECONOMICS&lt;br /&gt;42 S&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i knew it. 1 more mark for LIT to get a B.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-1314567648544613256?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/1314567648544613256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=1314567648544613256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/1314567648544613256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/1314567648544613256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/h1-general-paper-69-b-h1-mathematics-66.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-6573435847313115890</id><published>2009-07-22T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T04:36:31.156-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;pretty fun day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;it sucks having to hear the sound of rain drops just when you're about to wake up. but thank god i managed to enjoy an extra 30mins of sleeep :D i decided to leave my fencing gear at home since i had so many files to bring. i was betting on the less 5mins per period thing which didnt happen by thank God lessons ended by 2.10 today :D so PHEW.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;during econs lecture, lester was forwarding us a text from mr sng which i replied and we ended up exchanging loads of text messages during lectures. we are rebels. and chin rong sat with me today cause he needed some rest and wanted to be at the back. we did manage to catch up. but he was too sick and fell asleeep... 5 times. and &lt;strong&gt;snores&lt;/strong&gt;. yes, he was heard by a few people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i THINK lester calls me a whore cause i call him &lt;strong&gt;PIMP&lt;/strong&gt;LESter. :D HAAHAH&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Jarratt: "can i just make her a card?!"&lt;br /&gt;Lester: "oh! if you do so, write my name down"&lt;br /&gt;Jarratt"?! yeah, we should have our initials together.. like LJ"&lt;br /&gt;Lester: "OMG!"&lt;br /&gt;Jarratt: "OMG!"&lt;br /&gt;Lester: "dirty minded! i was thinking about lifejournal. what were YOU thinking about"&lt;br /&gt;Jarratt: "LONG JOHN. tsk tsk, what were YOU thinking about"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;then he said it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;had a hell of a fun time during the break at HIST SEA lecture since mr ong didnt come. loads of chat and finished up two hw due on friday :D YAYE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;love my SG. nice rainy day, i guess.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;when having breaks with the SG, nothing else matters.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;during econs tutorial:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i saw mdm peh touching her stomach. which kinda (in a split-second) made me think of the time when i asked nanthiniy if she thinks mdm peh was pregnant and we saw a few moments that look like it and some that didnt&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and i dont know why but i said this immediately&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Jarratt: "mdm peh, are you pregnant?"&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Peh: "yarh"&lt;br /&gt;(i burst out into laughter cause the remark was so stark and to the point)&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Peh: "you mean i didnt tell you all that i'm pregnant?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;then i was talking to stephane.&lt;br /&gt;Stephane: "Maybe she's hungry when she touched her stomach?"&lt;br /&gt;Jarratt: "... we just saw her at the canteen"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i swear, the whole class looked at me weird when i asked the question.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Jarratt: "WHAT are you making us bring the econs file for?! are you still collecting it?"&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Peh: "OH YEAH, thats right, please pass it up"&lt;br /&gt;then everyone else who didnt bring it went "OEIII" and laughed&lt;br /&gt;Jarratt: "WHAT?! i'm not bringing it back home again!"&lt;br /&gt;Stephane: "BUT you live just right there!" *points at my house*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i turned around and saw the flat that i was living in. wow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;fun time singing random songs in class cause elizabeth asked for it :D HAHAHAHAHAHA, was real fun. i almost did the with love dance, only thing that, people were staring. tsk tsk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;lit class was fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Mr Nair: "that was a low blow!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;then he tried to avoid talking about the OTHER type of low blow&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Mr Nair: "so what was it that gets BLOWN in the text?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;HAHAHAHA, we all burst into laughter. minus diana who pretended to be innocent.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;nicholas tried to insult elmo, so i had a duel with him:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Jarratt: "nicholas, the only thing that you attract is gravity"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Jarratt: "there's no such thing as an ugly elmo, but if you think wearing a red shirt makes you an elmo, you're an ugly one"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;(OH during fencing, i was training and i let him pass by the corridor cause i was in the way, and my blade was stuck in a potted plant for a few seconds. odd eh)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Jarratt: "dont you need to be of a certain BMI to donate blood?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;HAHAHA so fun :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;lester is mouthing to me afar "ELMO SUCKS" which is mean.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;had a great catch up time with samiare, quan yi and nicholas at MT lesson. loads of laughter. really random nonsense. my god. :D OMG SAMIARE'S PARENTS MADE HER WATCH TWILIGHT IN CHINESE!!!!!! cant wait for the party at quan yi's house :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;saw yu ding today! HAPPY. so random! and ann too. random. and all the other random yt ppl :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;god i love the people that i interacted with today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;mrs chen explained to me about something that happened tomorrow, and i'm surprised that she actually cared about how i viewed certain issues. wow. she's awesome.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;had a fun catch up time with diana after fencing. talking about how great HIMYM is. showing some standup comedy (WANDA SYKES) and all. nice catch up time with dew when walking home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;good day. good day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;jordin spark's Battlefield deluxe album is real good. dancey and all. could had been better with some vocals tempo. but dancey and piano electro pop tracks ftw!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-6573435847313115890?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/6573435847313115890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=6573435847313115890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/6573435847313115890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/6573435847313115890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/pretty-fun-day.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-5835189064408755196</id><published>2009-07-21T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T07:55:25.060-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHY is lester calling me a "whore" today?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-5835189064408755196?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/5835189064408755196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=5835189064408755196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/5835189064408755196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/5835189064408755196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-is-lester-calling-me-whore-today.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-5210038227629235263</id><published>2009-07-21T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T07:21:00.596-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;quite incapable in destroying or getting rid or a cockroach. eww ewww ewww :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;OH i think lester and i have this habit of sending just :( or :) or :/ in a text message and nothing else. good for him since he has unlimited texts. do i look like i have it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;didnt have circuit training, was looking fwd to it. i guess after building up on my strength, i'm more confident in PE. on the bright side, we had decent physical trainings today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;B FOR LIT :D well, i hoped for a B cause i thought A was too much&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OMG I SCORED 64 AND THATS A C. OMGOGMGOMGOGMGG. THATS SO MEAN. well, at least that was with moderation. AHAHA so sad. guess thats karma for not looking at my notes about thematic concerns. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H2 HISTORY: S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H2 ECONS: S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H2 LITERATURE: C&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H1 MATHS : B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H1 GP: B (pretty sure about this) 1 mark away from A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H1 CHINESE: C&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;HAHAHAHA well, gotta work harder. well i'm not very bright, but i'll work hard. i'm in hogwarts :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Elizabeth: "oh! is tap tap! *runs to nicholas*"&lt;br /&gt;*after a few seconds*&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "OH NO! its Gaga! *runs away*"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;HAHAHAHAA i swear, when she laughs, its infectious.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i really wonder if i made the right move. well, the heartache didnt subside only after a few songs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;had fun talking and laughing with SG people. and also with nicholas, samiare and quan yi during MT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;was exhausted. thank GOD SEA tutorial was cancelled after school. i didnt bring my notes. (OMG FIRST TIME, just when i asked myself if i'm capable of forgetting) annnnnnnnnnd just when i'm really tired.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;rested. tuition with hanyong, only lasted for 45mins and sent him off. damn, that new chapter "estimation of population parameters and hypothesis testing" is hard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;doubt i'm going yee kiat's house for the farewell party for esther. :/ cause i'll be dead after fencing. and well other stuff. fencing tmr. i'm incapable of skipping cca.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;step away from the world from a sec.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;MY GOD, i do hope dew cancels the Metamorphosis competition. i cant take it. LEADER?! you want metamorphosis? i'll print hilary duff's album out for you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;step away from the world for a sec.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;dinner duty again. well at least gram's house is a few street away. and i should visit them more often and TRY to communicate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i woke up going OH SHIT SHIT SHIT after a long nap only to find out it wasnt that late and went back to sleep only to wake up going OH SHIT SHIT SHIT again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-5210038227629235263?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/5210038227629235263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=5210038227629235263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/5210038227629235263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/5210038227629235263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/quite-incapable-in-destroying-or.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-2126560962624849996</id><published>2009-07-20T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T02:39:22.268-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;gp lecture was fun! i was really glad that they brought out the issues. and i'm glad that i'm well informed to have my own judgement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;omg, loads of harry potter spoilers from diana and lisa today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;mrs chen talked to me today. she missed the whole submission of 'student of the term' thing cause of well you know. WHICH i think its fine cause she didnt have to worry about it and that i dont really need the recognition on such a scale! PLUS no way can i win against all the other more popular and smarter people. so its okay :D but thanks! i really appreciate it. and when she said i was her best student, aww that kinda made me want to be composed forever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;well, its tough, since i'm still a kid and tend to goof off. like during the PW meeting with mr sng and the group HAHA distracted a little. fun time though. figured a little bit for PW out. gotta work hard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i THINK i scored a S for econs which is okay cause i learnt new stuff. and wow, the teachers actually wrote remarks on what to do and so forth :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;hahaha wow, finally lester's turn? lucky ass.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;wish it coukd happen to me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;lit! WOW, learnt so much in prose class. wow wow WOW! and the mention of farming reminds me of harvest moon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;mr nair: "nicholas! you lost &lt;strong&gt;FACE&lt;/strong&gt; to lester"&lt;br /&gt;*a few seconds later*&lt;br /&gt;mr nair: "walk away, lester and be the &lt;strong&gt;BIGGER&lt;/strong&gt; person!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;HAHAHAHAAHHA. well you gotta know 'em in order to get the whole face and size thing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-2126560962624849996?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/2126560962624849996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=2126560962624849996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/2126560962624849996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/2126560962624849996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/gp-lecture-was-fun-i-was-really-glad.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-2181364478211462040</id><published>2009-07-19T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T05:09:03.958-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;phew. fun day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;went over to orchard to support diana's performance! OMG I COULDN'T FIND MY WAY. i was quite sure that it was near taka and i walked for AGES and finally found it rather near taka. thank God that i could call nicole and she checked for directions :D THANKS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;it was great. minus the fact that diana didnt sing any hilary duff songs. omg i barely know any of the songs :D TSK TSK SHE FAILED AT QUOTING HILARY DUFF SONGS :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;jarratt: "how are you gonna buy my Hilary Duff Dignity Deluxe album?"&lt;br /&gt;diana: "OH i'm not"&lt;br /&gt;jarratt: "OMG THEN WHERE'S MY MONEY?!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ate burger king with her friends&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;jarratt: "i can do 4 pull ups!"&lt;br /&gt;lester: "i can do 5!"&lt;br /&gt;diana's friend: "i can do 16!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;part of me died :D AHAHAHAH&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i was on the train with diana and i tried to tell her about the spoilers AND AHAHAHAHA she didn't know any of them kept being deluded by going "YEAHH voldermort's best friend with james" HAHAHA and whenever i tried to tell her what happened she kep making funny noises which made me laugh so hard that i couldn't continue talking.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;gym with her laang. fun. had a nice catchup. GOD he's lazy today. AHAH we barely did anything. oh well, at least napfa's over. PHEW. close one. felt great after gym. sang my way home again. so ready for the coming week :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i cant believe lester and diana gave me the shocked expression when i said i was going to gym. WHAT IS THAT SUPPOSE TO MEAN :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;OMG i saw billy bombers! SO HAPPY. BIG BURGERS! :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD PSWN BURGER KING!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;gotta love my friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;OMG I MISSED OUT A PIECE OF HOMEWORK FOR THE FIRST TIME. :( well its not too late to start.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;must had been wrong to love you more. duh. hahaha. mmm. doesn't quite matter, right? actually it does. but who cares. more days ahead. who knows. well, actually nothing's gonna happen. so just keep looking yeah? never know when's my turn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5325" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3525/3735056542_19a587c35b.jpg" width="333" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5311" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2631/3734256281_f3a8b03aa6.jpg" width="500" height="333" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5321" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2438/3735052554_7bcf8b843a.jpg" width="500" height="333" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5301" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3486/3735050672_1e83000283.jpg" width="333" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5298" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2518/3735047954_9ec72190e3.jpg" width="500" height="333" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5305" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2498/3735045984_d35c487d80.jpg" width="333" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5332" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2446/3734245301_266b458a69.jpg" width="500" height="333" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5274_1" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2618/3734244433_5ef22e597b.jpg" width="333" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5256" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3442/3735041572_db6f2cbbaa.jpg" width="500" height="333" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5253" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2591/3734240869_46c4279160.jpg" width="500" height="333" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5251" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3525/3734238713_418a77c546.jpg" width="500" height="333" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5260" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2516/3734236427_d68525744d.jpg" width="500" height="333" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5177" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2651/3734233837_87226599e0.jpg" width="333" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5215" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3448/3734232269_4ccfe6df26.jpg" width="500" height="333" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5223" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2505/3735030336_837e77a388.jpg" width="500" height="333" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5212_1" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2491/3735028136_c1834fbaae.jpg" width="333" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-2181364478211462040?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/2181364478211462040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=2181364478211462040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/2181364478211462040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/2181364478211462040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/phew.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3525/3735056542_19a587c35b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-7817286764106748151</id><published>2009-07-19T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T09:24:48.205-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAMILY BONDS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;had a fun fun day today :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;PW meeting. HAHHA we're so lost. anyway, fun part was that we got to exchange nice catchups here and there. sim ai and lester stayed to play my xbox 360 and ps3. great deal of fun. need for speed: carbon. castle crashers. resistance (OMG, so long ago!). blazblue!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;GET WELL SOON NANTHINIY.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;met up with anand, dew, charles and sagar for harry potter and the half-blood prince!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ITS ACTUALLY QUITE IMPRESSIVE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;the burrow scene kinda made me wanan cry. and gosh, some scenes were really nicely shot. also, i didnt remember so much of the details! makes me wanan go back and read it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and i thought this was the film that was split into two parts, which kinda made me go "omg omg please dont cut here. please dont cut here" when the movie was getting good. well, the fights were satisfying cause they didnt cut unnecessarily. some parts were REALLY odd though. especially the facial expression. and omg, it looked like they were ginna break out into sex anytime soon during the movie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;anyway, some scenes captivated my heart. real emotional. AND glad to see more scenes from the other characters :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;anyhoo. had a great deal of fun catching up with the guys.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;took the train back with charles. ahahah had a good time catching up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;NEW PHOTO SHOOT! THANKS NICOLE :D CANT WAIT TO START! also! nick gave me a new photo shoot! CANT WAIT TOO.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;receieved my NS letter. WOW, hahaahah surprisngly, aint afraid as i was last year. i do feel confident about it cause i know my life wont just pass away like that. plus, i'll be ready for NS :D annnd ff ix is so in my head and mood. beatrix :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="SD2" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2490/3731803729_574e957ae2.jpg" width="500" height="313" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="SD1" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2517/3731803723_d152e7f472.jpg" width="500" height="313" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;really cant believe that my hair was THAT short.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;it still is now? HAHAHA who cares. i'm having a good hair day today :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;will rewatch HP with my parents next week! its tradition! WOW dad scored one of the better dinner today! love it :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5173" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2438/3732632274_c6c417a5be.jpg" width="500" height="333" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;walked home singing to "only fooling myself" by kate voegele and "Haru Haru Acoustic (Live KJE’s Chocolate 23.12.2008)" by big bang. fun times. great feeling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-7817286764106748151?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/7817286764106748151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=7817286764106748151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/7817286764106748151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/7817286764106748151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/had-fun-fun-day-today-d-pw-meeting.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2490/3731803729_574e957ae2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-932173563970575345</id><published>2009-07-17T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T06:44:41.468-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAMILY BONDS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESCAPE - VIDEO GAMING ALTER-EGO MANIAC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;WOW! the weekdays are &lt;strong&gt;over&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i find it kinda funny that every night i'll think of going back to a video game. yesterday, i gave in and played 30 mins of final fantasy ix and gave up new my daily News time, its like i dont know myself anymore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;AND i watched a cinderella story. oddly yeah. it was nice and funny. reminds me of my life a few years back. love hearing the songs in the movie again. and, i cant imagine myself being chad. nor can i see myself finding a hilary running around.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i'll be love's suicide. must be wrong to want you. (random snippets from 2 songs)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;quan yi postponed her party cause charmaine was quarantined. AWW, i was looking forward to cooking with her, charmaine and nicholas in her BIG HOUSE. chilling and catching up. laughing real loads. ANND i wanted to bring my ps2, ps3 and xbox 360 for some hardcore gamimg ANDDDDD we might had been able to stay overnight too :D SO IMAGINE THE AMOUNT OF GAMING. ANND movie night! MWUAHAHAHA you guys are gonna die under my flood my HIMYM, CHUCK AND HILARY DUFF. and you know i'll be the one to psych everyone into late night macdelivery at 3am :D MWUAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;aww, well on the bright side, dew has been pestering me to go watch harry potter with the CTG tomorrow for the ENTIRE DAY today. so yaye to that! i'll have to burn my pocket though, cause i really wanna watch harry potter with my parents too since i've been doing so since primary 4. and i dont like me giving up tradiations just cause i'm growing up and have more obligations to my friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;but seriously, i've been overlooking CTG outings. :/ so time to make it up. and i miss 'em. hope mrs chen is all right. mmmm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;tomorrow, i gotta meet up with the PW people. so i gotta do loads of consolidating of work to ensure we're on track tmr.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;sunday, i gotta go for family lunch and go for diana's performance (WOOOT) annnnnnd gym with her laang. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;so with that sum up, i'm lacking in time, so i'll have to cut down on computer usage so i can still video game "a little" aww, i wanna go back to so many games. i wish i can video game in my sleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;can't believe mr ong is so nice today. and he said my group's podcast had great effort put in :D and omg, 13/25 for SEA! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT. take that! my one month of effort. BWAH! but still, 13 after 1 month of work? ouch. then again, from 6 marks to 13. YEAH! especially since its SEA. and he gave me a glance when asking about who was the one who scored 16/25 and i kinda figured he had some sort of hidden expectations.. somewhere. couldnt had done it without his essay outlines and whatnot. and wow, nice comments written in the essays that he gave up :D "good job" etc. AHHAHA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;miss luo talked about how the orals was tough for my day's turn. so well, i guess.. mmm ahhaha i cant let myself use that as an excuse. lalalaa, well i'm working on it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Reach Out feat. The Prophet [Bermudez &amp;amp; Chico Radio Mix] by hilary duff is the shizz!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;kinda funny how you're never there when i'm at my best. but who cares. gotta stop overlooking my other friends and be glad they are there to share the moment with me. (this sounds bad: but i wish ya there cause everything else wont matter much anymore)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;speaking of who cares, about the whole laptop stealing thing. i dont really care since its been 1 year. and plus, i dont see it being a huge thing among all of us. plus, i do feel really bad for the lady cause i'm pretty sure of the possibility of her being stressed and desperate and edged in resulting in crimes cause of family stuff. and worst of all, if we think about the fact that she didnt know the cost of the laptops, that means she's kinda well plain in thinking who doesnt know much and must had felt powerless passively and useless when finding out the value. kinda like dead end ya know? since she committed the crime and all. guilt. kinda sad. and to actually jail her for 2 years is a lot on her cause she's gonna be more powerless and unable to help her family. not that she should be let off since she actually chose to steal the laptops. just that, the government should impose something else. home curfew? community work? i dont know man. i'll GP on that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;do agree on mdm koh when she said if only the school had better network and relations with her. it could had been avoided and more importantly, we could had helped her. with what? thats another question.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;anyway, tuition with hanyong. so close in nailing that sample mean chapter :D gonna practice later. well by later i mean tomorrow since i gotta focus on PW tonight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;a rather satisfying day. i cant help but wonder what fate it is to have me encounter 3 hot people today. MMMMMMMMMMMMMM. WAIT WAIT, thats not the satisfying part since i have no obligations or acquaintance with 'em or whatsoever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;my god, i wonder how long the harry potter hype will last in me. i will resist taking out my pens and point at diana and shout whatever spells they used in Half-Blood Prince :DDDDDDDDDDDDDD stop me~ STUPEFYYYYYYYYYYY&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i have a lot of work. i think the PE department is having me to do photo shoots for Healty Lifestyle. then there's fencing shirt. mm what else? i gotta check my notebook. shucks, messy. that means busy week.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-932173563970575345?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/932173563970575345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=932173563970575345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/932173563970575345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/932173563970575345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/wow-weekdays-are-over-i-find-it-kinda.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-6967006014368241296</id><published>2009-07-16T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T03:09:35.050-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;sweeets now reminds me of harry potter. shucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;fun day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;first of all, i just need to clear standing board jump for my silver! managed to do 4 pulls up. yaye!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;fun time playing hand ball with SG during pe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;spent time at north point hunting presents for quan yi with nick. think it'll go well!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;wow, its finally thursday. thank God.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and thank God for toilet paper in the toilet :/ 3 days straight. something is wrong&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and YAYE cant resist grabbing snacks in the canteen. nuggets and whatnot. omg cheese toufu :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;loads of fun stuff with SG today. ahahhaa cant remember most though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;talked to dew about the start of cca again. gosh, both of us are so screwed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-6967006014368241296?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/6967006014368241296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=6967006014368241296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/6967006014368241296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/6967006014368241296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/sweeets-now-reminds-me-of-harry-potter.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-6776380586993571544</id><published>2009-07-15T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T05:18:07.620-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;during SEA lecture break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;diana: "hilary duff doesn't make &lt;em&gt;music&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;jarratt: "OH YEAH?! what does ADAM BRODY make?!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;diana: "adam brody makes &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAH&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ahahahahah i cant express the amount of laughter i expressed after hearing that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;during LIT tutorial, nicholas was wearing a red shirt and i dont know why SG 24 picked on elmo again but&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;nicholas: "lester, can you stop smiling at me?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;lester: "eh nothing! i'm just trying to imagine him with an orange nose"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;then i roared out in disapproval for putting elmo in comparison with NICHOLAS CHEW&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;jarratt: "HEY!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;then that caught mr nair's attention then he hid behind the Proof book he was carrying and laughed and said&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;mr nair: "i was imagining him singing the elmo song"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;AHHAHA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and mr nair showed us his work with mr brown for the NDP parody song.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;had a hell of a fun time catching up with quan yi and samiare during mt lecture. fun :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;thats about it for today. wow! mdm peh took over miss aminah's lecture! so proud of her. and i'm dead relieved. and the guy relief teacher really enlightened me about my block test.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;hate the emotions bottled up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i find great comfort in rewatching the 5mins preview of the pilot of gLee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;day to day blessings by my friends and families and teachers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-6776380586993571544?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/6776380586993571544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=6776380586993571544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/6776380586993571544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/6776380586993571544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/during-sea-lecture-break-diana-hilary.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-6308955694716180117</id><published>2009-07-14T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T05:41:21.862-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESCAPE - VIDEO GAMING ALTER-EGO MANIAC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow. i was glancing through podcasts about games and i found out they are importing TALES OF VASPERIA ON THE PS3 AND OMG I BROUGHT THE XBOX ONE. AND OMG THERE IS A TALES OF VESPERIA ANIME - The First Strike! FLYNN IS SO COOL! AND FLYNN WILL BE PLAYABLE FOR THE NEWPORT OMGOGMOGMGG :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD and omg... tales of VS on the PSP?! WTH HOW MANY VARIATIONS ARE THERE?! i feel like a mindless person who wants them all o.o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-6308955694716180117?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/6308955694716180117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=6308955694716180117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/6308955694716180117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/6308955694716180117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-1370152431295890718</id><published>2009-07-14T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T04:39:34.334-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;had a nice time with the SG people as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i dont quite know how to put this. scored B for gp. so YAYE on that :D but the whole &lt;strike&gt;19&lt;/strike&gt; 25 for content is a little bugging. i mean its a MUCH MUCH MUCH better essay than the one that i wrote long ago about criminals and scored 18/80 so it aint that bad of a thing? cant help but its an encouragement from mr sng cause of my huge scope of ideas that i took 20mins to sort out during the paper.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;well compre was unbelieveable. 34.5 :D essay 35. ahahah cool eh? cant believe it still. mr sng expects an A by the end of this year. gotta work for it :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;screwed up mt orals. had to ask what the question meant 4 times. well ctg 118 was great for calming down the nerves. was pretty useless then. but who cares about that. the daily practices gave huge hints that i simply cant do it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i met up with shubaa! and managed to see ruohan too! OMG had so much fun talking to them both of them. and my hetic side came out all of a sudden cause i walked REALLY REALLY fast again. so fun to catch up with them. i miss those days when i could just go up to the random people in yt and ramble non-stop :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;shubaa: "why are all the yj people staring at you?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;jarratt: "cause i'm walking with 2 aj people?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and there were many inside jokes once again. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;HAHA, anyway watched gLee yesterday. so i'm actually really motivated and composed today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and OH, i found a mistake in my chinese paper and i'm not sure if i lost my C grade or not.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-1370152431295890718?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/1370152431295890718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=1370152431295890718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/1370152431295890718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/1370152431295890718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/had-nice-time-with-sg-people-as-usual.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-3436728372629250167</id><published>2009-07-13T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:19:04.536-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to all the friends that &lt;em&gt;really matter&lt;/em&gt; and don't overlook each other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-3436728372629250167?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/3436728372629250167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=3436728372629250167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/3436728372629250167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/3436728372629250167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-all-friends-that-really-matter-and.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-4288704771320117061</id><published>2009-07-13T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:02:30.978-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONA FES - (LIVIN&apos; LIGHT)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESCAPE - VIDEO GAMING ALTER-EGO MANIAC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;mr poh: "how many hours in a day do you sleep?"&lt;br /&gt;fatimah: "two.. if you count maths, 3."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;hahaha anyway, mr poh was trying to break down to us how lack of time we have left. sooooooooooo yeah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i just realise i have to do carol ann duffy for LIT. omg, totally forgot about having to deal with it next year. so whats the exam format..?! my god, can't believe the teachers did not mention it to us. then again, we gotta worry with our current 3 papers first.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;we went through Characterisation today and the whole Dauphin and Joan (yes joan of arc) reminded me totally of jeanne d' arc and valkyrie profile which makes me wanna go. i wanna go back to that now! also, i remember watching my uncle play joan of arc, which i KINDA wanna play that too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;the gametrailers.com scene is still in the head. monster hunter unlimited! i wanan go!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;mr nair: "even though this has nothing to do with it but it has everything to do with it"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;OH, mr nair said something made me react a little.. too loud :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;mr nair: "jarratt, why is your hand up, do you have a question?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;at that point in time, i was busy scribbling stuff down, trying to understand a text so i was a little confused cause my hands wasnt up. the people around me were a little confused too. 1 second later, i saw mr nair looking at stephan which instinctively made me go&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;jarratt: "THAT STEPHAN.. &lt;strong&gt;THISSSSSSSSSSSS&lt;/strong&gt; is jarratt *does hand actions, the magician revealing kinda thing)"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;he's like the 7the person to mistake us. and yes, IT WAS LIT LECTURE. ahahahah, but it was kinda funny hearing his justification and reaction. the people around me laughed so i guess its a good thing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;kinda funny. in the past, i find all of these lit sections to be overwhelming, now as i get to know my text better and master a little bit of my skills, i have the strength to write at least something decent without looking THAT BAD. so i guess i dont fear lit as much as i used to. or actually fear it anymore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;also, i saw the bigger picture of econs at tutorial today. mdm peh went through with us the block test and i realised i lacked so much. all these while i followed mr smahon's answer keys and they are NOT sufficient to say the least. i didnt know about how ped ied xed could be so closely related. and i always though evaluation was something else. and omg lisa knew more than me cause she realised mr smahon's lesson was insufficient and went around asking for help.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;had tuition with hanyong today. thank god i did. wasted for block test cause of carelessness when using cal. annnd started on the new chp. hope that i can do it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;a huge bunch of hanyong's friends caught h1n1 at the nus camp. so did he. and wtf? the ministry is suspending CCAs and NOT NUS &lt;strong&gt;CAMP&lt;/strong&gt;?! isnt camp more deadly since its.. OVERNIGHT or something? with lots of physical contact? stupid. well, here you go, h1n1.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;himym later :DDDDDDD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;after school feels like Persona now. CCA stands down and i have the option to meet the relevant social links as when as i like.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i heard this on ellen just now:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;john kennedy once said 'i had 2 brothers. 1 went out to sea. the other became a vice president. i never heard from both of them ever again'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;SOMETHING LIKE THAT, wasnt sure if i heard it right. but ahahahah :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;the sky looks pleasant today when i woke up from my nap.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;remind me why i bother with you if you ignore me half of the time. pathetic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-4288704771320117061?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/4288704771320117061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=4288704771320117061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/4288704771320117061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/4288704771320117061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/mr-poh-how-many-hours-in-day-do-you.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-2872511450601738171</id><published>2009-07-12T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:41:56.696-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't usually get why i'm leading the groups, and then seeing the things left to do seem only to be finished in my caliber and it wouldn't make sense for me to dump the last minute stuff on others because the vision is all in me and it'll be of much greater convenience to impose it on me and not them. anyhoo, i do hope i'm not leading all my groups to any death trap. come to think of it, why am i leading all the projects? god, i hope i'm sensible enough in my decisions and don't affect my teams grades. :/ i always wonder what is it like to meet someone who thinks like me and can catch my drift by being able to see the logic in my decisions or the lack of it for that matter, and help me steer onto a better course while being in the same tone and language as me. and catch all the stuff i've dropped by mistake. no such thing eh? go elmo go. ramble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and also, as much as i've been defending my friends who are tragic enough to land on the bad side of people, i can't see myself capable of being strong and upright in making public display of standing up for them and then living with the aftermath. then again, i do believe if they really go overboard and threaten them i'll really stand up against them. just hope that i don't live to regret it or put my friends in more risk than they ever will be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;don't get me started on my presence in classes. maybe it'll be better without me. and i kinda feel sad that i'm not helping as much as i should and my friends end up getting punished like nuts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;times like this, i wonder why i'm living and interfering.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;makes you wonder what life will be without yourself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;they should have dual screens in life. the one of the left will be your own life and the one on the right would be about how life would be without you. it'll be oh so f depressing yet enlightening sometimes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;funny how people crosses your path and the events that transpires due to your actions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;on another note, "reach out and touch me" - Hilary Duff ft Prophet - Reach Out ( Bermudez &amp;amp; Chico Mix) awesome remix. can't believe i still like it up till now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-2872511450601738171?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/2872511450601738171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=2872511450601738171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/2872511450601738171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/2872511450601738171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-dont-usually-get-why-im-leading.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-6172630891968901191</id><published>2009-07-11T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T07:38:29.465-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESCAPE - VIDEO GAMING ALTER-EGO MANIAC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eugene Sng sent an invitation using Realm Of Empires:&lt;br /&gt;Let's go burn villages together! Real Dark Ages stuff&lt;br /&gt;Eugene invites you to join his realm in Realm of Empires,&lt;br /&gt;a truly unique Facebook game! A Treasury full of silver awaits you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;HAHAHA this is somewhat very funny since its a facebook game invite from mr sng. tsk tsk, i need to do my gp hw :D HAHAHA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Eugene has accepted a new title in Realm of Empires!&lt;br /&gt;Due to his tremendous achievements, the Council Of Elders has granted Eugene a new title and he has accepted! All hail Eugene! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;HAHAHA OMG&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;eh, i somehow have a sudden urge to read newspapers to work on my gp.. omg? i think mr sng planted some mind games on me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-6172630891968901191?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/6172630891968901191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=6172630891968901191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/6172630891968901191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/6172630891968901191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/eugene-sng-sent-invitation-using-realm.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-4512152750656996354</id><published>2009-07-11T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T05:49:39.173-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESCAPE - VIDEO GAMING ALTER-EGO MANIAC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AVZczLuoJoU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AVZczLuoJoU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;at 4:02 "we should had wandered outside and level up!" "this isn't final fantasy, david!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA omg :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;RDCCDX: The Digital Pirates of Dark Water Saga! AWESOME!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;D&amp;amp;D for the win :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-4512152750656996354?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/4512152750656996354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=4512152750656996354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/4512152750656996354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/4512152750656996354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-should-had-wandered-outside-and.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-2872042997625439432</id><published>2009-07-11T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T05:13:01.322-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CHRONICLES OF LIFE AND DEATH'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;ain and nanthiniy came over to work on SEA project. we had loads of fun doing the voice overs and photoshoot for our podcast :D AHHAAHAH dead fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;funny, lester and nick and ain sms-ed me about at the same time, well lester and nick nailed the same minute and second, about either being late or unable to come for the meeting. we cancelled PW in the end.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;sadly, dew texted me during the project about mrs chen unable to be in school for a week. and there's something about "mum's service" which i didn't understand so i texted him back asking about it. after a while while we were recording the podcast i gasped real loud cause i realised what it all meant.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;omg, its all so sudden. turns out, while nanthiniy and i were having hist tutorial at 7.40 on friday, the news was announced. to the my ctg at 8.40 and we missed it. life is unexpected. and dew and i don't know what to do for mrs chen. funny how humans are powerless when death comes into the picture.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;anyway, we used a LOT of funny retarded stuff for the podcast. that means:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;cheesy diaglogue now with 50% more jokes about nicholas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;A LOT of elmos to represent diana, nanthiniy, ain and i. nicholas? i used a big fat gigantic pig.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and some other random ideas thrown here and there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;slept for 2hours unknowingly after the project. had loads of weird dreams. but they were somewhat happy. i was woken by calls and messages so i lost some of the happy feelings. well there were some residue left in me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;managed to study a little so i'm happy with that&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;met with her laang for gym. WOW, i did 1hr and 30mins for the first time! and did way lot more cause her laang assisted. wow wow wow. ahahah had a couple of nice moments catching up with him. OKAY so its settled. weekly gym with him. MY GOD he started since last dec.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;MY GOD, i saw an unaired mv behind the scenes of hilary duff in her movie war inc. I WANT. and wow, i was talking to nanthiniy about us not knowning most of the work she has done.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;wet roads. puddles. that was the nice tough to the yishun estate that i saw when walking back after gym. (STILL cant trust her laang on his bike :D HAHAHA maybe next time i'll take a lift from him)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;그럭저럭 견뎌낼만해&lt;/strong&gt; - haru haru by big bang&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;singing on the way home with my voice being drowned by the passing cars is the best feeling ever cause no one hears and no one will care. so its like public display of vocals without having to care about losing pitch :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;And you're my survival. You're my living proof. My love is alive and not dead&lt;/strong&gt;" - i'll be by edwin mccain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;gyming with y2k hits on class 95 is AWESOME :D LOVE IT. omg i heard so many old songs that put a smile on my face instantly. and heard the songs that i wanted to download LONG AGO.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;THANK GOD my Ulead GIF Animator 5 TBYB expires today as the last day and that i can still do this: (the photoshop imageready will killing me)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and thank god its less than 200kb so i use it as my msn icon :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="1" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2531/3709818470_0ec721d2f5_o.gif" width="200" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;yes. its actually part of SEA project HAHAHAHA. oh my elmo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-2872042997625439432?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/2872042997625439432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=2872042997625439432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/2872042997625439432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/2872042997625439432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/ain-and-nanthiniy-came-over-to-work-on.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-6709217677304992656</id><published>2009-07-10T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T07:37:58.592-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESCAPE - VIDEO GAMING ALTER-EGO MANIAC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;guess its a good thing that we have mrs low as our new history teacher? she's pretty good. i'm a little surprised by the stuff we lack when under mr tay. but mr tay's still good. guess so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Shivam: you know you look a lot like mr tay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Jarratt: OMG not you too. i don't want to hear it from you too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*5 seconds later..*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Jarratt: ... really?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;had about oh i dont know 5 hours plus of break today? gosh. and wow, received the remaining SEA hist and IN notes today. just in case h1n1 closes school o.o and i failed IN hist, which is a sad sad thing. and my life will be over if i fail SEA hist cause i gave up IN hist studying time for SEA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;lester had this sudden random idea of a SG photo and i had to hunt for a shirt cause i was in my house tee. thank God anand was there to give me a spare shirt. AHAH odd, he's been borrowing pe shirts from me like 5 times and its my turn to borrow it from him. early intention was to drag dew and switch outfits with him. but the spare shirt was so much easier.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;gosh, wearing the borrow uniform makes me wanna buy a new shirt. my current shirt is too small. and my pants is too big. cant believe they ran out of sizes during the orientation week.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;OHOH while i was chatting with jeanette and elizabeth, who were happily making fun of the new fishes in the pond, saying they are getting jiggly with it and have the small fishes as their children.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Elizabeth: OH look! one of them made pass the weed thing (HAHAHA i swear i cant quote her properly so its SOMETHING like this), it must be thinking 'mummy mummy, what are doing to daddy' "&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;HAHAHA omg so mean!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;so while i inched closer to look at the other small fishes, xavier pushed me towards the pond and pulled me back up&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Xavier: "OH JARRATT, i saved you!'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;IDIOT. and the new IN hist kept calling xavier as 'savior'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;OMG i never knew there was another part of the school. actually, i been there during orientation but i forgot about it. lester calls it the "container". so cool! and its air conditioned! great for studying. had hell loads of laughs with the SG. omg, nick was watching the Chuck dvd on his lappy! i swear he's addicted and i shouldnt had given him disc 3 and 4 today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;well its nice to have a SG photo. just hope they publish it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;went for the environmental ambassador meeting after school. i'm helping yi fei in the powerpoint slides for mdm koh. i do believe i should do the designing of the event program booklet instead, but i rather work with yi fei cause its fun. i volunteered to help with photoshop for the booklet though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ANYWAY, the name "environmental ambassador" kinda makes us sound as if we are planting trees for the school, but we ARE NOT. but now, i think we officially can be called for that cause we received a project about going to N2 cluster schools and get them to donate used cooking oil to convert for bio diesel. gosh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;but it sounds fun cause i wanna go back to yt :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;anyway&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;blueblaz is fun. cant get the story yet but i love using jin so far.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;thats all for today? tmr's a busy day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;days like this, i love my SG.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;minus lester cause he's been a weijin today cause weijin is not in school and lester had every impulse in channeling him. weirdo. and gave random "elmo sucks" during lecture.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;he must be destroyed. :/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;OHOH&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Lester: "how do you write "wake up from a nightmare" in chinese?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Jarratt: HAHA-YOU-SO-DONT-WANT-TO-HEAR-MY-DIRECT-TRANSLATION :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;glad to see samiare and quan yi during chinese lecture today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;my god, 66 for maths cause i screwed up my binomial by writing the wrong calculate figure. and calculating "what could had been" marks sucks big time. at least i got the tougher normal distribution questions right. sad eh? too bad. want an A.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;well, too bad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;the evoution of procrastination:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;first it was writing on post-its and flooding my tables with it or putting it under my mouse pad on purpose&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;then it changed to me trying to be more environmental friendly and use my computer's notepad instead and now my desktop's flooded&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;used my blackberry for reminders which i had been snoozing my work since the first day i brought my phone&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;now? i'm marking my text messages as "Unopened" (same goes for emails) as "reminders" for myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;UPDATE: and OH, dropping newspapers on the floor as a "reminder" to read 'em doesnt work too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;OH? my RMS said i scored 60 for chinese... mm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-6709217677304992656?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/6709217677304992656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=6709217677304992656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/6709217677304992656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/6709217677304992656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/guess-its-good-thing-that-we-have-mrs.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-7405602268506306035</id><published>2009-07-09T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T07:40:52.856-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESCAPE - VIDEO GAMING ALTER-EGO MANIAC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;influx of new games. omg makes me miss chinese new year breaks when i get to video game. i remember spending my time playing Mega Man Legends 2 every CNY :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Trine. Dragon Age Origins. MH Freedom Unite. omg. need to read up more about them before making my choices. i do miss playing a solid adventure play on my PSP. i'm on the fence on the Prinny one cause it tooks arcade ish and i really want adventure games.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;wow, i actually miss PSP moments with jing yee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-7405602268506306035?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/7405602268506306035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=7405602268506306035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/7405602268506306035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/7405602268506306035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/influx-of-new-games.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-2198474025966745732</id><published>2009-07-09T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T05:29:19.355-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;pleasant day? hahaha my struggle is so much on athletics. hands down. my sitting place is stupid. its either so far away at the back row that i can't reply to mr sng's weird remarks. or its too near in the first row that the screen is 1 metre away from my face during maths class, and we all know that mr poh loves to use the projector.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;HAHAHA dont know what happened to me. i suddenly forgot how to do the TR econs shit thing. and miss aminah called for the last row.. again. nick and i gave up our seats for some other class people. sooo we were called. thank God keith was called down, for some odd reasons, and reminded me how to start.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;thanks to the new seating plan, there's only.. 4 people at the last row. and you can imagine how stupid it was cause the 4 of us kept getting targeted until miss aminah decided to target some other random people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;its amazing i'm gonna stay alive.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;saw her laang after school. AHAH almost went to the gym with him. but i figured it was a bad idea to take his bike ride to the gym in the slight drizzle rain. so i think we'll be meeting on sat?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;saw nicole and her parents just now. aww nice bunch of people with good english skills :D finally received back my michael buble: call me irresponsible, persona 3 fes and 4 cds with guidebook :D YAYE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;song mood: thats life live by michael buble at madison square garden. super good :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;gotta go to school at 7.40 for lessons. well, gotta suck it up till the school finds a history teacher replacement.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;the elmo that ann gave me lost its eye :( it happened to the cookie monster too. great, now both of 'em dont have a left eye each. well, actually, they do have replaced eyes if you count the marker mark i drew on spot where the eyes used to be :D HAHAHA. omg.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-2198474025966745732?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/2198474025966745732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=2198474025966745732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/2198474025966745732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/2198474025966745732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/pleasant-day-hahaha-my-struggle-is-so.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-6490383735618763146</id><published>2009-07-09T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T09:43:23.095-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;FALSE HOPE:&lt;br /&gt;its the part where i wanna be &lt;em&gt;the one&lt;/em&gt;. but can't be cause we can't communicate on any level. and it doesn't make sense to keep the hope going just because i like you. but with all that said, i still like you quite a fair bit. which just makes it pivotal. and each day drags one with the moments we have or miss out on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;chuck! lou &amp;amp; chuck. himym! victoria &amp;amp; ted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CM841tw-8fk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CM841tw-8fk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;"dream days away, but that’s okay" - Only Fooling Myself by Kate Voegele.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-6490383735618763146?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/6490383735618763146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=6490383735618763146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/6490383735618763146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/6490383735618763146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/false-hope-its-part-where-i-wanna-be.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-232781854497406276</id><published>2009-07-08T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T03:05:04.166-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i felt a little used. it was a little silly for me not to see it coming. catalyst in letting it go wrong. i should had asked my friend if she was okay online cause she sounded really dead. and ignored it thinking she's busy with studies and that i'll ask her at mt tmr. then, another person was asking around blogs and i kinda was silly enuff to added into my blog. thankfully she didnt have a blogger and pursued going into my blog for links. and long story short, something really bad happened to my first friend and yeah. i should had been more careful. thats why blogs should be private. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i talked to that friend of mine during mother tongue lecture and during the break after my class photo shoot and before cca photo shoot. and wow, deep mess. i do hope nicholas and i can help her out. or at least make it less bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;but it really feels bad especially at the crude remarks she received during mt lecture. part of me wished i was there, but what can i do? shout at them? then again, she saw it coming cause her remarks for the start was bad to begin with. it was just tragic that things was spilled and everyone else knew about it. and part of me wished i paid a bit more attention to the blog posts and stopped it long ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;really regretful and its a real pity to see so much remorse in that friend of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;and thats how really bad jc is. i'm really glad that so far my friends are really supportive and that i'm keeping a damn low profile. yeah, sometimes i attract to much attention to myself from random acts to starring at the wrong person. but thankfully none of those have any visible impact to come back and bite me back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;for a start, real glad that my SG's really supportive and friendly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;anyway, back to daily stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;econs sitting plan. great miss aminah placed our class at the back row. only thing, we werent at the back row today cause one of us calculated and made sure we avoided it while looking as if we were at our assigned seats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well, at least now we know we dont need to rush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;really miss the 5mins thing on wed. SEA and ECONS never felt so long. learnt loads during the econs tutorial with the new econs teacher. mr nair's lit class is just as fun as ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;by mt lecture, i began to feel those really stupid feelings. wished i just ran away at that time. i cant remember what they were but i know they are still there somewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;class photo. shucks nanthiniy didnt make it in time for the formal shot. but thankfully she made it to the informal one. khair.. disappeared. wth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my god, thank God i followed the suggestion of taking ALL the fencing suits and all. loads of people had to borrow from the store. didnt get why i had to be the one to call the people who is not here yet. just hope that everyone returned everything they borrowed. and wow! disinfectants in the box! kudos to whoever brought it! and its not even expired :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;mr leong was nice enuff to appear and help me open the storage area.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i obviously know practically nothing about fencing since i didnt bring the long socks or even know about it in the first place. should had pay attention at the yj magazine photograph, with our fencing club's photo in the Open House article, that mrs chen gave yesterday, i would had realised. well at least jian hao, fellow quarter master, was there to show off the leg hair -.- god. not that it can be seen in the photo. but i'm sure the socks looked damn obvious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;god, yee kiat wore this really small suit and tried to flex and do splits and he ALMOST tore the pants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;guess thats all about today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;unsound feelings. but who really cares about them anyway?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i wonder if i should had asked mr ong about my SEA results when i saw him outside the staffroom just now. i dont get him. sometimes i really wanna say he's nice. sometimes i wanna say otherwise.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;OH some funny moments:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;fatimah was bragging about how she had one of her block test 3weeks later or smth cause she was quarantined.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;fatimah: see lah. make me quarantined. make me watch tv, play computer, watch movies. its only fair that..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;we recieved this term assignment for history&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;nanthiniy: omg i'm gonna do it now! i keep procrastinating!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;jarratt: but we have not learnt anything about SEA political structure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;during lit:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;nicholas: eh! you know that grouch.. dont know what show you lent me? DAMN NICE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;jarratt:.... grouch..? sesame street? the one in the dustbin..? lent you..? OMG THATS THE CHUCK DVD YOU A------.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and also during lit:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;lester had this really stupid obsession of needing to write nickname next to ALL of our name. mine was initially "elmo" and then today, i realised he added "sucks" next to it. so i scribbled extra stuff next to his name. i originally had &lt;strong&gt;PIMP&lt;/strong&gt;LESter written on it. anyway, mr nair saw the nicknames and called lester: strawberry. xavier: hair. zhiwei: communist. it was funny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and during recess:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i had hell of a fun time chatting with lisa about HIMYM and while we were talking one of our classmates told her that there is something on her shirt and she saw a moth and screamed REALLY REALLY REALLY loud until almost everyone near her in the canteen kept silent and starred at her. and HAHAA i didnt help out cause i burst out into insane laughter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;well, kinda glad that everything worked out fine? a little worried about my friend and i do hope everything will fall into place for her without hurting her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-232781854497406276?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/232781854497406276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=232781854497406276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/232781854497406276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/232781854497406276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-felt-little-used.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-394651282689891716</id><published>2009-07-07T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T06:43:38.746-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAMILY BONDS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;well finally school reopened. i was studying econs and was stumped so i took some time to check the internet and blog instead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;guess its kinda demoralising to start off the day with PE eh? but thats something that i've got to face.. pull ups. and soon that morning thing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;well i'm really glad to see most of my friends at corridors or at random places. can't believe most of 'em said hi to me even though some of them are really basic acquaintances and we have not seen each other for ages. and i'm really glad to see yu ding which i had a great deal in chatting with during break. so coool, chatting her is the best stress relief.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;kinda odd to find random people talking to me about their problems today. but i'm glad that they did. didn't know they felt the way in some issues in school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;god, the sitting plan sucks. i'm squeeze right at the end for all but i'm glad that i'm still listening in class. but its okay? well i really wish to sit with samiare, quan yi and nicholas in chinese class. had a lot of funny stories to share. especially Radar MV. AHAHAHAHAH. so i caught up with them in my extra break since mr sng wasnt in school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;funny thing, lester skipped schol (i think) cause he couldnt finish gp hw in time. and guess what? mr sng wasnt even in school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;glad that ann liked the sheep i gave her :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;new econs and lit teachers. lit was funny today, gosh, but i feel bad for having so much laughs cause i miss mr wallace. mmm. the new econs tutorial teacher was super quick and good. learnt and revised loads. something is wrong with the notes. shucks, miss aminah is so gonna kill me tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;high chances of being in the back row tomorrow cause there's temp taking. shucks. well who cares. i read ahead, so glad that i did. bring the f on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;mrs chen gave us a long talk about uni admission which i found every hint of truth in it. gosh, well. mmmm. don't ask me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;mr ong had an extra sea lessons which wow, he's like happy today. answering 7 stupid questions from my class even though he said it three times. we're screwed cause mr tay left and there's a big hole in our history slots and there's now irregular tutorials. once after tuesday's CTG time. another one before school start on friday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;shit. well, they have only 2 teachers left for history. and i kinda admit he really gave in a lot for us. we overlooked him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;anyway on the bright side. no hist tutorials in our original timetable means we dont have to be at the back row for miss aminah's thursday lecture. i hope the sitting plan will be in my class's favour.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i'm disappointed in the photos that the school chose for the newsletter. really disappointed. and grossed out. but anyway. mdm ho talked to me about photography today at my break. and i do need to keep in mind of the bigger picture.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;thanks mdm ho.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i do believe i learnt a lot of life lessons from my teachers today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;keep reliving Persona scenes in my head as i live my day today. PE and all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;took a nap when i went back home. woke up to the song JUST DANCE in my head. omg.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;hilary duff's "just do it &lt;em&gt;with love&lt;/em&gt;" ending part is in the head. the action she did with the hands to "brush off" and the one where she "covered the lens" and the one when she leaned forward and did that well i cant describe. awesome.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i found spider web in the pull up bar that i USED to visit oh so often. wow. that tells a lot of my commitment to training.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i'm picking my fights from now on. i'm gonna ask myself if i really want to do this NOW. and start controlling my time. take charge. pick what really matters to me. a lot of people shared their expectations of me today soo i gotta start acting like one that meets those. right frame of mind. sensible and calm. what the time right now had been better spent on something.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"I know somehow we're gonna get there" - leave it all to me by miranda cosgrove&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"There's no chance unless you take one " - leave it all to me by miranda cosgrove&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;went over to grams house to take dinner for parents at 8. wonder how long i can keep this on. hope for long. if it is hard on me, its tougher on my parents.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-394651282689891716?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/394651282689891716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=394651282689891716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/394651282689891716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/394651282689891716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/well-its-finally-school-reopen.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-1273040253174103707</id><published>2009-07-06T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T05:41:55.132-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I FEEL ALIVE CAUSE THERE&apos;S NOTHING LEFT TO FEAR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i read about Thembi's AIDS Diary not long ago on TIME magazine. i wanted to use that small article for my article review. i guess through divine intervention, i couldn't find the article cause my room is in post-exam mood (messy like hell) so i went to find it online and ended up with the REAL audio diary. &lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/podcasts/series/docarchive"&gt;http://www.bbc.co.uk/podcasts/series/docarchive&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and wow, its really inspiring on how she continued to live on and recording down really personal moments like telling her dad she is HIV positive. and even decided to share it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;anyway, nicholas, diana, nanthiniy and ain came over for SEA proj. ALMOST done. we had so many cheesy ideas thrown around. YAYE my elmo's gonna have some air time :D HAAHAH just hope we have time tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;tomorrow? wow school. i feel kinda calm. kinda like persona 4. one step at a time. one bit at a time. do need to find gym time after school. take it slow. relieve myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i took it easy today. laughed with the SEA group. slow walk to grams house. chat with my relatives. took a short nap. not rushing hw.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;god i had mac delivery 2 times in 6 hours :D AHAHAH oh well. i will work it out in gym.. hopefully.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i'm not that nervous about tomorrow. i have that slight disturbance about school but i guess after laughing with my friends just now, i do feel prepared. i miss some of my friends. and i think i can get back to the groove of studying hard and having my homework done 3 days before the date due. mmmmmm, i do need to start reading ahead of notes. especially SEA. learnt my lesson.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;anyway, words can't express how calm i feel. taking it easaye :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Kr9_5uZn6ds&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Kr9_5uZn6ds&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="460" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0JccudODwwY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0JccudODwwY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="460" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;nick showed us the ellen clip. this clip didnt have the dance that ellen did. but the thought of JUST DANCE (lady gaga) kinda made it all feel better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;simple. JUST DANCE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i may lose myself to the fear of getting too old and losing my chances in college. but i guess i'll find myself back again from the mess from all the songs i have in my arsenal. plus, gLee and whatnot are being released in sep so i do have some mediums to find who i used to be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i feel calm :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;there was this STRENGTHENING YOUR CORE MUSCLES thing on the LMS. and i wanted to open it cause i wanted to check it out BUT didnt cause i'll leave my name in the history. SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO when nick was using my com to access the LMS, i hijacked it and opened the file.. TWICE :DD AHAHAHAH now nick's name is on it. MWUAHAHAHA evil.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-1273040253174103707?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/1273040253174103707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=1273040253174103707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/1273040253174103707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/1273040253174103707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-read-about-thembis-aids-diary-not.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-9181725634570343958</id><published>2009-07-05T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T05:45:58.973-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESCAPE - VIDEO GAMING ALTER-EGO MANIAC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="1" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2585/3690170520_a0fb8355c8.jpg" width="500" height="313" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;HAHAHA this photo cheered me up. i never thought i'll see it :D HAHAHA at shi mei at her attempt to get the photo to herself by getting closer to the camera only to find herself being FLASHED and losing the shot. HAHAHAAHAH. diana looked top-model pre-screeened *GASP*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;gLee's SIT DOWN, YOU'RE ROCKING THE BOAT cheered me up cause artie's hitting for the high notes one by one with each down down down down was somewhat strong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"sit down sit down sit down sit down sit down, you're rocking the boat" :DDD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and WHOAA lester cheered me up when he said he ACTUALLY did his PW research :D so proud of him. i was feeling lousy cause not everyone in the groups i'm working in are helping out or caring as much. and i'm pretty glad that nanthiniy has been in almost every one of them to help.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;anyway. random wallow of pain:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you chose your lover over your friend&lt;/strong&gt;. good for you. its fucking obvious. you do know the amount of pain he brought to you right? i dont want to hear it. i bet the next time you're talking to me is cause you need help. i'm not listening. fuck you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my fitness is crap. so i guess i didnt make it in time for my "i gotta be this strong so i can retake napfa before school reopens and skip the morning thing" well i live so damn close to school anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;gotta work damn harder for acads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;blade skill sucks to the core and i'm not heard in the club (well li li's helpful) and i don't quite care cause all i'm obliged to do is to set things up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;social links been bad (minus the few moments that happened just now that cheered me up).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;no longer have the friends that i can connect on every level. don't have the "our costumes just came! thats right! thats why we are best friends, ted" - marshall kind of thing (well he said smth like that).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;rainy days remind me of persona 4 which i wish i was the protagonist in persona 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;been snooozing my phone reminders which is procrastination at its best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;people that i'm working with are too screwed to care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;low profile all these while, does that mean i'm becoming invisible?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not able to connect with some people who i really want to. missing the great chance of being great friends with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i can't stand some people even though i'm having fun time with them at times which means i need to start working on my people's skills case most of them are pretty awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;OKAY. i brought starbucks coffee drink from a petrol station so i gotta..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;do gp&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;practice mother tongue orals&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;do pw&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and some other random stuff that strikes to me last minute.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-9181725634570343958?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/9181725634570343958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=9181725634570343958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/9181725634570343958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/9181725634570343958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/hahaha-this-photo-cheered-me-up.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2585/3690170520_a0fb8355c8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-777915116487466350</id><published>2009-07-04T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T08:18:56.388-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i find the non-existence of 90% of my friends to be unbelievable. MIA is fine. and too bad if they are that busy to never come back, nobody revolves their lives around anyone. but when they start ignoring you for a whole few good months (by that i mean direct forms of messaging), its f irritating. and its especially bad cause they keep dropping hints of how we are distancing when they are the one who ignores the forms of communications. i'm not showing up at their doorsteps. is it so hard to reply a text? then again, if its a "kk" reply, go to hell, especially when when i sent a sincere message. well most of them are too f-ed up by their relationships anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"i wanna give in, i wanna go out" - beat of my heart by hilary duff &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i find it seemingly suspicious that i have images of hilary duff in come clean and wake up now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;wait till they pop out randomly when i'm caught up in my life and go "omg so sorry, how are you?". it feels like a rinse and repeat thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;what? i do i look like extra baggage?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;and i find myself working and socialising with people who keep asking "OH whats your email/number?" they write it down- never add it. forget you. see you the next time and rinse and repeat after having a long face to face conversation. somewhat appearing only when they need help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i don't think you know. thats cardinal sin on a whole new level.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-777915116487466350?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/777915116487466350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=777915116487466350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/777915116487466350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/777915116487466350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-find-non-existence-of-90-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-3304668242762660550</id><published>2009-07-04T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T08:18:00.867-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="20090704 Refresh" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2222/3686204425_697a2f861a.jpg" width="338" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i went for a photoshoot with jia yin around cityhall/ bugis area. some shots turned out great. Refresh has got to be my new comeback-best-foot-forward kinda of piece.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;had fun hanging out with jia yin. hopefully we can keep this up once every three weeks :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;some other selected shots in my facebook :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5117" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2429/3687017218_512aed2f4e.jpg" width="500" height="333" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;gLee's full song of Somebody to Love (Queen's Cover).. AWESOME :DDD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;guess thats it about today? FINALLY brought a watch... $10 HAHAHA hope it lasts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5125" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2486/3687021878_b886b3eda4.jpg" width="500" height="333" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;ANYWAY have got to stop listening to daveday's parody of 7 things. "you make cardboard look cute" AHAH :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-3304668242762660550?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/3304668242762660550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=3304668242762660550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/3304668242762660550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/3304668242762660550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-went-for-photoshoot-with-jia-yin.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2222/3686204425_697a2f861a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-7116807122630120191</id><published>2009-07-03T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T05:39:04.503-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESCAPE - VIDEO GAMING ALTER-EGO MANIAC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_4845" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3539/3684399280_71b29c9bf8.jpg" width="500" height="333" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;first of all, went to eat lunch with yan zhen and yu ding :D argh, yan zhen can't make it for billy bombers cause of lit exams. SOOOOOOOOOOOOO, we ate pizza instead. instead of pizza, yz ate pasta and i ate baked rice at pizza hut (which sucked). yu ding was the only normal one to eat pizza at pizza hut :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I SAW DEVIL SUMMONER 2 AND BROUGHT &lt;strong&gt;IMMEDIATELY&lt;/strong&gt; :DDDD OMG TO THE JACK FROST IN THE OUTFIT! i do wish to have a Persona 4 Jack Frost though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;AND OMG i saw this Adevent Children AC COMPLETE PS3!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG00057-20090703-1253" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3542/3684402020_9f5e14533f.jpg" width="375" height="500" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yu ding turned around right when i clicked the shutter. aww&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG00058-20090703-1255" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2428/3683589871_124cb66f67.jpg" width="375" height="500" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;we saw &lt;strong&gt;LOADS of elmo today at action city&lt;/strong&gt;, vending machines and other random stalls! :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD super cool! OH LOOK! the same elmo that tempted me at suntec city! AHHAA i learnt my lessons. instead, i spent my precious $1 coins at a capsule to try to get a SHUAN THE SHEEP for ann. but i ended up getting the fat grass eating and the baby. mmmm?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;HAHAH close enuff :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;I remember stormy weather The way the sky looks when it's cold. And you were with me, content with walking. so unaware of the world&lt;/strong&gt;" - Tuesday Morning by Michelle Branch&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_4847" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2430/3683589555_f3a4cef0a0.jpg" width="333" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;well, had loads of laughs today. :D fun. great thati caught up with yz and yd :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;yes yes that photo was editted :D HAHAHAHA. and by edited, i mean &lt;em&gt;edited&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;OMG FINAL FANTASY XIII E3 PREVIEW ON THE PSN STORE IS SUPER COOOL. but ic an't help but feel i'm only getting to use 5 characters. the rest are in hiding? or not gd enuff?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="HELLO ELMO" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2664/3683607429_c3e4666de3.jpg" width="500" height="313" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ANN sent me this animated GIF of the elmo emotion that i like to use randomly in conovs :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD super cool. but that gif has one fast elmo. makes you wanna dance. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;must. stop. listening to.. radar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;prays that hilary duff's role in gossip girls will rock the house.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;And if I notice you I know it’s you. Choose you don’t wanna lose you’re on my radar (on my radar) on my radar (on my radar) When you walk (when you walk) when you talk (when you talk) I get the tingle, I wanna mingle, that’s what I want (that’s what I want)&lt;/strong&gt;"- radar by britney spears.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;god the dance remixes for radar i heard so far is a little generic from the rest.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I SAW A COOKE MONSTER WITH AN ELMO NOSE :DDDD HAHAHAHA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;a chat long from SG 24's random chats:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*MEGAN FOX #1 FOR THIS YR'S FHM TOP 100 WOMEN &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*HILARY DUFF # 40 =DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDd &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;[Lester™] &lt;3&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;*Megan fox ftw lol &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;dianabrody says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*hahah hilary duff loser &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*http://www.fhmonline.com/Site/customPage/DefaultPlain.aspx?ID=40663 YEAH BABY &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*HEY &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;dianabrody says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*OMG JARRATT U READ FHM? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;[Lester™] &lt;3&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;*OMG &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*http://www.fhmonline.com/Site/customPage/DefaultPlain.aspx?ID=40553 HD FOR THE WIN &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*NONO &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;[Lester™] &lt;3&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;*SECRET REVEALED &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*I SAW HILARY DUFF'S FAN WEBBIE AND THEY MENTIONED IT &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;dianabrody says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*omg &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*NONO &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I remember black skies, the lightning all around me..... I remember each flash, as time began to blur.... says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*ho &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*ahhHHH JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*=( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I remember black skies, the lightning all around me..... I remember each flash, as time began to blur.... says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*nice one jarratt &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;dianabrody says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*fhm...jarratt... no link &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*=(( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*HEY &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*it could happen ya know, i'm quite uhh the man? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I remember black skies, the lightning all around me..... I remember each flash, as time began to blur.... says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*yeah &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;dianabrody says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*ya.. uh no, ya feeling it? no? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;[Lester™] &lt;3&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;*she’s the junior Angelina Jolie (but without the orphan addiction). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;[Lester™] &lt;3&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;*lol dianabrody says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*bye jarratt our friendship is over &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I remember black skies, the lightning all around me..... I remember each flash, as time began to blur.... says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*hi -5 mr manly man &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*YAYE &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;dianabrody says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*omg stephan u read fhm too? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;dianabrody says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*WTF? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*shut up, no mentions of girly man &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I remember black skies, the lightning all around me..... I remember each flash, as time began to blur.... says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*did i say that? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;dianabrody says: *GIRLY MANNN &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*IDIOT &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;[Lester™] &lt;3&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;*woot i am coming &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I remember black skies, the lightning all around me..... I remember each flash, as time began to blur.... says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*all i said was that we were guys &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;dianabrody says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*gosh my old calculator aint got no bow~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*ono he quoted from the web &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I remember black skies, the lightning all around me..... I remember each flash, as time began to blur.... says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*geez &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;[Lester™] &lt;3&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;*nippley man &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;[Lester™] &lt;3&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;*lol &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;dianabrody says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*nippley man i met he ate motorboat~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*ewww &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;dianabrody says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*woot im coming! mutton goes yay! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;dianabrody says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*cause it's a yardless day~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*EVERYBODY LETS TWITTER &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*ITS COOOL &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;dianabrody says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*cause i'm pumping ovaltine &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;[Lester™] &lt;3&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;*lol &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;[Lester™] &lt;3&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;*diana &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;dianabrody says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*did u watch the other one &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*EH lester youre suppose to be at econs! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;[Lester™] &lt;3&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;*i am &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;[Lester™] &lt;3&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;*haha &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*tsk tsk &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;[Lester™] &lt;3&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;*the veronicas are awesome &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*they look odd &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*everybody! hilary duff! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;[Lester™] &lt;3&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;*hilary is a slut &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;[Lester™] &lt;3&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;*jk jk [Lester™] &lt;3&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;*lol &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*TAKE THAT BACK &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;[Lester™] &lt;3&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;*hahahah &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I remember black skies, the lightning all around me..... I remember each flash, as time began to blur.... says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*uh &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I remember black skies, the lightning all around me..... I remember each flash, as time began to blur.... says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*compared to people like brit and lindsay &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dianabrody says: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*i hate hilary duff. elmo's hotter than her&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I remember black skies, the lightning all around me..... I remember each flash, as time began to blur.... says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*i think hilary is &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*HAHAHAHAHAHAHA &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;[Lester™] &lt;3&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;*omg &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;[Lester™] &lt;3&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;*diana &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;[Lester™] &lt;3&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;*that is the worst thing i have ever hear u say &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*HAHAHA &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;[Lester™] &lt;3&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;*lol &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*omg that topped "girly man"?! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I remember black skies, the lightning all around me..... I remember each flash, as time began to blur.... says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*elmo is hot? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*HOW DARE YOU LESTER &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;[Lester™] &lt;3&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;*hahahhaha &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;dianabrody says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*hahaha &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;dianabrody says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*elmo is hot lor &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;[Lester™] &lt;3&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;*eew &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;dianabrody says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*his stimulating red fur. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-7116807122630120191?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/7116807122630120191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=7116807122630120191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/7116807122630120191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/7116807122630120191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-of-all-went-to-eat-lunch-with-yan.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3539/3684399280_71b29c9bf8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-7984635304109177135</id><published>2009-07-01T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T09:33:49.329-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;M A FAN OF YOUR WORK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;pwned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cats-eye-view/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/cats-eye-view/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.keneth.info/blog/page/12/"&gt;http://www.keneth.info/blog/page/12/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i hunted down the two shots of Reflections that i liked and omg.. i'm owned.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-7984635304109177135?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/7984635304109177135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=7984635304109177135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/7984635304109177135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/7984635304109177135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/pwned.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-6983280456134783364</id><published>2009-07-01T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T09:24:35.248-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;M A FAN OF YOUR WORK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESCAPE - VIDEO GAMING ALTER-EGO MANIAC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/je4Dm8FlRMo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/je4Dm8FlRMo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i first saw this on itunes. nd i kinda like it. i realised she sounds famillar and looks like.. THE GIRL FROM iCARLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HSWasmw93I8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HSWasmw93I8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;anyway, so this is actually the original version which's super awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QkYeJjTwils&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QkYeJjTwils&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;bryan rice did a cover too! so a fan merged the two versions together which is REALL REALLY REALLY good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ANYWAY, i think the people who won &lt;a href="http://www.reflection.yolo.sg/"&gt;http://www.reflection.yolo.sg/&lt;/a&gt; reflection were real good. i really like the 2nd one for the JC category. and the 2nd one for the SEC cateogry (REALLY GOOD, love the lift idea)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;OHOH i found/stalked one of the the life idea dude's photoblog down :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;WOW its july!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-6983280456134783364?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/6983280456134783364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=6983280456134783364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/6983280456134783364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/6983280456134783364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-first-saw-this-on-itunes.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-7336819806105297375</id><published>2009-06-30T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T03:35:39.713-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;first things first: THE MICHAEL BUBLE MEETS MADISON GARDEN IS HERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;OMG, IT DOESNT HAVE ALL THE VIDEOS. WHAT?! i was looking forward to SWAY, LOST, CALL ME IRRESPONSIBLE AND THAT'S LIFE!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;HOW CAN YOU NOT PERFORM LOST?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;but anyway! ME AND MRS JONES WAS AWESOME. so was I'VE GOT THE WORLD ON A STRING and HOME.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;argh, cant help but feel cheated when they said the DVD was an hour long when 20% of it was the bonus content slotted in with it. MAN.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;anyway, so glad to see the cd in ym mailbox :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;at least there's the Live CD, ripping it into my computer now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;jsut saw shubaa and ruohan and ruzzie at LJ when i was passing shubaa the history notes :D so glad to see 'em&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;AND SO GLAD to get my H2 papers done!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;was thinking about how my photography is preferred to be in the blue tint rather than the orange and BOOM, my michael buble fan version (blue colour) came. and i was listening to home and i've got the world on the string just now :D so cool!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;funny, walked back from north point and passed by loads of yj ppl. dont know a single one of them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;PHOTOGRAPHY:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;will start shooting with jia yin from now onwards! evert 2 weeks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;joined photography club as part timer! first assignment is the jogathon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"my name is michael buble. can't believe you're here already waiting. 'yeah we are waiting, you better be f***ing good!' " - michael buble recalling the time when he performed at the Blue Note and repeating the quote that an old audience lady said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"i was crazy. i was out of mind to think this would actually happen to me. how naive i was. how many people in my position would probably would had been lot smarter than me and say 'this will never happen to me, idiot go back to school'." - michael buble&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"there's no "try" its do or not do" - michael buble quoting a philosopher (aint sure if i heard it right)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-7336819806105297375?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/7336819806105297375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=7336819806105297375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/7336819806105297375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/7336819806105297375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-things-first-michael-buble-meets.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-3385310984516515713</id><published>2009-06-30T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T10:39:33.980-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;THATS IT, i conclude that&lt;strong&gt; i'm made for something specific&lt;/strong&gt;. born to be or something. and its KILLING me that i'm not doing as much photography as i should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;the thought of not getting to shoot the candle scene of the SC investiture KILLS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i've decided to join Photography Club as a second CCA cause the thought of missing out on photo shoots is a KILLER.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i wanna shoot the CCA shots. i have so many fun ideas in my head.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i do hope its not too late?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;volunteer/ second cca whatever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i'm a JC1 and i feel my clock ticking. god, heartrending. MUST DO SOMETHING FOR PHOTOGRAPHY TO KEEP THE TALENT GROWING.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;can't question my stand in fencing, but i still hope to ace it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i do know that photography is what i really like to do and really want it to be a part of me as i progress on from school and onward to the whole future thing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and i can't imagine myself without aspirations of it, being challenged with layouts and ideas. scenarios and all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i KNOW i may not wind up as good as those ppl in clicasia etc etc or as good as joey lawrence OR those people in practical photography or deviantart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;but i wanna try, yeah?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;chances of me making it big with good photos is slim cause i can't see that leaping step yet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and i can't put in words the uncertainty of it. but i do know that i can't stand seeing myself stagnant and not providing my service. even if it is unappreciated and goes off without credit CAUSE I WANT TO SCORE THAT SHOT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-3385310984516515713?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/3385310984516515713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=3385310984516515713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/3385310984516515713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/3385310984516515713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/thats-it-i-conclude-that-im-made-for.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-5700086503651744824</id><published>2009-06-28T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T04:01:03.277-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't get the sudden dreams about people i meet in fencing. and yesterday night's one was odd. in that dream, jian hao asked me a question which i never thought anyone would ask me. and i would never ask myself. so i guess its a subconscious thing of asking myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;oddly enuff, i said 'yes'. and i wanna be accepted for some reasons i guess? i do believe there are elements of truth so it isn't foggy?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i mean, not even caring about being judged. i said 'yes'. don't caring how the events will overlap later.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;how i wish it was that easy in life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but its funny how i never asked myself that before.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-5700086503651744824?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/5700086503651744824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=5700086503651744824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/5700086503651744824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/5700086503651744824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-dont-get-sudden-dreams-about-people-i.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-8529088382827591084</id><published>2009-06-28T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T03:20:19.146-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>don't you just hate that feeling that eats you in the inside? i hate that omg-its-exams feeling. i'm trying to balance the whole i-need-to-study and this-is-how-much-i-will-only-care. i can't find any motivation to build by the strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;here is another layer of my heart in mess: i miss someone that i shouldn't miss.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-8529088382827591084?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/8529088382827591084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=8529088382827591084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/8529088382827591084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/8529088382827591084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/dont-you-just-hate-that-feeling-that.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-2475704751682436993</id><published>2009-06-27T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T22:08:40.690-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've been neglecting this blog thanks to twitter. so i shall add something in here. MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i guess i had this weird dream about fencing. oddly enuff there's a new coach and the club's flooded by with new people. and there were many new moves and techniques that i can't catch up on. then there's this weird mono drama (typical) scene where i was crying at a corridor (typical), odd eh. chen came over to say some odd stuff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;then jia yin called about how to work the psx emulator :D (ohoh, this is real life by now)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;HAHA, pointless eh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;shucks, can't wake up by 9am anymore. so dead when school reopens.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-2475704751682436993?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/2475704751682436993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=2475704751682436993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/2475704751682436993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/2475704751682436993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/ive-been-neglecting-this-blog-thanks-to.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-9125469682711339266</id><published>2009-06-27T01:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T10:52:26.834-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Glee" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2450/3662530161_aea504b5c7_o.gif" width="510" height="755" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE GLEE! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-9125469682711339266?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/9125469682711339266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=9125469682711339266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/9125469682711339266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/9125469682711339266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/glee-by-solitudeworld92-on-flickr.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-5204413774434314944</id><published>2009-06-24T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T04:59:52.304-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESCAPE - VIDEO GAMING ALTER-EGO MANIAC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yahho, watashi wa kattaze~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHA i was watching FF A+ yesterday on youtube and found out the fanfare song  "lyric".&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;btw, &lt;a href="http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/493714"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EPIC BATTLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/493714&lt;br /&gt;FREAKING FUN!&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;the drowsy medicine is drowsy. fell asleep thrice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;didn't gym today cause i had to meet jia yin to pass her my video cam. kinda really wished to have a good workout cause i'm pratically brain dead now. i gotta do loads of push ups and crunches tonight to make up for it then. shucks, school is reopening and i'm not fit enuff for NAPFA. we all wish we could buy that extra 1 weeek of time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;pressed the green button "JOIN TWITTER" today. thanks to the fact that one of the gLee class is a tweeter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SEA sucks. if only life was like 07-ghost and final fantasy and Persona (AT LEAST studying in PERSONA is fun cause of the social links)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;http://twitter.com/joyxsoul TWITTER! gosh i've been tagged on facebook again and i'm tempted to try it out! shucks, but i gotta finish up SEA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 naps + coffee. you are SOO DEAD you stupid SEA history. i'm starting to be delusional thinking that my little effort for SEA is substantial especially since i can do so much more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;"give me a dance floor, give me a deejay, play me a record, forget what they say" - wake up by hilary duff&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm actually proud that not ALL her hits has to be about love. glad there is one thats QUITE trance music ish and its all about letting go and her MV for it is real fun cause it just makes you wanna jump up and down and not caring if you can dance for nuts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;"city's restless, its all around me, people in motion, sick of all the same routines and they need to go, need a getaway tonight" - wake up by hilary duff&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wait till the day i'm old enuff to go out (once in a while) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) chill in the bar with my friends like HIMYM.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2) friday nights at a dance floor "grooving" it all (hopefully by then i'm muscled so it won't matter as long as i'm not an awkward stick dancing. at LEAST be an awkward muscled guy "dancing" :D) GOSH this totally reminded me of barney stinkson in HIMYM grinding. tsk tsk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3) drive myself out with a car or with friends or family. "quick" bite :D? HAHAHA i'm gonna raid esso gas station every night for midnight snacks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4) and of course, family nights.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5) OHOH play upbeat tunes or songs with high bass and sing in the car.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6) AND SO MUCH MORE :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7) YEAH!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;well its all about the growing process. i kinda wish to stay like that forever. but that image of future is kinda inviting, assuming i'll land there. who knows yea? all i can do is to prepare for that future and maybe be kicked to do something else :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;suspend school, not CCA, please *roll eyes*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:80;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;WAKE UP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);  font-weight: bold;font-size:48px;"&gt;Barney: "ted. i'm gonna teach you how to live!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;(its actually quite humorous when chen quotes that!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-5204413774434314944?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/5204413774434314944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=5204413774434314944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/5204413774434314944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/5204413774434314944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/yahho-watashi-wa-kattaze-haha-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-4183716017593659735</id><published>2009-06-24T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T22:23:20.192-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESCAPE - VIDEO GAMING ALTER-EGO MANIAC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>07-ghost episode 12 done! moving on to SEA now. imagining SEA history notes to be 07-ghost scriptures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-4183716017593659735?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/4183716017593659735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=4183716017593659735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/4183716017593659735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/4183716017593659735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/07-ghost-episode-12-done-moving-on-to.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-8953706165862483653</id><published>2009-06-23T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T08:42:38.749-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESCAPE - VIDEO GAMING ALTER-EGO MANIAC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XsNKKnzs77A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XsNKKnzs77A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BVrvoHMJ2kM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BVrvoHMJ2kM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;its beeen like 4 years? since sec1? ahahah yeah been 4 years since i saw this. watched this at the hospital. i need motivation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-8953706165862483653?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/8953706165862483653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=8953706165862483653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/8953706165862483653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/8953706165862483653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-beeen-like-4-years-since-sec1.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-3823273774767292785</id><published>2009-06-23T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T07:28:04.195-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;we're all exhausted by loving someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;looking for. holding on. trying to break loose. moving on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;anyway, part of me wish to be that old me who doesn't give a damn about relationships. i guess i sold myself out cause every one's pressuring me to have one. and is questioning why i'm not in a decent relationship by now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and i do wish to have imitate moments with the s -OMG MOE SUSPENDED CCA, CHEN JUST MESSAGED ME- anyway, someone (OMG i've been watching the news and all my brain cared about was "school's not gonna be extended, doofuses" and didn't pay attention to anything else) OKAY OKAY back to my self-rambling:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;uhh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;well, i lost what i wanted to say.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ahh on a simple note. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;someone to share moments with.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i'm sick of rejecting. and sick of being rejected. ironic eh? i'm too high on my choices. shit me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-3823273774767292785?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/3823273774767292785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=3823273774767292785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/3823273774767292785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/3823273774767292785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/were-all-exhausted-by-loving-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-8912115898799147428</id><published>2009-06-23T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T05:16:00.628-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"no doubt, all in, balls out" - burn it to the ground by nickelback&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-8912115898799147428?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/8912115898799147428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=8912115898799147428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/8912115898799147428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/8912115898799147428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-doubt-all-in-balls-out-burn-it-to.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-258027801471781595</id><published>2009-06-23T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T04:38:31.327-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OUT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAMILY BONDS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;omg, i'm being tagged on facebook for more notes and i'm QUITE tempted to try 'em out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;went over to SGH for my medical today. i don't know what to say. i spent 2 hours plus running to different counters, collecting waiting slips and paying money. mum left early cause i chased her off to work, its nuts and wrong to make her wait with me. so she left me 150bucks which i (guess what?) spent all on them on the medical.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;THATS how omg it is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i just wished i had my wallet so i'll feel a little bit more comfortable in having my extra cash to spend. but thankfully, i managed to have leftovers for a cab home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;AND i wished i brought more ipod touch games and thus shall buy 'em now cause i learnt my lesson. gah to the fact that i spent hours playing ff crystal defenders demo and watching hilary duff podcasts in concert!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;or maybe my psp or my notes would had been a better time killer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;OH this following part feels shallow:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i saw this hot nurse while waiting for the queue to do the tests. so i counted the counters and predicted i'll go to that counter, and i did! YAYE. but before that, i read through my forms and realised that i'm doing TWO tests. *the liquid you get from the toilet* annd.. BLOOD.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;at first i thought it was just you know, blood in the urine test maybe? then the hot nurse took out a needle and i freaked out and squirmed while my blood was drawn out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;sad eh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;anyway, it took me a long while to convince to my mum that i can handle the whole hospital process on my own and glad that i settled everything pretty well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;shucks, i have 2 more appointments up. and they collide with my lessons. :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;since mum left early, i couldn't enter my house (no keys). thankfully, gramps house was a few streets away and WITH SPARE keys. so thank God on that :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i said forget what they say!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"give me a dance floor" - wake up by hilary duff&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i guess that's all about today? gym as per usge.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;wow, my aunt was talking about her bladder problems and turn out she's kinda having the same thing as me. except mine's kidney issues.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-258027801471781595?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/258027801471781595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=258027801471781595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/258027801471781595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/258027801471781595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/omg-im-being-tagged-on-facebook-for.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-429087027487438110</id><published>2009-06-23T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T10:35:34.897-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so instead of sneezing now when about to cry, its yawning. what's next? burping?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-429087027487438110?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/429087027487438110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=429087027487438110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/429087027487438110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/429087027487438110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-instead-of-sneezing-now-when-about.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-6591341237213605772</id><published>2009-06-23T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T10:22:46.742-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c7k2y08dSV4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c7k2y08dSV4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;you gave your hand to me, and then you said hello&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;you gave your hand to me, and then you said&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;goodbye&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;lyrics from "you don't know me" by michael buble.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;fell in love with the song when it was featured in HIMYM. i'm sure its episode 16. the one with victoria. heartrending.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-6591341237213605772?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/6591341237213605772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=6591341237213605772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/6591341237213605772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/6591341237213605772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-gave-your-hand-to-me-and-then-you.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-6581984890424610697</id><published>2009-06-22T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T07:12:30.995-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PLnnbBDyT74&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PLnnbBDyT74&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I EFFING LOVE YOU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i told nanthiniy this:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says:&lt;br /&gt;*http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PLnnbBDyT74&lt;br /&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says:&lt;br /&gt;*OMG&lt;br /&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says:&lt;br /&gt;*OMGOGMGMO&lt;br /&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says:&lt;br /&gt;*you dont know HOW MUCH this video means to me&lt;br /&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says:&lt;br /&gt;*live nation released a few seletced clips of HILARY DUFF's dvd&lt;br /&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says:&lt;br /&gt;*and they missed out A LOT of the songs&lt;br /&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says:&lt;br /&gt;*so that they can sell the dvd&lt;br /&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says:&lt;br /&gt;*BUT&lt;br /&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says:&lt;br /&gt;*hollywood records said no to the dvd&lt;br /&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says:&lt;br /&gt;*and they stopped releasing clips&lt;br /&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says:&lt;br /&gt;*wake up was NEVER released&lt;br /&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says:&lt;br /&gt;*unTIL TODAY&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;okay okay, livenation isnt responsible for the sales. DAMN HOLLYWOOD RECORDS. anyway, so far, all i know is that there are ONLY TWO REAL LIVE clips of wake up by hilary duff. and THANK GOD FOR THIS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;omg if i am at the concert I WILL DIE STRAIGHT AWAY and revive after that to ENJOY MYSELF :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;the amount of "DDDDDDDDDDDD" can't emphasis my EUPHORIA!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;OMG and this after i saw my "I WANT TO GO TO A HILARY DUFF CONCERT" entry :D OMGOGMGOMGOGMG &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;EUPHORIA HAPPY ELATED OMGOGMGOGMG :DDD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-6581984890424610697?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/6581984890424610697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=6581984890424610697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/6581984890424610697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/6581984890424610697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-effing-love-you-i-told-nanthiniy-this.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-4419735646250697190</id><published>2009-06-22T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T06:43:31.139-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Arrivederci, Fiero" IS LIKE one of the coolest himym episode! i watched it like loads of time and i have fun repeating the dialogue! so quotable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;AND&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;since himym on starworld is at 9.15, i have to miss 15mins of news on chnl 5. now i can watch 15mins on channel news asia, watch himym and then watch the remaining 15mins on chnl 5 :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OMG marshall wore bracers :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-4419735646250697190?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/4419735646250697190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=4419735646250697190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/4419735646250697190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/4419735646250697190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/arrivederci-fiero-is-like-one-of.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-3564316507173129189</id><published>2009-06-22T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T04:58:03.748-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAMILY BONDS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESCAPE - VIDEO GAMING ALTER-EGO MANIAC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first thing first, OMG PHOI YAN ZHEN! I'M SO PROUD OF YOU FOR MAKING A WEEKLY REMINDER FOR MONDAY'S HIMYM ON STARWORLD :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;MUWHAHAHAHA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ANYWAY, so glad that mr poh is in schoool today cause there were no teachers to open up the staffroom for us. GRRR, mr ong ignored the door even though i tapped on the glass door for 20seconds like an idiot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;of course, mr poh gave me the talk on how he shouldn't help us open the door due to school structure and rules but gave into me as usual :D he's awesome. and yaye! he even stayed to ensure that he can help us put the equipment back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;AND OMG there was MATHS LESSONS. consultations, actually.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;jarratt: "hey mr leong! are you in school now?"&lt;br /&gt;mr leong: "uhhhhhhhhhh.. no."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;hahaha typical.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i can't do ANYTHING ELSE but "attack" and make miss for fencing. i can't feint nor lunge. shit. and THAT'S ALL I KNOW. i'm the most typical fencer ever. i need to start relying on speed then.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i'm at my SECOND can of coffeee today. which i DON'T THINK its that all bad. i usually restrict to one can a day but i NEED to study.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ANYWAY, i've been exercising a hell lot and been drinking A LOT of water so i guess the caffeine intake won't be THAT harmful?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;OHOH i saw her lung at the gym again!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;turns out, he signed in AT THE SAME TIME as me. just that we didn't see each other.. AGAIN.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;having him at the gym helps. cause i went like "WOW, 50times ISH? thats actually humanly possibly AT THAT WEIGHT OF THE MACHINE? coool, i shall try that.. OMG it works!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;wow, PERSONA social link eh? those requirements. go to the gym after acquiring an athletic skill of 3 and go there for the second time after meeting ________ for the first time to establish _________ social link bonds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;OHOH went back to FFIX last night at 1am. SO HAPPYAYE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i felt a lump in my leg and freaked out a little. and went "oh.. its a mosquito bite", phew, thought i was screwing up my muscles in the gym.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;glad to see my uncle back. joked a little with him today. dad's coming back tonight, hope he's all right.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;STARBUCKS SHOULD HAVE A DELIVERY SERVICE! especially near ALVLS. so they can earn from desperate JC students. naming me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i do believe the workouts are starting to show improvements.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"I'll be love`s suicide " - I'll be By Edwin Mccain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"And rain falls angry on the tin roof. As we lie awake in my bed. And you're my survival, you're my living proof. My love is alive, and not dead" - I'll be by Edwin Mccain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Don't be afraid we'll make it out of this mess" - Love Story by Taylor Swift&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i talked to your dad you'll pick out a &lt;strike&gt;white dress&lt;/strike&gt; an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;elmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-3564316507173129189?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/3564316507173129189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=3564316507173129189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/3564316507173129189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/3564316507173129189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-thing-first-omg-phoi-yan-zhen-im.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-4333622860209568634</id><published>2009-06-22T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T10:08:04.788-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MxTOnycsgiQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MxTOnycsgiQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"I pick myself up &amp;amp; get back in the race" - that's life by michael buble&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i'm waiting patiently for my michael buble dvd. my god i LOVE the song 'that's life'.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Many times I thought of cutting out. But my heart won't buy it" - that's life by michael buble&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;so glad that i ordered the Fan edition with Sway and That's Life. i saw his other concerts and OMG those two songs performed by him is HOT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IWp0Psq7xjE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IWp0Psq7xjE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;OMG the ending was so funny. the starting was coool. 1 2 3 4! BOOM!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;its way hard for me to find the ones that i can love, but then again it makes it oh so much more special when finding that person after OH SO LONG. but then again, so much more frustrating when things don't work out and i have to relook. anyhooo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"win it, rock star quality" - i think that was what one of the contestant said in the second episode of Top Chef Masters&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;finally done with econs book3. just need to ask ann about 2 concepts and i should be fine. gonna wrap it up with a mindmap and memorise from there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;whats book 4 about? HAHAHAHA shucks, will start tmr.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;my ipod touch is starting to play a bigger role in my life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;MY GOD, that new facebook typing game is IRRITAITNG. i played it for 10sec and dropped out AND THEY REGISTERED MY SCORE. so anyone who played more than 10sec will have a higher score than me and facebook will keep bugging me about it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-4333622860209568634?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/4333622860209568634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=4333622860209568634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/4333622860209568634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/4333622860209568634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-pick-myself-up-get-back-in-race-thats.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-4517791003029979970</id><published>2009-06-21T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T07:04:55.516-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>anyway, i want the holidays to be extended because we should avoid mass gatherings especially since a couple of the people are back from the holidays/overseas and some are only back on the last week and therefore need the extra week to quarantine themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i don't think we should wish swine flu to get worse cause that means people are dying. and thats just wrong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-4517791003029979970?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/4517791003029979970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=4517791003029979970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/4517791003029979970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/4517791003029979970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/anyway-i-want-holidays-to-be-extended.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-3217177229937357695</id><published>2009-06-21T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T06:54:24.314-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESCAPE - VIDEO GAMING ALTER-EGO MANIAC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="280" alt="MEGAMAN" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3378/3646255209_b9b547db90.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;HAAHAHA, OKAY chon mun scored his driving license YESTERDAY (happy birthday!). and i suddenly thought of mega-man legends 2 (OH PLEASE LET THERE BE A MEGA-MAN LEGENDS 3)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ANYWAY, i'm imaging every upcoming block test to be a DIGGER license from now onwards. i ripped the fanmade deviantart license template (thanks &lt;a href="http://stixman.deviantart.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stixman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;OKAy, i'm almost done with the 3rd econs book! just THREE MORE PAGES. ahahah sound famillar? i said that for HIST SEA too. had tuition with HY, gosh, need to rush.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i HAVE MY CHOICE! FF9, PERSONA3, MEGAMAN LEGENDS 2 TONIGHT! CHOOSING ONE TO GO BACK TO :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;OHOH yesterday while i was sleeeping, my mind did some thinking and i leaped out of bed elated CAUSE i actually have ONE MORE WEEK for my fitness upgrade! CAUSE OF BLOCK TEST! YAYE, hopefully i can gather more strength from those trainings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;god i played storm of zehir yesterday, steep curve. shucks&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;gonna watch top chef masters episode 2 later!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;god, now my magazine expenses covers:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;practical photography (last 3 issues have been VERY VERY uninspiring. don't think july's issue will be fun cause its about shooting kids. OMG they wrapped it up, so i have no choice but to buy it)&lt;br /&gt;delicious! (food magazine)&lt;br /&gt;men's health :D HAHAHA i need tips! can't keep relying on chon mun, can i?&lt;br /&gt;and my subscription of TIMES (i'm ignoring my straits times now, sadly)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;SHUCKS, the bookshop that i go to all the time STOPPED BRINGING IN ALL THE VIDEO GAMING MAGAZINES! WHY! REMOVE ALL THOSE CELEBRITIES ONE INSTEAD, PLEASE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;eh, why is everyone talking about megan fox? after hearing lester rambling about megan fox being a dude, i see her name EVERYWHERE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;one step at a time. focus on one. do the rest passively.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;dew: but still ur government lock me at my home for 1 week cannot go out :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;HAHAHA he just came back from thailand. that explains his sudden MIA from fencing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-3217177229937357695?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/3217177229937357695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=3217177229937357695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/3217177229937357695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/3217177229937357695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/haahaha-okay-chon-mun-scored-his.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3378/3646255209_b9b547db90_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-497193515283497083</id><published>2009-06-20T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T07:37:42.238-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TOP CHEF MASTER SEASON 1 EPISODE 1 was FUN. AHAH omg the chef contestants for that episode was so nice to each other, when time was running out, one dude even stopped to exchange cooking equipment with someone who needs it. AHHA and when the oven wasn't working, the camera zoomed into the sponsored brand. tsk tsk. ANYWAY, what made me elated was that NEIL PATRICK HARRIS IS GONNA BE A GUEST JUDGE ON THAT SHOW :D anyway. fun episode. WHOA steep curve balls. great improvisations on recipes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-497193515283497083?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/497193515283497083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=497193515283497083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/497193515283497083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/497193515283497083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/top-chef-master-season-1-episode-1-was.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-9119923065616429460</id><published>2009-06-20T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T06:52:58.233-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAMILY BONDS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CHRONICLES OF LIFE AND DEATH'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tuesday's the medical. and with every mention of "protein" in newspapers, magazines or the news is driving me NUTS. and when i went to check up on my condition on the web, NOTHING, and i mean &lt;strong&gt;NOTHING&lt;/strong&gt; looks positive on where this could go. no, i don't want kidney failure. no, i don't wanna be a diabetic. no, i don't want to have high blood pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(am i getting all of these from dad?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i just hope its not too late in any way and i wish all i need to do is restrict my diet and somehow all of these will go away.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yes, i finally told my mum a few seconds ago. gosh, did she almost freak out. you can see the fear in the eyes when i said "hospital".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-9119923065616429460?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/9119923065616429460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=9119923065616429460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/9119923065616429460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/9119923065616429460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/tuesdays-medical.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-6051527821520095530</id><published>2009-06-20T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T03:56:19.074-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there's just too much to read and sort out for SEA history.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there's just too much to read and sort out for SEA history.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there's just too much to read and sort out for SEA history.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there's just too much to read and sort out for SEA history.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there's just too much to read and sort out for SEA history.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there's just too much to read and sort out for SEA history.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there's just too much to read and sort out for SEA history.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there's just too much to read and sort out for SEA history.&lt;br /&gt;there's just too much to read and sort out for SEA history.&lt;br /&gt;there's just too much to read and sort out for SEA history.&lt;br /&gt;there's just too much to read and sort out for SEA history.&lt;br /&gt;there's just too much to read and sort out for SEA history.&lt;br /&gt;there's just too much to read and sort out for SEA history.&lt;br /&gt;there's just too much to read and sort out for SEA history.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there's just too much to read and sort out for SEA history.&lt;br /&gt;there's just too much to read and sort out for SEA history.&lt;br /&gt;there's just too much to read and sort out for SEA history.&lt;br /&gt;there's just too much to read and sort out for SEA history.&lt;br /&gt;there's just too much to read and sort out for SEA history.&lt;br /&gt;there's just too much to read and sort out for SEA history.&lt;br /&gt;there's just too much to read and sort out for SEA history.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;the notes can't get anymore concise. and i tried tangoing with SEA history.&lt;br /&gt;it broke my back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is SEA history:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:65;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SOUTH EAST ASIA HISTORY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;see the difference?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;those who say "no", screw you :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-6051527821520095530?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/6051527821520095530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=6051527821520095530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/6051527821520095530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/6051527821520095530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/theres-just-too-much-to-read-and-sort.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-3422291255367901616</id><published>2009-06-20T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T01:41:32.096-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="313" alt="SEA" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3571/3643561878_d4870fa1d9.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;TAKE THAT! 20pages of notes from the SEA book about decolonisation. it took me a hell of the time cause i need to read through mr ong's "english" (i mean come on, some sentences really did not make any sense), guess through the assumptions, read up on bg info on the names that were suddenly thrown in, highlight important names, see the link between countries cause some names kept appearing and so forth. well can't blame mr ong cause there's REALLY a lot of info in this chapter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-3422291255367901616?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/3422291255367901616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=3422291255367901616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/3422291255367901616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/3422291255367901616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/take-that-20pages-of-notes-from-sea.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3571/3643561878_d4870fa1d9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-4324635477074673480</id><published>2009-06-20T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T03:57:16.375-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="IMG_4789" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3378/3643501324_4b9a963298.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;OMG! THIS MADE ME GIGGLE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I LOVE YOU TOO, ELMO :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;elmo: "let's walk one step at a time, kay?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-4324635477074673480?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/4324635477074673480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=4324635477074673480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/4324635477074673480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/4324635477074673480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/omg-this-made-me-giggle-i-love-you-too.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3378/3643501324_4b9a963298_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-3209758642584309192</id><published>2009-06-20T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T00:23:49.213-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M0lhop2B3uI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M0lhop2B3uI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"And I know you don’t feel the same Cos it’s written, it’s written, it’s written all over your face Remember when we break up and make up And everything would be brand new" - Don't Stay by Laura Izibor&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-3209758642584309192?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/3209758642584309192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=3209758642584309192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/3209758642584309192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/3209758642584309192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-i-know-you-dont-feel-same-cos-its.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-6329136171461245013</id><published>2009-06-20T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T23:36:07.284-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAMILY BONDS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;well instead of wishing for one more week of holidays. i'll take that value of the "extra one week" and integrate into the full one week that is coming up and hopefully get more work done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"hey! i have one more week of holiday left! great! time's enuff" (well its not enuff one bit)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;anyway, if swine flu gets worse, that means more people are likely to get infected. i rather fail my exams/ not play video games than to let that happen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;plus, dad is overseas (so is uncle) and i'm a little worried.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-6329136171461245013?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/6329136171461245013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=6329136171461245013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/6329136171461245013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/6329136171461245013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/well-instead-of-wishing-for-one-more.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-1283817927287396177</id><published>2009-06-20T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T23:40:02.257-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3 MORE F!@#$%^ PAGES TO FINISH SEA HISTORY DECOLONISATION! TAKE THAT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-1283817927287396177?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/1283817927287396177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=1283817927287396177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/1283817927287396177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/1283817927287396177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/3-more-f-pages-to-finish-decolonisation.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-772385310475358314</id><published>2009-06-20T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T23:06:04.634-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I FEEL ALIVE CAUSE THERE&apos;S NOTHING LEFT TO FEAR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CAUSE, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it doesn't make sense for me to fail my ONLY H2 subject that i ACTUALLY have a prerequisite of&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;as yu ding said yesterday : "&lt;strong&gt;TAKE THAT&lt;/strong&gt;!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-772385310475358314?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/772385310475358314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=772385310475358314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/772385310475358314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/772385310475358314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/cause-it-doesnt-make-sense-for-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-3232961808353888845</id><published>2009-06-20T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T22:28:42.361-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I FEEL ALIVE CAUSE THERE&apos;S NOTHING LEFT TO FEAR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="240" width="460"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8fnQZD57eGY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8fnQZD57eGY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="460" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;what is gLee? ahh-glee (ugly) HAHAHA. (thats a quote from one of the previous videos)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ANYWAY, OMG THEY ARE REMAKING SOMEBODY TO LOVE BY QUEEN :D that whelmed up some tears in my eye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-3232961808353888845?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/3232961808353888845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=3232961808353888845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/3232961808353888845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/3232961808353888845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-is-glee-ahh-glee-ugly-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-47573906759453576</id><published>2009-06-20T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T12:20:55.377-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I FEEL ALIVE CAUSE THERE&apos;S NOTHING LEFT TO FEAR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FcZQLnfZ7Ok&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FcZQLnfZ7Ok&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;gLee :D!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;OH reach out and touch me. random song mood. irrelevant.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="240" width="460"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lmSLQz0UMDU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lmSLQz0UMDU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="460" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;gLee is being yourself even if the whole world wishes your somebody else.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="240" width="460"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rMHDhQMomc0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rMHDhQMomc0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="460" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="240" width="460"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/khf-tw4Bk5o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/khf-tw4Bk5o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="460" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;some guy inspired by glee:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="240" width="460"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xIoSTbPt_PI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xIoSTbPt_PI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="460" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-47573906759453576?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/47573906759453576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=47573906759453576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/47573906759453576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/47573906759453576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/glee-d-oh-reach-out-and-touch-me.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-1493427995567288673</id><published>2009-06-20T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T11:39:45.364-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;please let me find someone new to love. cause i hate being stuck. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;also, i'm losing interest in HELM. history sea, just 4more pages till i'm done with decolonisation, can't seem to finish the case study on laos. econs, my god.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;people said that jarratt should take his studies slow or he'll lose interest or get a burn out. so he takes it slow and was consistent. and yet he's still bummed out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;with almost every intention to drop out of jc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;acads and friendships aren't going that smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;what the hell, i shouldn't have apologised and let the apology remain on you. now you're ignoring me? people like to have the last attack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;my god, even cheesy love stories isn't helping now. stuck in a rut.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-1493427995567288673?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/1493427995567288673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=1493427995567288673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/1493427995567288673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/1493427995567288673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/please-let-me-find-someone-new-to-love.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-4969799900566713759</id><published>2009-06-19T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T05:28:18.388-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONA FES - (LIVIN&apos; LIGHT)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(EARLY EARLY EARLY SO EARLY THAT OMG-WHY-AM-I-AWAKE)&lt;br /&gt;MORNING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;had fencing in the morning. i do believe that i'm getting better just that i'm putting feint on hold until i can get it right so i'm parrying A LOT. HAHA well lily was actually threatened by my feint even though i did it to her like 10 times.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AFTERNOON&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i find it to be impossible to finish my meal anymore. i guess its my exam mood. eat 60% of my food and throw away. shit. and today's lunch was chicken cutlet which i must eat every week only that i have not been doing so cause of health conscious.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ANYWAY sea history is KILLING ME. i spent 2 weeks on it with good decent effort and i'm only 15% done. AND I'M NOT EVEN AT THE STAGE OF ORGANISING MY POINTS AND MEMORISING. all i know is viethmn and i'm REALLY SURE the name is spelt wrong. okay okay the notes is right infront of me" vietminh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EVENING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i saw her lung at the gym!!! HAHAHA so odd. its kinda like this PERSONA moment whereby you create social bonds and links after visitng a place after sometime or gathered some status. ANYWAY, i was trying to ease my sore arms and i went "WHOAAA" at the sudden firmness of my arm and do believe my training MIGHT BE going somewhere.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;eh but then again, looking at it now, it looks the same?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;WHO CARES. all i want is to be able to do 7 pull ups and more sit ups. grrr.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i had every joy in singing my way home. i sang along to "split screen sadness" as if i knew the lyrics and as if there was no one else around. but i made sure i had the lyric to this part right:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"So maybe I'll sleep inside my coat and Wait on the porch till you come back home, alright I can't find the fight &lt;strong&gt;So I'll check the weather wherever you are Cause I wanna know if you can see the stars tonight&lt;/strong&gt;" - split screen sadness by john mayer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;cause its a cardinal sin not to get that part right.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"i could be stuck here for a thousand years without your arms to drag me out" - signal fire by snow patrol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;OMG, its like when one person tag you, everyone else starts tagging:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ELIZABETH tagged me. so i listed you all~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;you can just control-F and type your name and see what i wrote about you~.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Write the names of 21 friends you can think off the top of your head, and then answer the questions. Say you’re guessing if you don’t know, but at least guess on all of them. After doing this, tag your 21 friends to do the same.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;1. Joyce&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;2. Lisa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;3. Diana&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;4. Lester&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;5. Keith (Tan)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;6. Jie Xun&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;7. Hoe Keat&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;8. Nicole Voon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;9. Chon Mun&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;10. Susu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;11. Chen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;12. Dew&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;13. Yu Ding&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;14. Ann&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;15. Anand&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;16. Shivam&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;17. Nanthiniy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;18. Charles&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;19. Ruohan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;20. Shubaa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;21. Yan Zhen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;How did you meet 7? (Hoe Keat)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- In YTSS, idiot who kept trying to poke and tickle me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;What would you do if 20 and 1 dated? (Shubaa + Joyce)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- shallow question. and irrelevant due to social circles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Have you ever seen 17 cry? (Nanthiniy)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- Sadly yes, BUT SHE ALWAYS SMILES :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Would 4 and 16 make a good couple? (Lester + Shivam)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- another shallow question. stupid.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Do you want to be 13's friend forever? (Yu Ding)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- YU DING! YES OF COURSE! BUDS FOREVER :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD. YAYE! *EXICTED AT THAT THOUGHT* GLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Do you think 11 is attractive? (Chen)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- HAHAHA of all people to ask. he looks like a japanese cartoon character when speaking japanese? mmm nice hair? tall? bracers are cute?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;What’s 5’s favorite color? (Keith (Tan))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- OMG I DON'T KNOW!.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;When was the last time you talked to 9? (Chon Mun)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- couple of days ago, something about a chalet. think its his poly stuff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Who is 13 going out with? (Yu Ding)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- EH WHY YU DING AGAIN. I'M NOT SAYING. wait, is there anything to say? *GASP AT HER MIA-ING, SHE COULD BE DATING SOMEONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!* CONSPIRACY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;What grade is 16 in? (Shivam)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- JC 1Would you ever date 17? (Nanthiniy)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- its odd dating someone that i know since primary 1. WOW 11 YEARS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Where does 18 live? (Charles)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- SINGAPORE! shucks, i don't know. I SHALL ASK... later.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;What is the best thing about 4? (Lester)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- UHH, best? *thinks* he's kinda funny and nice? helpful? knows a lot of funny youtube stuff? OHOH GOOD GP REP~ HA there you go.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;What would you like to tell 10 right now? (Susu)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- Quit MIA-ing. its fishing irritating. LOTTE DUTY FREE, JI SUNG IS ON REPEAT FOR ME!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;What is the best thing about 20? (Shubaa)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- OMG SHE IS THE BEST STUDENT COUNCIL PRESIDENT WHO I HAD A GREAT TIME WORKING WITH :D.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Have you ever kissed 2? (Lisa)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- Does it count when the "Friends for Sale" owner made me "kiss" her?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;What’s the Worst memory you have of 5? (Keith (Tan))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- i'm not too sure if this is a real memory or not: his tummy going up and down with waves of reverberation. okay its MOST PROBABLY an imagination.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;When’s the next time you’re going to see 4? (Lester)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- i guess during our next PW meeting?.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;How is 7 different from 6? (Hoe Keat+ Jie Xun)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- Well Hoe Keat's very lazy and Jie Xun's very lazy. oppps, thats similarity.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Is 2 pretty? (Lisa)- She's pretty :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;What was your first impression of 15? (Anand)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- Super nice. Super approachable!. and the first impression really counted!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;How did you meet 3? (Diana)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- Same SG!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Is 14 your best friend? (Ann)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- SUPPER SUPER SUPER GOOD FRIEND! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Do you hate 12? (Dew)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- FOR WHAT?! okay maybe a little cause he disappeared from training :( anyway, how can you hate DEW?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Have you seen 18 in the last month? (Charles)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- Not at all, cause of some stuff, hope he recovered. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;When was the last time you saw 16? (Shivam)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- OMG LONG LONG ago.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Have you been to 5’s house? (Keith (Tan))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- No. :( ~ MAYBE ONE DAY! CAUSE WE ALWAYS CELEBRATE EACH OTHER'S BIRHTDAY WITH THE YT PEOPLE! well minus this year for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;When’s the next time you’ll see 10? (Susu)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- Probably never ever again cause she's MIA-ing AND SHE MOST PROBABLY MIGRATED TO KOREA BY NOW AND IS HAVING HER WEDDING WITH DAESUNG. tsk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Are you close to 11? (Chen)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- OH! i don't know, i wish i know? kinda? okay ish? he's spontaneous at convos sometimes. helpful at fencing? hopefully soon in the future?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Have you been to the movies with 4? (Lester)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- NOPE~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Have you gotten in trouble with 8? (Nicole Voon)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- NOPE! we are TWO SUPER GOOD KIDS who repels trouble! HUA! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;HUZAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Would you give 19 a hug? (Ruohan)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- RUOHAN! TIME FOR AN ELMO HUG. DONT RUN!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;When have you lied to 7? (Hoe Keat)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- EEEEK NEVER. FOR WHAT&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Is 11 good at socializing? (Chen)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- OH VERY VERY VERY.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Do you know a secret about 8? (Nicole Voon)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- she knows mine! i know hers! fair trade! HUZAAAAH (again!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Describe the relationship between 12 and 18. (Dew + Charles)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- HAHAAH same ctg. UHH well, i don't think they talk in the same frequency network :D so that explains a lot?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;What’s the best thing about your friendship with 9? (Chon Mun)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- OH he's super nice during debate though him MIA-ing for debate is UGHH. great to get body-building tips from. and great to find someone to chat at 3am cause he 20debate is UGHH. great to get body-building tips from. and great to find someone to chat at 3am cause he practically reside in a different time zone!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;What’s the worst thing about 1? (Joyce)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK, i don't know. her mood swings? real rare cause she doesn't show it to me often.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Have you ever had a crush on 12? (Dew)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- No. *roll eyes* (what a cheap way to get dirt from someone)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;How long have you known 2? (Lisa)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- AWW only this year but hopefuly more years to come~.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Have you ever been in a fight with 13? (Yu Ding)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- slight disagreement? over ghost whisperer, oh my god. hopefully NEVER EVER :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Does 11 have a bf/gf? (Chen)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- Uhhh, i don't think so? maybe he has one secret relationship with someone in WOW? but i do believe he deserves someone like soon. but then again, love doesnt seem to be on his priority.. (robot)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Have you ever wanted to punch 1 in the face? (Joyce)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- OMG FOR WHAT?!?!?!. the thought seems weird.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Has 14 met your mother? (Ann)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- HAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA "met your mother" totally reminded me of "HOW I MET YOUR MOTHER"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ANYWAY, NOOOOOOOOOO AND I DIDNT SEE HER MUM BEFORE TOO! but she left me a red packet when i went to Ann's house to shoot her hamsters with my camera though. aww thanks again! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;How did you meet 17? (Nanthiniy)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- Northland primary 1. OMG PLEASEEE STOP SHOWING PEOPLE MY PRIMARY SCHOOL PHOTOS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Did you ever accidentally physically hurt 21? (Yan Zhen)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- OMG HOW COULD I?!?!? anyway, she's the one who is always "accidentally" hitting onto men's balls.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Do you live close to 16? (Shivam)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- OH MY GOD, i don't know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;What is 8’s favorite food? (Nicole Voon)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- OH MY GOD, I DONT KNOW TOO. OKAY OKAY nicole, your favourite food from now onwards is... apples.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;What kind of car does 1 have? (Joyce)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- she's only 17, my god. ANYWAY, i predict a red car! VROOOM!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;WHOA, chen has like 4 mentions in this facebook note.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ANYWAY&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;STOP WEARING THAT SP SHIRT IN NGEE ANN! (the facebook group that nicole joined is REAL FUNNAYE).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ANYWAY&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;chen sent me a song called "i am the walrus" which reminded me of "extremely loud and incredibly close" by jonathan safran foer. the novel mentioned that song before and i always thought the song will be a silly happy one. anyway, the thought of the title reminded me of the ending that broke my heart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;my favourite book of all time. i might just save this from a burning building. well maybe my elmos and friends and families first.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;hehe. imagine this dude carrying 20++ elmos which cover his head as he frantically rushes out of the buildings. falling and going "SAVE THE ELMOS! GO! GO! GO WITHOUT ME! SAVE YOURSLEVES MY ELMO"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;aww :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;its basically about how a boy dealt with the disappearance of his dad cause the dad was at the september 11 twin tower building. how he tried to hunt down what was left by his dad and found out nothing at all. questioning his intentions in this cat and mouse chase, was it just a way to find comfort or was he lying to himself that his dad was around.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I grabbed the flashlight from my backpack and aimed it at the book. I saw maps and drawings, pictures from magazines and newspapers and the Internet, pictures I'd taken with Grandpa's camera. The whole world was in there. Finally, I found the pictures of the falling body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Was it Dad?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whoever it was, it was somebody.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I ripped the pages out of the book.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I reversed the order, so the last one was first, and the first was last.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I flipped through them, it looked like the man was floating up through the sky.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And if I'd had more pictures, he would've flown through a window, back into the building, and the smoke would've poured into the hole that the plane was about to come out of.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dad would've left his messages backward, until the machine was empty, and the plane would've flown backward away from him, all the way to Boston.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He would've taken the elevator to the street and pressed the button for the top floor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He would've walked backward to the subway, and the subway would've gone backward through the tunnel, back to our stop.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dad would've gone backward through the turnstile, then swiped his Metrocard backward, then walked home backward as he read the New York Times from right to left.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He would've spit coffee into his mug, unbrushed his teeth, and put hair on his face with a razor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He would've gotten back into bed, the alarm would've run backward, he would've have dreamt backward.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then he would've gotten up again at the end of the night before the worst day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He would've walked backward to my room, whistling "I Am the Walrus" backward.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He would've gotten into bed with me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We would've looked at the stars on my ceiling, which would've pulled back their light from our eyes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd have said "Nothing" backward.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He'd have said "Yeah, buddy?" backward.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd have said "Dad?" backward, which would have sounded the same as "Dad" forward.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He would have told me the story of the Sixth Borough, from the voice in the can at the end to the beginning, from "I love you" to "Once upon a time..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We would have been safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;did that make you cry? well it did the last time i read it, until my mum asked me what i want to have for dinner.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ANYWAY&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;here's how our sg24 convos start:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;(｡◕‿◕｡) Lisa says:&lt;br /&gt;*gosh nicholas STOP EATING IN MY RESTAURANT WILL U. its like the 4th time i saw u in there today LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(its the facebook restaurant city application game btw!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;JoyxSoul~! (le-jən-der-ē-rē) P E R S O N A 21 LCCE! pər-soʊnə says:&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHAHAHA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;[~~~Xavier™~~~] UnUn Dramatic?... Confessions of A Teenage Drama King... says:&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-4969799900566713759?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/4969799900566713759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=4969799900566713759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/4969799900566713759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/4969799900566713759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/early-early-early-so-early-that-omg-why.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-3479745113557511999</id><published>2009-06-19T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T09:41:14.142-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NICOLE tagged me. stuff that starts with "J" OMG SO TOUGH! &lt;p&gt;Rules:It's harder than it looks! Copy to your own note, erase my answers, enter yours, and tag twenty people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real...nothing made up! If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. What is your name : JARRATT&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. A four Letter Word : JEST&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. A boy's Name : JEREMY&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. A girl's Name: JENNAYYYEEE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. An occupation : JESTER? JOURNALIST&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. A color : OMG NO SUCH THING&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. Something you'll wear : JUMPER&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. A food : JELLAYYYEEE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. Something found in the bathroom: JUNK!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. A place : JARRATT TOWN (I SWEAR THERE IS SUCH A PLACE) OHOH JAKARTA!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. A reason for being late : JUSTIFIABLE? JAILBREAK?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. Something you'd shout : JAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14. A movie title : JONES, INDIANA HAHAHAHA?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15. Something you drink : JELLY, GRASS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16. A musical group : JIMMY EAT WORLD!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17. An animal : JOEY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;18. A street name : I DONT KNOW&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;19. A type of car : JARGUAAAAAAAAAAR&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;20. The title of a song : JOY TO THE WORLD &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-3479745113557511999?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/3479745113557511999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=3479745113557511999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/3479745113557511999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/3479745113557511999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/nicole-tagged-me.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-2571626687426056635</id><published>2009-06-18T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T07:17:23.473-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="313" alt="ruohan elmo" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3664/3637967911_d89d714cce.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i was blog hopping and this photo in ruohan's blog totally cheered me up after i gasped in utter surprise :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i appreicate how my secondary school friends accept me being random especially when i go "HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLO" at msn. if i were to do to my yj friends, they'll think i'm weird and random.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;its called striking up a conversation. and when i try to share some problems with my yj friends, they just say i'm being random and ovelrook my wanting to seek some comfort in them. laalalalala oh well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-2571626687426056635?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/2571626687426056635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=2571626687426056635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/2571626687426056635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/2571626687426056635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-was-blog-hopping-and-this-photo-in.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3664/3637967911_d89d714cce_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-6576659908022116452</id><published>2009-06-18T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T07:11:37.729-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I FEEL ALIVE CAUSE THERE&apos;S NOTHING LEFT TO FEAR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONA FES - (LIVIN&apos; LIGHT)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESCAPE - VIDEO GAMING ALTER-EGO MANIAC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lEwKj6W14Jo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lEwKj6W14Jo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;reason number 91546546 why I WANNA BE IN &lt;strong&gt;PERSONA 4&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;pursing my true self!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="115" alt="p4_520_120_2" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2328/3637938723_3329e68514.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;NOW I FACE UP, I HOLD OUT, I REACH OUT TO THE TRUTH OF MY LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Seeking to seize on the whole moment to now break away&lt;br /&gt;Oh God let met out Can you let me out Can you set me free from this dark inner world&lt;br /&gt;Save me now Last beat in the soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:65;"&gt;P E R S O N A!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-6576659908022116452?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/6576659908022116452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=6576659908022116452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/6576659908022116452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/6576659908022116452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/reason-number-1546546-why-i-wanna-be-in.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2328/3637938723_3329e68514_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-3943237126115829588</id><published>2009-06-18T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T05:27:07.415-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a part of me just woke up and realised its thursday &lt;strong&gt;and god i hope its not too late&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-3943237126115829588?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/3943237126115829588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=3943237126115829588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/3943237126115829588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/3943237126115829588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/part-of-me-just-woke-up-and-realised.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759294958351461843.post-7512435166199830580</id><published>2009-06-18T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T04:45:58.017-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S SOME SORT OF THE &apos;GUY CODE&apos; KINDA THING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER DAY IN THIS SCHOOL LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCIAL LINKS &apos; UNBREAKABLE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH, i checked my michaelbuble cd status for 3days straight and msut have looked and refreshed at the site for about 60 times. and FINALLY FINALLY, the status changed from "in process" to "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SHIPPED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;which made me throw my sore arms into the air and going "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT" like an idiot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHA i'm so proud of mr nair who worked with mr brown!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K93dCa8GM34&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K93dCa8GM34&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;lester showed us the link during today's pw meeting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;MR NAIR'S A SUPER COOOOOOOOL LITERATURE TEACHER! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;OH i want nobody nobody nobody but you~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n_3MGNVH8qs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n_3MGNVH8qs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;OHOH you can hear mr nair clearly at some parts :D 0.18sec onwards. AHHAA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759294958351461843-7512435166199830580?l=howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/feeds/7512435166199830580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6759294958351461843&amp;postID=7512435166199830580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/7512435166199830580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759294958351461843/posts/default/7512435166199830580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howimeteveryoneelse.blogspot.com/2009/06/hahahahahahahahahah-i-checked-my.html' title=''/><author><name>RareMile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
