<?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-22440772</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:46:28.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alterna</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>320</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22440772.post-7957809152931571935</id><published>2007-10-28T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T15:40:37.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PICSPAM</title><content type='html'>Because I am so crazy and nice, I shall share some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8dHlC2dkhoE/RyQ8QRXVAxI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Zstm3r82Y-A/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126288526091289362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8dHlC2dkhoE/RyQ8QRXVAxI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Zstm3r82Y-A/s320/01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8dHlC2dkhoE/RyQ8gBXVAyI/AAAAAAAAACA/BSrLeChp-98/s1600-h/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126288796674229026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8dHlC2dkhoE/RyQ8gBXVAyI/AAAAAAAAACA/BSrLeChp-98/s320/02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8dHlC2dkhoE/RyQ8rxXVAzI/AAAAAAAAACI/rIDTHfm6Ndo/s1600-h/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126288998537691954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8dHlC2dkhoE/RyQ8rxXVAzI/AAAAAAAAACI/rIDTHfm6Ndo/s320/03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S ANDY beside Alex! (woohoo!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-7957809152931571935?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/7957809152931571935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=7957809152931571935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/7957809152931571935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/7957809152931571935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/10/picspam.html' title='PICSPAM'/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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://bp0.blogger.com/_8dHlC2dkhoE/RyQ8QRXVAxI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Zstm3r82Y-A/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22440772.post-1465232634108825618</id><published>2007-10-27T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T21:39:01.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My mom is currently analysing my paternal granfather's death and it's sickening.&lt;br /&gt;How would you like it if people start taking your death as a lit text and oh, start annotating everywhere and analyse it to death? (forget the puns)&lt;br /&gt;And then hold discussions with friends about whether you made it to heaven or not, then the evidence, then the elaboration.&lt;br /&gt;If people start doing that at my funeral, I'm going to get up from my coffin and give them hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-1465232634108825618?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/1465232634108825618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=1465232634108825618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/1465232634108825618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22440772.post-7441504661853446279</id><published>2007-10-27T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T19:38:38.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"I walked out of there, and I’m not going back. I just leave the memories." - Joe Torre&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's not that I'm not going back; I can't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-7441504661853446279?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/7441504661853446279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=7441504661853446279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/7441504661853446279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/7441504661853446279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-walked-out-of-there-and-im-not-going.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-2475997287380038542</id><published>2007-10-27T19:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T19:25:10.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A quiz from Dawnn's blog. Because I'm bored to the shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How old will you be in 3 years time?&lt;br /&gt;17.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you think you'll be married by then?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 . What do you look forward to most in the next 2 months?&lt;br /&gt;Holidays, sleeping, watching TV, Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Who was the last person you talked to?&lt;br /&gt;My mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What do you think about the person that took this survey before you?&lt;br /&gt;Greatness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who was the last person to text you?&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Who was the last person you hugged?&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;br /&gt;Trying to finish the Shumi Village side quest on FF8; listening to Eyes On Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Parents separated/divorced/married?&lt;br /&gt;Married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Last time you saw your dad?&lt;br /&gt;Friday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What happened at 11:00 a.m. today?&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 . Do you prefer being held by hands or waist?&lt;br /&gt;Anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 . Do you prefer shoes, socks, or bare&lt;br /&gt;Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Are you a social person?&lt;br /&gt;Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What was the last thing you drank? &lt;br /&gt;Daisy milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Favorite ice cream?&lt;br /&gt;Ben &amp; Jerry's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What is your favorite dessert?&lt;br /&gt;That Italian thing which my sister didn't buy back this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Whats your favorite song right now?&lt;br /&gt;The Good That Won't Come Out by Rilo Kiley. *starts singing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Must have for your guy?&lt;br /&gt;(le sigh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you like coffee?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. How many glasses of water a day do you drink on average?&lt;br /&gt;4 to 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 . What do you drink in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;Saliva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Would you rather kiss someone with or without a lip ring?&lt;br /&gt;Without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Nerd or AhBeng?&lt;br /&gt;Dark hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 . Do you know how to play poker?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Any plans for this week?&lt;br /&gt;Figure out stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you eat out or at home more often?&lt;br /&gt;Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Have you ever been in an ambulance?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Do you prefer an ocean or a pool?&lt;br /&gt;Ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Do you prefer a window seat or an aisle seat?&lt;br /&gt;Window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Do you know how to drive a stick shift?&lt;br /&gt;Huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. What is your favorite thing to spend money on?&lt;br /&gt;Alot. You won't want to know the whole list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Do you wear any jewelry 24/7?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Do you speak any other language?&lt;br /&gt;Other than..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Can you roll your tongue?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Who is the funniest person you know?&lt;br /&gt;Alot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Do you sleep with stuffed animals?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What is the main ring tone on your phone?&lt;br /&gt;My phone, is on Silent mode all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Do you still have clothes from when you were little?&lt;br /&gt;Ask my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. What is the color of your bedroom wall?&lt;br /&gt;White.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Do you shut off the water when you brush your teeth?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Are you crushing on someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49 . Do you have any tattoos, or piercings?&lt;br /&gt;Ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Are you bored?&lt;br /&gt;To the shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally it's over. Off to check mail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-2475997287380038542?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/2475997287380038542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=2475997287380038542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/2475997287380038542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/2475997287380038542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/10/quiz-from-dawnns-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-8160760981704934709</id><published>2007-10-26T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T21:14:11.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT A DAY</title><content type='html'>Woke up, mope around, watched TV, laughed at Scrubs and The Office, watched Laguna's son defeating Ultima Weapon, checked time for Stay, listened to same old songs, moped some more, read some books.&lt;br /&gt;Still haven't had dinner, still figuring the same old stuff out.&lt;br /&gt;Not wearing retainers.&lt;br /&gt;Need a decent bath and dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Stressed.&lt;br /&gt;If I could drop out of school, and do something decent for once.&lt;br /&gt;Well if I could have Jack's compass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-8160760981704934709?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/8160760981704934709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=8160760981704934709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/8160760981704934709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/8160760981704934709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-day.html' title='WHAT A DAY'/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-6631906333764350195</id><published>2007-10-22T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T18:26:08.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Windows Live Hotmail is driving my high blood pressure higher.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN IT WHY MUST THEY ORGANISE MY MAIL BY DATE OF ALL FUCKING DETAILS???&lt;br /&gt;So fuck them. Fuck them real fucking hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My inbox is now in a total fucking mess. Shout out to the geeks at Windows Live: THANKS A &lt;em&gt;LOT&lt;/em&gt; YOU JERKS.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to you dickheads, I have 5 pages of mail to sort through instead of just 2.&lt;br /&gt;Happy now? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I skipped CSC today. Sorry Ying Ying; there was no good reason why I skipped it when I knew what we were going to do but &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it. There's just no reason good enough. &lt;br /&gt;And because I skipped CSC my skirt was stained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to take Bio and History next year because I am such a weirdo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-6631906333764350195?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/6631906333764350195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=6631906333764350195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/6631906333764350195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/6631906333764350195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/10/windows-live-hotmail-is-driving-my-high.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-5488600663696077898</id><published>2007-10-21T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T15:58:14.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NEW YEAR'S RESOLUTIONS I MUST KEEP TO SO I WILL LIVE UP TO MY EXPECTATIONS and not those of others:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;quit playing for the choir in church because the bitch is driving my blood pressure up like WHOAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;study like a certain Ms. Hermione Granger or Joanne Low Jie En&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;pass 2.4km&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;stop giggling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;read the Daily Bread like, daily. Because, like , it's the &lt;em&gt;Daily&lt;/em&gt; Bread. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;stop using American colloquial expressions e.g. like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;eat only healthy food e.g. plants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;practice the piano at least once a week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;read more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;watch more television&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, why am I drawing a list of New Year's Resolutions? Might as well plan for 10 years ahead:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;live fast, die young&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Short, straight to the point, simple. And most of all, I likey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is driving me nuts. And I thought exams were bad enough. Hello, post exams activities; byebye, precious time.&lt;br /&gt;Friday was bad enough. &lt;br /&gt;Inline skating and the rest are going to kill me. I have bad ankles, and the less said about my balancing, the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to take History next year because it appeals more to me than Geography.&lt;br /&gt;If anyone say anything more about conservation global warming and BLAHBLAHBLAH to me I swear I am going to do a Choco thing to that dickhead.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you don't know what a Choco thing is? You should. It's cool.&lt;br /&gt;You drive a pencil into a dickhead's eyeball. Or anything else, really.&lt;br /&gt;Or you can do a V thing too. The fingers driving through the chest? Damn it, I WANT TO DO THAT TOO.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, V. That's why History to Geog. any other day, because violence and sadness is much more truthful than hypocritical and endless preachy speeches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lyrcis to Flux has something to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If your right hand is causing you pain&lt;br /&gt;Cut it off, cut it off.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am taking off my retainers. YAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-5488600663696077898?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/5488600663696077898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=5488600663696077898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/5488600663696077898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/5488600663696077898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-years-resolutions-i-must-keep-to-so.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-5830379243799927522</id><published>2007-10-20T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T16:13:04.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogthings spam II</title><content type='html'>Because my brother is being a jerk and he isn't going to Esthar so there's nothing I can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Should Be a Musician&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsortofartistshouldyoubequiz/musician.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a rare combinations of talents: an ear for music, nimble fingers, and the willpower to practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could master almost any instrument you choose to play (if you haven't already!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsortofartistshouldyoubequiz/"&gt;What Sort of Artist Should You Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You mean, like a guitar?? ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Apple Red&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorredareyouquiz/apple.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're never one to take life too seriously, and because of it, you're a ton of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And although you have a great sense of humor, you are never superficial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep and caring, you do like to get to the core of people - to understand them well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, any probing you do is light hearted and fun, sometimes causing people to misjudge you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorredareyouquiz/"&gt;What Color Red Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meaning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Need Some Purple in Your Life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolordoyouneedquiz/purple.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purple will make you feel ambitious, independent, and creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with a little purple, you will project an aura of individuality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want more extravagance, you've got to get a little purple in your life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For extra punch: Combine purple with green or orange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The downside of purple: It can evoke sad feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The consequences of more purple in your life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will feel an increase in your artistic abilities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will find balance in the most chaotic parts of your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will feel calm and will be hard to disturb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolordoyouneedquiz/"&gt;What Color Do You Need?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not blue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are An Attention Seeker&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouanattentionwhorequiz/attention-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're only human, so you can't help but want a little attention every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love the spotlight, but only when it's well deserved. You'd hate to be known for the wrong thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you also don't mind sharing the spotlight. You can easily give someone else credit or a complement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know there's enough attention to go around, and it makes you happy when your friends shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You come across as: Friendly and interesting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People may wrongly think you're: A little more modest than you actually are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouanattentionwhorequiz/"&gt;Are You An Attention Whore?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's why I suppose I have a blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Belong in Brooklyn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whereshouldyourinnernewyorkerlivequiz/brooklyn.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down to earth and hard working, you're a true New Yorker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And although you may be turning into a yuppie, you never forget your roots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whereshouldyourinnernewyorkerlivequiz/"&gt;Where Should Your Inner New Yorker Live?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, erm, &lt;em&gt;ha&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Have a Phlegmatic Temperament&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattempermentareyouquiz/phlegmatic.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mild mannered and laid back, you take life at a slow pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very consistent - both in emotions and actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to absorb set backs easily. You are cool and collected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is difficult to offend you. You can remain composed and unemotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a great friend and lover. You don't demand much of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you are quiet, you have a subtle wit that your friends know well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your worst, you are lazy and unwilling to work at anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You often get stuck in a rut, without aspirations or dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can get too dependent on others, setting yourself up for abandonment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattempermentareyouquiz/"&gt;What Temperment Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can get "too dependent". Oook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait my brother is fighting the Abadon already. Fffffff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-5830379243799927522?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/5830379243799927522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=5830379243799927522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/5830379243799927522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/5830379243799927522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/10/blogthings-spam-ii.html' title='blogthings spam II'/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-1536384943541337228</id><published>2007-10-20T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T12:52:15.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogthings spam</title><content type='html'>Because I am so bored and I have nothing to eat and I finished MR which Joanne lent me yesterday (thanks alot btw :D).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#B6B6C2" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Should Learn Swedish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D7D6DE"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatlanguageshouldyoulearnquiz/swedish.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantastisk! You're laid back about learning a language - and about life in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peaceful, beautiful Sweden is ideal for you... And you won't even have to speak perfect Swedish to get around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatlanguageshouldyoulearnquiz/"&gt;What Language Should You Learn?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;? Alright I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Have Good Karma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howsyourkarmaquiz/good-karma.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In general, you like to do the right thing when it comes to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your caring personality really shines through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, you have your moments of weakness - and occasionally act out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, all in all, you're karma is good... even with those few dark spots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howsyourkarmaquiz/"&gt;How's Your Karma?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good karma! Me! &lt;br /&gt;Whoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Realist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouanoptimistorpessimistquiz/realist.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't see the glass as half empty or half full. You see what's exactly in the glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never try to make a bad situation seem better than it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you also never sabotage any good things you have going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are brutally honest in your assessments of situations - and this always seems to help you cope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouanoptimistorpessimistquiz/"&gt;Are You An Optimist or Pessimist?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sure I am not a pessimist? You sure? You really sure? You really &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; sure?&lt;br /&gt;Because somehow I feel like I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Will Keep Your New Year's Resolution&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/willyoukeepyournewyearsresolutionquiz/keep.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You planning on making a resolution that's smart, attainable, and perfect for where your life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/willyoukeepyournewyearsresolutionquiz/"&gt;Will You Keep Your New Year's Resolution?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I don't even have one yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Can Change Your Life, But It Won't Be Easy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/canyouchangeyourlifequiz/change-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really, truly want to change. You're just not sure that you can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need a solid plan, supportive friends, and a strong will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about times you've made hard changes, and what you did to get through them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A change is in your future - you just need a little help getting started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/canyouchangeyourlifequiz/"&gt;Can You Change Your Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Best Described By...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatfamousworkofartareyouquiz/lonely.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeune Fille Vert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Tamara De Lempicka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatfamousworkofartareyouquiz/"&gt;What Famous Work of Art Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E1E1E1" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Personality Profile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E1E1E1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/worldsshortestpersonalitytest/yellow.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are happy, driven, and status conscious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want everyone to know how successful you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very logical, you see life as a game of strategy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit of a loner, you prefer to depend on yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always keep your cool and your composure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a born leader and business person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/worldsshortestpersonalitytest/"&gt;The World's Shortest Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sound happy do I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be a good girl and put on my retainers now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-1536384943541337228?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/1536384943541337228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=1536384943541337228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/1536384943541337228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/1536384943541337228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/10/blogthings-spam.html' title='blogthings spam'/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-2271543461812935988</id><published>2007-10-19T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T16:21:43.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FLUX - BLOC PARTY</title><content type='html'>And because I owe Cassandra music I might as well put this here and you people can save it or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.canyouseethesunset.com/music/03_bloc_party_flux.mp3"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, but don't get hyper with the mouse because it's not general or emo or American rock.&lt;br /&gt;And the link doesn't belong to me so it might not work. Or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry Cassandra but I will send the files to you soon ok?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-2271543461812935988?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/2271543461812935988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=2271543461812935988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/2271543461812935988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/2271543461812935988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/10/flux-bloc-party.html' title='FLUX - BLOC PARTY'/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-3327114888956091989</id><published>2007-10-19T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T16:13:16.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Because I am so nice I shall share a picture with you people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8dHlC2dkhoE/RxhlH5LnrPI/AAAAAAAAABw/0IMrJ_0U5Ng/s1600-h/tired.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122955762416987378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: help" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8dHlC2dkhoE/RxhlH5LnrPI/AAAAAAAAABw/0IMrJ_0U5Ng/s320/tired.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bollocks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahha. That's all for today I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-3327114888956091989?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/3327114888956091989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=3327114888956091989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/3327114888956091989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/3327114888956091989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/10/because-i-am-so-nice-i-shall-share.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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://bp0.blogger.com/_8dHlC2dkhoE/RxhlH5LnrPI/AAAAAAAAABw/0IMrJ_0U5Ng/s72-c/tired.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22440772.post-1561056615236534390</id><published>2007-10-18T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T22:56:59.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BLOC PARTY HAS GOT A NEW SINGLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just find out.&lt;br /&gt;Watch it &lt;a href="http://www.nme.com/artists/bloc-party/media/848"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-1561056615236534390?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/1561056615236534390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=1561056615236534390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/1561056615236534390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/1561056615236534390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/10/bloc-party-has-got-new-single.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-8321836284308313838</id><published>2007-10-18T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T22:30:51.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Results were a &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;fucking bitch&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Zheng Lao Shi asked me if I lessen my usage of vulgarities recently and I said I &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; used them.&lt;br /&gt;Damn I should really curb my habit of lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my retainers today, and spend the rest of my day threatening my siblings with my strings of saliva.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently the first two days when you put on your retainers you will have a &lt;em&gt;lot&lt;/em&gt; of saliva. And you can't speak properly. You can only like, oh say, generate more saliva.&lt;br /&gt;I'm suppose to take them off when eating.&lt;br /&gt;Look out people for my saliva during recess tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graghragh. My teeth are hurting me like hell and I have &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt; results.&lt;br /&gt;And I can't complain. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Fuck&lt;/span&gt; you you &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;fucking&lt;/span&gt; retainers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-8321836284308313838?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/8321836284308313838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=8321836284308313838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/8321836284308313838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/8321836284308313838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/10/results-were-fucking-bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-2020542066596013280</id><published>2007-10-12T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T18:11:51.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Through the link on Cassandra's blog I went to skateboarding.sg and saw &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.skateboarding.sg/cart/index.php?main_page=product_info&amp;amp;products_id=237"&gt;a skateboard made of &lt;em&gt;awesome&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;IT'S RED AND WHITE OK. LIKE CANDY RED AND WHITE AND LOOK AT THE SKULLS AND LOOK AT ME I AM LIKE DROOLING ALRIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and look at the price. sdhifohfsdjging shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could get that then when I get the red &amp;amp; white Mini Cooper both can match like whoa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-2020542066596013280?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/2020542066596013280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=2020542066596013280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/2020542066596013280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/2020542066596013280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/10/through-link-on-cassandras-blog-i-went.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-7529139239476266544</id><published>2007-10-12T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T17:12:48.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wtff</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Girls begin to talk and to stand on their feet sooner than boys because weeds grow more quickly than good crops. -- Martin Luther&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some quote in &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Guerrilla-Bedside-Companion-History-Western/dp/014025997X/ref=sr_1_1/002-0522680-9938450?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1192156806&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;The Guerrilla Girls' Bedside Companion to the History of Western Art&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And whattt? Apparently Martin Luther felt that "jews are evil and women only exist to have babies."&lt;br /&gt;What a jerk. What a fucking jerk.&lt;br /&gt;And that's not the end of sexism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gustave Le Bon wrote (1879): &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"In the most intelligent races, as among the Parisians, &lt;strong&gt;there are a large number of women whose brains are closer in size to those of gorillas than to the most developed male brains&lt;/strong&gt;. This inferiority is so obvious that no one can contest it for a moment; only its degree is worth discussion. All psychologists who have studied the intelligence of women, as well as poets and novelists, recognize today that they represent the most inferior forms of human evolution and that they are closer to children and savages than to an adult, civilized man. &lt;strong&gt;They excel in fickleness, inconstancy, absence of thought and logic, and incapacity to reason&lt;/strong&gt;. Without doubt, there exist some distinguished women, very superior to the average man, &lt;strong&gt;but they are as exceptional as the birth of any monstrosity&lt;/strong&gt;, as, for example, of a gorilla with two heads; consequently, we may neglect them entirely."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's another good book out there too: &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Bitches-Bimbos-Ballbreakers-Illustrated-Stereotypes/dp/0142001015/ref=pd_bxgy_b_text_b/102-2622715-1772153"&gt;Bitches, Bimbos, and Ballbreakers: The Guerrilla Girls' Illustrated Guide to Female Stereotypes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;I have a random feeling that Joanne is a ballbreaker :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-7529139239476266544?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/7529139239476266544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=7529139239476266544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/7529139239476266544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/7529139239476266544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/10/wtff.html' title='wtff'/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-8933535989121938011</id><published>2007-10-10T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T19:58:36.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A-MONKS SPAM</title><content type='html'>Sorry, but Q Awards was messed up by a &lt;a href="http://www.thesun.co.uk/sol/homepage/showbiz/bizarre/article315794.ece"&gt;stupid spelling mistake&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-8933535989121938011?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/8933535989121938011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=8933535989121938011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/8933535989121938011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/8933535989121938011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/10/monks-spam.html' title='A-MONKS SPAM'/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-3870892420166845644</id><published>2007-10-10T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T19:37:05.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/pages/live/articles/showbiz/showbiznews.html?in_article_id=486584&amp;amp;in_page_id=1773&amp;amp;ito=1490"&gt;Alex has a new girlfriend named Alexa Chung&lt;/a&gt; who is a quarter-Chinese and a TV presenter.&lt;br /&gt;Get back with Johanna lah you damn bastard.&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ohmanhelooks&lt;strong&gt;horrible&lt;/strong&gt;inthosepicturesandcanhe&lt;em&gt;please&lt;/em&gt;dohishairorsomething?!&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-3870892420166845644?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/3870892420166845644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=3870892420166845644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/3870892420166845644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/3870892420166845644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/10/alex-has-new-girlfriend-named-alexa.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-7132816669408272074</id><published>2007-09-30T12:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T12:20:32.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;The move comes after three separate recalls of &lt;strong&gt;Mattel toys were found to contain unsafe levels of lead paint&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impossible! Barbies can't be that bad, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-7132816669408272074?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/7132816669408272074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=7132816669408272074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/7132816669408272074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/7132816669408272074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/09/move-comes-after-three-separate-recalls.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-3369820474891345447</id><published>2007-09-28T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T12:21:02.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Sept 26, 2007, 12:28pm, Florence wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sept 26, 2007, 6:05am, moodswing whiskey wrote:&lt;br /&gt;When I ask if the song The Childcatcher comes from personal experience, he locks my eyes and replies simply: "Yes." After a pause, with tears threatening, he adds: "It's still difficult to talk about." &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interviewer reminds me of Rita Skeeter.&lt;br /&gt;"Tears filled those startingly green eyes as our conversation turns to the parents he can barely remember..." &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that Singapore is lousy, but artists I like almost &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; come here.&lt;br /&gt;Oh sure they know where Asia is, and if I'm lucky, they know about SG's unfortunate location at the equator.&lt;br /&gt;But I doubt they set their eyesights further than Japan or Sydney when announcing tour dates.&lt;br /&gt;And we got assholes smack right there in America complaining about their geographical locations.&lt;br /&gt;He-y. At least you get more interesting gigs/tours/artists than the poor souls at the equator alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I was still a child when you caught me and tied me to your bed&lt;br /&gt;You gave me shoes and pretty clothes&lt;br /&gt;And I gave you what I had between my legs&lt;br /&gt;Just a rite of passage, you held me down and said&lt;br /&gt;"I'm gonna be your right of passage,&lt;br /&gt;So boy you better spread, spread em."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said&lt;br /&gt;"Run run run as fast as you can&lt;br /&gt;But you can't run run from the childcatcher's hands." -- &lt;em&gt;The Childcatcher&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard of postpartum depression? This is worse. One of the worst, in fact.&lt;br /&gt;I CANNOT STUDY. What with my sister and her bf at home and now Patrick Wolf and his stupid lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall stop kidding around that I'm a paedophile. And stop involving physical contact in norm. everyday conversation.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, the holy power of song lyrics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-3369820474891345447?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/3369820474891345447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=3369820474891345447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/3369820474891345447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/3369820474891345447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-eoys-depression.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-1691121877051191050</id><published>2007-08-14T23:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T23:33:18.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOOD RIDDANCE!</title><content type='html'>I shall &lt;strong&gt;really &lt;/strong&gt;work hard from now on and I don't mean like:&lt;br /&gt;"I shall work hard and get good results to show off" or&lt;br /&gt;"I shall work hard to get a good job next time" and etc. but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I shall work hard because I want to, and I want to because it helps me stay alert."&lt;br /&gt;So I shall no longer use this Blogger account because:&lt;br /&gt;1. Once I use this, I can't stop &lt;br /&gt;2. Blogger kinda sucks&lt;br /&gt;3. I want to study&lt;br /&gt;4. I hate the signing in part of Blogger.&lt;br /&gt;But I won't delete this blog because it is a part of me.&lt;br /&gt;A part of my growth, if anything.&lt;br /&gt;So now, all of you can say "GOOD RIDDANCE!" because this blog is officially&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gunbangs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dead. Beddy bye.&lt;br /&gt;And if I don't get my desired results, Joanne can have my ass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-1691121877051191050?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/1691121877051191050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=1691121877051191050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/1691121877051191050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/1691121877051191050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/08/good-riddance.html' title='GOOD RIDDANCE!'/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-6215895669060996169</id><published>2007-08-12T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T17:28:17.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FROM CIGARETTESOFCANDY TO KRIS WILSON</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Sir, I have nothing to say that is relevant to this journal entry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than the fact that you are the perfect man, and I wanted to inform you of that. A Perfect Circle and Rocky Horror? And funny comics? And shameless promotion of a friend? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we should elope. I'm kind of cute and I'm good at telling stories and giving massages. Eh? Eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-6215895669060996169?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/6215895669060996169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=6215895669060996169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/6215895669060996169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/6215895669060996169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/08/from-cigarettesofcandy-to-kris-wilson.html' title='FROM CIGARETTESOFCANDY TO KRIS WILSON'/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-1131637942131215071</id><published>2007-08-11T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T21:30:48.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am feeling weird recently.&lt;br /&gt;And I think I know why.&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra-pass me the salt and the pepper and the &lt;strong&gt;angst&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the angst honey. Living an optimist's life pains me.&lt;br /&gt;It's like somehow the world grows brighter and you have to squint and smile as you look around you.&lt;br /&gt;At least I know that that light won't last long.&lt;br /&gt;And guess what? Icons journals used to cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;It's making me &lt;em&gt;hyper &lt;/em&gt;now.&lt;br /&gt;And that's really scary, 'cause it's making me so hyper I want to catch the Man U/Reading match tomorrow's night.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to sleep late, 'cause then it will badly affect my liver.&lt;br /&gt;The repeat will only be on Monday night 9pm, but I want to watch Forensic Heroes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-1131637942131215071?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/1131637942131215071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=1131637942131215071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/1131637942131215071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/1131637942131215071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-am-feeling-weird-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-5557828633788744726</id><published>2007-08-11T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T21:07:42.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPARRABETH</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Jack: You've thrown out the rum!&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: Yes, the rum is gone.&lt;br /&gt;Jack: Why is the rum gone?&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: Firstly it's a vile drink that makes even the most respectable men act like scoundrels. Secondly, that signal is over a thousand feet high. The entire royal navy is out looking for me. Do you even think there is the slightest chance they won't see it?&lt;br /&gt;Jack: But why is the rum gone?!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Jack: Come to join my crew, lad? Welcome aboard!&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: I'm here to find the man I love.&lt;br /&gt;Jack: Deeply flattered, boy, but my first and only love is the sea.&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: Meaning William Turner, Captain Sparrow.&lt;br /&gt;Jack: Elizabeth! [To Gibbs] Hide the rum.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And something which Jack said about righteous deeds:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Elizabeth: Because you and I are alike. And there will come a moment when you will show it. To do the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;Jack: I love those moments. I like to wave at them as they pass by.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye aye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-5557828633788744726?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/5557828633788744726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=5557828633788744726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/5557828633788744726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/5557828633788744726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/08/sparrabeth.html' title='SPARRABETH'/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-2965376434071800776</id><published>2007-08-11T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T17:55:05.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am really not cut out for math, hmmm?&lt;br /&gt;It's either that, or I should, contrary to what some say, &lt;strong&gt;stop &lt;/strong&gt;using my head.&lt;br /&gt;Follow my intuition instead.&lt;br /&gt;I got 90% for the online math quiz. 100% gone due to my &lt;em&gt;head&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Or it could be that I am just not rational enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;GRAAAGH.&lt;br /&gt;And from what I know, there will be a Man U/Reading match tomorrow night.&lt;br /&gt;:D :D&lt;br /&gt;I may not be cut out of math, but I am certainly cut out for Spot The Red Hair Dudes game.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-2965376434071800776?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/2965376434071800776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=2965376434071800776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/2965376434071800776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/2965376434071800776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-am-really-not-cut-out-for-math-hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-5687655512818678804</id><published>2007-08-11T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T00:17:11.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just finished watching Just My Luck and damn, I am loving McFly &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;more than ever&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The "Harry" part was damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;Go watch it on YouTube &lt;strong&gt;now&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-5687655512818678804?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22440772.post-3529667081430575477</id><published>2007-08-10T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T18:55:13.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just some more quizzes I saw Cassandra took:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Latte Says About You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourlattesayaboutyouquiz/latte.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't treat yourself very often. You find that indulging doesn't jibe with your very disciplined life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can be quite silly at times, but you know when to buckle down and be serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a good deal of energy, but you pace yourself. You never burn out too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're totally addicted to caffeine... but you like to pretend like you aren't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are responsible, mature, and truly an adult. You're occasionally playful, but you find it hard to be carefree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are expressive and friendly, but you are never pushy.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourlattesayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Latte Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Am. An. Adult.&lt;br /&gt;Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Impressionism&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatartmovementareyouquiz/impressionism.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think the world is quite beautiful, especially if you look at it in new and interesting ways.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to focus on color and movement in art.&lt;br /&gt;For you, seeing the big picture is much more important than recording every little detail.&lt;br /&gt;You can find inspiration anywhere... especially from nature.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatartmovementareyouquiz/"&gt;What Art Movement Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Visionary Soul&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofsoulareyouquiz/visionary-soul.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a curious person, always in a state of awareness.&lt;br /&gt;Connected to all things spiritual, you are very connected to your soul.&lt;br /&gt;You are wise and bright: able to reason and be reasonable.&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally, you get quite depressed and have dark feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have great vision and can be very insightful.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, you are often profound in a way that surprises yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Visionary souls like you can be the best type of friend.&lt;br /&gt;You are intuitive, understanding, sympathetic, and a good healer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Souls you are most compatible with: Old Soul and Peacemaker Soul&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofsoulareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Soul Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sure Blogthings are reliable? I am getting a big head here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-3529667081430575477?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/3529667081430575477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=3529667081430575477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/3529667081430575477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/3529667081430575477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/08/just-some-more-quizzes-i-saw-cassandra.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-3916092584022837980</id><published>2007-08-09T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T19:05:41.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And since I am doing Blogthings, I might as well do some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Cure Shares Your Taste in Music&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whichmusiciansharesyourtasteinmusicquiz/the-cure.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/click?id=CkIfgYlVpZA&amp;offerid=78941.462765450&amp;type=10&amp;subid="&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See their whole playlist here (iTunes required)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whichmusiciansharesyourtasteinmusicquiz/"&gt;Which Musician (or Group) Shares Your Taste in Music?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure like The Cure, but are you sure they like Arctic Monkeys? (I shall go check later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are In a Good Mood&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatmoodareyouinquiz/good.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, you're feeling pretty together and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While not everything is going you're way, you're keeping things in perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it seems like things are looking up for you!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatmoodareyouinquiz/"&gt;What Mood Are You In?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop kidding me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Mind is PG-13 Rated&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/doyouhaveadirtymindquiz/dirty-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mind is definitely a little dirty. You're naughty, but not trashy.&lt;br /&gt;You don't shy away from a dirty joke, and you're clearly not a prude.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyouhaveadirtymindquiz/"&gt;Do You Have a Dirty Mind?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what Joanne will get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Belong in Milan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whateuropeancitydoyoubelonginquiz/milan.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stylish and sophisticated, you want to enjoy a truly European life - away from tourists!&lt;br /&gt;Milan fits you perfectly. Great shopping, high quality food, lots of culture... with very little hype.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whateuropeancitydoyoubelonginquiz/"&gt;What European City Do You Belong In?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finley!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Pretty Happy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howhappyareyoureallyquiz/happy-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You generally have a happy, fulfilling life. &lt;br /&gt;But things could be a little better, and deep down, you know it.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you need more supportive friends or a more challenging career.&lt;br /&gt;Something is preventing you from being totally happy. You just need to figure out what it is!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howhappyareyoureallyquiz/"&gt;How Happy Are You, Really?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Brain's Pattern&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatpatternisyourbrainquiz/8.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a dreamy mind, full of fancy and fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;You have the ability to stay forever entertained with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;People may say you're hard to read, but that's because you're so internally focused.&lt;br /&gt;But when you do share what you're thinking, people are impressed with your imagination.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatpatternisyourbrainquiz/"&gt;What Pattern Is Your Brain?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riiight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 20% Slacker&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouaslackerquiz/slacker-1.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are anything but a slacker. You're truly a go getter.&lt;br /&gt;You never let laziness get in the way of living your life - and you can't stand to see it in others.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouaslackerquiz/"&gt;Are You a Slacker?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#9CDCDC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Values Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C9EAEA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/thefivefactorvaluestest/values.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loyalty:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You value loyalty a fair amount.&lt;br /&gt;You're loyal to your friends... to a point.&lt;br /&gt;But if they cross you, you will reconsider your loyalties.&lt;br /&gt;Staying true to others is important to you, but you also stay true to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honesty:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You value honesty a fair amount.&lt;br /&gt;You're honest when you can be, but you aren't a stickler for it.&lt;br /&gt;If a little white lie will make a situation more comfortable, you'll go for it.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, you mostly care about "situational integrity."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generosity:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You value generosity a fair amount.&lt;br /&gt;You are all about giving, as long as there's some give and take.&lt;br /&gt;Supportive and kind, you don't mind helping out a friend in need.&lt;br /&gt;But you know when you've given too much. You have no problem saying "no"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humility:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You value humility highly.&lt;br /&gt;You have the self-confidence to be happy with who you are.&lt;br /&gt;And you don't need to seek praise to make yourself feel better.&lt;br /&gt;You're very modest, and you're keep the drama factor low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tolerance: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You value tolerance highly.&lt;br /&gt;Not only do you enjoy the company of those very different from you...&lt;br /&gt;You do all that you can to seek it out interesting and unique friends.&lt;br /&gt;You think there are many truths in life, and you're open to many of them.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thefivefactorvaluestest/"&gt;The Five Factor Values Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The humility parts seems rather off :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 68% Gentleman&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouagentlemanquiz/gentleman-4.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are definitely a gentleman. You're very considerate and you have excellent manners.&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally, you slip and do something foolish... but usually no one notices!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouagentlemanquiz/"&gt;Are You A Gentleman?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am not even a man in the first place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. I think it's enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-3916092584022837980?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/3916092584022837980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=3916092584022837980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/3916092584022837980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/3916092584022837980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/08/and-since-i-am-doing-blogthings-i-might.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-7009861188145869629</id><published>2007-08-09T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T18:28:52.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Ashlee Simpson!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whosyourinnerrockchickquiz/ashlee.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stylish, unique, talented&lt;br /&gt;You're your own woman!&lt;br /&gt;"It seems like I can finally rest my head on something real&lt;br /&gt;I like the way that feels"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whosyourinnerrockchickquiz/"&gt;Who's Your Inner Rock Chick?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a rock chick?&lt;br /&gt;OK, next thing I know, Stephen King starts writing those cheesy romance novels for teens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-7009861188145869629?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/7009861188145869629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=7009861188145869629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/7009861188145869629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/7009861188145869629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/08/you-are-ashlee-simpson-stylish-unique.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-5817680874319284422</id><published>2007-08-09T17:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T18:08:43.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Before I forgot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;happy birthday Singapore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry I couldn't get you a present; I have no idea what you will want.&lt;br /&gt;Besides, I still owe Tesia hers. And Jinwen too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National Day concert yesterday in school was stale.&lt;br /&gt;The emcees were alright, but the guitar club needs alot more practicing.&lt;br /&gt;And Ms. Nurul-whatshername said something funny on stage.&lt;br /&gt;Actually she said lots of funny stuff.&lt;br /&gt;And Keely from Singapore/VJC/CSS2 came to sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NDP on TV just started. My sis is being hyper about it. &lt;br /&gt;Of all things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-5817680874319284422?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/5817680874319284422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=5817680874319284422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/5817680874319284422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/5817680874319284422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/08/before-i-forgot-happy-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-6697080006701112084</id><published>2007-08-09T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T17:46:43.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>from richard siken</title><content type='html'>Bartlett: It’s flat.&lt;br /&gt;Mitoki: It’s painting.&lt;br /&gt;Bartlett: It’s bad painting.&lt;br /&gt;Mitoki: It’s evocative.&lt;br /&gt;Bartlett: What’s up with the blue crap.&lt;br /&gt;Mitoki: Smoke maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Bartlett: He’s too pink.&lt;br /&gt;Mitoki: I get it, you don’t like it.&lt;br /&gt;Bartlett: Do you like it?&lt;br /&gt;Mitoki: It feels like something, I like that part.&lt;br /&gt;Bartlett: It doesn’t make any sense.&lt;br /&gt;Mitoki: Does it have to?&lt;br /&gt;Bartlett: What’s it called?&lt;br /&gt;Mitoki: Blueberry pie. It’s not about meaning.&lt;br /&gt;Bartlett: A dude and some smoke.&lt;br /&gt;Mitoki: And wallpaper and a window.&lt;br /&gt;Bartlett: Big deal.&lt;br /&gt;Mitoki: What do you want?&lt;br /&gt;Bartlett: Clarity? Beauty? Technical proficiency?&lt;br /&gt;Mitoki: You want realism.&lt;br /&gt;Bartlett: I want not-this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said it all for me. I can't say anything else can I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-6697080006701112084?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/6697080006701112084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=6697080006701112084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/6697080006701112084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/6697080006701112084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/08/from-richard-siken.html' title='from richard siken'/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-7808865012808509994</id><published>2007-08-09T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T16:32:02.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; a neighbour on the piano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood: &lt;/strong&gt;inferior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I will find out who that neighbour is(read above) and ask her for those pieces she play.&lt;br /&gt;And also ask her to teach me proper piano techniques so I would be able to pass my practical(if I have to take it again that is. which is highly probable.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-7808865012808509994?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/7808865012808509994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=7808865012808509994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/7808865012808509994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/7808865012808509994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/08/listening-to-neighbour-on-piano-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-5147746230635218576</id><published>2007-08-04T16:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T16:31:52.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If I pass off your insensateness as mood swings, well then-I will be the insensate one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-5147746230635218576?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/5147746230635218576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=5147746230635218576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/5147746230635218576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/5147746230635218576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/08/if-i-pass-off-your-insensateness-as.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-4543724092730358073</id><published>2007-08-04T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T15:19:53.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Getting exactly one year older tomorrow doesn't mean I can't scream at you.&lt;br /&gt;And it's not like I do so to you everyday.&lt;br /&gt;So get off my back already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-4543724092730358073?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/4543724092730358073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=4543724092730358073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/4543724092730358073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/4543724092730358073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/08/getting-exactly-one-year-older-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-4378212286577263119</id><published>2007-08-03T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T22:20:49.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;mood&lt;/strong&gt;: lousy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;listening to&lt;/strong&gt;: Girlfriend on the TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to change myself, but I feel too lousy.&lt;br /&gt;It was during HCL period when everyone was doing their worksheets when I thought about who, and what I really want to be, after reading the comprehension of aging.&lt;br /&gt;It said that the young ones who refuse to obey those elders are those who are too young to understand the process of aging.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow it just makes me snort, because I know there are age 50+ people out there who aren't exactly who I would deem as (mentally) matured.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I just feel that in today's society context, getting older means getting more money, more of the (substance) &lt;em&gt;happiness&lt;/em&gt;, more material stuff.&lt;br /&gt;The experiences one gathers come at a later time.&lt;br /&gt;If those mean getting older, then-wouldn't &lt;em&gt;she &lt;/em&gt;be the oldest among us? The one we should look up to, and respect, and obey and etc?&lt;br /&gt;And if those do mean getting older, then time won't be a factor, and we won't need watches and calendars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait-I am digressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is a substance because it reminds me of drugs, except that this world is so big, our time and lives are long, and substance H will not always be with us.&lt;br /&gt;Drugs however, when ran out,&lt;br /&gt;we can always reach for the whisky. Or beer. Or etc.&lt;br /&gt;Some matches and cigarettes won't hurt either; not too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janus Jones is somehow the only one I can respect. And he was only 30 plus.&lt;br /&gt;I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cas and Jinwen and Joanne and I had lunch today and Cas was WHOA.&lt;br /&gt;Jinwen was saying how she would hate it if she get a B for HCL, and Cas went:&lt;br /&gt;"B very bad meh?" &lt;br /&gt;Or something or the other.&lt;br /&gt;And after Cas said that, I was LAWL but Joanne and Jinwen turned sombre(and I think Joanne gave Cas &lt;em&gt;the eye&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;Then Joanne said Cas and I got the potential to score high for our tests, &lt;em&gt;if &lt;/em&gt;we study harder.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I just knew how to study-files and notes just freak me out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-4378212286577263119?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/4378212286577263119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=4378212286577263119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/4378212286577263119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/4378212286577263119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/08/mood-lousy-listening-to-girlfriend-on.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-7146546873022104021</id><published>2007-08-02T18:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T18:52:27.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" width="400" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://quizfarm.com//images/1130267908PIRATE" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You scored as &lt;b&gt;Captain Jack Sparrow&lt;/b&gt;, Roguish,quick-witted, and incredibly lucky, Jack Sparrow is a pirate who sometimes ends up being a hero, against his better judgement. Captain Jack looks out for #1, but he can be counted on (usually) to do the right thing. He has an incredibly persuasive tongue, a mind that borders on genius or insanity, and an incredible talent for getting into trouble and getting out of it. Maybe its brains, maybe its genius, or maybe its just plain luck. Or maybe a mixture of all three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="300" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Indiana Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="75" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;75%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Captain Jack Sparrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="75" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;75%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;James Bond, Agent 007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="63" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;63%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Batman, the Dark Knight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="63" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;63%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;William Wallace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="63" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;63%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;The Amazing Spider-Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="58" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;58%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Lara Croft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="54" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;54%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Neo, the "One"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="38" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;38%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;The Terminator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="38" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;38%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Maximus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="29" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;29%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;El Zorro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="25" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;25%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=11174N"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Which Action Hero Would You Be? v. 2.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;created with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh-this is &lt;em&gt;way &lt;/em&gt;better :D&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness Indiana Jones isn't displayed. Whoops.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-7146546873022104021?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/7146546873022104021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=7146546873022104021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/7146546873022104021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/7146546873022104021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/08/you-scored-as-captain-jack-sparrow_02.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-87791132590060760</id><published>2007-08-02T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T18:44:42.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The quiz I saw on Cassandra's blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border='0' cellpadding='5' cellspacing='0' width='400'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://quizfarm.com//images/1106407609Harry.bmp"  &gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;You scored as &lt;b&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/b&gt;, You can be a little reckless and hot-headed at times, but a more brave and courageous friend would be hard to find.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border='0' width='300' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='0'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Sirius Black&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='80' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;80%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='80' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;80%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Ginny Weasley&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='70' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;70%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Severus Snape&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='70' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;70%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Hermione Granger&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='65' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;65%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Ron Weasley&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='65' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;65%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Remus Lupin&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='65' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;65%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Albus Dumbledore&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='50' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;50%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Lord Voldemort&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='40' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;40%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Draco Malfoy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='30' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;30%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=898N'&gt;Your Harry Potter Alter Ego Is...?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;created with &lt;a href='http://quizfarm.com'&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY CAN'T THEY DISPLAY SIRIUS BLACK FOR ME INSTEAD OF THIS ASS?!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I like to be a tragic hero. HOHOHO.&lt;br /&gt;Ginny and Snape are next in line. (yay)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-87791132590060760?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/87791132590060760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=87791132590060760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/87791132590060760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/87791132590060760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/08/quiz-i-saw-on-cassandras-blog-you.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-8921784617531639447</id><published>2007-08-01T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T21:44:37.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;listening to&lt;/strong&gt;: Battleships - Travis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood&lt;/strong&gt;: GRATEFUL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU Tesia and Esther and Cassandra for accompanying me to Buona Vista Bus Terminal to pick up my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;Esp. Tesia, since she told me what to &lt;em&gt;phrase my request&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And also 'cause she accompanied to a .. sleazy place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quite &lt;/em&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;I thought the bus terminal was the one where you go and wait for the 111, so Tesia told me to go up and knock.&lt;br /&gt;And I just opened the door and went in and saw a bus driver buttoning his shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a sight I can never forget, that's all I can say.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I thought wrong-that wasn't the bus terminal. It was a bus-park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's math test was shit by the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-8921784617531639447?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/8921784617531639447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=8921784617531639447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/8921784617531639447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/8921784617531639447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/08/listening-to-battleships-travis-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-826431723052269794</id><published>2007-07-29T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T16:05:15.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8dHlC2dkhoE/RqxJ0px4RWI/AAAAAAAAABo/2ME8HH8ZMVI/s1600-h/spiderwick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092526447566275938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8dHlC2dkhoE/RqxJ0px4RWI/AAAAAAAAABo/2ME8HH8ZMVI/s320/spiderwick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spiderwick Chronichles is having a new book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PFFTHOIASIJFOSINFNSFMSOD-&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I WANT TO READ&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-826431723052269794?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/826431723052269794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=826431723052269794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/826431723052269794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/826431723052269794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/07/spiderwick-chronichles-is-having-new.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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://bp0.blogger.com/_8dHlC2dkhoE/RqxJ0px4RWI/AAAAAAAAABo/2ME8HH8ZMVI/s72-c/spiderwick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22440772.post-9127857565437899560</id><published>2007-07-28T18:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T18:23:00.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aCNh4bj5Rd0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aCNh4bj5Rd0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lovely."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-9127857565437899560?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/9127857565437899560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=9127857565437899560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/9127857565437899560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/9127857565437899560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/07/lovely.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-2601164114648884536</id><published>2007-07-28T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T17:57:22.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;listening to&lt;/strong&gt;: Skulls And Flesh And More - Fields&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood&lt;/strong&gt;: motivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I start my &lt;strong&gt;study&lt;/strong&gt;-with-music session I thought I would do the Daily Bread questions here to motivate me.&lt;br /&gt;(Ha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. In what ways have I been a person of integrity when it was tough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I had, maybe I hadn't. Maybe when I do what what is morally and ethically right when "it" was tough? Like, not taking drugs, not smoking, not skipping school despite the alarming amount of stress I get from there and etc?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When have I failed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get all angsty and hateful about &lt;strong&gt;everyone&lt;/strong&gt;, including God, and Life, and Death; when things go 937482649573 leagues under hell for me and etc.&lt;br /&gt;And then I will complain and whine and cry and scream internally that nothing is ever fair, nothing ever goes right for me the way I want it to; &lt;em&gt;everything &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;everyone &lt;/em&gt;is shallow; Life's shallow.&lt;br /&gt;And so on and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Whose standards do I live by?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally, since I am so hotheaded and rash and etc,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Domino's and mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when I manage to somehow find that "inner peace" and go all sane and calm-all the freedom fighters and the wise and the calm ones of the world.&lt;br /&gt;And God's, naturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What do I want to change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;to get closer to God, get all Christian-ed and can quote the Bible whenever I want. &lt;li&gt;less hypocrisy. &lt;li&gt;be nicer to everyone. Especially friends. &lt;li&gt;my stupid &lt;em&gt;inorganization &lt;/em&gt;trait. &lt;li&gt;speak up more. &lt;li&gt;stop judging others harsher than I judge myself. &lt;li&gt;stubborness. Not that I am. *sticks out chin* &lt;li&gt;study harder. Harder. &lt;li&gt;Get less "cynical" (from what Joanne said of me) &lt;li&gt;laugh more. And less crying naturally. &lt;li&gt;stop making fun of homos. &lt;li&gt;stop making fun of anything; anyone. &lt;li&gt;don't take Neil Gaiman and Alan Moore seriously. &lt;li&gt;don't take Janus Jones and Alex Turner seriously. &lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;don't take Tesia seriously :D&lt;/s&gt; &lt;li&gt;stop being impassive. &lt;li&gt;PRACTICE SCALES REGULARLY. &lt;li&gt;stop being a coward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for this impressive list-the next moment it would be wiped clean from my mind.&lt;br /&gt;No "LAWL!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY I can start my &lt;strong&gt;study&lt;/strong&gt;-with-music session now.&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, music means Arctic Monkeys :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-2601164114648884536?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/2601164114648884536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=2601164114648884536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/2601164114648884536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/2601164114648884536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/07/listening-to-skulls-and-flesh-and-more.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-2233756382295819734</id><published>2007-07-28T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T14:00:45.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The rain &lt;em&gt;does&lt;/em&gt; have something interesting to say,&lt;br /&gt;just pick up your ears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-2233756382295819734?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/2233756382295819734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=2233756382295819734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/2233756382295819734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/2233756382295819734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/07/rain-does-have-something-interesting-to.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-5078733463759407823</id><published>2007-07-27T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T18:49:46.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am an incorrigible pessimist-like Dorian Zibowski!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;em&gt;wish&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But optimists just get on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class math test today.&lt;br /&gt;I flunked it. Totally.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you can't study math, you can only practice it-and yes, I practiced it till 12.30 plus this morning.&lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;br /&gt;I practiced the wrong questions. All that I practiced did not come out.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot how to calculate angles for trigo 'cause I believed that since I could do it usually, I could remember the formula for the test.&lt;br /&gt;Ha. As Foaly said,&lt;br /&gt;"Confidence is ignorance. If you are confident, it's because that there's something you do not know of."&lt;br /&gt;Ditto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the highlight of the day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Esther scored higher than Tesia for the geog test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Cas and I scored the same marks.&lt;br /&gt;Whoops.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-5078733463759407823?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/5078733463759407823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=5078733463759407823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/5078733463759407823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/5078733463759407823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-am-incorrigible-pessimist-like-dorian.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-3991535319760230398</id><published>2007-07-26T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T16:17:29.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;listening to&lt;/strong&gt;: Say Hello - Rosie Thomas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;please&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the way your finger manages to find someone to pinpoint the blame on within seconds.&lt;br /&gt;I too, like the way you could, in the literature term, assasinate &lt;strong&gt;her &lt;/strong&gt;character.&lt;br /&gt;As Alex Turner puts it so aptly, "So kind of you to bless us with your effortlessness, &lt;br /&gt;We're grateful and so strangely comforted." &lt;br /&gt;Not my fault that I can't help getting pissed with you.&lt;br /&gt;It's natural darling.&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;. If you don't mind, you spelt your 'sense' incorrectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of things today I haven't thought of for a long time-drugs and smoking.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, taking up drugs and smoking are easier than memorising chem stuff &lt;strong&gt;and &lt;/strong&gt;math formulae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read through my old diaries today and found out I was forever angry with something or someone. (Zhenglaoshi was correct. Sort of.)&lt;br /&gt;More or less the same stuff-or people.&lt;br /&gt;Her for doing this, her for saying that, them for acting in this way, him for making people angry, and etc.&lt;br /&gt;Or I will get angry with life itself: can You get any more boring?, can You not be so fickle? and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jinwen was commenting to me that I "looked strangely calm" on the 92 just now.&lt;br /&gt;I told her I was thinking about IDMI.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, IDMI today was kind of embarrassing. Apparently, my group &lt;strong&gt;is &lt;/strong&gt;the slackest.&lt;br /&gt;Our presentation was rough, skipped alot like a lousy record, and yes, Joanne kicked asses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Again&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Her proposal covered all loopholes that are present in others, and all questions posed to her were answered in a second.&lt;br /&gt;Sherwin had asked Cas to pose her question to Amy, 'cause apparently, "Amy doesn't know anything."&lt;br /&gt;Dittodittoditto&lt;strong&gt;ditto&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. And regarding my last post? About how Death is cute? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Death_%28DC_Comics%29"&gt;I meant it literally&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-3991535319760230398?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/3991535319760230398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=3991535319760230398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/3991535319760230398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/3991535319760230398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/07/listening-to-say-hello-rosie-thomas.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-5144307173217747845</id><published>2007-07-25T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T20:16:08.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think Death is cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-5144307173217747845?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/5144307173217747845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=5144307173217747845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/5144307173217747845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/5144307173217747845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-think-death-is-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-8141066784411314454</id><published>2007-07-25T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T20:13:38.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"This is the kind of situation where people say "Oh my God"."&lt;br /&gt;"So what are you gonna say?"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Oh my God&lt;/em&gt;." -- &lt;em&gt;House&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDMI presentation tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Cas and I feel that our group is the most slack.&lt;br /&gt;Hello, I Am Cow? Hello, Campfire Song Song?&lt;br /&gt;And hello-Frank &lt;strong&gt;Lampa&lt;/strong&gt;rd?&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe I actually believe&lt;strong&gt;d&lt;/strong&gt; Group 6 could beat Joanne.&lt;br /&gt;In Leon's words: "They imba la."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see the rest of us going "LAWL" now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-8141066784411314454?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/8141066784411314454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=8141066784411314454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/8141066784411314454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/8141066784411314454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-is-kind-of-situation-where-people.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-896762262438393188</id><published>2007-07-24T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T22:55:54.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I like the weather nowadays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-896762262438393188?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/896762262438393188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=896762262438393188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/896762262438393188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/896762262438393188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-like-weather-nowadays.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-8596151554285375579</id><published>2007-07-22T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T21:25:48.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;POW has live indie music at night.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously seeking &lt;em&gt;refuge &lt;/em&gt;there is better than going to obvious places like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe they won't even welcome me there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-8596151554285375579?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/8596151554285375579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=8596151554285375579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/8596151554285375579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/8596151554285375579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-930718122772420668</id><published>2007-07-22T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T21:19:58.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One last post for you-not that you will ever read this anyway:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People hate for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know how to feel towards you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They wil say: your life isn't all that bad, look at those orphans at Africa.&lt;br /&gt;I say: come live my life, then. At least those orphans never have to meet him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood is one of the most beautiful substance ever.&lt;br /&gt;Sex is suppose to be an act of love. Or passion.&lt;br /&gt;Smiles in photos are supposed to be genuine.&lt;br /&gt;You, the oh great one, ruins all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't blame you. Doctors have no cure for idiocies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-930718122772420668?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/930718122772420668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=930718122772420668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/930718122772420668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/930718122772420668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/07/one-last-post-for-you-not-that-you-will.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-439221535210636473</id><published>2007-07-22T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T21:10:59.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The main point is, &lt;span style="font-size:150%;"&gt;stop controlling all the little details of my life&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You are not the government.&lt;br /&gt;And even then, the government should be afraid of it people, not vice-versa.&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't hate you. And no, I am no longer considering the revenge I planned.&lt;br /&gt;You see, you are just a bump in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing more, nothing less. Just a bump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not crying-no, I'm not-tears can't solve anything.&lt;br /&gt;Tears can't erase bumps.&lt;br /&gt;And existence is no more than an illusion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-439221535210636473?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/439221535210636473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=439221535210636473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/439221535210636473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/439221535210636473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/07/main-point-is-stop-controlling-all.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-934997803732113921</id><published>2007-07-22T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T21:02:47.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am not the one having problems with my attitude.&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You are not always right. Contrary to your opinion.&lt;br /&gt;Your size depicts your fucking ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do me a favour&lt;/strong&gt;. Think of something better to say other than orders.&lt;br /&gt;Or &lt;em&gt;threats&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry honey-threats don't work on me. Oh the terror of your threats.&lt;br /&gt;Like how the eternal death thing the Devil has for everyone who does not make it pass the Gates?&lt;br /&gt;If I am not afraid of that, what makes you think I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afraid of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use your brain. Each person's actions, and I mean &lt;strong&gt;each&lt;/strong&gt;, have their own consequences. I base my actions on these consequences. &lt;br /&gt;Which is why I delete certain blog posts from time to time 'cause I know how much I will hurt others.&lt;br /&gt;But you?&lt;br /&gt;If I do say aloud that you are wasting the government's land, I will not be the only one in...lemme see-&lt;strong&gt;trouble&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is why I memorised the route to POW. If I ever need a refuge, I will not find people I know, people whom my matters will complicate their lives.&lt;br /&gt;I am not like you.&lt;br /&gt;You are physically old, but can you mentally make it, and not depend on others for a living?&lt;br /&gt;Think before answering, honey.&lt;br /&gt;I will not stand for &lt;strong&gt;your &lt;/strong&gt;shit, not in my presence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-934997803732113921?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/934997803732113921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=934997803732113921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/934997803732113921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/934997803732113921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-am-not-one-having-problems-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-1762707482252640340</id><published>2007-07-22T17:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T17:45:27.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cassandra doesn't like 505.&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;But at least she does like D Is For Dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-1762707482252640340?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/1762707482252640340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=1762707482252640340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/1762707482252640340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/1762707482252640340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/07/cassandra-doesnt-like-505.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-2621901493729691914</id><published>2007-07-22T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T17:41:29.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;mood&lt;/strong&gt;: imperfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't understand each other enough.&lt;br /&gt;I say this, you say that-our opinions &lt;strong&gt;can't &lt;/strong&gt;stop clashing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A full-stop at the end of my question indicates my silent fury, because, a punctuation mark is much, &lt;em&gt;much &lt;/em&gt;more civilised than her open-insults.&lt;br /&gt;And I understand you have feelings too.&lt;br /&gt;Besides, we &lt;strong&gt;used &lt;/strong&gt;to understand each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You &lt;/em&gt;probably won't read this anyway, and even if you do, will you be able to at least guess the identity of &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-2621901493729691914?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/2621901493729691914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=2621901493729691914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/2621901493729691914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/2621901493729691914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/07/mood-imperfect.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-5410029818330165234</id><published>2007-07-16T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T19:39:21.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somethings are better off unwritten.&lt;br /&gt;Like how Joanne and Glen and I failed 2.4km again. Today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ho&lt;/strong&gt;rray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song lyrics for History assignment-I shall try and learn from Alex Turner :D&lt;br /&gt;While Cas shall do an imitation of Bon Jovi's lyricrist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies comparisons for BP-starting work soon. I just need time to flip through my issues of FiRST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the highlight of the day: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IDMI&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life can't get better can it? I meant it no kiddingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I shall get at least an A for the History assignment :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-5410029818330165234?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/5410029818330165234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=5410029818330165234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/5410029818330165234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/5410029818330165234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/07/somethings-are-better-off-unwritten.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-5374754356110335848</id><published>2007-07-16T18:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T18:33:53.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Harry: This connection between me and Voldemort, what if the reason for it is that I’m becoming more like him. I just feel so angry, all the time. And what if after everything I’ve been through, something’s gone wrong inside me. What if I’m becoming bad. &lt;br /&gt;Sirius: I want you to listen to me very carefully Harry. You’re not a bad person. You're just what we call an emo kid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. That was just so funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-5374754356110335848?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/5374754356110335848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=5374754356110335848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/5374754356110335848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/5374754356110335848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/07/harry-this-connection-between-me-and.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-7600771874167186940</id><published>2007-07-16T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T18:31:53.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some more impossible HP quotes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry: W-what if I'm turning evil? &lt;br /&gt;DD: [pause]Then I'm gonna kick your ass. 'Cause I got style. &lt;br /&gt;__________&lt;br /&gt;Bella: He knows how to play, ity bity baby... Potter. &lt;br /&gt;Voldemort: Stop flirting Bella. &lt;br /&gt;__________&lt;br /&gt;Cho: You're a really good teacher, Harry. &lt;br /&gt;Harry: Aww, shucks. Thanks Cho. You're a pretty bad student though...sorry. &lt;br /&gt;__________&lt;br /&gt;Voldemort: Harry Potter... You will lose... everything. &lt;br /&gt;Harry: Such as? &lt;br /&gt;Voldemort: Ummm...your tie, you'll lose your tie. &lt;br /&gt;Harry: What else? &lt;br /&gt;Voldemort: And your shoes! Your shoes too. &lt;br /&gt;Harry: I'll buy new ones. &lt;br /&gt;Voldemort: No, you can't! You're going to lose your wallet too! &lt;br /&gt;Harry: How do you know all this? Are you...psychic? &lt;br /&gt;Voldemort: No. I stole Trelawney's glass ball. &lt;br /&gt;Harry: Oh, right. [pause] So when...when will I lose m-my...my virginity? &lt;br /&gt;Voldemort: [longest pause ever] I'll get back to you. &lt;br /&gt;__________&lt;br /&gt;Harry: Every great wizard in history has started out as nothing more then what we are now. If they can do it, why not us? &lt;br /&gt;Ron: ..Because we suck? &lt;br /&gt;__________&lt;br /&gt;Sirius: We think Voldemort wants to build up his army again. &lt;br /&gt;Harry: What makes you say that. &lt;br /&gt;Sirius: Well he's outside with 50,000 tanks... &lt;br /&gt;__________&lt;br /&gt;Harry: [to Sirius] That's it, Orion! &lt;br /&gt;Sirius: Huh? Why are you calling me by my father's name? &lt;br /&gt;Harry: Payback. &lt;br /&gt;__________&lt;br /&gt;My current fave (a Yo Momma parody):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dudley: Where's your mum, Potter? Where's your mum? Is she dead? [Dudley's friends laugh] &lt;br /&gt;Harry: [mumbles] Least mine didn't look like a horse &lt;br /&gt;Dudley: What'd you say? &lt;br /&gt;Harry: I said yo Momma's so fat, Slughorn said, "DAAAAMN!!" &lt;br /&gt;Dudley: Well yo momma's so ugly, she put the "ug" in "ugnaught!" &lt;br /&gt;Dudley's friend: Yo Momma Fight! &lt;br /&gt;Harry: Yo momma's so ugly, well, look at you! &lt;br /&gt;Dudley: Yo momma's so fat, all the Astronauts said 'That's no moon, that's yo momma!' &lt;br /&gt;Harry: Yo momma's so stupid, she thought Jar Jar Binks came with pickles pickles! &lt;br /&gt;Dudley: Yo Momma's so stupid, when she was going to London and she saw a sign saying "London, left" she went home! &lt;br /&gt;[silence] &lt;br /&gt;Crowd: Harry wins! &lt;br /&gt;__________&lt;br /&gt;And the one I told Joanne today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snape: In these lessons, I will attempt to penetrate you - [starts coughing] &lt;br /&gt;Harry: Err...what? &lt;br /&gt;Snape: [recovering] What? &lt;br /&gt;Harry: You want to penetrate me? &lt;br /&gt;Snape: I want to penetrate YOUR MIND! &lt;br /&gt;Harry: [grinning] That's not what you said. &lt;br /&gt;Snape: I coughed! &lt;br /&gt;Harry: [teasing] You want to penetrate me! You want to penetrate me! Na-na-na-na-na-naaaaa! You want to penetrate me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will stop now.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to watch HP-probably going to get as funny as Spider-man 3, since I had to read all the funny quotes before I watch the movie.&lt;br /&gt;Ah well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-7600771874167186940?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/7600771874167186940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=7600771874167186940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/7600771874167186940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/7600771874167186940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/07/some-more-impossible-hp-quotes-harry-w.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-9178165302113974387</id><published>2007-07-14T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T21:37:45.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>People are discussing all the impossible quotes on IDMI.&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;strong&gt;VilleValoForever&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;"Lucius: Your scar is legend. As of course, is the wizard who gave it to you. &lt;br /&gt;Harry: Oh! I know...that would be...me? &lt;br /&gt;Lucius: What? Of course not, you imbecile! &lt;br /&gt;Harry: Oh...maybe...Dumbledore? Or...was it you? &lt;br /&gt;Lucius: What is wrong with you? You know who gave you that scar...the most powerful wizard who ever lived! &lt;br /&gt;Harry: [long pause] Hermione gave me this scar? Well that's it! &lt;br /&gt;[Harry finds Hermione and punches her] &lt;br /&gt;[Hermione lies stunned and crying on the floor] &lt;br /&gt;[Dumbledore apparates from out of nowhere] &lt;br /&gt;Dumbledore: OOOOOOOOWNED, BITCH!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLMAO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-9178165302113974387?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/9178165302113974387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=9178165302113974387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/9178165302113974387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/9178165302113974387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/07/people-are-discussing-all-impossible.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-1166393869556995561</id><published>2007-07-14T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T17:49:03.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yes. I forgot-I need to get &lt;em&gt;The Sandman &lt;/em&gt;too. Hopefully the whole series.&lt;br /&gt;It's sort of adult-the adult &lt;strong&gt;scary&lt;/strong&gt; I mean-but it's &lt;strong&gt;great&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It's as awesome as any novel.&lt;br /&gt;(Too bad I couldn't borrow it from the library.)&lt;br /&gt;One of the stories in Vol. 3 of The Sandman, A Midsummer Night's Dream, "took home the World Fantasy Award for best short story-the first time a comic was given that honor."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that is not great enough for you, I don't know what is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-1166393869556995561?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/1166393869556995561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=1166393869556995561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/1166393869556995561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/1166393869556995561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/07/oh-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-2467367660870285010</id><published>2007-07-14T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T17:30:26.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Why discussing musical features (Aural Tests) suck for me:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How they say it: Major key, with brief modulations to nearly-related keys only. There is a very short chromatic passage in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I say it: Er, there are modulations of keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example 2: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How they say it: No change in the level of dynamic, other than that caused by differences in texture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I say it: No change of dynamics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck Jianing. You're going to need it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-2467367660870285010?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/2467367660870285010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=2467367660870285010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/2467367660870285010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/2467367660870285010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/07/why-discussing-musical-features-aural.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-402848975800317147</id><published>2007-07-14T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T17:16:14.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need to get to MPH, Harris, or Kinokuniya soon.&lt;br /&gt;I need to get &lt;strong&gt;NME &lt;/strong&gt;before they display the new issue, get the first 2 books of &lt;em&gt;Twilight&lt;/em&gt;, and get the 2 paperback volumes of &lt;em&gt;The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And maybe &lt;em&gt;Fragile Things&lt;/em&gt; too.&lt;br /&gt;So much to buy, so little time &lt;strong&gt;and &lt;/strong&gt;money.&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention, I still haven't got Tesia a birthday present.&lt;br /&gt;Shame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-402848975800317147?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/402848975800317147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=402848975800317147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/402848975800317147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/402848975800317147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-need-to-get-to-mph-harris-or.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-5351125097779780751</id><published>2007-07-13T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T22:00:40.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I said it before-Gaspard and Emily. One hottie plus one cutie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8dHlC2dkhoE/RpeEUcigJuI/AAAAAAAAABg/oouXAA23vVk/s1600-h/mymind-track10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086679790931420898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8dHlC2dkhoE/RpeEUcigJuI/AAAAAAAAABg/oouXAA23vVk/s320/mymind-track10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fanmix pic by &lt;strong&gt;antiquehunters&lt;/strong&gt;. Edward-Bella fans have &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt; taste in music. THEY HAVE &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3 &lt;/span&gt;ARCTIC MONKEYS SONGS OK.&lt;br /&gt;1 The Killers. Franz Ferdinand and The Kooks too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely. Bleeding lovely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-5351125097779780751?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/5351125097779780751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=5351125097779780751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/5351125097779780751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/5351125097779780751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-think-i-said-it-before-gaspard-and.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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://bp2.blogger.com/_8dHlC2dkhoE/RpeEUcigJuI/AAAAAAAAABg/oouXAA23vVk/s72-c/mymind-track10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22440772.post-6862157789702229531</id><published>2007-07-13T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T21:52:29.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;mood&lt;/strong&gt;: stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aural Tests suckssuckssuckssuckssuckssuckssuckssucksSUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;I can't hear the base melody, much less sing it; I can't name the freaking chords accurately all the time; I can't discuss about, oh-&lt;em&gt;musical features &lt;/em&gt;in an extract.&lt;br /&gt;Heh. Grade 8 my foot.&lt;br /&gt;I think I shall pick up guitar. Make someone else take it up with me.&lt;br /&gt;And then we can play AM's guitar rifts &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Teo was lecturing us today about discipline at the parade square today. He quoted this man who said something along the lines of "You can lose anything in your life, but the only thing that can't be taken from your choice of atttitude."&lt;br /&gt;Oh, &lt;em&gt;pfft&lt;/em&gt;, smart-not integrity?&lt;br /&gt;Choice of attitude cannot be taken away from you; what about our integrity?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that the inch of ourselves that we must never let it be taken away from us?&lt;br /&gt;Our &lt;strong&gt;integrity&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;And discipline, in my opinion, is nothing but brainwashing.&lt;br /&gt;You can't do the things you want without disagreement from the teachers.&lt;br /&gt;They are all trying to develop thinking, unique minds they forgot discipline is just a loose rule set for us to follow, for them to guide; freedom, our integrity and our doings are what set us unique.&lt;br /&gt;But this so-called discipline forced us to develop uniformed minds. &lt;br /&gt;But I guess that's what the school wants. What all schools want.&lt;br /&gt;Loyal to school, loyal to country, respect others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard you know. There are so many people out there I feel like breaking their noses and fingers.&lt;br /&gt;Once I find out I got mutant powers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrahrr. I am starting to detest school.&lt;br /&gt;My sis always make working sound so fun.&lt;br /&gt;Her superiors love her, ok. &lt;em&gt;Love&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reasons why lizards are such loathsome creatures-they make those irritating "tsktsktsk" noises.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk your cunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I want tattoos anymore-I watched &lt;strong&gt;House &lt;/strong&gt;today, and House said something like tattoos got this unhealthy chemical or something.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't hear then-TV had to be vol. 14, and I can't read chinese subtitles for nuts and squirrels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must get &lt;strong&gt;NME &lt;/strong&gt;soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-6862157789702229531?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/6862157789702229531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=6862157789702229531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/6862157789702229531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/6862157789702229531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/07/mood-stressed.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-2668925769690989830</id><published>2007-07-11T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T21:52:05.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8dHlC2dkhoE/RpTgS97DVEI/AAAAAAAAABY/EK--Uydrv68/s1600-h/edwardnbella.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085936495672644674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8dHlC2dkhoE/RpTgS97DVEI/AAAAAAAAABY/EK--Uydrv68/s320/edwardnbella.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8dHlC2dkhoE/RpTgEd7DVDI/AAAAAAAAABQ/BVSAtalH9Lc/s1600-h/edward&amp;amp;bella.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall go, find, buy, and read &lt;em&gt;Twilight&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey, it's &lt;strong&gt;Gaspard&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Emily&lt;/strong&gt;. That's &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-2668925769690989830?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/2668925769690989830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=2668925769690989830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/2668925769690989830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/2668925769690989830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-shall-go-find-buy-and-read-twilight.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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://bp0.blogger.com/_8dHlC2dkhoE/RpTgS97DVEI/AAAAAAAAABY/EK--Uydrv68/s72-c/edwardnbella.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22440772.post-4764970133133843953</id><published>2007-07-11T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T21:45:52.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;mood&lt;/strong&gt;: pissed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got Grade 8 piano exam on 23rd Aug at TM.&lt;br /&gt;Let's see if I would score 100 again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And meanwhile, pray to Heaven that I could get 120.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's LA &lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;Geography presentation were shit. &lt;em&gt;Fucking&lt;/em&gt; shit.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Tesia, sorry Dawnn, sorry Esther and Casandra and Jieyi-I fucked LA presentation up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And thanks Cas-for the 'trademark' thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. And it wasn't fair that &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; sat right in front.&lt;br /&gt;Geography was shit 'cos I expected it to be.&lt;br /&gt;Argh.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't think I understand math anymore.&lt;br /&gt;And I sit right in front of class!&lt;br /&gt;And I sleep right in front! During HCL.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God Zhenglaoshi didn't call on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't got &lt;strong&gt;NME&lt;/strong&gt;. Holy motherfucking bullshit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-4764970133133843953?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/4764970133133843953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=4764970133133843953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/4764970133133843953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/4764970133133843953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/07/mood-pissed-i-got-grade-8-piano-exam-on.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-2383387681326147180</id><published>2007-07-10T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T21:51:48.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saw this on Dawnn's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 8px; PADDING-LEFT: 8px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 8px; MARGIN: 15px; COLOR: #1a0a13; PADDING-TOP: 8px; FONT-FAMILY: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #cfcf95"&gt;&lt;h2 style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; FONT-SIZE: 110%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 2px; PADDING-TOP: 2px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #dfdfa5; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #000; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #dfdfa5" href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Jianing&amp;gender=f"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Jianing!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Only 55 percent of Americans know that the sun is made of Jianing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jianing can last longer without water than a camel can!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Long ago, the people of Nicaragua believed that if they threw Jianing into a volcano it would stop erupting!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jianing can use only about ten percent of her brain!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The first Jianing was made in 1853, and had no pedals.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you kiss Jianing for one minute you will burn six or seven calories.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Baby swans are called Jianing!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Church of Scientology was founded in 1953, at Washington D.C., by Jianing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A chimpanzee can learn to recognize itself in a mirror, but Jianing can not.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are roughly 10,000 man-made objects the size of Jianing orbiting the Earth.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; COLOR: #cfcf95; PADDING-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #5f5f42; TEXT-ALIGN: center" action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Go"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tesia is going to remind me of number 4 everyday.&lt;br /&gt;And the Church of Scientology? Uh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-2383387681326147180?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/2383387681326147180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=2383387681326147180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/2383387681326147180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/2383387681326147180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/07/saw-this-on-dawnns-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-3238237652111097244</id><published>2007-07-07T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T18:44:44.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;mood&lt;/strong&gt;: :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;listening to&lt;/strong&gt;: If You Were There Beware - Arctic Monkeys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished chem hw today while watching the concert for Princess Diana, and my father wondered what I was doing when I turned up the TV when some old man by the name of Tom Jones was singing.&lt;br /&gt;Father: You like this guy is it? 0.0&lt;br /&gt;Me: I like the song -starts grinning like an idiot-&lt;br /&gt;Father: 0.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was 0.0-ing 'cause Tom Jones' cover of I Bet You Look Good On The Dancefloor sounds &lt;em&gt;old&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But still, it was a good cover, unlike &lt;em&gt;that band&lt;/em&gt; on Youth Day.&lt;br /&gt;That band should be distainded, and someone should haul the vocalist off and impale him with the drumsticks.&lt;br /&gt;The concert was pretty nice btw(the concert for Princess Diana, not the Youth Day one).&lt;br /&gt;They had a few songs of Phantom Of The Opera 'cause Diana liked musicals.&lt;br /&gt;And Natasha Bedingfield sang Unwritten. &lt;br /&gt;You know, that shampoo song, which ran along the lines of &lt;br /&gt;"Feel the rain on your skin &lt;br /&gt;No one else can feel it for you &lt;br /&gt;Only you can let it in &lt;br /&gt;No one else, no one else &lt;br /&gt;Can speak the words on your lips."&lt;br /&gt;I was all "LOL shampoo advert song is sung by the woman who sang I Wanna Have Your Babies!!"&lt;br /&gt;Yes, interesting song titles she has.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I didn't bring my chinese hw home. Dang.&lt;br /&gt;And I only scored 6 out of 10 for the math quiz on Asknlearn.&lt;br /&gt;Double dang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-3238237652111097244?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/3238237652111097244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=3238237652111097244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/3238237652111097244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/3238237652111097244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/07/mood-d-listening-to-if-you-were-there.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-3072410443477591538</id><published>2007-07-05T19:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T19:28:45.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes you feel like the most horrible person in the whole world.&lt;br /&gt;You compare yourself to others and you feel superior, but in truth, you are not much better than them. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're a whole lot worse.&lt;br /&gt;After some time, you compare yourself to others again.&lt;br /&gt;You comfort yourself by saying "Everyone's different. You surely have something that others don't."&lt;br /&gt;Then the sane part of you tells you "You have gotten so good at lying to yourself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You realise you live your life according to others, don't you?&lt;br /&gt;Your parents, your seniors, and even your friends-they control how you act unknowingly. &lt;br /&gt;You can't be who you truly are, or want to be, because you know the others won't accept you then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you would realise that Death isn't the thing that's scary. It's Life.&lt;br /&gt;And human beings too. The scariest things in this world.&lt;br /&gt;And maybe reptiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Now you say it's getting better&lt;br /&gt;But I don't really see the signs&lt;br /&gt;Said it is too different&lt;br /&gt;You thought it would be suicide. --&lt;em&gt;Everything Is Average Nowadays&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-3072410443477591538?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/3072410443477591538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=3072410443477591538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/3072410443477591538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/3072410443477591538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/07/sometimes-you-feel-like-most-horrible.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-1763333098068937730</id><published>2007-07-05T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T19:08:48.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There was an ugly chameleon/lizard aka a fugly reptile outside Computer Lab 1 today.&lt;br /&gt;Rachel stepped on it while coming out so it became flat. &lt;br /&gt;Then Royston did a funny imitation of Rachel stepping on the lizard for Chun Seng.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-1763333098068937730?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/1763333098068937730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=1763333098068937730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/1763333098068937730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/1763333098068937730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/07/there-was-ugly-chameleonlizard-aka.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-3597913884044410419</id><published>2007-07-02T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T15:51:19.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>KRIS WILSONNN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs9/i/2006/005/3/e/Staring_by_kris_wilson.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/27306138/"&gt;Staring&lt;/a&gt; by *&lt;a class="u" href="http://kris-wilson.deviantart.com/"&gt;kris-wilson&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/"&gt;deviant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/"&gt;ART&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yes I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-3597913884044410419?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/3597913884044410419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=3597913884044410419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/3597913884044410419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/3597913884044410419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/07/kris-wilsonnn-staring-by-kris-wilson-on.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-5944021888646171319</id><published>2007-07-02T08:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T09:20:24.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to do something...different.&lt;br /&gt;As in, rebutt those who rebutted me right here.&lt;br /&gt;But I decided to watch all the Glastonbury vids posted :D&lt;br /&gt;And I am so glad that some guy actually find time to post ALL the minutes of AM's slot. 8 parts though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;You can't pull me down, no, you can't.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL GET &lt;strong&gt;NME&lt;/strong&gt;-their special souvenir festival issue.&lt;br /&gt;Until then, I shall not be rude.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-5944021888646171319?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/5944021888646171319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=5944021888646171319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/5944021888646171319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/5944021888646171319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-want-to-do-something.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-4308000310171943942</id><published>2007-07-01T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T20:37:33.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8dHlC2dkhoE/RoefzN7DVBI/AAAAAAAAABA/1J8fRMKJ0K4/s1600-h/alex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082206406770381842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="ALEX TURNER!! :D" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8dHlC2dkhoE/RoefzN7DVBI/AAAAAAAAABA/1J8fRMKJ0K4/s320/alex.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed something to cheer myself up, so..&lt;br /&gt;I can see Tesia rolling her eyes already. And Cassandra going 0.0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-4308000310171943942?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/4308000310171943942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=4308000310171943942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/4308000310171943942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/4308000310171943942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-needed-something-to-cheer-myself-up.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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://bp0.blogger.com/_8dHlC2dkhoE/RoefzN7DVBI/AAAAAAAAABA/1J8fRMKJ0K4/s72-c/alex.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22440772.post-986932425411538479</id><published>2007-07-01T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T20:33:00.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know what you're thinking. I know.&lt;br /&gt;"Idiots-everyone is posting for &lt;em&gt;boon&lt;/em&gt;, and these idiots come and support &lt;em&gt;bane&lt;/em&gt;? Better to get agreed than disagreed, after all."&lt;br /&gt;I SERIOUSLY WISH I CAN POST AS MANY TIMES I WANT.&lt;br /&gt;There are so many people who's pride in their own country needs some upgrading.&lt;br /&gt;Let's see how many people disagreed with my view:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tesia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jieyi &amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pearlyn.&lt;br /&gt;Let's see how many people disagreed with Cas' views:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tesia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Laura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jinwen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pearlyn &amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cherise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so &lt;strong&gt;gravely &lt;/strong&gt;misunderstood. Oh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can just imagine:&lt;br /&gt;In the future, those (or some) who posted for boon get fired because...fts! (duh)&lt;br /&gt;I can just see them saying:"Oh well..who cares? They are after all, helping with the economy, and they are contributing jobs and ideas-ideas which are far more better than the ones I have in mind, because hello! I am a &lt;em&gt;Singaporean&lt;/em&gt;, and Singaporeans are infamous for their lousy creativity!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Well over there there's friends of mine&lt;br /&gt;What can I say, I've known them for a long long time&lt;br /&gt;And they might overstep the line&lt;br /&gt;But you just cannot get angry in the same way. --&lt;em&gt;A Certain Romance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-986932425411538479?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/986932425411538479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=986932425411538479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/986932425411538479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/986932425411538479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-know-what-youre-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-6567557260586862116</id><published>2007-06-29T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T23:47:25.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My Sis is watching TMNT now on the Bravia, so I am stuck to this, which is complaining. Because I can't watch C2G&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Youth Day Celebration band sucks. &lt;br /&gt;Don't do a cover of Take Me Out if you suck. If you do, it will not turn out as a cover, but a total-humiliation act.&lt;br /&gt;I was watching them playing, and even though I'm no concert reviewer, I could tell they were shit.&lt;br /&gt;No life, honey.&lt;br /&gt;The whole band apppeared bored on the stage, like they were forced to play for a bunch of poor-taste-in-music-&lt;em&gt;kids&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;("Kids" in italics, 'cause to me, they are the kids.)&lt;br /&gt;Fuck. &lt;br /&gt;If you're not playing, &lt;em&gt;don't&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody likes your band. The end.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah. Your vocalist sounds like a typical Singaporean rock wannabe.&lt;br /&gt;Get down, &lt;strong&gt;get down&lt;/strong&gt;, and shut up.&lt;br /&gt;And get a pedalboard alright?&lt;br /&gt;And yes-change the vocalist. &lt;s&gt;Samsung&lt;/s&gt; Samson did better. &lt;br /&gt;At least he got style.&lt;br /&gt;Sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Weekend In The City get 0.1 point more than Favourite Worst Nightmare on &lt;strong&gt;pitchforkmedia&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;No, I am not complaining. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am. About how 8 Days suck for their indie-rock album reviews.&lt;br /&gt;I still got the article on where they gave AWITC a 3 stars rating ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting Tesia and Cas together, and then give them some society issues to discuss is the stupidest thing you will ever do, unless you feel like dittoing either one.&lt;br /&gt;Or if you are too lazy to go away from them both, because both have such magnetic personalities. &lt;br /&gt;Sort of.&lt;br /&gt;Jieyi and I was 0.0 at each other today when those two above were debating. &lt;br /&gt;Tesia won again, of course-thanks to her unreasonably reasonable reasons.&lt;br /&gt;And Tesia is the new Stress. Talking with her can drive you nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Wanna impress your hipster friends? Invite them to the Party."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez. So bad. Why not any Bloc puns? Like, "Wanna impress your hipster friends? See if they Stack up?" Okay, bad, but just as good. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-6567557260586862116?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/6567557260586862116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=6567557260586862116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/6567557260586862116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/6567557260586862116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-sis-is-watching-tmnt-now-on-bravia.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-3882811062762322507</id><published>2007-06-26T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T22:48:16.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finally found a tagboard I can use. But I can't view it at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;And hey-Linkin Park's MV is educational. No kidding.&lt;br /&gt;Just when I was complaining to my brother that I watched the MV for the 30 plus time.&lt;br /&gt;Next thing we know, we would be asked to analyse symbols found in movies. &lt;br /&gt;Like the POTC franchise.&lt;br /&gt;Yes-there are symbols in the POTC movies.&lt;br /&gt;If you are lit-freak, you will know that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-3882811062762322507?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/3882811062762322507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=3882811062762322507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/3882811062762322507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/3882811062762322507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-finally-found-tagboard-i-can-use.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-487838283639532121</id><published>2007-06-25T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T21:01:02.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I should stop moping around. It drives myself nuts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-487838283639532121?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/487838283639532121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=487838283639532121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/487838283639532121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/487838283639532121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-should-stop-moping-around.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-6482790535674312822</id><published>2007-06-23T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T21:37:55.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Walking in the countryside&lt;br /&gt;It seems that the winds have stopped&lt;br /&gt;I took down the posters down from my wall&lt;br /&gt;Left letters for you all&lt;br /&gt;I remember moments of happiness&lt;br /&gt;Endless summers acoustic guitars&lt;br /&gt;Being a man made me coarse&lt;br /&gt;When I wanted to be delicate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called up Eugene told him I was drowning. --&lt;em&gt;SRXT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I freaked myself out yesterday when I talked to my mom:&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'm getting hungry easily these days.&lt;br /&gt;Mom: You are in puberty, no? Or maybe you got diabetes.&lt;br /&gt;Me: *freaked out* NO kidding?&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Just kidding. *carried on preparing dinner*&lt;br /&gt;Me: What if I really had diabetes?&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Stop scaring yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went into my bedroom and flipped through the encyclopedia for symptoms of diabetes. And then started &lt;em&gt;crying &lt;/em&gt;when I saw I had most of the symptoms(or I thought I had).&lt;br /&gt;And I just kept thinking: "My stupid body &lt;em&gt;betrayed &lt;/em&gt;me" and just couldn't stop crying because I was thinking stupidly and thought I was going to get injected with insulin very soon, 'cause if I don't, the doctor would have to amputate my limbs.&lt;br /&gt;And then started wondering what it was like to inject insulin into myself for every one hour.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think the usual stuff I would have thought of, which would have been something like, "Having diabetes is going to be cool 'cause all I have to say is "'Cher I got insulin reaction" for me to eat in class."&lt;br /&gt;No. Was too busy pitying my own sorry self for getting diabetes.&lt;br /&gt;Dumb? Me?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;But I still wonder what it's like to have diabetes. Or any other disease, and then die of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I messaged Tesia and Cassandra, and told them I think I got diabetes.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, those two and more sane than I think they are.&lt;br /&gt;So is Joanne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder who I would call up when I'm drowning.&lt;br /&gt;Joanne? Share one last horny joke with her?&lt;br /&gt;Tesia? Tell her Raymond sucks and then let her lecture me?&lt;br /&gt;Cass? Thanked her again for suscribing to the ATAS(Alex Turner Alerts Service-haha)?&lt;br /&gt;And then tell her "Yes honey I am getting Lost Highway for you"?&lt;br /&gt;Dawnn? Tell her how much I envy her for being so brave as to reveal her feelings easily?(to me anyway)&lt;br /&gt;Esther? Ask her if she done her homework?&lt;br /&gt;Jie Yi? Crack one last joke with her?&lt;br /&gt;Jia Ming? Jia Ying? The rest of the people in class?&lt;br /&gt;Sis? To tell her that she can be a total bitch sometime?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the police. The last time I dialed 999 was when I was 6. And I prank-called them using a public phone-hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Maybe the police. Tell them I want to speak with their manager for the poor toilet-paper service. Or tell them "Yessir may I take your order?" Or some other crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I won't call at all. Maybe I would sing myself to my death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 more day to school reopening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-6482790535674312822?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/6482790535674312822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=6482790535674312822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/6482790535674312822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/6482790535674312822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/06/walking-in-countryside-it-seems-that.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-7850411900410017631</id><published>2007-06-22T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T19:23:59.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E6E6FA" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: September 11&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F2F2FB"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spiritual and thoughtful, you tend to take a step back from the world. &lt;br /&gt;You're very sensitive to what's going on around you, yet you remain calm.&lt;br /&gt;Although you are brilliant, it may take you a while to find your niche.&lt;br /&gt;Your creativity is supreme, but it sometimes makes it hard for you to get things done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your inner peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: You get stuck in the clouds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Emerald&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Leaf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: November&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get stuck in the clouds? You mean me equals proud and unfeeling and narcissistic?&lt;br /&gt;Ha.&lt;br /&gt;And I have inner peace. Woo.&lt;br /&gt;"Your creativity is supreme, but it sometimes makes it hard for you to get things done"-no wonder I always end up with shit pile of homework to complete when others already done theirs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-7850411900410017631?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/7850411900410017631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=7850411900410017631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/7850411900410017631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/7850411900410017631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/06/your-birthdate-september-11-spiritual.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-8157178835819539119</id><published>2007-06-22T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T01:05:06.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I like to spread my pissed-mood around. Read &lt;a href="http://www.glastonburyfestivals.co.uk/performance.aspx?id=196"&gt;Glastonbury Fest's performances line-up&lt;/a&gt; too.&lt;br /&gt;Grrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-8157178835819539119?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/8157178835819539119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=8157178835819539119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/8157178835819539119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/8157178835819539119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-like-to-spread-my-pissed-mood-around.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-5489466632473088757</id><published>2007-06-22T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T00:55:39.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Sugar adulterated. Ruined sugar, its molecules like the crumbling battlements, admitting the spirit of drunkenness. Sugar that is full of dreams, of loss of balance. Topsy-turvy sugar.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading Gerard Woodward's description of alcohol, and Kele was crooning his &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Heavy night it was a heavy night&lt;br /&gt;I cannot remember what I said to anyone"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give up on my homework. I give up on myself.&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing in it for us.&lt;br /&gt;Stress gives me the thrills-yeah, that was in the past.&lt;br /&gt;Now the time is on me, and I don't wish to fight it.&lt;br /&gt;Reality is better than the plastic truth.&lt;br /&gt;And I shall face it with &lt;i&gt;adulterated sugar&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the potential to be an alcoholic.&lt;br /&gt;And I am starting to think that it is glam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I sound emo? Maybe I am-maybe I would start cutting up myself next.&lt;br /&gt;And I would start from my neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, it is not a good idea to:&lt;br /&gt;1)listen to Bloc Party&lt;br /&gt;2)check if Starhub is every bit of the bitch you think it is&lt;br /&gt;3)go to &lt;a href="http://www.summersonic.com/07/lineup/lineup_tokyo.php"&gt;www.summersonic.com&lt;/a&gt; and see their performances line-up.&lt;br /&gt;No. Not the wisest things to do.&lt;br /&gt;Because doing all the 3 things mentioned above just make you &lt;i&gt;maaaaaaaad&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Especially when you already know that listening to BP makes you mad.&lt;br /&gt;I can't go to Glastonbury Fest, I can't go for Summer Sonic.&lt;br /&gt;And then my Sis had to come and tell me to turn off AM's FWN and listen to V for Vendetta's OST.&lt;br /&gt;Then I said no, 'cause listening to the OST this late into the night just scare the shit out of me, and I'm suppose to be doing my damn history poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I am that pissed. I rarely swear nowadays(I can see you go "Oh really?"), but today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe alcohol can really makes one feel better.&lt;br /&gt;And yes-you might want to check out the Summer Sonic website to see what's making me so mad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-5489466632473088757?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/5489466632473088757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=5489466632473088757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/5489466632473088757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/5489466632473088757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/06/sugar-adulterated.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-8585639696816897686</id><published>2007-06-15T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:17:01.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just watched &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xnyeHoVkQQo"&gt;this vid&lt;/a&gt;, and man, it's funny.&lt;br /&gt;"Why did you kick the fat guy out?"&lt;br /&gt;Mean, yes-but funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought the July issue of Q today.&lt;br /&gt;Because...&lt;br /&gt;Drumroll please-&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Arctic Monkeys is featured&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;*do Irish jig*&lt;br /&gt;I saw it when I went to HARRIS, and I was like "&lt;strong&gt;WHOA&lt;/strong&gt;" and &lt;u&gt;can't&lt;/u&gt; keep the silly :D thing off my face.&lt;br /&gt;It just &lt;em&gt;sooooo &lt;/em&gt;make my day.&lt;br /&gt;And then I saw the price, and it made me wondered for the 1780456729349th time why I can't be a Brit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness, badness, and whatever else-ness that I bought it, 'cause &lt;u&gt;Alex&lt;/u&gt; is on the cover.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later when I open the bag, I realised:&lt;br /&gt;one-the cover is ruined, thanks to the stupid CD they included in the bag&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;two-Tesia does not think well of Alex.&lt;br /&gt;She thinks he looks slimy, ugly etc, like a chick which just got out from the egg.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Don't you all think Tesia is horrible and mean and ...insensitive??&lt;br /&gt;Tesia-watch out. One day, I &lt;strong&gt;WILL &lt;/strong&gt;find a horrible and ugly picture of Raymond in which he looks like a burnt pig. One &lt;em&gt;sweet &lt;/em&gt;day.&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me how my homework is doing. &lt;strong&gt;Don't&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-8585639696816897686?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/8585639696816897686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=8585639696816897686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/8585639696816897686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/8585639696816897686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-just-watched-this-vid-and-man-its.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-8969840944990587083</id><published>2007-06-14T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T18:37:58.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm in a reverie right now. It's called The Reverie Of The Green Apple.&lt;br /&gt;Protagonist-the green apple.&lt;br /&gt;Antagonist-holiday homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're supposed to write a letter of recommendation for a &lt;u&gt;fictional&lt;/u&gt; character.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-8969840944990587083?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/8969840944990587083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=8969840944990587083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/8969840944990587083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/8969840944990587083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-in-reverie-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-260575268943016363</id><published>2007-06-14T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T18:27:12.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"He has never been known to use a word that might send a reader to the dictionary." -- William Faulkner (about Ernest Hemingway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Poor Faulkner. Does he really think big emotions come from big words?" -- Ernest Hemingway (about William Faulkner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to be &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;green apple &lt;br /&gt;even though I'm being munched away during an interview.&lt;br /&gt;But that's ok, because I'm healthy, and happy to be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;green apple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-260575268943016363?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/260575268943016363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=260575268943016363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/260575268943016363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/260575268943016363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/06/he-has-never-been-known-to-use-word.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-8273893718237688751</id><published>2007-06-13T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T17:57:10.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;The best you ever had&lt;br /&gt;The best you ever had&lt;br /&gt;Is just a memory and those dreams&lt;br /&gt;Weren't as daft as they seem&lt;br /&gt;Not as daft as they seem&lt;br /&gt;My love when you dream them up&lt;br /&gt;Oh, where did you go?&lt;br /&gt;Where did you go?&lt;br /&gt;Where did you go? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fluorescent Adolescent&lt;/strong&gt; is a great song.&lt;br /&gt;It's fun, it sounds good like hell, and yes-Alex Turner sounds droolworthyily &lt;strong&gt;awesome&lt;/strong&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Well..he always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;"Jianing, aren't you supposed to be oh-doing your &lt;em&gt;pile &lt;/em&gt;of homework now?"&lt;br /&gt;*kicks table*&lt;br /&gt;Shut up. I know. I &lt;em&gt;should &lt;/em&gt;know, since I missed class outing for this torture session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MOE seriously should abolish the homework system&lt;/span&gt;. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, it's a bore.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, it's a chore-neither the students nor the teachers enjoy it. Especially the students ok.&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, there's no reason why they shouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;Sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Only Ones Who Know&lt;/strong&gt; is a lovely song too. The lyrics to the song is cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't see any reason why we should write a poem about some old geezers.&lt;br /&gt;Especially when they're dead.&lt;br /&gt;Especially when I have no idea how to write it.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, if you want me to write a poem about AM's songs, that's ok, because I would &lt;strong&gt;love &lt;/strong&gt;to.&lt;br /&gt;And I could write a sonnet about them with no complaints too.&lt;br /&gt;But really-who the hell is Naraina Pillai? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I wasn't such a hypochondriac so I could get some crummy disease and just drop dead and miss out all the homework fun.&lt;br /&gt;Because you know why? &lt;br /&gt;Most hypochrondriacs don't get any diseases. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the emo freaks out there: one more reason why this life is not worth living-homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-8273893718237688751?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/8273893718237688751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=8273893718237688751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/8273893718237688751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/8273893718237688751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/06/best-you-ever-had-best-you-ever-had-is.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-3814835620493936011</id><published>2007-06-09T21:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T22:12:22.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I shall be honest now, and confess:&lt;br /&gt;I haven't touch my homework pile this holiday.&lt;br /&gt;Well, yes, maybe a bit, but only the maths.&lt;br /&gt;And I mean only the maths assignment 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sooo&lt;/em&gt;..starting from tomorrow, I would work like a mindless zombie without a life of its own, and give up my life to the dark side of school life-the terrors of homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to my school, it isn't a holiday if it isn't one with homework.&lt;br /&gt;Because, according to them, you are suppose to work and play during the holiday so your brain won't rust from not working.&lt;br /&gt;And according to the school, to keep your brain from rusting, the only known remedy is to shove a pile of homework to the poor . and ..and..*sniffs* &lt;em&gt;pitiable &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;miserable &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;unfortunate &lt;/em&gt;students who had to play by the rules of the infamous game of Life which is to-&lt;strong&gt;waste our youth away &lt;/strong&gt;to the monstrosities of homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, I HATE IT.&lt;br /&gt;I hate holiday homework as much as I hate Mediacorp, which you darlings should know that I hate Mediacorp with such ferocity that could be comparable to the rage that Tesia would war if she knew TVB fired Myolie and Bosco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If&lt;/em&gt;. If only that could happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I know I am raving now, like a poor and mad bitch(which I probably am), but please.&lt;br /&gt;It amuses me to type yarns of crap that could be accessible to the whole world so I could provide some sort of entertainment to those who just happened by here, even though what I typed might not be as entertaining as I would like to think and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. This is just what would happen when your Sis decided to watch 300 on the TV, especially when you hate it. Especially when you want to watch the TV.&lt;br /&gt;You go all mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I will not succumb to the terrors of holiday homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That will just be &lt;strong&gt;completely&lt;/strong&gt; disdainful.&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;em&gt;man&lt;/em&gt;, embarrassing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-3814835620493936011?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/3814835620493936011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=3814835620493936011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/3814835620493936011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/3814835620493936011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-shall-be-honest-now-and-confess-i.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-8174494215826008003</id><published>2007-06-08T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T18:55:59.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just took a quiz on MegCabot.com and it says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Your ideal Prom Date is…A vampire!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-8174494215826008003?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/8174494215826008003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=8174494215826008003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/8174494215826008003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/8174494215826008003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-just-took-quiz-on-megcabot.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-5170062492476191019</id><published>2007-06-08T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T18:18:01.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Paolo Nutini says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, I put some new shoes on,&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly everything is right,&lt;br /&gt;I said, hey, I put some new shoes on and everybody's smiling,&lt;br /&gt;It's so inviting."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, I read a new dark gothic and somewhat scary book,&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly everything is wrong,&lt;br /&gt;I said, hey, I read this damn book and everybody's insane,&lt;br /&gt;It's so inviting(I get insane too)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could plan a fete. And serve those champagne.&lt;br /&gt;And we could all dance into the night, and then for the night's finale, someone dies.&lt;br /&gt;Except when &lt;i&gt;he&lt;/i&gt; dies, things could only get better.&lt;br /&gt;Yes-I could do all this. And it would taste so much sweeter.&lt;br /&gt;Revenge always taste better when you plan it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Butbut&lt;i&gt;but&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I envy those with ones to love.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, of course, I love too. If you mean AT and Micheau and Martineau and Sharkey and blah.&lt;br /&gt;And then you would ask, does it matter to who you love? It's the love the counts after all.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes, the one who you love matters alot too.&lt;br /&gt;I say, oh let it be someone real, someone I could hug and hold and pat and love.&lt;br /&gt;You say, there's your friends and Joanne.&lt;br /&gt;I say, it's different. I like my friends alot, but I don't know them well enough, and they don't know me well enough for us to have the friendship love. And by the way, Joanne is just a friend.&lt;br /&gt;You say, open up your soul.&lt;br /&gt;I say, I lost my soul. I am just a living shell.&lt;br /&gt;You say, HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I say, I know-that was so funny you only just remembered to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;You say, what the fucking &lt;em&gt;fuck&lt;/em&gt; is wrong with you?!&lt;br /&gt;I say, I'd wish I know too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I am weird in this way.&lt;br /&gt;After what happened last night, when Sis and Bro went out, I sat down on the kitchen stool and started &lt;em&gt;talking to myself&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. You might laugh now. You might laugh, then one day when what happened to me will happen to you, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then you would talk to yourself too.&lt;br /&gt;Because you can only rely on yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say, that's what friends are for. You help each other.&lt;br /&gt;I say, that was different. I don't want to tarnish their lives by helping me. They are having a gay time enjoying themselves in this life, I don't want to pull their happy moods down, and be that dark and stupid and whatever shroud in their lives.&lt;br /&gt;You say, WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU? Please. Be more sensible.&lt;br /&gt;I say, SHUT UP you !@#$%&amp;*&amp;%$#@!@#$%&amp;*&amp;%$#@!@#$%&amp;*&amp;%$#@! conscience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fete also fête  &lt;br /&gt;n.   &lt;br /&gt;1. A festival or feast. &lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;br /&gt;  a. An elaborate, often outdoor entertainment. &lt;br /&gt;  b. &lt;strong&gt;An elaborate party&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-5170062492476191019?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/5170062492476191019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=5170062492476191019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/5170062492476191019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/5170062492476191019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/06/paolo-nutini-says-hey-i-put-some-new.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-2636524030716122229</id><published>2007-05-31T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T18:35:55.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Je ne suis pas morte</title><content type='html'>Today Did You-&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Talk to a boy/girl you like&lt;/strong&gt; ?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Learn anything new?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morrigan is from Dark Stalkers. YES-I am slow. Shuddupshuddupshuddup-I &lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.Talked to an ex?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.Miss someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Last Person Who-&lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.Laid in your bed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Jianing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Made you cry?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..the one who didn't undestand that I am still in puberty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. You went to the movies with?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tesia, Esther, Dawnn, Cassandra, Jie Yi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Went to the mall with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The ones mentioned above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. You showered with?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jianing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Made you laugh?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis. When she bossed &lt;i&gt;him&lt;/i&gt; around. And &lt;i&gt;he&lt;/i&gt; actually laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Hugged you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Jianing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-General stuff-&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Favorite location?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere with lots of books and none of reptiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17.Tattoo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;YESYESYES. Star one. Or maybe a butterfly one. Or maybe a Hello Kitty one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. What are you most scared of this second?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. Where do you want to get married?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venice-on one of those gondolas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. Does anyone like you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. Do you like being around people?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23.Have you ever cried?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try not to, but I am a human, after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. Are you lonely right now&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. Song stuck in your head?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cry Me A River by Julie London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. Been on radio/TV?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28. Ever liked someone who treated you like crap?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. I never liked someone who would treat me that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30. What color shirt are you wearing right now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31. Name three things that you do every day?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read. Swear. Glare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32. How much cash do you have on you right now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got robbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35. Who got you to join Friendster?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This asshole who sent the invitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;38. What website do you visit the most?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wikipedia. Even though it is unreliable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;39. Do you have plants in your room?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SECRETS-&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.WHAT IS YOUR DISPLAY NAME ABOUT?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keren Ann's song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. WHERE WAS YOUR DEFAULT PICTURE TAKEN (Friendster)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.WHAT'S YOUR CURRENT STATUS?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appear offline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. HONESTLY, IF SOMEONE WERE TO TELL YOU HOW THEY FELT, WOULD YOU LISTEN?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I like you, my pleasure. &lt;em&gt;If.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. WHATS YOUR CURRENT MOOD?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. WHATS YOUR MOST VALUED POSSESSION?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;My virginity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. HOW ARE THINGS IN YOUR RELATIONSHIP?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, AND CHANGE SOMETHING WOULD YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. IF YOU MUST BE AN ANIMAL FOR ONE DAY- WHAT WOULD YOU BE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lioness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. EVER HAD A NEAR DEATH EXPERIENCE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. NAME SOMEONE WITH THE SAME B-DAY AS YOU?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 dudes from 6A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. HAVE YOU EVER SANG IN FRONT OF A LARGE AUDIENCE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. WHAT'S THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..uhm, uhm, uhm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. WHAT DO YOU USUALLY ORDER FROM STARBUCKS?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. HAVE YOU EVER HAD A DRUNKEN WEEK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. DO YOU STILL WATCH KIDDY MOVIES OR TV SHOWS?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. NAME SOMETHING THAT HAPPENED TO YOU TODAY?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. DO YOU SPEAK ANY OTHER LANGUAGE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aouenoinfeonedousngoe-duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. IS THERE SOMEONE ON YOUR MIND NOW?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. WHAT HURTS YOU AT THE MOMENT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiz from Dawnn's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Life — and I don't suppose I'm the first to make this comparison -- is a disease: sexually transmitted, and invariably fatal. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-2636524030716122229?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/2636524030716122229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=2636524030716122229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/2636524030716122229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/2636524030716122229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/05/je-ne-suis-pas-morte.html' title='Je ne suis pas morte'/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-5883082277894683597</id><published>2007-05-31T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T16:58:53.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You need more evidence of the braces?&lt;br /&gt;Watch &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J1fxGt1MQ1U"&gt;this clip&lt;/a&gt; then.&lt;br /&gt;Let the vid finish loading, then skip all the way to 2:11 or somewhere there, and hey! Braces!&lt;br /&gt;The whole vid is in German anyway, so there's no use listening to the song and dialogue, unless you understand German.&lt;br /&gt;And you best watch it now, 'cause obviously, Disney is taking down all the vids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-5883082277894683597?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/5883082277894683597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=5883082277894683597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/5883082277894683597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/5883082277894683597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/05/you-need-more-evidence-of-braces-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-1149356376179580968</id><published>2007-05-31T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T16:39:58.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8dHlC2dkhoE/Rl6D_GcMXXI/AAAAAAAAAA4/KSuyOaCE1jA/s1600-h/braces.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070635350549618034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8dHlC2dkhoE/Rl6D_GcMXXI/AAAAAAAAAA4/KSuyOaCE1jA/s320/braces.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? BRACES!&lt;br /&gt;Yes-I know I have no life, making a big fuss out of what?-braces.&lt;br /&gt;But seriously-they &lt;b&gt;are&lt;/b&gt; braces, and I spotted them &lt;b&gt;myself&lt;/b&gt; ;D&lt;br /&gt;And no no no-they are NOT tooth decay, dirt, etc.&lt;br /&gt;They are the brackets of braces. Without the wires.&lt;br /&gt;And hello-you don't get dirt/tooth decay/etc. right there in the middle of a tooth.&lt;br /&gt;And obviously, you don't get dirt/tooth decay/etc. that shine when the sunlight hits it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine. I know I notice all the small and weird details and &lt;strong&gt;remember&lt;/strong&gt; them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was discussing with Cassandra/Jie Yi(can't remember who it was-this detail isn't small and weird enough for me to remember :D) that day about Neil Gaiman, and his motherfuckinggoddamn awesome works, and I found something light and readable for all you guys who are so desperate for entertainment that you have to come here and read my rants about braces.&lt;br /&gt;It's called &lt;a href="http://ljconstantine.com/babycakes/page1.htm"&gt;Babycakes&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It's only 4 pages of pictures-it's a comic, so just read it.&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm not getting a life anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes you so vulnerable.&lt;br /&gt;It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means someone can get inside you and mess you up.&lt;br /&gt;You build up all these defenses.&lt;br /&gt;You build up a whole armor, for years, so nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life... You give them a piece of you.&lt;br /&gt;They didn't ask for it.&lt;br /&gt;They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love takes hostages.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gets inside you.&lt;br /&gt;It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' or 'how very perceptive' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts.&lt;br /&gt;Not just in the imagination.&lt;br /&gt;Not just in the mind.&lt;br /&gt;It's a soul-hurt, a body-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. Nothing should be able to do that.&lt;br /&gt;Especially not love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;hate&lt;/strong&gt; love. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-1149356376179580968?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/1149356376179580968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=1149356376179580968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/1149356376179580968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/1149356376179580968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/05/see-braces-yes-i-know-i-have-no-life.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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://bp0.blogger.com/_8dHlC2dkhoE/Rl6D_GcMXXI/AAAAAAAAAA4/KSuyOaCE1jA/s72-c/braces.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22440772.post-3095870063484193547</id><published>2007-05-30T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T18:52:16.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watched POTC last night. Wasn't &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; happy with the ending-Disney-esque, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;But what else can you expect from Disney? "The end of the world?"&lt;br /&gt;And the braces at the beginning is upsetting. Very upsetting.&lt;br /&gt;As &lt;strong&gt;fwomp&lt;/strong&gt; put it, "The reason I mentioned the braces was because it takes you out of the fantasy world the film makers created and puts you back in "the real world." Films are a form of escapism, so when they royally screw up like that, it bothers me. Especially for a film that costs so much ($100 million or more?) I still enjoyed the film as a whole, but the braces were pretty lame. If you're going to do a film right, do it RIGHT, for crying out loud!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now we have a whole thread(maybe more) dedicated to the braces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did spring cleaning today-learnt that from the school, doing &lt;i&gt;spring&lt;/i&gt; cleaning in the middle of the year-and found out that I lost my &lt;strong&gt;V For Vendetta&lt;/strong&gt; poster.&lt;br /&gt;Was terribly sad, of course, but that's ok, 'cause I'm getting the comic and the OST soon. &lt;b&gt;Soon&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-3095870063484193547?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/3095870063484193547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=3095870063484193547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/3095870063484193547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/3095870063484193547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/05/watched-potc-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-4681067643898094880</id><published>2007-05-28T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T21:26:49.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I like Clement Martineau.&lt;br /&gt;Come kill me already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-4681067643898094880?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/4681067643898094880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=4681067643898094880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/4681067643898094880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/4681067643898094880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-like-clement-martineau.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-5791205528976532720</id><published>2007-05-27T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T18:09:52.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't mind the last post-I wasn't fully awake why I typed that shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clement Martineau is a total failure as..let's see:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;a Romeo; &lt;li&gt;a driver; &lt;li&gt;a detective and &lt;li&gt;a genius.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder Morgenstern gave up on that dude.&lt;br /&gt;OH YES-and he's a Mama boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been on a hunger strike the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;Missed breakfast, lunch, and only had a slice of cheese cake, a piece of chocolate, 2 slices of cheese, 1 slice of tiramisu and 1 slice of mango cake.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like my metabolism rate is going to get its revenge. Soon.&lt;br /&gt;And horribly too.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Esther thinks I'm weird.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm weird too.&lt;br /&gt;Going on hunger strikes, watching Charlie's Angels(gasps), researching on Catherine La Voisin, and actually quoting Wolverine.&lt;br /&gt;Quoting Alan Moore is ok, but Wolverine? See? I told you I am getting weird.&lt;br /&gt;And did I tell you I watched HSM last night?&lt;br /&gt;I was laughing throughout the whole movie(at the singing parts), but I still watched it.&lt;br /&gt;Sis was going, "I knew it-you're a bimbo who's addicted to Disney's teen movies too!"&lt;br /&gt;And things did not get better even though I swtiched to Keith Barry Extraordinary.&lt;br /&gt;She just kept insisting that magicians are all fake, and watching their shows are a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, she hadn't watch Keith Barry's shows before.&lt;br /&gt;I got so pissed with her, I swept her room this morning, and dumped all the dirt on her bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a bitch. A &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt; one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dang&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-5791205528976532720?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/5791205528976532720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=5791205528976532720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/5791205528976532720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/5791205528976532720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/05/dont-mind-last-post-i-wasnt-fully-awake.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-668642270216786783</id><published>2007-05-26T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T15:21:38.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everyone around me suddenly turns out to be as deep as a plate.&lt;br /&gt;She, him, her, them-everyone.&lt;br /&gt;I am deeply disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;I now stand on the Mt. Everest of life, and look down, and saw them climbing down.&lt;br /&gt;They gave up. They couldn't stand the coldness.&lt;br /&gt;I shouted out to them: "If you can't handle this shit, you become it. You become shit."&lt;br /&gt;The wind carried my voice away. They continued climbing down.&lt;br /&gt;She had been beside me. Now she stood, crying. &lt;br /&gt;"How? Why is it that you can handle the cold? Why?"&lt;br /&gt;She cried, and I feel disappointed that nothing I say could comfort her.&lt;br /&gt;I asked her if she wanted to climb to the peak with me.&lt;br /&gt;She said no, she wanted to go down.&lt;br /&gt;Then she corrected herself: "I want to jump down."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-668642270216786783?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/668642270216786783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=668642270216786783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/668642270216786783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/668642270216786783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/05/everyone-around-me-suddenly-turns-out.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-5532718595575474047</id><published>2007-05-24T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T20:01:12.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>" The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-5532718595575474047?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/5532718595575474047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=5532718595575474047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/5532718595575474047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/5532718595575474047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/05/only-verdict-is-vengeance-vendetta-held.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-3299507991152774215</id><published>2007-05-21T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T19:02:42.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So much for reading MISSING and watching Domino-I know how to punch, I know how to punch real hard, but I don't dare too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be like Choco-poking pencils into people's eyes at the age of 4.&lt;br /&gt;Just 'cause they pissed him off.&lt;br /&gt;And obviously, the jail became a second home to him later in his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Asuming that all things are equal,&lt;br /&gt;Who'd want to be men of the people&lt;br /&gt;When there's people like you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-3299507991152774215?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/3299507991152774215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=3299507991152774215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/3299507991152774215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/3299507991152774215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/05/so-much-for-reading-missing-and.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-2531977993658559477</id><published>2007-05-19T13:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T13:29:03.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Selfishness spoof or empowerment anthem?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-2531977993658559477?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/2531977993658559477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=2531977993658559477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/2531977993658559477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/2531977993658559477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/05/selfishness-spoof-or-empowerment-anthem.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-6495415043505362217</id><published>2007-05-17T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T21:52:40.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate my conscience.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I do something wrong, it kills me from the inside with its shit.&lt;br /&gt;"Jianing, what you're is wrong. It is not right(duh). Take them up-stop throwing the cutlery into the bin. You are supposed to wash them, not dump."&lt;br /&gt;You know what, you goddamn conscience? I don't bleeding care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The Devil is dead!&lt;br /&gt;Everyone can do what they want now!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tesia is very immature. After finishing her Coke, she would chew on her straw and laugh and laugh while I told her off.&lt;br /&gt;Fine-giggle.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;And then she would give me those bambi eyes. &lt;br /&gt;Immature ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-6495415043505362217?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/6495415043505362217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=6495415043505362217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/6495415043505362217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/6495415043505362217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-hate-my-conscience.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-4495725868248811938</id><published>2007-05-16T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T23:34:27.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"What are you looking for?"&lt;br /&gt;"Something."&lt;br /&gt;"..what if it's a nightmare?"&lt;br /&gt;"I'll turn it into a dream."&lt;br /&gt;"And it it's a dream?"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;That&lt;/i&gt; just so describes right now.&lt;br /&gt;Me? Sitting with Guangyi? Ok. I could handle it.&lt;br /&gt;But right in front of the class? Front seat to hell?&lt;br /&gt;Noooooo. I seriously would miss Jieyi. &lt;br /&gt;And my table and chair. Especially when I found out that Amy is going to sit in MY place with the fan. The damndamndamn fab fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jieyi is sitting with Joanne. Grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I've seen you're eyes as they fix on me full of confusion your snarl is just&lt;br /&gt;So condescending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just now how to take the fun out of everything, hmm?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-4495725868248811938?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/4495725868248811938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=4495725868248811938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/4495725868248811938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/4495725868248811938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-are-you-looking-for-something.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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-22440772.post-4551936604396651548</id><published>2007-05-14T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T17:53:39.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If she's not your cup of tea, stop waiting there for more.&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50651/tests/braintwister/index.jsp?testname=braintwisterogt&amp;resultid=V" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://web.tickle.com/cv/50651/http://i.emode.com/tests/braintwister/images/21_s.gif" width="120" height="115" border="0" alt="Take this test at Tickle" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  You're a 21!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50652/tests/braintwister/index.jsp?testname=braintwisterogt&amp;resultid=V" target="_blank"&gt;The Brainteaser Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Brought to you by &lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50631/" target="_blank"&gt;Tickle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaargh-sucks.&lt;br /&gt;21 &lt;b&gt;only&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.4 run today. Yes, again.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Joanne, for running with me(sort of) and failing with me. Again :D&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Yingying, for encouraging me to walk faster and running with me &lt;b&gt;and&lt;/b&gt; help me take my specs :D&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Esther, for running with me :D&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;Aren't you glad I failed again? Today's run made it the fourth time I failed to pass aka failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised our science ecology assignment 1 is actually taken from &lt;a href="http://sps.k12.ar.us/massengale/ecology_worksheet_bi.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;BUT I can't find the answer. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SE talk today. 75% common sense, 25% experiences, and 100% crap.&lt;br /&gt;Blame it on Phillip Pullman(and my brain)-I got too much education on SE.&lt;br /&gt;And of course, those people from the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra and Yingying were doing the "I'm a B, I'm an I, I'm a oh never mind" bimbo cheer all day.&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of fun. As in, the rhyming part.&lt;br /&gt;OH YES Cassandra-you sound like a bimbo now ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne actually wanted to get FWN &lt;b&gt;but&lt;/b&gt; she can't find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't see my tagboard. Daaaaaaaaaaamn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22440772-4551936604396651548?l=alterna-13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/feeds/4551936604396651548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22440772&amp;postID=4551936604396651548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/4551936604396651548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22440772/posts/default/4551936604396651548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alterna-13.blogspot.com/2007/05/if-shes-not-your-cup-of-tea-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>too young to die (not in the good way)</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>
