<?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-4586273192470795634</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:09:22.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superrrfluous</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>nahgnef</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>192</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-3489213454435747518</id><published>2012-02-06T22:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T22:57:08.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat my heart out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Why is everything rewinding and replaying over and again?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Perhaps, one day we can get out of this vicious cycle. Maybe one day we don't have to worry so much anymore. Please help me find my answer, I'm so exhausted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-3489213454435747518?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/3489213454435747518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/3489213454435747518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2012/02/eat-my-heart-out.html' title='Eat my heart out.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-5229893031674478038</id><published>2012-01-23T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T21:54:09.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Draaaaaaagons RAWR :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/cny.gif" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;Happy Chinese new year everybody! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Treasure your loved ones.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Look at the things you have and not those you don't (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Think twice before you act. You may feel the urge to express your feelings on the spur of the moment, but if you just hold it back for a min or two, things may well turn out way better!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-5229893031674478038?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/5229893031674478038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/5229893031674478038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2012/01/draaaaaaagons-rawr-d.html' title='Draaaaaaagons RAWR :D'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-7884575948324289655</id><published>2012-01-21T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T00:34:02.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The sweetest dream will never do;</title><content type='html'>This is a really nice female version! :D &lt;br&gt;It's an old song but I still like it a lot (((: Enjoyyyy! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;iframe width="260" height="220" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LtzybnN2cdw?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I could stay awake just to hear you breathing&lt;br /&gt;Watch you smile while you are sleeping&lt;br /&gt;While you're far away and dreaming&lt;br /&gt;I could spend my life in this sweet surrender&lt;br /&gt;I could stay lost in this moment forever&lt;br /&gt;Well, every moment spent with you&lt;br /&gt;Is a moment I treasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'd miss you, baby&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;'Cause even when I dream of you&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest dream would never do&lt;br /&gt;I'd still miss you, baby&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lying close to you&lt;br /&gt;Feeling your heart beating&lt;br /&gt;And I'm wondering what you're dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if it's me you're seeing&lt;br /&gt;Then I kiss your eyes and thank God we're together&lt;br /&gt;And I just wanna stay with you&lt;br /&gt;In this moment forever, forever and ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'd miss you, baby&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;'Cause even when I dream of you&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest dream would never do&lt;br /&gt;I'd still miss you, baby&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna miss one smile&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna miss one kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just wanna be with you&lt;br /&gt;Right here with you, just like this&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna hold you close&lt;br /&gt;Feel your heart so close to mine&lt;br /&gt;And just stay here in this moment&lt;br /&gt;For all the rest of time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-7884575948324289655?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/7884575948324289655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/7884575948324289655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2012/01/cos-even-when-i-close-my-eyes.html' title='The sweetest dream will never do;'/><author><name>nahgnef</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://img.youtube.com/vi/LtzybnN2cdw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-8070950681923308241</id><published>2011-12-31T15:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T19:26:09.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Motto motto! :3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wow today's the last day of the year already! 2011 passed by really fast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This year, I had my first job (and the second xD ). Got scolded terribly by some patients but was treated to meals by my boss, and wore office wear that made me feel super awkward at times :P I entered a &lt;b&gt;new and unfamiliar&lt;/b&gt; environment but made lots of friends and not to say some super wonderful and &lt;u&gt;AWESOME&lt;/u&gt; people! ^^v&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm glad to say even though we're meeting up less, &lt;b&gt;Jellygang&lt;/b&gt; continues to ROCK &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;And that all my family members are healthy,&lt;br /&gt;and I thank those people who supported me and were there for me when I needed them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Woah why does this sound so formal -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ANYWAYS! Hope everyone's wishes come true! (Except for the villains') Looking forward to the new year and hopefully next year will be an even better&lt;b&gt; year&lt;/b&gt; than this! ^^ (no end of the world puhhleaaaase D: )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To everyone! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;   &lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/happy2012-1.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-8070950681923308241?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/8070950681923308241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/8070950681923308241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/12/wow-in-blink-of-eye-todays-last-day-of.html' title='Motto motto! :3'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-6781260110473657816</id><published>2011-12-01T11:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T12:47:42.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly me to the moon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Exam is overrrrr wooohoooo! :D :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MdQCDS_0U9I/TtcEsTE2lfI/AAAAAAAAAD0/wf3wgE2hK6s/s320/7OFUS.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="191" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SYdxRAyEMEQ/TtcFDLZUjCI/AAAAAAAAAD8/lrrMsH7CFtY/s320/IMAG0944.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great time for the past two days! Felt &lt;u&gt;CRAZY MAX&lt;/u&gt; for the first time after entering university hehehe! Really looking forward to meeting up with more of you during this break and excited to go back to China too! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone enjoy the holidays! ♥♥♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-6781260110473657816?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/6781260110473657816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/6781260110473657816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/12/fly-me-to-moon.html' title='Fly me to the moon.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MdQCDS_0U9I/TtcEsTE2lfI/AAAAAAAAAD0/wf3wgE2hK6s/s72-c/7OFUS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-9213807820269329469</id><published>2011-11-17T21:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T23:27:04.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are the apple of my eye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://sin.stb.s-msn.com/i/B9/90816EFAB65CAAC320BD554EE2B13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人生本来就有很多事，是徒劳无功的啊。&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-9213807820269329469?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/9213807820269329469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/9213807820269329469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/11/you-are-apple-of-my-eye.html' title='You are the apple of my eye.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-8465977230125085345</id><published>2011-11-13T14:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T14:19:20.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Empty my recycle bin.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="450" height="320" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/QIeQbXukmBw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-8465977230125085345?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/8465977230125085345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/8465977230125085345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title='Empty my recycle bin.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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://img.youtube.com/vi/QIeQbXukmBw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-6721809478942491528</id><published>2011-10-19T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T18:09:01.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You justwalked through it.</title><content type='html'>Hey guys! (:&lt;br /&gt;I apologize for not updating in a long while. Loads of projects to settle, have been quite busy ): -sniff sniff-&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But! I think I'm really lucky to have already met a few closer friends! :D :D They fill my life with laughter (And I think I fill their lives with much more, WAHAHA thickskinned) and they're like the motivation for me to go school hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope those who're still reading this blog stay healthy and happy! (hmm and those who don't too? lollll)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gambate everyone! :3 I shall end off with a nice song, at least in my opinion (: &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="250" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pXu8slfJK0w" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-6721809478942491528?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/6721809478942491528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/6721809478942491528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/10/hey-guys-i-apologize-for-not-updating.html' title='You just&lt;br&gt;walked through it.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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://img.youtube.com/vi/pXu8slfJK0w/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-1078039798289966180</id><published>2011-09-18T22:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T00:57:26.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Natnatnat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3N-0WTDf2iI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2GwLe95BQPw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hahaha RUAN HOU ohmygosh how cute is he?! !&lt;br&gt;I'm really gng crazy after ntuc race-on! XD&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-1078039798289966180?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/1078039798289966180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/1078039798289966180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/09/omg-how-cute-is-he-hahaha.html' title='Natnatnat!'/><author><name>nahgnef</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://img.youtube.com/vi/3N-0WTDf2iI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-1882215681028450959</id><published>2011-09-11T13:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T14:00:36.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twenty! :D</title><content type='html'>Birthday's overrrr quiz is coming up next ): saddennnned. A big thank you too all my lovely friends who wished me happy birthday and or took time off to go out with me despite their busy schedule (: I really appreciate it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/pageviews-1.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, why ah! You all expect me to post something on my birthday is it?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Hahaha. So amusing! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/earstud.jpg" width="299" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and! I'm very happpy I got my first pair of ear holes! It's alright for now! :D Hopefully with the money I spent on it, I don't get the ear holes infected, since I have sensitive skin ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-1882215681028450959?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/1882215681028450959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/1882215681028450959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/09/birthdays-overrrr-quiz-is-coming-up.html' title='Twenty! :D'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-5661144354661270078</id><published>2011-09-06T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T18:42:36.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Step up.</title><content type='html'>Just thinking, what if everyone is created to look the same? Will everyone then judge you &lt;u&gt;only&lt;/u&gt; by your personality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha creepy visualisation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-5661144354661270078?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/5661144354661270078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/5661144354661270078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/09/step-up.html' title='Step up.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-5042395776669228514</id><published>2011-09-04T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T00:36:10.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/UR3n8kxCM_0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-5042395776669228514?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/5042395776669228514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/5042395776669228514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/09/remember.html' title='Remember.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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://img.youtube.com/vi/UR3n8kxCM_0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-342697412413649245</id><published>2011-08-30T21:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T18:21:04.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me finish!</title><content type='html'>Does your house phone number start with 65? If it does start with 65, I'm sure you've told a lot of people they called the wrong number before lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who don't know, it's cos Singapore's country code is 65!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's say my house phone number is 65612345, someone who'd wanna call 612345XX and thought they need to add on the country code will dial 65612345XX. Before they press the last two digits, they'd already be calling my house phone D':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people call to ask, 'Is this orchard ion?' Lol and I have to explain to them that they'd have to drop the first two digits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's fine actually. The worst was this morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Rings-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello? Is this _____?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hmm, I think you called the wrong number."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Person hangs up-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Rings-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello? Is this _____?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uh I think you're still calling the wrong number. May I know what number did.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Person hangs up before I could finish talking-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Rings-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello?" (In an impatient voice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...Uh. What number did you dial?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"STILL WRONG NUMBER?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Person hangs up-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Rings-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello?" (me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Person hangs up-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmygod cries. &lt;br /&gt;At least let me finish explaining why you called the wrong number sir? T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-342697412413649245?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/342697412413649245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/342697412413649245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/08/let-me-finish.html' title='Let me finish!'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-2178460728712325481</id><published>2011-08-27T18:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T19:30:44.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just adding on to the &lt;a href="http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/08/tbf.html"&gt;previous post&lt;/a&gt;. Both are the things I thought about during these few weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Recently my friend from uni told me that her friend, who's from poly, got discriminated by someone who came from jc. That former jc student asked her, '&lt;b&gt;You study poly le come university study accountancy for what?&lt;/b&gt;'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Woah, can't believe those words actually came from someone who is in tertiary education! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There should be no difference between everyone who has reached this level at this point of time. All of us, no matter which system we were in, went through a lot (maybe not for some but at least most) before we arrive at where we are now. Who are you to say that she shouldn't be here only because she's from poly?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know about what other jc students think about poly students. To me, contrary to 'popular belief', I regard poly students with great respect. I've also heard that many university professors prefer poly students. The reason being, they most probably had worked much harder than the jc students to stand out among their cohort and make it to uni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So what if someone's past education &lt;i&gt;seems&lt;/i&gt; inferior to you? We're now all on &lt;b&gt;the same level&lt;/b&gt;! They may even outdo you in future! Besides, when you leave uni, who'd care if you came from jc or poly? ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-2178460728712325481?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/2178460728712325481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/2178460728712325481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/08/think-again.html' title='Think again.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-1040316047487028706</id><published>2011-08-27T00:34:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T18:27:27.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To be frank.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's embarrassing to admit that I do treat guys and girls differently. And yes, I do feel very remorseful for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now that uni has started, the problem is becoming increasingly obvious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can never be as nice to guys as I am to girls. (If you girls think I'm nice :P) I suan guys a lot, I glare at them for a short period at times, which really makes me look arrogant or proud I know /: I know for myself that it is really rude. Sometimes I only realize it after a while. But usually when I do reflect upon things, it may already be too late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have always felt that there ought to be a wall between guys and girls to a certain degree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have no idea why I thought this way. Maybe it's cos of that traditional belief - 男女授受不亲, which may have stemmed from the fact that I came from a conservative school (in which I stayed for 6 years). Maybe when I was with my exes, I was already careful to distant myself more from guys so that they won't be jealous, and this continued on even till now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To the guys that I've offended, but targeting at no one in particular, I'm really sorry. I don't know how many of you I did annoy, be it one or a dozen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know it's easy for one to say &lt;b&gt;'I don't mean it'&lt;/b&gt; cos I have done it repeatedly, even to those whom I really think can be good friends with me. But now I'd just like apologize and assure you that I'll try my best to not be mean from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dots.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buuuuuut I thank those guy friends and of course girl friends I do have, for accepting me for who I am despite my crappiness sometimes :P I love all of youuu! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-1040316047487028706?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/1040316047487028706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/1040316047487028706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/08/tbf.html' title='To be frank.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-2209332213936529414</id><published>2011-08-24T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T21:02:38.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You ain't me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Woahhh I didn't know that my blog has quite some readers! Hahaha, thanks everyone! (Including Yingying haha) (: (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Uni life is really quite different D: All my friends say they're stressed across different faculties and universities. Other than the workload, probably the pressure also come from not having your super close friends with you anymore D: And it is even more so for people who are relatively more introverted :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Right now I'm feeling a lot less stressed than the first 2 weeks of school when waves of sadness kept surging through me for some reason. Maybe the transition from absolute slacking to mugging has been too abrupt? D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hope everyone's coping well! (: and remember to chillax once in a while! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-2209332213936529414?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/2209332213936529414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/2209332213936529414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/08/you-aint-me.html' title='You ain&apos;t me.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-4316107218465608975</id><published>2011-08-12T18:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T18:19:35.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here comes goodbye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When we post emo statuses, or quote sentimental lyrics, what could we possibly mean or achieve out of that? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's dumb sometimes, not like those particular someones would see it, or know that we're referring to them. Even if they knew, so what? We know that nothing's gonna come out of it. They've already stated the obvious, the truth is right there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sometimes drowning in our own misery has become a habit of ours, we're the ones who choose to live in the past. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pull yourself out of this mess, get a life, live the &lt;b&gt;present&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-4316107218465608975?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/4316107218465608975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/4316107218465608975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/08/here-comes-goodbye.html' title='Here comes goodbye.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-521667766607287128</id><published>2011-08-07T16:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T16:56:34.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bits and pieces.</title><content type='html'>Maybe it's just me but I really don't like people who judge you without knowing your story or knowing you well enough, &lt;u&gt;and then&lt;/u&gt; bluntly pointing out to you what they think is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Or maybe &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt; am the one being too judgemental :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-521667766607287128?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/521667766607287128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/521667766607287128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/08/bits-and-pieces.html' title='Bits and pieces.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-660059445146934127</id><published>2011-07-29T12:18:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T12:42:47.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But if you can't finda reason to stay.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" imageanchor="1" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/msn1.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just realised that, nowadays, almost everyone's msn nickname has something got to do with his or her own name. Unlike last time when &lt;u&gt;emo&lt;/u&gt; or &lt;b&gt;cheem&lt;/b&gt; statuses dominated. Now everything's in the pm, hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On an unrelated note, the theme of NBS welcome ceremony this year is '&lt;b&gt;Don’t Blend In, Stand Out!&lt;/b&gt;' As ironic as it sounds, we were all informed to go there dressed in blue t-shirts. So, can we do otherwise? :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dots.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;'It's paradoxical, but the more faith you have in yourself, the less you let your ego get in the way of accepting support from other people and allowing them into your intimate space.'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lisa Nichols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-660059445146934127?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/660059445146934127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/660059445146934127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/07/but-if-you-cant-find-reason-to-stay.html' title='But if you can&apos;t find&lt;br&gt;a reason to stay.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-6746375748398333811</id><published>2011-07-27T20:03:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T20:28:29.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay herein this moment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/legolove.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'd miss you, babe&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;'Cause even when I dream of you&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest dream will never do&lt;br /&gt;I'd still miss you, babe&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-6746375748398333811?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/6746375748398333811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/6746375748398333811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/07/dont-wanna-miss-thing.html' title='Stay here&lt;br&gt;in this moment.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-4553636637089983731</id><published>2011-07-26T16:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T16:37:54.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No matter what!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Opppps there doesn't seem to have much installed for us during Orientation Week for NBS :/ Only have to attend the Welcome Ceremony on Thursday! And we're supposed to appear in &lt;b&gt;blue&lt;/b&gt; hahaha! Farah was still asking me, must it be blue clothes, pants and shoes? Omg so cute! :P :P Ohwells! Just make friends along the way ba! No choice haha :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dots.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways the title of this post is the name of the borrowed book I'm reading now hehe. I came across this section that caused a really major &lt;b&gt;paradigm shift&lt;/b&gt;! I'll share it with you (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="quotes"&gt;People can only love you to the capacity that they are able to love themselves. They can only forgive and embrace you to the capacity that they are able to forgive and embrace themselves. They can only give you what they have the capacity to give. You may think that you deserve more, and you may be correct. But that means nothing if a person simply doesn't have the ability to give it to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have an empty 64-ounce cup and you pour the water from a full 24-ounce cup into it, you don't expect it to fill the bigger cup. You accept that that's all the water the 24-ounce cup can hold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we forget this when it comes to people. Each time you expect someone in your life with a "24-ounce capacity" for love, forgiveness, or communication to give you the 64 ounces that you want, you're setting that person up for failure and yourself up for constant disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately, people can increase their capacity for love as much as they want, but if they're at 24 ounces right now, that's all you can expect of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh my gosh. How true is this. I've never thought about it this way before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sometimes, we keep complaining, why are people not doing the same, why aren't they contributing as much as I do. But we have neglected the fact that they might not have the &lt;b&gt;capacity&lt;/b&gt; to give as much as you can, and that they're still &lt;u&gt;developing&lt;/u&gt; their own capacity!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dots.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/magnum.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Magnum rocks!!! (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/yum.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-4553636637089983731?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/4553636637089983731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/4553636637089983731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/07/no-matter-what.html' title='No matter what!'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-7116913077300251387</id><published>2011-07-24T11:53:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T12:38:21.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One two three!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Go check out &lt;a href="http://smile-lifesincolour.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shihui's blog&lt;/a&gt;! Loads of pics! I think she spent like &lt;b&gt;hours&lt;/b&gt; trying to upload them! :O Her trip seems to have been super awesome! :D :D Ohoh! And the blogshops linked at her sidebar are really nice too, do take a look! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just a very random post here (: I hope everyone's doing well! I'm actually not too sure who really read my blog nowadays since there's no place to comment hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm still kinda sad that I missed both the &lt;u&gt;Union Camp&lt;/u&gt; and the &lt;b&gt;NBS FOC&lt;/b&gt; D: Maybe it's just not my luck I guess :/ Still! I have the &lt;i&gt;orientation week&lt;/i&gt; to make more friends and have fun before school starts! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Really sympathize with those in NUS who didn't get to go for any camps OR the orientation week. It's unfair that those who already went for camps can secure a place in the orientation week. Shouldn't it be the other way round? Those who aren't able to go for either definitely will feel left out when school starts, right? /: How cruel D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dots.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to love this quote! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happiness needs sadness.&lt;br /&gt;Success needs failure.&lt;br /&gt;Benevolence needs evil.&lt;br /&gt;Love needs hatred.&lt;br /&gt;Victory needs defeat.&lt;br /&gt;Pleasure needs pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must experience and accept the extremes. Because if the contrast is lost, you lose appreciation; and when you lose appreciation, you lose the value of &lt;u&gt;everything&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-7116913077300251387?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/7116913077300251387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/7116913077300251387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/07/one-two-three.html' title='One two three!'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-2720076253079596754</id><published>2011-07-23T19:21:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T20:27:01.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What really matters;</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/B_IgqW55S8Y?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=2pt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;夜 从天空悄悄滑落&lt;br /&gt;任性地划着伤口&lt;br /&gt;是谁呢&lt;br /&gt;痛得那么沉默&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我 以为把幸福上锁&lt;br /&gt;能紧紧守护承诺&lt;br /&gt;是谁呢&lt;br /&gt;把窗推开 风卷走了爱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为你哭的泪每一颗闪烁&lt;br /&gt;坚定的路途也走得颠簸&lt;br /&gt;头也不回义无反顾&lt;br /&gt;从不后悔深爱过&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为你笑的泪每一颗闪烁&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I love you so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=2pt&gt;最美的爱 不是紧握&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;我们曾拥有&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-2720076253079596754?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/2720076253079596754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/2720076253079596754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/07/fir.html' title='What really matters;'/><author><name>nahgnef</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://img.youtube.com/vi/B_IgqW55S8Y/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-8953954395044189080</id><published>2011-07-20T20:38:00.028+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T18:56:38.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A trip to your heart;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just some random thoughts I had lately after I chatted with les and cass (hey rhymes! :P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;MOST&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; guys won't really want to get to know us more if they're not attracted to our appearance at first glance. Sure, friendship can be made. But it takes a lot longer, and is probably tougher for a guy to fall for his 'ordinary-looking' good female friend who happens to be there all the time for him when he needs someone to console and care for him. But sadly, sometimes they don't even realise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To guys, I don't discriminate those who fall for others cos of looks, since tbf, I dare not say I'm someone who &lt;b&gt;only&lt;/b&gt; look deep inside and don't care about appearance &lt;u&gt;at all&lt;/u&gt;. But just like my les said, it's really important to get to know someone well enough to start a relationship with her, and really, what's inside is the most important..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To girls, I've been truly lucky to have met guys who stayed loyal to me (or at least I think? o.o) and who haven't been total jerks, psychopaths, or inflicted domestic abuse on me. I'm lucky cos I admit I should have had a better understanding of them before I entered into relationships. But I know I won't be, we girls won't be, lucky all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's hard to say whether a guy is truly devoted to you. Unless with time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some only sweet talk to you cos they are lonely and they need someone to flirt to, some are in reality involved with multiple parties at the same time. You won't know. If they think you are truly worth it, they'll wait and see too. I'm sure you don't need someone who hastily wants to be in a relationship with you or anyone else, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We all need time to fully understand someone. Rationalise why you guys aren't together yet when you feel your heart is not cooperating with your decisions. Tell yourself you might even be more heartbroken if you didn't know him better and something happened after you guys were together. Be convinced and don't be easily wavered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Go girls! (:&lt;br /&gt;Of course, all that I've said can be applied the other way round too, so good luck to guys as well! I made the distinction cos I feel that's most of the cases. I could be wrong though! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dots.png"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Life is unfair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How can girls be thin and have big busts at the same time?(unless their genes are good) How can girls have no fats or muscles simultaneously! How can girls be/have all that plus the stereotypical, big eyes, long hair, smooth skin, no facial hair whatnot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And guys just have to be average looking and nice ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-8953954395044189080?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/8953954395044189080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/8953954395044189080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-difficult.html' title='A trip to your heart;'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-8704672682160216081</id><published>2011-07-01T19:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T19:52:11.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/happyface.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-8704672682160216081?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/8704672682160216081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/8704672682160216081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/07/smile.html' title='Smile.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-6013571030571788974</id><published>2011-06-29T19:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T18:30:30.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't wanna run away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/disillusioned.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd be updating tumblr more than blogger guys! &lt;br /&gt;For those who care (:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-6013571030571788974?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/6013571030571788974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/6013571030571788974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/06/all-over-again.html' title='I don&apos;t wanna run away.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-4985196883640790557</id><published>2011-06-02T19:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T20:15:52.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice guys finish last.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;I love this songggg XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="460" height="289" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2Fz3zFqLc3E" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;Nice guys finish last,&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'll treat you like trash,&lt;br /&gt;It's not what I really wanna do.&lt;br /&gt;But, you only date bad guys so,&lt;br /&gt;I'll give it my best try to,&lt;br /&gt;Treat you the way you want me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERSE 1&lt;br /&gt;I never open a door,&lt;br /&gt;or pull out a chair.&lt;br /&gt;You can tell me how your day was&lt;br /&gt;but I don't really care.&lt;br /&gt;And if you ever get cold,&lt;br /&gt;you'll just have to hack it,&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'd be cold too&lt;br /&gt;If I gave you my jacket.&lt;br /&gt;Like WHOA, you ain't sittin up front,&lt;br /&gt;Front is for the homies you can sit in the trunk.&lt;br /&gt;I never answer my phone,&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you call it&lt;br /&gt;And when the waiter brings the bill&lt;br /&gt;I never reach for my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERSE 2&lt;br /&gt;And Ima BEAT you!&lt;br /&gt;At every competition.&lt;br /&gt;Going out with the girls&lt;br /&gt;You better get my permission.&lt;br /&gt;Wait no, i take that back, you can't go,&lt;br /&gt;House is on tonight&lt;br /&gt;And that's my favorite show!&lt;br /&gt;Do I look fat in this dress?&lt;br /&gt;Hell yeah you do!&lt;br /&gt;Wait lemme speak your language&lt;br /&gt;Cows go Moo!&lt;br /&gt;Mooo Moooo Mooo MOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE&lt;br /&gt;But behind the scenes she means the world to me.&lt;br /&gt;Wanna tell her that she's beautiful, and show her that she's loved.&lt;br /&gt;Hold her hand when she's scared, tell her how much I care...&lt;br /&gt;But that won't win her heart BECAUSE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice guys finish last...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-4985196883640790557?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/4985196883640790557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/4985196883640790557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/06/nice-guys-finish-last.html' title='Nice guys finish last.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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://img.youtube.com/vi/2Fz3zFqLc3E/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-5495735404631756418</id><published>2011-05-25T20:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T20:15:37.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Are Words - Chris Medina</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nQY4dIxY1H4?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere you are, I am near&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere you go, I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;Anytime you whisper my name, you'll see&lt;br /&gt;How every single promise I keep&lt;br /&gt;Cos what kind of guy would I be&lt;br /&gt;If I was to leave when you need me most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are words&lt;br /&gt;If you really don't mean them&lt;br /&gt;When you say them&lt;br /&gt;What are words&lt;br /&gt;If they're only for good times&lt;br /&gt;Then they don't&lt;br /&gt;When it's love&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you say them out loud&lt;br /&gt;Those words, They never go away&lt;br /&gt;They live on, even when we're gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know an angel was sent just for me&lt;br /&gt;And I know I'm meant to be where I am&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna be&lt;br /&gt;Standing right beside her tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna be by your side&lt;br /&gt;I would never leave when she needs me most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are words&lt;br /&gt;If you really don't mean them&lt;br /&gt;When you say them&lt;br /&gt;What are words&lt;br /&gt;If they're only for good times&lt;br /&gt;Then they don't&lt;br /&gt;When it's love&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you say them out loud&lt;br /&gt;Those words, They never go away&lt;br /&gt;They live on, even when we're gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere you are, I am near&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere you go, I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna be here forever more&lt;br /&gt;Every single promise I keep&lt;br /&gt;Cos what kind of guy would I be&lt;br /&gt;If I was to leave when you need me most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm forever keeping my angel close&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-5495735404631756418?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/5495735404631756418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/5495735404631756418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-are-words-chris-medina.html' title='What Are Words - Chris Medina'/><author><name>nahgnef</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://img.youtube.com/vi/nQY4dIxY1H4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-6631687254265335850</id><published>2011-05-19T20:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T20:29:18.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't break even, even.</title><content type='html'>My friend's brother's so funny but scarrrry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is part of the convo. I wonder if anyone can make out what he's talking about LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/jx1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/jx2-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then he proceeded on to spam my fb as you guys can see on my page T.T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/nightmare.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahah nightmare!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-6631687254265335850?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/6631687254265335850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/6631687254265335850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/05/dont-break-even-even.html' title='Don&apos;t break even, even.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-8480871427849951393</id><published>2011-05-18T19:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T17:05:03.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You disappoint me, MobileOne :&lt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/m1prob.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh this is so irritating. My phone has no reception for almost the ENTIRE day D: Job agencies can't contact me at all :/ And I can't reply my frieeeeeends either D: My dad says I should sue them cos they make me lose potential jobs hahaha! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I called customer service hotline using my house phone, it was engaged D: I couldn't even do anything about it :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-8480871427849951393?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/8480871427849951393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/8480871427849951393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post_18.html' title='You disappoint me, MobileOne :&amp;lt;'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-3733129464923284638</id><published>2011-05-15T11:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T20:16:44.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talking to the moon - Bruno Mars</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/sf9dUaATAxY?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-3733129464923284638?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/3733129464923284638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/3733129464923284638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/05/talking-to-moon-bruno-mars.html' title='Talking to the moon &lt;br&gt;- Bruno Mars'/><author><name>nahgnef</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://img.youtube.com/vi/sf9dUaATAxY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-8482389138441739103</id><published>2011-05-14T10:46:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T20:14:39.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just the way you are - Maddi Jane</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/CAz1GpZWxOg?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This version is awesommme (: In fact, all the songs by Maddi Jane are! Hear her &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/maddijanemusic"&gt;here!&lt;/a&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When I see your face,&lt;br /&gt;There's not a thing that I would change.&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're amazing,&lt;br /&gt;Just the way you are.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-8482389138441739103?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/8482389138441739103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/8482389138441739103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/05/just-way-you-are.html' title='Just the way you are &lt;br&gt;- Maddi Jane'/><author><name>nahgnef</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://img.youtube.com/vi/CAz1GpZWxOg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-5141684152095004746</id><published>2011-05-11T10:16:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T17:06:51.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This sweet surrender.</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=2pt&gt;好久没用中文打字了，好奇怪哦！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;早上看报纸的时候，不经意看到了这篇文章&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="640" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/IMAG0170.jpg" width="383" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;上学就要酱穿&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGH omg I feel like I'm writing a compo, can't take it anymore, I'm using my first language! Hmm reminds me of les speaking chinese LOL. Anyways I think the people look hmm great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you guys realise something? Like, 70% of the people there are using layering techniques, especially the guys. But how hot is it!? How hot is Singapore?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="640" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/IMAG0171.jpg" width="383" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy's wearing a &lt;u&gt;t-shirt within a t-shirt&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="640" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/IMAG0172.jpg" width="383" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this dude is wearing a &lt;u&gt;shirt within a shirt&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="640" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/IMAG0173.jpg" width="383" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woh! Did we just see a ghost float by or is it just me?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Hahaha joking, really.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;I think her before looks better than her after though.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="640" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/IMAG0174.jpg" width="383" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is REALLY cool, like some kinda korean star. But isn't the clothes a bit, &lt;b&gt;fall-ish&lt;/b&gt;? This is still fine though, look at the next picture.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="640" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/IMAG0175.jpg" width="383" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHEE IT'S &lt;i&gt;SNOWING&lt;/i&gt;!"&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people say that Singaporeans do not know how to dress up. The matter of the fact is, much of the fashionistas or whoever you call them use layering to add that touch to their outfit. And how possible is it in Singapore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a weather like this, esp recently? How in the world do we dress like these people on the newspaper? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="239" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/IMAG0176.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I'd much rather dress like these ordinary looking peeps, -beams- :D&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dots.png"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Love is always patient and kind. It is never jealous. Love is never boastful or conceited. It is never rude or selfish. It does not take offense and is not resentful."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- A Walk to Remember (2002)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-5141684152095004746?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/5141684152095004746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/5141684152095004746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title='This sweet surrender.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-7860134596050313374</id><published>2011-05-10T13:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T10:24:51.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fringe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;One week ago I took out this odd looking pack of chocolate from the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/C360_2011-05-0711-47-45.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened the cover,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/C360_2011-05-0711-50-25.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And holy! I thought I saw dinosaur eggs! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/C360_2011-05-0711-50-49.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But uh they weren't expired lol! And they tasted quite alright (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Moral of the story: Looks can be deceiving.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh! And I cut my dad's "unwearable" tee, as my mum deems it to be (cos the tags were still on o_o), into a fringe top! Kinda? The pictures speak for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/IMAG0165.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/IMAG0167.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/IMAG0168.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taaadaaaa! &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;(Okay afterwards I trimmed the edges of the fringe straight cos if not it seemed like they were converging at yknowwhere LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-7860134596050313374?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/7860134596050313374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/7860134596050313374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/05/fringe.html' title='Fringe!'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-8228346475413463527</id><published>2011-05-07T20:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T12:40:14.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Infinite loop.</title><content type='html'>Omg I swear this is the funniest 'Yahoo Answers' I've seen! HAHAHA I guess the person who answered decided to play along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Q: Can your baby get pregnant if you have sex while pregnant? like if you are pregnant with a baby girl, and you have sex while you are pregnant, can the sperm go up in there and impregnate the baby?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Best Answer - Chosen by Voters &lt;br /&gt;The baby can get pregnant only if it's a female. If you suspect that your baby is pregnant, try not to have sex again. You run the risk of getting your baby's baby pregnant and that can lead to complications like an infinite loop.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and! This domokun clip is so cyooote! XD &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=voC1X_uMC4M&amp;feature=youtube_gdata_player" target="_blank"&gt;Click!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-8228346475413463527?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/8228346475413463527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/8228346475413463527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/05/infinite-loop.html' title='Infinite loop.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-4938839932041745692</id><published>2011-05-03T11:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T19:05:06.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break free.</title><content type='html'>This is super funny but cute hahaha! My friend, Jin Cheng's brother sent me this via Pet Society. You guys can roughly understand what he's trying to say right! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/petsocietyjx.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/petsocietyjxgift-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gave him some gifts since he says that I'm so filthy rich LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="oldernewer"&gt;the aftermath:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/psjx-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha OMG Jin Cheng you better keep a better lookout for your brother -laughs till my stomach hurts- You should show him this like 20 years down the road! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-4938839932041745692?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/4938839932041745692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/4938839932041745692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/05/break-free.html' title='Break free.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-6600500977441077620</id><published>2011-05-02T19:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T13:08:09.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer glaze.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Heyyyy guys I just set up a Tumblr account! The link is below (: I definitely won't abandon blogger since it has been my good friend for like super long! :D Heehee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not too sure how it works yet, I'm sure I'll be able to get the hang of it in no time! :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A short post it will be today! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-6600500977441077620?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/6600500977441077620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/6600500977441077620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/05/summer-glaze.html' title='Summer glaze.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-2727512516089843758</id><published>2011-04-29T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T13:08:53.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The enemy of the best,is the good.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Find the title inspiring? Go check out my lessie's &lt;a href="http://smile-lifesincolour.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog!&lt;/a&gt; :D It's quoted from 1999 World Champion of Public Speaking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Craig Valentine&lt;/b&gt; is really. Awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dots.png"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, was finding out what actuarial science is when I stumbled upon this piece of info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/acturialscience-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it seems really ridiculous to pick on this cos I don't even know what it is about, but ohmygosh how ironic is this rofl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-2727512516089843758?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/2727512516089843758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/2727512516089843758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/04/enemy-of-best-is-good.html' title='The enemy of the best,&lt;br&gt;is the good.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-2055395684591809672</id><published>2011-04-28T17:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T22:05:55.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crimson lightning,Navy ring.</title><content type='html'>Well hello there! :P Yknow what yknow what yknow what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Although I'm not a big fan of PAP cos I'm not into politics and have yet been tortured by cpf contribution and blah blah, Dr Amy Khor just visited me! :D my dad was like so enthusiastic and shook her hands a few times! I shook twice too hehe :P they talked about my house renovation and stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she said, "Remember to vote for me ah!" And I have no idea why but I thought what she said was so frigging cute XD OH! and voting venue is at St Anthoy's my primary school! Pretty cool :3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="239" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/IMAG0160.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha tissue paper for supporters! (:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-2055395684591809672?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/2055395684591809672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/2055395684591809672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/04/crimson-lightning-navy-ring.html' title='Crimson lightning,&lt;br&gt;Navy ring.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-6102113893403122575</id><published>2011-04-27T20:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T20:36:06.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Put a smile on your face (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Hahahah was trying out this app called &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/photo_tagger/?ref=ts"&gt;photo tagger&lt;/a&gt; on facebook. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/phototagger.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious, how they separated all the photos into different groups :P&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-6102113893403122575?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/6102113893403122575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/6102113893403122575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/04/photo-tagger.html' title='Put a smile on your face (:'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-4285203933380852174</id><published>2011-04-27T12:32:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T13:10:33.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Would you paint a rainbow in my heart?</title><content type='html'>As requested by &lt;b&gt;Safaha&lt;/b&gt; (I know you are reading! :D Hahahaha thank you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Photos of kitchen after reno! C:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="238" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/IMAG0152.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horizontal view,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/IMAG0153.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And vertical view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/IMAG0156.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The washing machine is behind the sink now (: &lt;br /&gt;which occasionally kicks the dustbin if it's feeling nasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/IMAG0154.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think the soap dispenser's pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/IMAG0157.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The black door is now replaced by the glass sliding door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmhm! That's all! :D Sorry for forgetting to post this earlier! i.i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dots.png"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways! I'm so amazed at this Youtuber's video! I'll show you guys one of the vids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9Y8GjwuP6-c" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it seems really impractical and only SOME are eatable, all the miniature food she made are sooooo cute! :D I could totally spend the night watching all her vids. Ohmytian Japanese people are super smart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-4285203933380852174?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/4285203933380852174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/4285203933380852174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/04/paint-rainbow.html' title='Would you paint a rainbow in my heart?'/><author><name>nahgnef</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://img.youtube.com/vi/9Y8GjwuP6-c/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-8555888337402610803</id><published>2011-04-23T13:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T19:11:39.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Healing incantation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Flower, gleam and glow&lt;br /&gt;Let your power shine&lt;br /&gt;Make the clock reverse&lt;br /&gt;Bring back what once was mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heal what has been hurt&lt;br /&gt;Change the fate's design&lt;br /&gt;Save what has been lost&lt;br /&gt;Bring back what once was mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What &lt;u&gt;once&lt;/u&gt; was mine&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-8555888337402610803?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/8555888337402610803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/8555888337402610803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/04/healing-incantation.html' title='Healing incantation.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-4321976945350231033</id><published>2011-04-21T18:35:00.030+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T13:12:36.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I see the Light.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm sort of reposting about this movie cos my senior already did on Facebook, and I know I really AM super lag :| But ohmygosh &lt;u&gt;Tangled&lt;/u&gt; is like my favourite Disney movie now! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/tangled.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry Harry Potter fans, but I really regret choosing HP over this movie back when both the movies were screened at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just take a look at these ratings on Rotten Tomato that I took a screenshot of, &lt;a href="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/toprentalsdvds.jpg"&gt;Click Here.&lt;/a&gt; It's so obvious HP is top for dvd rental cos they've got more fans :/ Tangle's T-meter (however inaccurate that is) is so much higher please D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I still managed to watch Tangled on Funshion, it's just a totally different experience watching in cinema vs watching on the computer D: BUT STILL! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, just how awesome is this soundtrack from Tangled, the chorus gives me the goosebumps! I don't care if it sounds childish or disney-ish, I JUST LOOOOVE IT! &amp;amp;I especially do when both of them sing together! Like, awwwww (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I See the Light&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those days, watching from the windows&lt;br /&gt;All those years, outside looking in&lt;br /&gt;All that time, never even knowing&lt;br /&gt;Just how blind I'd been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm here blinking in the starlight&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm here, suddenly I see&lt;br /&gt;Standing here, it's oh so clear&lt;br /&gt;I'm where I'm meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at last I see the light, and it's like the fog has lifted&lt;br /&gt;And at last I see the light, and it's like the sky is new&lt;br /&gt;And it's warm and real and bright, and the world has somehow shifted.&lt;br /&gt;All at once, everything looks different, now that I see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those days, chasing down a daydream&lt;br /&gt;All those years, living in a blur&lt;br /&gt;All that time, never truly seeing&lt;br /&gt;Things the way they were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now she's here, shining in the starlight&lt;br /&gt;Now she's here, suddenly I know&lt;br /&gt;If she's here, it's crystal clear&lt;br /&gt;I'm where I'm meant to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at last I see the light, and it's like the fog has lifted&lt;br /&gt;And at last I see the light, and it's like the sky is new&lt;br /&gt;And it's warm and real and bright, and the world has somehow shifted.&lt;br /&gt;All at once, everything is different, now that I see you.&lt;br /&gt;Now that I see you.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dots.png"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways! I've just started reading this book entitled:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/FxCam_1302950272672.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Although I'm only on the first few chapters, I really feel that this book is super informative! There's something to learn in almost every paragraph! Thumbs up thumbs up! two of the countless cool quotes that the author mentioned in the book are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To see is to experience the world as it is. To remember is to experience the world as it was. But to imagine is to experience the world as it isn't and has never been, but as it might be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;and,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Human is the only animal that thinks about the future.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Idk if you guys find this quote plain &lt;u&gt;common sense&lt;/u&gt; or ridiculous, but I think it is truely inspiring. You must be thinking what has this got to do with &lt;b&gt;Happiness&lt;/b&gt;? Teehee(In the nigahiga way XD)! Don't tell you! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-4321976945350231033?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/4321976945350231033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/4321976945350231033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-see-light.html' title='I see the Light.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-4494583771210235634</id><published>2011-04-20T21:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T20:19:57.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting Outside the Lines- Greyson Chance</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_AU1yyy_At4?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll never enjoy your life,&lt;br /&gt;living inside the box&lt;br /&gt;You're so afraid of taking chances,&lt;br /&gt;how you gonna reach the top?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules and regulations,&lt;br /&gt;force you to play it safe&lt;br /&gt;Get rid of all the hesitation,&lt;br /&gt;it's time for you to seize the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of just sitting around&lt;br /&gt;and looking down on tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;You gotta let your feet off the ground,&lt;br /&gt;the time is now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting, waiting, just waiting,&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting, waiting outside the lines&lt;br /&gt;Waiting outside the lines&lt;br /&gt;Waiting outside the lines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to have no regrets&lt;br /&gt;even if it's just tonight&lt;br /&gt;How you gonna walk ahead&lt;br /&gt;if you keep living blind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in my same position,&lt;br /&gt;you deserve so much more&lt;br /&gt;There's a whole world around us,&lt;br /&gt;just waiting to be explored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of just sitting around&lt;br /&gt;and looking down on tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;You gotta let your feet off the ground,&lt;br /&gt;the time is now, just let it go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world will force you to smile&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to help you notice the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know,&lt;br /&gt;What's in you is out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting, waiting, just waiting,&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting, waiting outside the lines&lt;br /&gt;Waiting outside the lines&lt;br /&gt;Waiting outside the lines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m trying to be patient (I'm trying to be patient)&lt;br /&gt;the first step is the hardest (the hardest)&lt;br /&gt;I know you can make it,&lt;br /&gt;go ahead and take it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting, waiting, just waiting I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting, waiting, just waiting&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting, waiting outside the lines&lt;br /&gt;Waiting outside the lines&lt;br /&gt;Waiting outside the lines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll never enjoy your life&lt;br /&gt;Living inside the box&lt;br /&gt;You're so afraid of taking chances,&lt;br /&gt;How you gonna reach the top?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-4494583771210235634?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/4494583771210235634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/4494583771210235634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/04/waiting-outside-lines.html' title='Waiting Outside the Lines&lt;br&gt;- Greyson Chance'/><author><name>nahgnef</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://img.youtube.com/vi/_AU1yyy_At4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-2378250974339374830</id><published>2011-04-19T11:21:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T15:09:23.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skin deep.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Note: Viewer discretion is advised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm NOT targeting this at a specific someone cos I think a lot of people will go, "Oh is she talking about me?". Not everyone thinks this way, but it's just a trend I've seen a lot on facebook (: period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;• Baby let's go geylang again! I love you muacks!&lt;br /&gt;• Wtheck I'm sick again. 14 times in a row!&lt;br /&gt;• Checked in at Changi prison.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nah I'm just exaggerating! :X okay I understand if people on facebook post this kinda things once in a while, cos I guess most people ARE showy to a certain extent, yes, even I am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Perhaps you really hope someone can read that message and you do not dare or want to tell the person face to face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Perhaps you want to organize a class chalet and you know that mass conversations on phone or coordinating through smses are virtually impossible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Perhaps you are feeling vindictive and really wanna make use of the chance to indirectly spite someone through facebook. (Okay this sounds reaaaally bad /: ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Perhaps you've got some really life inspiring quotes or something uber cute you wanna share with every facebooker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Those. Are like perfectly fine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But for the above three kinds of people who &lt;b&gt;consistently&lt;/b&gt; post whatever that I've mentioned, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know we can just shut our eyes and pretend we didn't see any of those &lt;i&gt;lovey dovey&lt;/i&gt; or those &lt;u&gt;LOOK-OUT-IM-AN-EXTREME-ATTENTION-SEEKER&lt;/u&gt; kinda posts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But c'mon too much of those things posted by one person can be really irritating. We ain't blind and our eyes are incapable of filtering out those contents each and every time we check our facebook! It's not like twitter whereby you can choose who you want to subscribe to. Sometimes I really feel like removing some of the friends from facebook (which I already did and YAY I JUST DELETED ONE!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay so, I know you love your boyfriends and girlfriends and that's great! I just don't know if it's because you guys lack communication outside of social networking platform or lack love from your boy/girlfriends that you have to emphasize eons of times on fb about how much you miss/love him or her. It just shows how &lt;b&gt;insecure&lt;/b&gt; you are, whether regarding the relationship, or friendship wise. Even if you really have something to tell your other half urgently, you don't have to announce every little detail of your relationship and stuff on facebook right? What are &lt;i&gt;phones&lt;/i&gt; for? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And then the ill part. If everyone posts about them being sick, (and if you have thousands of friends) imagine how crazy that could be? Okay obviously that won't happen. But there are people who can post everything and anything, from the moment they get a sore throat (oh and how they get a sore throat), then flu and cough, how their phlegm turns yellow, then green (hahaha exaggeration again), how much tissue paper they use, then finally they recover. THANK GOODNESS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And then what? Wait for people to comment 'get well soon! ' like 100 comments will really make you &lt;u&gt;heal&lt;/u&gt; faster. Hmm, right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They are actually the same kind of people, I realised, who comment smth bad about themselves and hope everyone will comfort them. Things like 'I'm so ugly'.. Ohwait! Just go to YouTube and search &lt;b&gt;nigahiga+facebook&lt;/b&gt; he'll explain to you what I mean hahaha cos he really captures the essence of how these people are but in a super funny way (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've really nothing much to say about the last type of people. The check in here and there part is all too familiar to me. Hello sir, you are not travelling overseas everyday, going to Jurong point or Pasir Ris doesn't interest me in the least bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alright at this point of time some people may be mad at me for saying all these cos maybe these attention seekers really need our empathy and assurance. Well I don't disagree cos a part of me definitely feel &lt;b&gt;sorry&lt;/b&gt; for these people. Sorry because some of them may not have grown up in the most &lt;i&gt;conducive&lt;/i&gt; environment. Sorry because they really need an outlet to express their feelings and they still get criticized by bad people like me, opps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I feel sorry. Because technology has utterly changed the way we communicate with the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sometimes I tend to judge people so easily only by looking at their Facebook wall. Idk but perhaps these people will be like that all their lives, but I do hope they grow out of it. If not I'll quit Facebook for good! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hahahaha &lt;i&gt;just kidding.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-2378250974339374830?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/2378250974339374830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/2378250974339374830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/04/skin-deep.html' title='Skin deep.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-3536115489485189596</id><published>2011-04-15T22:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T13:15:54.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A quarter of a year.</title><content type='html'>I won't forget the day, the day all my emotions ran free, my mind berserk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day I hoped so much for something, and as with all hopes, the day that one of the most enormous disappointments so far in my life overwhelmed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't forget. Who could? &lt;br /&gt;But it's all part of growing up now I know, and I'll treasure it, every bit of it. &lt;img src="http://i997.photobucket.com/albums/af93/LoveBox-Icon/LB%20emoticons/10.png"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-3536115489485189596?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/3536115489485189596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/3536115489485189596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/04/three-months.html' title='A quarter of a year.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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://i997.photobucket.com/albums/af93/LoveBox-Icon/LB%20emoticons/th_10.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-7852077264289645223</id><published>2011-04-10T19:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T12:09:37.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time has no hold on me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was looking at my report book comments in the morning. And I'd really wanna share the comments that my teachers wrote for me :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/report1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/report2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;These were from Primary 5. Ohmy I didn't know I was that quiet. And I didn't know being quiet was remarkable and an act of bravery. Hahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/report3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I think this is from sec two? Suddenly I became good-humored lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But I must say, I'm still an intro-extrovert. Cos at times I still am someone who keeps to herself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-7852077264289645223?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/7852077264289645223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/7852077264289645223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/04/time-has-no-hold-on-me.html' title='Time has no hold on me.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-7949404579242154655</id><published>2011-04-08T19:44:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T23:56:55.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Progress.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hi peeeeople I realised I didn't do a follow up of the first post regarding renovation. Now it's pretty nice ald! I'll take pictures at the end of the entire thing I promise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today, the old carpenter finished the kitchen table top! It's sooo cool cos it's custom made, so the sizes and all fits like a glove! Okay not that exaggerated, but the carpenter stuck the outer layer of surface thingy piece by piece! Omg he's so patient! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways it looks like this! It's still quite messy on the ground and at the side, so bear with me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="239" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/IMAG0087.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so somehow the intricate patterns&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;on the cupboards are too hard to be seen :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="266" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/buffer.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But something cool would be the buffer/stopper, to prevent the doors of the cupboards from slamming shut. Okay fine I know a lot of you guys have this kinda thing, but it's my first time seeing and using it i.i&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sorry for the weird change in lighting haha! Cos I tried different type of effects while taking these photographs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-7949404579242154655?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/7949404579242154655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/7949404579242154655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/04/progress.html' title='Progress.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-4261919022628310636</id><published>2011-04-07T20:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T17:48:21.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy cutesy pie :3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There's this really yummy chocolate wafer I'd like to share with you guys! I remember Mr Tan KS giving us this as our reward during Econs lessons last year :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/choccappuccino.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reallll tasty! :&amp;gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;And there's loads of cute stuff I suddenly wanna post on my blog! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/FxCam_1302172007733.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ex-colleague Su-lynn gave it to me :] Awwww so frigging cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="266" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/FxCam_1302172289674.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One's from les and one's from my ex-colleague Wendy! Don't they look real :D Okay the bun really looks like something else I know I know :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="266" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/FxCam_1302172388981.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is from Tu Yan the Toot Yam!XD Miniature candies! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="266" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/FxCam_1302172151897.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one I guess most of you've seen it ald. Hahaha only some time after I bought it then did I realise it looks like the word jiong3 in chinese (I can't find it in the chinese dictionary input /: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="266" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/FxCam_1302172064577.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made it myself! I think one year ago or something. It's to put like random hair ties, clips and stuff. I think it resembles the pouch, heeee :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="266" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/FxCam_1302171967096.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idk where I got the super cute pin from, the name tag's made by Beryl for some class event, which I forgot T.T The bumblebee clip was from ACSI econs competition in 2009 I think! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="266" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/FxCam_1302172644593.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bracelet is ubbbber cuteee :D It's from bugis! XD &lt;br /&gt;Love the little butterflies detailing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay why in the world am I telling you where I got all of them from, insane. Butttaaaahh, that will be all! :D Haha have fun guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-4261919022628310636?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/4261919022628310636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/4261919022628310636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/04/cutesy-pie-3.html' title='Yummy cutesy pie :3'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-4172461882904260041</id><published>2011-04-03T21:21:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T17:48:21.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want, I won't.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ended work and am lovin' it! :D Gna rest for sometime before working again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Renovation's drawing to a close soon as well! My family and I'd endured so much D: Especially yesterday's painting process. &amp;amp;I dumped so many books and papers omg!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/PETSOCIETYdirty.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my pet Hazelle is so filthy!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha nah that's cos I haven't been playing pet society in a while.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-4172461882904260041?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/4172461882904260041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/4172461882904260041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-want-i-wont.html' title='I want, I won&apos;t.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-7718519297092780634</id><published>2011-03-23T18:06:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T17:48:21.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burden.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My house has been under renovation for the past one week so it's super dusty and I've been inhaling all sorts of things urgh D;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It looked pretty much like this after the first day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="IMAG0065" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5069/5552770572_c20d3c3a30.jpg" width="299" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="IMAG0066" height="299" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5230/5552774634_56762efbeb.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is what it looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="IMAG0073" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5144/5552186547_0417fcf41d.jpg" width="299" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To be frank, the workers screwed up during the first week. The reason you are seeing so little progress is cos they laid the tiles the &lt;u&gt;wrong way&lt;/u&gt; and everything had to be redone. :/ Loss for words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing is not to live in a dirty environment, I don't mind mopping the floor everyday. It is the fact that we have to share a cramped master bedroom toilet, and everytime I go in, I'd disturb my parents. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha but the irony is, I find living in a confined space very &lt;i&gt;cosy&lt;/i&gt;! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-7718519297092780634?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/7718519297092780634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/7718519297092780634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/03/burden.html' title='Burden.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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://farm6.static.flickr.com/5069/5552770572_c20d3c3a30_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-8768345240962249628</id><published>2011-03-11T18:21:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T19:43:55.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suddenly I see.</title><content type='html'>Opened my Mozilla and saw this piece of news:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Tsunami Alert for New Zealand, the Philippines, Indonesia, Papua New Guinea, Hawaii, and others. Waves expected over the next few hours, caused by 8.9 earthquake in Japan.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder if the "others" include Singapore :X &amp;amp;Oh gosh the flooding's really bad. God bless Japan |:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dots.png"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways thought of talking about myself in this post haha. I used to record down every little trivial things about someone, and it suddenly hit me, while I was eating chocolate(random?), that maybe I don't even know much about myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I kinda find this childish and it reminds me of the old days when we were in primary school. Almost every girl had her own notebook and she'd tell all her friends to write down their names, favourite color, food and stuff rofl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But whatever, I'm gna state five things about myself. It'll be funny to look at this when I'm older or somethg (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Cookies-n-cream chocolate &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Milk chocolate's okay but dark chocolate's a no-no for me. Can't stand the bitter taste! But as much as I like white chocolate, I can't take the whole bar of chocolate at one go. Cos it'll get disgustingly sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Sour food.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span id="search"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No I don't mean rotten stuff, I mean fruits like orange, kiwi, or that kinda sour-sweet candies. You know, I really don't like fruits that are ripe to the extent that they lose that tinge of sour flavour that jazzes up the eating experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Blankets.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I really have this strange obsession with blankets. I literally carry along my blanket everywhere I go at home most of the time. My mum and Beryl say that it's because I don't feel secure :&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Han Zi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A lot of people already know this I guess. My parents wanted to name me 涵子 initially. I thought it's quite cute when they mentioned it to me. But it occurred to me after a while, that it may make me sound like a mad person. Imagine, 疯汉子..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Cool nails.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay  this last one is really weird. I've never told anyone about this before. Cos  it's really. Odd. Everyone has their strange sleeping habits, mine is  really one of a kind. I have this habit of putting my nails on my knee  cap, to sort of cool down my nails? I don't know but it's kinda easier  for me to sleep after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Running through the monsoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #666666;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt; Beyond the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #666666;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt; Til' the end of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #666666;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt; Where the rain won't hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-8768345240962249628?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/8768345240962249628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/8768345240962249628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/03/suddenly-i-see.html' title='Suddenly I see.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-5045639509156716178</id><published>2011-03-06T18:35:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T17:49:36.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When all hopes are gone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Found this cool minimalistic ad :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/coolmarriage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice aye? [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's funny how some people used to loath RV so much. Now that their results are good, they can't thank and love RV enough. And those who got not so satisfying results, hate RV even more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Please. RV and our teachers don't owe us anything. If we really wanted good results that badly, we should have tried our best by all means to improve our grades. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Even though I didn't get what I want towards the end, in fact, far from that, I'm still neutral towards RV. Supposing I had been in a better school, I would still have gotten probably the same result. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If we HAVE to blame someone, we can only blame:&lt;/div&gt;• Luck(Maybe you got like 69 or something)&lt;br /&gt;• The way we study&lt;br /&gt;• Our friends who influence our study pattern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But ultimately, we'll still have to blame on ourselves. For not reading the questions properly, for our carelessness, for being over-confident.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Don't be too dismayed anyway, Everything will turn out fine towards the end,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..only if you try that is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-5045639509156716178?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/5045639509156716178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/5045639509156716178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/03/when-all-hopes-are-gone.html' title='When all hopes are gone.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-7373263310445171317</id><published>2011-02-24T18:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T13:17:38.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scripted destiny.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/blackswan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Black Swan with lessie yesterday! I can't help but accept the fact that I'm really a chicken :/ Although it's not even a scary movie to start with, I resorted to doing those things that kids do, yknow, hide behind my own hand ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schizophrenia is scary :C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dots.png"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an unrelated note, I really, do hate &lt;i&gt;facebook&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-7373263310445171317?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/7373263310445171317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/7373263310445171317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/02/scripted-destiny.html' title='Scripted destiny.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-8544309736212791425</id><published>2011-02-18T18:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T17:48:21.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is what happens.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today there was this patient who threw a temper ._. at me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He was like, &lt;i&gt;I need to go to a cluster with less patients&lt;/i&gt;. I thought, I've seen enough of these patients, and assigned him to the cluster he's SUPPOSED to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After ten minutes, he returned and raised his voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"I told you I want to go to the cluster with less patients! I see that there's less patients outside room 40! Why is that so! I still need to wait so long for my number in my cluster you know! It's either you transfer me to that cluster, or I'll lodge a complaint against you!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And so I was trying to be calm and explained to him that he WAS supposed to wait that long precisely because he belonged to that cluster! But that guy wasn't trying to listen at all zzz. My manager saw and tried to resolve the prob.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When she asked what's wrong, I said, "This patient wants to be in a cluster with shorter waiting time." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;amp;That guy almost immediately rebutted, "I DIDN'T SAY SHORTER WAITING TIME, I SAID LESS PATIENTS."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wth? Doesn't that mean the same thing? -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-8544309736212791425?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/8544309736212791425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/8544309736212791425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/02/life-is-what-happens.html' title='Life is what happens.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-8951341018966571092</id><published>2011-02-17T18:07:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T17:48:21.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The night goes on;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm tired of always fearing that I'll be infected by the patients, fearing the patients. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I mean, every other aspect of the job is good! I don't mind the low pay that much either. But I'm just hating the fact that I don't know when I'll really contract &lt;i&gt;hand foot mouth, or sore eyes, or chicken pox&lt;/i&gt;. Puts my friends and my family members at risk as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I keep spamming alcohol on my hands to keep germs away. Now my hands are&amp;nbsp; so dry and are already on the verge of peeling..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But they still need me, still need the help of temp staff, so I'll be nice :P just have to be extra careful and keep myself protected as much as possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can't remember how,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can't remember why,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm lying here tonight.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-8951341018966571092?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/8951341018966571092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/8951341018966571092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/02/night-goes-on.html' title='The night goes on;'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-8746802596932649700</id><published>2011-02-09T19:58:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T19:15:28.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angry birds! &gt;:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just how &lt;u&gt;cute&lt;/u&gt; can the game Angry Birds be?:D It never gets boring! Unless of course you keep failing the same level D: Stupid green pigs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They came up with this "Angry Birds Seasons, Valentines"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/angrybirdsvalentines2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyaaaa! Cute much? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/angrybirdsvalentines.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a photo of it using my dslr, hiakhiakhiak!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Just look at the tiny pieces of food! Awww!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-8746802596932649700?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/8746802596932649700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/8746802596932649700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/02/angry-birds.html' title='Angry birds! &gt;:('/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-6795794017944789919</id><published>2011-02-08T22:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T19:16:02.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A grave mistake.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lol today when I was registering one of my patients, I wanted to ask him if he has history of asthma in mandarin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to say 哮喘, but I ended up saying &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;'先生,你有没有发xiao?' &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lmao omg it sounded like are you crazy! I laughed like hell behind the mask after I corrected myself hahaha! Goodness! Lucky there was something to hide my face from him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-6795794017944789919?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/6795794017944789919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/6795794017944789919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/02/grave-mistake.html' title='A grave mistake.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-6046835197264908608</id><published>2011-01-27T19:20:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T13:20:18.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep the faith.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I learnt from trying out something in the polyclinic that I'm working in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I'm more cheerful, more patients tend to be happier, which in turn makes me happy as well. By the end of one hour I was chatting to loads of them like they're my friends, even joking to some of them once in a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Likewise, I ought to continue to be bubbly, and try to bring as much joy to others as possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“One day at a time -this is enough. Do not look back and grieve over the past for it is gone; and do not be troubled about the future, for it has not yet come. Live in the present, and make it so beautiful it will be worth remembering.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-6046835197264908608?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/6046835197264908608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/6046835197264908608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/01/keep-faith.html' title='Keep the faith.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-8410968985869920075</id><published>2011-01-23T17:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T17:49:48.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The road less travelled.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="descriptionwrapper"&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Life is meant to be difficult. Once we truly see this truth, we transcend it."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;-Dr M. Scott Peck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-8410968985869920075?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/8410968985869920075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/8410968985869920075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/01/road-less-travelled.html' title='The road less travelled.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-5745288161872330146</id><published>2011-01-13T20:09:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T17:50:25.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black skin;</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;New skinnn :D :D Proud of the letters :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/blackskinfinal.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I promised myself to stay healthy till Sat, but I can't even keep virus away from me for a week. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-5745288161872330146?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/5745288161872330146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/5745288161872330146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/01/black-skin.html' title='Black skin;'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-955633882444026380</id><published>2011-01-11T18:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T17:49:36.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool font :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/shadeps.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first try using photoshop! &lt;br /&gt;I think it's quite prettayeee! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum's so baddd! When I asked her, how is it? She said, &lt;b&gt;Cheyyy 有什么好看的!我随便做做都可以跟你一样美!&lt;/b&gt; -evil laughter-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end she opened &lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Words&lt;/span&gt; and used 3d text ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-955633882444026380?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/955633882444026380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/955633882444026380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-attempt-to-make-cool-font.html' title='Cool font :P'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-4576368868119442779</id><published>2011-01-07T18:07:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T19:46:10.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Collapse;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There's a reason why my post title is named like so. &amp;amp;Imma tell you why (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In our polyclinic, there's a distinction between &lt;i&gt;acute non-infectious patients&lt;/i&gt; (infectious refers to those who have either flu, cough, or fever.) and the same type of patients who are going to take some more of their &lt;i&gt;long term medicine&lt;/i&gt; that they've finished their existing dose of. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On certain days, these two types of patients go to the rooms with the same range of room numbers, say, 33 to 40 cluster. &amp;amp;We'll say, "&lt;u&gt;no collapse&lt;/u&gt;" to inform the staff at the registration counter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On other days, these patients need to go different rooms, say, the former goes to rooms 33 to 38 but the latter goes to 39 to 40. &amp;amp;In this case, we'd say "&lt;u&gt;collapse&lt;/u&gt;". It sort of means combine or no combine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The funny thing today was, when, I was registering a patient, one of my colleagues was informing the other about this. She said, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"TODAY SECOND STOREY COLLAPSE AH!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;HAHAHAH, THEN MY PATIENT LOOKED SOOOO SUPER DUPER SHOCKED, COS MY COLLEAGUE STILL LOOKED SO NORMAL AND CONTINUED DOING HER WORK. Hahahhaah I was like lmao-ing insideeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, today on msn news (: &lt;a href="http://lifestyle.xin.msn.com/en/sex-relationships/article.aspx?cp-documentid=4557328"&gt;Top 10 relationship revelations of 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Somehow it's all about &lt;b&gt;Malaysians&lt;/b&gt; though. But it is kinda insightful (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-4576368868119442779?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/4576368868119442779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/4576368868119442779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/01/collapse.html' title='Collapse;'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-6646629187672634868</id><published>2011-01-05T18:18:00.030+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T13:22:14.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>보고싶어요, 하지만..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today when me &amp;amp;Su-Lynn were going back home, we saw this uncle occupying three seats. I was about to ask SL &lt;i&gt;wah that guy so bad&lt;/i&gt;, when she said, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"No ohmygod I don't think he's trying to sleep.."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then I realised that the uncle was about to puke &amp;amp;his face was &lt;u&gt;super pale&lt;/u&gt;. To be frank, we were afraid that he might puke on us instead lol. But we approached him and I tapped him on his shoulders and knee and asked "先生，你没事吧?" Which was obviously nonsensical cos he's surely feeling unwell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But he didn't respond and continue shifting from his seating position to lie down then do the reverse. I asked a few more times and he didn't respond as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another lady came along and asked me what's happening. She said maybe she should report to the staff down the mrt station. But I was like &lt;i&gt;huh but the mrt's leaving soon leh.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After that girl left at CCK MRT station, Su-Lynn asked if I should ask the driver for help, &amp;amp;she had to get off at ald so I was all on my own. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I went to the most front cabin. Didn't know MRT's so frigging longggg, took me a while to reach there. Then I was like sian, I can't open that door leading to the driver what. So I asked this guy beside me, if he knows what to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In the end I pressed the emergency bell. Haha never pressed it before. Cool! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways I was like,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Er hello driver(lol at that), there's this uncle right at the back of the train who's feeling really unwell &amp;amp; is lying down and it seems like he's gonna faint, that's all."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In the end some staff in red came up from Gombak MRT station and the driver signalled to me that I can leave ald.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pleasant experience to help someone. Besides, my mum was like so too. If no one helped her, I'll feel very &lt;span style="background-color: mistyrose;"&gt;pissed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The strange thing was, &lt;b&gt;nobody&lt;/b&gt; sitting beside the uncle cared to ask him what's wrong. They just shifted away -.- I understand that they are afraid that the man has some infectious disease, but that was too much isn't it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What the hell, if everyone in society was like that, what would become of us? ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-chillax-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hOREkPq1aVQ?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hmm, nice song aye? It's called &lt;b&gt;You Wouldn't Answer My Calls&lt;/b&gt; by 2am (: Can't Let You Go Even If I Die by them is also reaaaally nice, but it's just a bit too dramatic D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;The entire of last year, what was I thinking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-6646629187672634868?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/6646629187672634868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/6646629187672634868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title='보고싶어요, 하지만..'/><author><name>nahgnef</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://img.youtube.com/vi/hOREkPq1aVQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-7071080364753815842</id><published>2011-01-04T18:26:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T13:22:55.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hospital craze;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A rare visit to pet society and omg I realised &lt;b&gt;Pet Society&lt;/b&gt; really loves me too much! Even this week's theme is related to me hehehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/petsocietyhospital.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this will rekindle my love for the game lol! &lt;br /&gt;Okay, probably not ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ah I rmbed smth! A funny and scary thing hahaha. Yesterday all three of us, me, Su-Lynn and Xue Li dreamt about the polyclinic. Woah right! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;Ohman, I keep hearing the registration counter bell &lt;i&gt;ringing&lt;/i&gt; in my head right now. Su-Lynn was just talking about that same situation this aftnn. Spooky much? D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-7071080364753815842?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/7071080364753815842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/7071080364753815842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/01/hospital-craze.html' title='Hospital craze;'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-3928987093549479431</id><published>2011-01-03T19:31:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T19:48:27.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vaccination!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gonna try to keep this blog as alive as possible![: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways! I just took the flu jab todayyyy! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been so long since I have had an injection!:P This time round, I saved &lt;i&gt;25 bucks&lt;/i&gt;! Hahahaha! The vaccine lasts for 1 entire year lehhh! :D -dances around in utter joy- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Plusplus! This vaccine's 3in1! It protects ppl against three strains — H1N1, influenza B strain and a new influenza H3N2 strain! Hiakhiak! 赚到了啦!:D :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But the side effects are kicking in D: my hands and feet feel super cold, gonna have fever sooon! Those w/o flu shot, stay away from meeee!:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-3928987093549479431?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/3928987093549479431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/3928987093549479431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/01/vaccination.html' title='Vaccination!'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-3009567480131517430</id><published>2011-01-02T21:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T17:49:56.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helppppp;</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Random &lt;strike&gt;funny&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;b&gt;informative&lt;/b&gt; post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/peeberyl.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-3009567480131517430?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/3009567480131517430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/3009567480131517430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/01/helppppp.html' title='Helppppp;'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-5508545707403383971</id><published>2011-01-01T10:06:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T19:49:42.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As a new chapter begins;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy &lt;b&gt;2011&lt;/b&gt; everyone! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today's such a special day hahaha 1/1/11 (: But I'm welcomed by not only a &lt;b&gt;swollen eye&lt;/b&gt; but also a &lt;u&gt;humongous pimple&lt;/u&gt; on the side of my nose rofl! 've been eating too heaty stuff I guess D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Went to &lt;i&gt;Uncle Malcom&lt;/i&gt;'s (Rachel's dad's) house to celebrate, much the same as every other year (: We played a improvised version of Risk! It's called &lt;u&gt;Risk 2210 A.D.&lt;/u&gt; It's a looooot more complicated than the original Risk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/risk2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, there's even a round moon over there (top center, not the purple bowl!._.) for you to conquer lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;amp;Uh, there's space, land and navy commanders, dictators, energy cards and stuff. Far too arduous!! D: Wanted to play 5 years (5 rounds), but after the 4th year, they decided to stop lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hmm, my wishes for the new year, pretty much the same as anyone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hope everyone remains healthy![:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Good grades for A's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maintain family cohesion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not drift apart from the &lt;span style="background-color: #fce7e7;"&gt;Jellies&lt;/span&gt;! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;(This, I'll keep it to myself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All the best to alllllllll of you! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-5508545707403383971?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/5508545707403383971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/5508545707403383971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2011/01/as-new-chapter-begins.html' title='As a new chapter begins;'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-1121896589025771875</id><published>2010-12-29T20:22:00.045+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T13:24:49.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day of job! + Aussie part 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;[slotted in]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I realised this is the last post of December 2010, so I gotta paste the links for all posts in Dec here, since as I've mentioned earlier, some posts cannot be viewed cos of too much photos uploaded in the three giant posts. (Yes, I realised that was a super RUN-ON sentence T.T) So, here they are! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2010/12/how-would-you-know-if-you-didnt-try.html"&gt;How would you know if you didn't try&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2010/12/bored-bored-bored.html"&gt;I'm a bored, bald boar;&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2010/12/dots.html"&gt;Dots&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2010/12/anxiety.html"&gt;Anxiety&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2010/12/aussie-part-1.html"&gt;Aussie part 1&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2010/12/aussie-part-2.html"&gt;Aussie part 2&lt;/a&gt; |  &lt;a href="http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2010/12/aussie-part-3.html"&gt;Aussie part 3&lt;/a&gt; |  &lt;a href="http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2010/12/apologies.html"&gt;Apologies&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2010/12/1st-day-of-job.html"&gt;1st day of job + Aussie part 4&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;[/slotted in]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hi peeeeepo! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today was, as the blog title speaks for itself, the first day of my job as a temporary Patient Service Associate at Woodlands Polyclinic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ayee but I didn't do nor learn a lot today, much of it was watching and self-learning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Basically if the patient merely has a flu or aches here and there, it's a really simple job. But if they have long term medication, got referred to the clinic by some hospital, need to do numerous tests, then it tends to be a bit more challenging. But I shall pick up all the skills along the way yeah! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/workplace.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Workplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Met two teenagers who are working there as temp staff as well! &lt;i&gt;Su Lynn and Shirley&lt;/i&gt; I think :D Two S-s! Rofl just kidding! Su Lynn looks a little like &lt;u&gt;Winnie&lt;/u&gt;! :P LOL, Winnie's super funny can, she asks me to take a photo with Su Lynn and post it on facebook &amp;amp;tag her hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway they are &lt;u&gt;O level graduates&lt;/u&gt;! Which means that I'm the oldest there of course. They thought I was of the same age as them. I was like smirking from within and said Thank you Thank you! Oppsayee hahaha. It feels goooooddd! :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ohoh! And today they had this fire drill thingy! :D So cute and cooool! [: I learnt how to use a fire extinguisher too! Hahaha! The handle's really cold! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/firedrill1.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/firedrill2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Xue Li over there in black and white :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;amp;Yeah black and white's our &lt;b&gt;work attire&lt;/b&gt;. Since we're only temp staffs, the uniforms that the permanent staff were wearing weren't given to us. I didn't have polo tee which was completely white &amp;amp;without logo, so went to buy two sets with Beryl today after work :P Thank you Beryllll! :D :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wahhh I'm really tired of uploading &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Aussie photos!&lt;/span&gt; Hmm shall I give the URL of the album to y'all and then you guy can view the photos yourselves? Ooooh oooh, I heard 'yes'es! LOL okay lah, I imagined it myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/Aussie%20part%204/?albumview=slideshow"&gt;Here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Enjoy! It will be in the form of a slide show(: It's not complete though, I shall upload bit by bit(: &amp;amp;There are no captions!D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;[slotted in]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Added! But some cant be viewed cos the photos blocked them. To solve the prob, you can just leave the slideshow to run on itself. &lt;i&gt;Do not touch the mouse!&lt;/i&gt; This way, the lower portion of the screen will disappear (: and every caption can then be viewed with ease. &amp;amp;If you want the photos to run faster, just press &lt;b&gt;left and right arrows&lt;/b&gt; [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;[/slotted in]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sumimasen!D: (learnt from Beryl) Gotta forgive me the lazy bum yeah! [: Can ask me personally for captions if you all want hahaha doubt anyone would do that :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥ Signing off~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-1121896589025771875?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/1121896589025771875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/1121896589025771875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2010/12/1st-day-of-job.html' title='1st day of job! + Aussie part 4'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-4541715896082021163</id><published>2010-12-28T12:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T13:25:30.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sorraye I haven't uploaded &lt;u&gt;Aussie part 4&lt;/u&gt; yet cos yesterday I had to go for a job interview. &amp;amp;Guess what! I've just been informed this morning that I got the job already! :D :D :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So yeaah today gotta go sign the contract, and I have to go DBS to open an account before that D: Urhm most probably I'll only be able to upload the pictures afterwards or a few days later, cos I need to start work immediately tmr T.T I don't know if Beryl has gotten the job as well! Really hope so![:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The job's at Woodlands Polyclinic, ayee &lt;b&gt;receptionist&lt;/b&gt;. I'm kinda bothered by the fact that I don't know any Singapore dialects. Cos most of the patients there are old people D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;amp;I've got to wake up very early every morning D: D: Hahah then again I get to go home earlier! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ttfn! Need to get my &lt;i&gt;lunch&lt;/i&gt; ready! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-4541715896082021163?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/4541715896082021163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/4541715896082021163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2010/12/apologies.html' title='Apologies!'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-938308760135798053</id><published>2010-12-27T00:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T17:48:21.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aussie Part 3.</title><content type='html'>Hell yeah! I'm back to upload more photos! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;So the next day (whichever day may it be), we went for some forest adventureee first. Yeap yet again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random trees ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this would be the so called &lt;i&gt;lianas&lt;/i&gt; that I learnt on geog textbook two years back? Those woody vines coiled around that tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some prettaye flowers (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh! And we suspected that's a HUGE nest left behind by some gigantic bird or something hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel and Asia! They look a little "dwarfy" here. Sorry about my bad photo taking skills :P But they're kids afterall, who cares if they look short! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel was taking photos of some insect hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Later on, we went to this place called ThunderBird Park? Hahaha for some adventure games course. If you wanna go next time click &lt;a href="http://www.thunderbirdpark.com/adventure-parc/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; for more details (: But they've some height limit thing so Rach and Asia couldn't go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All ready :P Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A monkey in distraught. That's mhey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.goldcoast.com.au/images/uploadedfiles/editorial/pictures/2009/01/06/adventure-parc-09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's supposed to look something like this but my mum didn't take many photos and besides she had to stand below so it was difficult for her to take good shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were super tired when it ended! T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Uh yeah we saw a huge spider there :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biscuit to fill my stomachhh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rach's ahma feeding her (: cyooote!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the mart that evening for some groceries shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA! Elongated tomatoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just look at how fresh their fruits are. Gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree20.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree19.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bananas. Yeah! Ladyfinger? Not sure 'bout that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An archaic balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is new! Aye how do I phrase this, the summing up of the costs of each item is also displayed to the customers as the products are being scanned. Okay whatever, you get what I mean! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, me and Rachel played with her magic pens! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree24.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree25.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taadaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel's work! Can you see the "Rachel" and "I love Jie Jie" up there? :D And -ahhem- yeah Jie is me duh :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree23.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My work. I have to say, I'd no idea why I wrote "moss" ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, Movie world! Sigh didn't take lot's of pics since most of the time we were taking rides, watching stuff, when it's impossible to take photos or eating lol! But unfortunately I didn't dare take those scary rides alone (since the adults are too scared to go and there were no one my age there D: ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Btw some of the pics here are coped from elsewhere, not taken by me. So they tend to be a little blur)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree44.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree28.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, the Superman Escape ride. Gosh look at how steep it is. Toldya how scared I am of the feeling of gravity pulling me, much less taking that ride. -hyperventilates- If Jellygang was around, I'd take that ride though :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree33.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did take the indoor Scooby Doo ride though. It was (and will be, for you guys) a breeze. The only weird part is that you didn't know where it was gonna turn or when it's gonna drop. It threw went downwards when it was travelling backwards for a few secs, and I got a shock LOL. &lt;i&gt;Soli lah! People have a weak heart cannot meh! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree45.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one's the Lethal Weapon ride. Your legs are supposed to be left hanging outside. Yknow, like the -R groups in the secondary structure of the amino acid chains? LOL what am I saying. Damn! Should have taken the ride. Regretting already D: Hey! But I still got the tickets till June next year! :P Anyone wanna go Aussie with me again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree46.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another ride I went, Wild West Falls. It looks pretty harmless. At some parts it's pretty like Scooby Doo ride, whereby you drop down backwards. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree40.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT IT GOT ME ALL DRENCHED SHEESH, look at my hair. And shirt. And shorts. T.T Hahaha but having fun's the most impt no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree47.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the ride I'd never. Yeah. EVER. go. You know the reason yeah? DON'T drag me along! Hear that? LOL okay chillax. It's Batman Space Shot. They say it goes down faster than g. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree35.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree36.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to see Marilyn Monroe, okay fake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree30.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's the Hollywood stunt driver show. Oh no I'm too tired of uploading the vid. So I'm gonna dump a random youtube video uploaded by others here! :D:D (yeah, about the show ._.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="305" width="450"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mErmEkK8mMQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mErmEkK8mMQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="450" height="305"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, this is a really long vid! Cos the show's long! Hahaha! &amp;amp;I didn't even look through the vid since youtube is slow now, so I have no idea whether it's good or not. HAHA! But I gotta say, precision must really be there. And for them to always land at that particular position w/o knocking into other cars, it is really something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree27.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh and at some point of time snow (actually it's soap) was released from nowhere lol. It was quite surprising but awesommmme. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="305" width="450"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L8YuIwWbqcw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L8YuIwWbqcw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="450" height="305"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video actually took close to three hours to be uploaded ._. and it's about soap?! Aye but well, I'm in itttt! :D LOL. It's funny how that guy in red keep blocking the snow! Yes block block block all you want but it's still gonna drop on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree39.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also watched 4-D The Polar Express show which was much worse than Singapore's Shrek 4-D. -shrugs-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree34.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate lunch which was fries and hamburger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree41.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And dinner. Same thing again. I was getting really sick of the food at that point of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree31.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my tweety birddd! In some kids show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree38.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Toy tweety! :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree37.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside some kids ride again! LOL. Gosh you can tell I'm getting bored of adding captions for the photos. Oh dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree42.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel and Asia on their favourite ride! They went for the ride 3 times lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/partthree43.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xmas celebration at night! Pretty neon lights yeah! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how much effort I've put into uploading these photos and how late it is nowwww D: One more part to go! T.T Gotta sleep for now! Uploading tmr again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-938308760135798053?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/938308760135798053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/938308760135798053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2010/12/aussie-part-3.html' title='Aussie Part 3.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-2872505033113895159</id><published>2010-12-23T20:30:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T18:02:11.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aussie Part 2.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Do you know why the marriage ring is placed on the fourth finger from the thumb from your left hand? Because its the only finger that has a Vein which is directly connected to our heart. Its called the Vena Amoris. (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dots.png"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger is weird. It seems to be unable to contain all my posts o.o even when you click on Dec 2010 archive, some of the other december posts cannot be viewed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clicking &lt;a href="http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/atom.xml"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; might help?&lt;br /&gt;And I've also put several links on top for you my blog viewers (: At the end of Dec I will paste the links onto the last post of the month. So that the posts can still be viewed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, went to this really beautiful light tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/parttwo1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/parttwo2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol gotta love this pic, actually Rachel's just irritated by the weather. But it looks as though Neville had bullied her and he really has this arrogant look on his face ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/parttwo3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle slowly climbing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/parttwo4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/parttwo6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/parttwo5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/parttwo7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp;mum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/parttwo8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like a never ending road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/parttwo9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue blue sky. Bravo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to seaside afterwards. It looks hot but it was reaaaally cold then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/parttwo10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/parttwo11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look like I'm bashing someone's head (My dad's actually) but hey really I'm not! LOL, I was lifting the surf board up to avoid being dragged away by the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/parttwo12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;That night, Rachel's kindergarden friend Asia joined her (: Hahah Asia's such a unique nammmeee! But I think I'd name my daughter Azure instead lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting tired of uploading D: &lt;br /&gt;The next day, we went to Sea World!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/parttwo22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/parttwo13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/parttwo18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/parttwo19.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/parttwo20.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/parttwo27.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly lotsa seagulls over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/parttwo15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum took this photo, she said it was nearly impossible for her to capture us on photo since this roller coaster is actually really fast. As far as I could see, it is faster than the orange one (with loops), which I didn't try cos no one wants to go with me D: Frieeeeends! Go with me next time!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/parttwo23.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dolphin show! The dolphins were really amazingggg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/parttwo25.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for this ride as well. Actually I hate the feeling of dropping down! You can spin me around make me go from right to left but experiencing gravity is a no-no for me! Unless there are friends around of course(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/parttwo16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids ride. But they allow max one adult per two seats that are joined tgt, so I gotta pull that string myself ): pull until no strength LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/parttwo17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just look at my sian face hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/parttwo24.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw this self-entertaining polar bear too! It's so cuteeee! It played with the yellow cone for a long time and kept diving into the water to entertain us :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/parttwo28.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get to sit in helicopters too! But I bet it costs a fortune D: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/parttwo26.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/parttwo21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pirate show at the end of the day lol (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-2872505033113895159?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/2872505033113895159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/2872505033113895159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2010/12/aussie-part-2.html' title='Aussie Part 2.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-2375453715166384898</id><published>2010-12-23T13:07:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T17:48:21.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aussie Part 1.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sorry too many photos, and I have to resize the photos smaller since photos taken by DSLR are really huge, &amp;amp;save them on &lt;a href="http://www.photobucket.com/"&gt;Photobucket&lt;/a&gt; to ensure the photos are not compressed by blogger. &amp;amp;So with ald so much things to do, I'm not gonna trim round edges (which was for aesthetics sake) for each photo yea? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Rented a car and drove from airport to our first apartment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the lamps are not perpendicular to the horizontal?[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;This building's cool (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room, sorta? But I slept on the sofa in the end cos it was more comfty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Master bedroom. That's my mum there lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out to have lunch soon after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel's hilariously cute lol. Oh sorry didn't tell you guys, Rach's my dad's boss's daughter. and uhh only their family and mine went on this very trip (: (Though another family came to join us on the next few days)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First meal we bought, it's called Lunch Box! (Well cos it comes in a box like container)&lt;br /&gt;Cheeky mum :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closer view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nomnoms! Ohoh and cos they are Christians so they'd always pray before each meal [: That's Auntie Siok there, Rachel's mum. And Neville, Rach's cousin who always bully her, hmm sometimes vice versa [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to apartment, sorting out food and stuff. I'm eating something I think lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooking in progress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before our dinner~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used dishwasher instead! Hahaha we aint got this stuff at my own house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Next day, Carrara Market! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fruits and veges they sell there are super fresh, as you can see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady weighing cherries for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone19.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scents? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone20.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random string of cute Koala toy bears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids even get to ride on mini horses in the market o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone23.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, they've got a chance to make friends with animalllls lol! Oh yea that butterfly make up is done in the market too. Lotsa kids had them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lunch at a family restaurant afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone25.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum and dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone24.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much effort put into decorating the burger! -thumbs up-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone31.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeaaa you guys gotta try this! :P It's quite addicting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We went for sight seeing afterwards. Drove to some mountainous place and found our way to numerous waterfalls. I swear they were magnificent, but slightly scary too D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone27.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone26.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone28.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this flooded path, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone41.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah I look funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol my mum told dad to carry her cos she dowan water in her shoes lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;He obeyed her commands hahaha cute or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone30.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone42.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel totally should be a model when she grows up :P adoooorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay time for some gross stuff :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone32.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone33.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are their shed skins. Urgh I'm gonna puke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone36.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best of all lookouts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone37.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't capture how beautiful it was, I don't have wide angle lens D: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone35.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone34.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Malcom and his family! :D Uncle Mal= Rachel's dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone38.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this shop down the hill that sells choc related stuff. Lol this one's soap actually, looks really like chocolates though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dayone39.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy REAL chocolateee! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally done with part oneeee. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-2375453715166384898?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/2375453715166384898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/2375453715166384898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2010/12/aussie-part-1.html' title='Aussie Part 1.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-5079709076894912452</id><published>2010-12-23T10:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T17:48:21.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anxiety</title><content type='html'>New blog template! (: It's Blue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/blueblogtemplate-1.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Yeah! I'm back from Australiaaaa! (: &lt;br /&gt;General comments: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;Everyone&lt;/u&gt; is so gorgeous-looking over there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The sky turns dark very early in the evening and dawn breaks very early too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shops close super early. Shopping malls as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Things there are generally more expensive than that in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loads of pictures taken in aussie coming up next, but there's really a lot of them so I have no choice but to upload in separate chunks. Cheeerio!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-5079709076894912452?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/5079709076894912452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/5079709076894912452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2010/12/anxiety.html' title='Anxiety'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-1165775543105872934</id><published>2010-12-10T09:59:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T13:30:38.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dots.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hate my &lt;u&gt;rashes&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ever since primary 4, whenever I take a hot bath, sweat under the sun, or swim under the sun, little red dots will show up on my face and neck. Sometimes if I'm &lt;i&gt;lucky&lt;/i&gt;, it will appear on my arms as well. All thanks to the Lux green color body exfoliating wash. Y'see, from the fact that I can still remember its name, you know how big an impact it had left on me. I can even remember how the body wash looks like, just that it's not on the market already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hate rashes cos I can't do things I like, or rather, I can't enjoy the things I like whenever it appears. Although I do admit that I don't like jogging, I really love some sports! Even if I can't play well, I still love the process and how much fun you can have with your friends while playing! I love running on the beach and immersing myself in the seawater and looking at small creatures swim to and fro. I love all these. Unfortunately, I can only do so in a limited time span, or under certain conditions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some may think, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What, it's just some itches here and there, no biggie right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But mine's beyond that I feel. Can you imagine having mosquito bites all over your forehead, on your two cheeks, below your eyes, behind your ears, around your neck? It doesn't feel good really. And it's even worse in seawater, my skin will feel like it's burning and it stings like hell after sometime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And it doesn't help when people stare at me like I've got some kinda disease though I'm sort of getting used to it. It doesn't help when some people ask me, are you alright, and give me the 'Urgh I'm disgusted' look at the same time. It doesn't help when some of my friends say 'you look like you just endured a prolonged war' or comments like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Maybe it's just me. They may be really concerned afterall and it's perhaps cos of my cynicism. Even if they do feel so, it should come quite naturally right? Since it's really odd. Since I really do look like a Frankenstein.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But, itch plus looks always make me want to dig a hole in the ground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That's why I hate my rashes. I'd always have to avoid staring at people straight in the face and hurry to the toilet and splash water onto my face and wait till the rash fades a little. I mock myself in the mirror sometimes. I'd ask my friends, I look like a monster yeah? Cos even I think so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dots.png"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sigh this feels like an emo essay. Time for some happy stuff!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday's Jellygang outing was aaaaaaaaaawesome! We played two PlayStation games (: Guitar hero and Heavy rain! :D Shihui says the latter is the one of the games that received the best comments!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/heavyrain.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- How far are you willing to go to save someone you love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Superrr coooool but loooong game :P The story's about the 'Origami Killer' who killed children. (I shall not reveal more) You get to navigate the characters around and choose your own ending to the story by selecting what each character says or does when you're in each of their perspective. But it's also like a movie! The animations and graphics are really good! (: Sheesh makes me want to have a PlayStation too ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Guitar hero. Second time playing! :D hahaha it's still very fun to me! And i still like the guitar part the most! I think I scored (my) all time highest for singing! :D 99% Wooo! -shows off-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We cooked food at Les's house too! The photos are on Beryl's phone though, don't think she uploaded them yet. But we really cooked a glutton's meal! I can't even finish my bowl of spaghetti D: D: Hahaha when the photos are up, I'll upload them asap! [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dots.png"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm flying to &lt;b&gt;Brisbane&lt;/b&gt; tonight. Coming back on &lt;u&gt;22nd&lt;/u&gt; (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;See ya my friends &amp;amp;my blog! Tata for now!:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-1165775543105872934?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/1165775543105872934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/1165775543105872934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2010/12/dots.html' title='Dots.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-78341364795775592</id><published>2010-12-08T12:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T17:48:21.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a bored, bald boar;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yaaaaay Jellygang outing tomorrow at Les's houseeeee (: (: Can't wait! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sigh, learning a foreign language, especially the sentence structure, is sure difficult, but I'll try my &lt;i&gt;bestest&lt;/i&gt; best! I'm gonna take super long to really know how to converse in it ): maybe 2 years or 3? ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ohmygosh, this piece of info is cool:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/koreaninteresting1.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-78341364795775592?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/78341364795775592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/78341364795775592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2010/12/bored-bored-bored.html' title='I&apos;m a bored, bald boar;'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-7317932377344001225</id><published>2010-12-07T13:03:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T13:32:57.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How would you know if you didn't try?</title><content type='html'>Prom's over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should sound sad right? Hmm idk but maybe it's cos I didnt feel too excited about prom either. Since half of &lt;b&gt;Jellygang&lt;/b&gt; didn't go afterall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry HuiYee ): It's not your fault, but I think that makeup place wasn't very professional (&amp;amp;I think you'd agree with me too? :P), even though they won the Miss Singapore Makeup or whatever contest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't very worth it to have my hair straightened (which was ald quite straight to begin with) for twelve bucks (The person doesnt even know how to tease hair) and the nail booth for eight bucks. My nails were screwed up, really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/nails1.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The color's quite nice though ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/nails2.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But bits and pieces of my nail polish chipped off right after prom. Sigh. Or maybe it's just me! :P &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, let's not comment too much about it! (: Well afterall, my dad says it's worth the experience! :D But next time, I'm just gonna buy my own makeup kit! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dots.png"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh! My friend bought my a razor commmmb! Not sold in Singapore oh! :D Heheheeee. Anyone wanna cut hair? :P Find meeeee! (After I've mastered how to use it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/razorcomb.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-7317932377344001225?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/7317932377344001225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/7317932377344001225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2010/12/how-would-you-know-if-you-didnt-try.html' title='How would you know if you didn&apos;t try?'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-932091430997775207</id><published>2010-12-01T18:36:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T17:50:25.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too far; too tiring.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Annyeong! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Safaha, Gummy, Jean and I went to our job agency at Orchard today! &amp;amp;The staff, Miss Kelly, introduced us to work at Starhub in Payar Lebar as customer service staff. We said we didn't mind the distance at first. &amp;amp;So we planned to wait for &lt;u&gt;5 hours&lt;/u&gt; while loitering around the shopping malls before our interview :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In the end, we had to reject the offer cos we realised how draining it is gonna be to travel all the way to the other end of Singapore by train.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/mrtmap.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this!! Omo, 5 days a week, for 6 straight months?! Andwaeee! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;amp;So, gone's our high pay job! D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hahah but seriously I don't care about the salary (: Since it's the experience that matters!:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/greenblogskin2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colour of the month, Green for christmas! :D :D&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-932091430997775207?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/932091430997775207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/932091430997775207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2010/12/too-far-too-tiring.html' title='Too far; too tiring.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-3847961901678879627</id><published>2010-11-30T14:11:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T13:34:43.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What about now, Westlife.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="65"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OaRxUieZFqc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OaRxUieZFqc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="65" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shadows fill an empty heart&lt;br /&gt;As love is fading,&lt;br /&gt;From all the things that we are&lt;br /&gt;But are not saying&lt;br /&gt;Can we see beyond the stars?&lt;br /&gt;And make it to the dawn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change the colors of the sky&lt;br /&gt;And open up to&lt;br /&gt;The ways you made me feel alive,&lt;br /&gt;The ways I loved you&lt;br /&gt;For all the things that never died,&lt;br /&gt;To make it through the night,&lt;br /&gt;Love will find you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about now,&lt;br /&gt;What about today,&lt;br /&gt;What if you’re making me &lt;br /&gt;all that I was meant to be,&lt;br /&gt;What if our love never went away,&lt;br /&gt;What if it’s lost behind &lt;br /&gt;words we could never find,&lt;br /&gt;Baby, before it’s too late,&lt;br /&gt;What about now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun is breaking in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;To start a new day&lt;br /&gt;This broken heart can still survive&lt;br /&gt;With a touch of your grace&lt;br /&gt;Shadows fade into the light&lt;br /&gt;I am by your side,&lt;br /&gt;Where love will find you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about now,&lt;br /&gt;What about today,&lt;br /&gt;What if you’re making me &lt;br /&gt;all that I was meant to be,&lt;br /&gt;What if our love had never went away,&lt;br /&gt;What if it’s lost behind &lt;br /&gt;words we could never find&lt;br /&gt;Baby, before it’s too late,&lt;br /&gt;What about now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we’re here,&lt;br /&gt;Now that we’ve come this far,&lt;br /&gt;Just hold on&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing to fear,&lt;br /&gt;For I am right beside you.&lt;br /&gt;For all my life,&lt;br /&gt;I am yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about now?&lt;br /&gt;What about today?&lt;br /&gt;What if you’re making me &lt;br /&gt;all that I was meant to be?&lt;br /&gt;What if our love had never went away?&lt;br /&gt;What if it’s lost behind &lt;br /&gt;words we could never find?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about now?&lt;br /&gt;What about today?&lt;br /&gt;What if you’re making me&lt;br /&gt;all that I was meant to be?&lt;br /&gt;What if our love had never went away?&lt;br /&gt;What if it’s lost behind &lt;br /&gt;words we could never find?&lt;br /&gt;Baby, before it’s too late,&lt;br /&gt;Baby, before it’s too late,&lt;br /&gt;Baby, before it’s too late,&lt;br /&gt;What about now? &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dots.png"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A levels is officially over for me! (: (: Does anyone have job recommendations? Need a jobbbb! ): If not I'd be very bored over the long holiday! Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday watched &lt;u&gt;Happy Potty&lt;/u&gt; with half of Jellygang members! :P hoho!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/hpdeathlyhallows.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When Voldemort held the Elder Wand, I thought goshhh pleeeeease end nowwwwww, cos I desperately needed to go to the toilet LOL! &amp;amp;Yeaaa part one ended. Hahahah am I pro or pro? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sigh but a bit sian, cos the story hasn't ended just yet and we have to watch part two again next year ._. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now I wna watch &lt;b&gt;Rapunzellll&lt;/b&gt;! Heard it's an amazing movieee! :D :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Give me extra moolah! $.$ money face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dots.png"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/faileddish.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first dish made by myself EVER.&lt;br /&gt;My gosh it really doesn't look very edible does it! &lt;/center&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Actually I peeled the tomato using the &lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;expand and contract&lt;/span&gt; method, but I think I overcooked so the whole dish so it turned out to be so gross P:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Actually it tastes quite okay but still. Wait till I see my parent's horrified expressions hahaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sorry to my future hubby (if I do get one lol)! I &lt;i&gt;will and must&lt;/i&gt; improve LOL! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-3847961901678879627?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/3847961901678879627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/3847961901678879627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-about-now-westlife.html' title='What about now, Westlife.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-586504304264844704</id><published>2010-11-28T09:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T13:35:38.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As though history is repeating itself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The lower portion of my right eye is totally swelling up :/ and it's &lt;b&gt;purplish&lt;/b&gt;. I wonder what happened to it D: it hurts when I press on it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yahoooo! One more day to the end of As!(:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I feel upset sometimes, never in 6 years were any of my classes in RVHS really united. We always ended up in small cliques here and there. I wonder how it is like to be in a class that's really bonded. Maybe part of it is &lt;u&gt;my own fault&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But I'll never be in a "class" anymore. No opportunity to feel that way anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-586504304264844704?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/586504304264844704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/586504304264844704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2010/11/as-though-history-is-repeating-itself.html' title='As though history is repeating itself.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-4317097225767139616</id><published>2010-11-25T23:15:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T23:36:34.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH HA NI!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;First, add "I'm a/an" to the title&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color/kind of socks are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Red = loud&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Green = stupid&lt;br /&gt;[x] None = freaky&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Fuzzy = gorgeous&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Yellow = innocent&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Purple = a little too happy&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Black = emo&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Stripes = funny&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gray = skanky&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Pink = preppy&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Light blue = sweaty&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Other = hot&lt;br /&gt;[ ] White = sexy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of pants are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Shorts = cutie&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Skirt/skort = skank&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Corduroy = faggot homosexual&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Tight jeans = scene kid&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Ripped jeans = emo&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Cammo = cage fighter&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Jeans = prep&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Pajamas = pimp&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Cargo = clown&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Sweats = athlete&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Boxers = brat&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Booty shorts = female&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Capris = Gangster&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Nothing = hoe&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Dickies = weirdo&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Bikini bottoms = tiki girl&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Other = sex addict&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your natural hair color?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Auburn = that every one wants to make out with&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Blonde = with a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;[x] Black = with a sexy smile&lt;br /&gt;[] Dark brown = with a hot boyfriend/girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Red = that likes to have fun&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Brown = who loves to be different&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Dirty blonde= with sexy eyes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Bald = with herpes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Other = with a nice ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick the month you were born on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 1 = who ate&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 2 = who needed&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 3 = who killed&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 4 = who will be naked with&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 5 = who killed&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 6 = who banged&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 7 = who smoked with&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 8 = who ran shirtless with&lt;br /&gt;[x] 9 = who was stabbed horribly by&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 10 = who cuddled with&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 11 = who slept with&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 12 = who shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick the day you were born on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 01 = the kool-aid man&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 02 = a dog&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 03 = a shoe&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 04 = a toothbrush&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 05 = Santa Claus&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 06 = The Trojan man&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 07 = a glass of milk&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 08 = a prostitute&lt;br /&gt;[x] 09 = a porn star&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 10 = a bag of weed&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 11 = a lover&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 12 = Barney the dinosaur&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 13 = a horse&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 14 = a lesbian&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 15 = a stripper&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 16 = a pickle&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 17 = a jew&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 18 = a homo&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 19 = an orange&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 20 = a dildo&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 21 = a homeless guy&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 22 = a whore&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 23 = my crush&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 24 = an easter egg&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 25 = a jar of honey&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 26 = a condom&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 27 = a bowl of cereal&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 28 = a french fry&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 29 = your dealer&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 30 = Paris Hilton&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 31 = your grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick the color of the shirt you are wearing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] White = because I love marijuana&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Black = because im sexy as hell&lt;br /&gt;[x] Pink = because the lil people told me to&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Blue = because I have AMAZING boobs&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Red = because I'm a pimp and your jealous&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Polka Dots = because I hate my life&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Purple = because I'm gay&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gray = because I got dared&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Other = because that's how I roll&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Green = because I'm good in bed&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Orange = because I smoke crack&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Turquoise = because I have a noodle in my nose..&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Brown = because I had to&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Shirtless = because I've got abs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm a freaky cutie with a sexy smile who was stabbed horribly by a porn star because the lil people told me to!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ohmygosh what on Earth is this Lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dots.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, have you guys heard about the drama "Playful Kiss"? The Korean version of the taiwan drama "It Started with a Kiss".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/playfulkissdrama.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's really not bad you know! I have no idea why it has only 3% in viewership in Korea. Maybe cos of the fierce competition there I guess?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The leading actress is quite a beauty I think, or cutie! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/jungsomin3.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/jungsomin4.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/jungsomin5.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jung So Min, that's her! (:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hahah funny right, most people should be ogling at Kim Hyun Joong, but not me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But the more I watch the drama, the more I realised that there's quite an obvious resemblance (voice, actions and hairstyles in dramas, face) between her and Yoon Eun Hye, which everyone is more familiar with. You can go google some of their photos for comparison (: She's even given the nickname of the second coming Yoon Eun Hye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I used to think Yoon Eun Hye was sooo &lt;u&gt;cute&lt;/u&gt; back then when I was watching Goong. But now I that I've realised, maybe it's only cos I like this kinda cheeky &amp;amp;cute celebrity girls :P ( &amp;amp;So not the typical thin, cute but cool kind of girl like Jessica Jung whom most guys like. Sorry if i offended anyone! OPPS!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aye I think Jung So Min's really adorable! But Yoon Eun Hye's prettier bah (: Her eyes are bigger that's for sure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-4317097225767139616?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/4317097225767139616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/4317097225767139616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2010/11/no-im-not-gonna-give-in.html' title='OH HA NI!'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-5716471257071610111</id><published>2010-11-24T21:09:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T13:38:38.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New template!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hahaha I like this template quite a lot cos it's simple and cos of the gradient thingy on top! Then again, if I don't, why'd I use it right (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;amp;I think I ought to keep track of my blog templates, it would be nice viewing them again cos most of the blog templates are made/ edited by myself! :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm proud of mahself! *smirks*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/blogtemplate2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current template :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh and this! I think it's one of my &lt;u&gt;prettiest&lt;/u&gt; and most successful blogskin made of all time! Only for my own use though :P hehe I'm selfish! Lol no lah, never tried to figure out how to post on blogskins.com before haha (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/lovepollutionsmaller.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Yeap! They are both pink I realised haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/dots.png"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh yeah, I'm looking through my photobucket photos that I uploaded ages ago. I think I was really &lt;i&gt;crazy&lt;/i&gt; (with a capital C) last time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/BUZZ2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/beeee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh who would want a &lt;u&gt;bee&lt;/u&gt; for their pet?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-5716471257071610111?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/5716471257071610111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/5716471257071610111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2010/11/new-template.html' title='New template!'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-5696530214435191583</id><published>2010-11-23T18:46:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T13:39:36.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 more paper to go! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hehe quite happy! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hmm but sometimes after major exams end, I will feel quite &lt;u&gt;empty&lt;/u&gt;, do you guys have that feeling too? Haha. Like, suddenly you've got nothing to do but to play. &amp;amp;I won't feel very productive. Only when I mug and have that little teenie weenie bit of time to slack, then would I feel really satisfied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sigh getting ill again, and I can feel my body blaming myself again :/ But people around me are all catching the flu virus. (&amp;amp;Some originate from me, OPPS!) No choice. Lol and so I just &lt;b&gt;disinfected my jacket&lt;/b&gt; yesterday! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yayee! Barber coming to my house to mug our last paper on Thursday/ Friday! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh and I realised that in my posts two years ago I sound so much more hyper. Plus I was so sick last time ._. Plus I can't really understand some of my posts, don't know what I was refering to or talking about. Lol I think I really grew &lt;i&gt;older&lt;/i&gt; D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/oldman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imman ill and old man.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-5696530214435191583?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/5696530214435191583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/5696530214435191583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2010/11/1-more-paper-to-go.html' title='1 more paper to go! :D'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-3551754342539529440</id><published>2010-11-20T16:08:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T17:48:21.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect, Hedley.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="65"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/inOZh780MpY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/inOZh780MpY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="65" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling a thousand feet per second, you still take me by surprise&lt;br /&gt;I just know we can't be over, I can see it in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Making every kind of silence, takes a lot to realize&lt;br /&gt;It's worse to finish than to start all over and never let it lie&lt;br /&gt;And as long as I can feel you holding on&lt;br /&gt;I won't fall, even if you said I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not perfect, but I keep trying&lt;br /&gt;'Cause that's what I said I would do from the start&lt;br /&gt;I'm not alive if I'm lonely, so please don't leave&lt;br /&gt;Was it something I said or just my personality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making every kind of silence, it takes a lot to realize&lt;br /&gt;It's worse to finish than to start all over and never let it lie&lt;br /&gt;And as long as I can feel you holding on&lt;br /&gt;I won't fall, even if you said I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I'm not perfect, but I keep trying&lt;br /&gt;'Cause that's what I said I would do from the start&lt;br /&gt;I'm not alive if I'm lonely, so please don't leave&lt;br /&gt;Was it something I said or just my personality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're caught in a lie and you've got nothing to hide&lt;br /&gt;When you've got nowhere to run and you've got nothing inside&lt;br /&gt;It tears right through me, you thought that you knew me&lt;br /&gt;You thought that you knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not perfect, but I keep trying&lt;br /&gt;'Cause that's what I said I would do from the start&lt;br /&gt;I'm not alive if I'm lonely, so please don't leave&lt;br /&gt;Was it something I said or just my personality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not perfect, but I keep trying&lt;br /&gt;'Cause that's what I said I would do from the start&lt;br /&gt;I'm not alive if I'm lonely, so please don't leave&lt;br /&gt;Was it something I said or just my, just myself&lt;br /&gt;Just myself, myself, just myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm not perfect, but I keep trying&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-3551754342539529440?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/3551754342539529440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/3551754342539529440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2010/11/perfect-hedley.html' title='Perfect, Hedley.'/><author><name>nahgnef</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-4489215997625763117</id><published>2010-11-18T17:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T13:40:24.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adrenaline</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sometimes, all you need is a rush of &lt;u&gt;adrenaline&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= makes you nervous&lt;br /&gt;= unable to read questions correctly&lt;br /&gt;= tackles question the wrong way&lt;br /&gt;= lose more marks than others&lt;br /&gt;= get poor results.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, I shall not be nervous.&lt;br /&gt;But the more i think about that, the more nervous I become T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-4489215997625763117?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/4489215997625763117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/4489215997625763117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2010/11/adrenaline.html' title='Adrenaline'/><author><name>Feng Han</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-7115910430518474559</id><published>2010-11-16T18:53:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T13:40:50.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A long way to go;</title><content type='html'>When is &lt;b&gt;it&lt;/b&gt; going to end?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-7115910430518474559?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/7115910430518474559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/7115910430518474559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2010/11/when-is-it-going-to-end-16november.html' title='A long way to go;'/><author><name>Feng Han</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-5546616017875339888</id><published>2010-03-26T22:36:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T23:27:10.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>变化 何維健</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zbjsw6v1C-U?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zbjsw6v1C-U?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="420" height="315" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=2pt&gt;海变成陆地&lt;br /&gt;快乐的能变成悲剧&lt;br /&gt;那么爱 会不会变成了麻痹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;沙变成天梯&lt;br /&gt;丑陋的能变成美丽&lt;br /&gt;那么你 会不会变成我的仇敌&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不是挑剔&lt;br /&gt;可怕的变局&lt;br /&gt;随时都在背后偷袭&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;时间会把我把你&lt;br /&gt;都变成了灰烬&lt;br /&gt;从勇气 变距离&lt;br /&gt;没有人能够保证&lt;br /&gt;永远一起&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;时间会把我把你&lt;br /&gt;都变成了回忆&lt;br /&gt;那时候 有没有&lt;br /&gt;一个不会为时间&lt;br /&gt;而变化的你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;分开追逐著相聚&lt;br /&gt;辛酸渴望著甜蜜&lt;br /&gt;我们都是一样&lt;br /&gt;穷得只剩下空虚&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我买不起&lt;br /&gt;我不确定&lt;br /&gt;绝望谷底有没有奇迹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;时间会把我把你都变成了灰烬&lt;br /&gt;从勇气 变距离&lt;br /&gt;不变的幸福&lt;br /&gt;只是 一种距离&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;时间会把我把你都变成了回忆&lt;br /&gt;那时候 有没有&lt;br /&gt;一个是你爱我我爱你最完美的结局&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还是&lt;br /&gt;我变成了你最想忘记的回忆&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-5546616017875339888?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/5546616017875339888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/5546616017875339888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='变化 何維健'/><author><name>Feng Han</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-5325252437857007572</id><published>2010-03-26T21:47:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T17:48:21.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st on the Charts! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/98719martop20chart.jpg" style="height: 460px; width: 336px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice. Vanilla Twilight's the first &lt;span id="PresenceContainer"&gt;&lt;i&gt;♥&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span id="PresenceContainer"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Justin Bieber&lt;/span&gt;'s&lt;/span&gt; song Baby is, to an extent, disturbing. Hmm, the song is quite nice larh. But his voice.. currently sounds like a girl's, and his face.. kinda reminds me of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ellen Degeneres&lt;/span&gt;. O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blog.muchmusic.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/0709-justin-bieber-main.jpg" style="height: 205px; width: 297px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/archive/0/0b/20090612150809%21Ellen_DeGeneres_%282004%29.jpg" style="height: 522px; width: 308px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="PresenceContainer"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the way he's dancing around the girl who's about his height, makes me think a mini version of Ellen DeGeneres is the one doing it.. and its... weird -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-5325252437857007572?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/5325252437857007572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/5325252437857007572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2010/03/nice.html' title='1st on the Charts! :D'/><author><name>Feng Han</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-8373028603841180086</id><published>2010-03-21T20:17:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T13:47:35.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Need You Now, Lady Antebellum.</title><content type='html'>Hahah i'm not sulking Sarah, the song lyrics are nice that's all (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, has anyone noticed how often certain people(not that i'm against them) blog like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I didn't eat AS i wasn't hungry"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, grammatically i cant deny that it's wrong, but it.. sounds kinda weird lol. As opposed to, I didn't eat COS i wasn't hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh the march holidays hasnt been very fruitful. At least we finished OSCARS though! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice song I feel (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="65"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KlJy_Cb21Lw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KlJy_Cb21Lw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="65" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture perfect memories scattered all around the floor&lt;br /&gt;Reachin for the phone cause I can't fight it anymore&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder if I ever cross your mind&lt;br /&gt;For me it happens all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a quarter after one, I'm all alone and I need you now&lt;br /&gt;Said I wouldn't call but I lost all control and I need you now&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how I can do without&lt;br /&gt;I just need you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another shot of whiskey can't stop looking at the door&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you'd come sweeping in the way you did before&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder if I ever cross your mind&lt;br /&gt;For me it happens all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a quarter after one, I'm a little drunk and I need you now&lt;br /&gt;Said I wouldn't call but I lost all control and I need you now&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how I can do without&lt;br /&gt;I just need you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'd rather hurt than feel nothin at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a quarter after one I'm all alone and I need you now&lt;br /&gt;And I said I wouldn't call but I'm a little drunk and I need you now&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how I can do without&lt;br /&gt;I just need you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, baby, I need you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-8373028603841180086?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/8373028603841180086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/8373028603841180086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2010/03/hahah-im-not-sulking-sarah-song-lyrics.html' title='Need You Now, Lady Antebellum.'/><author><name>Feng Han</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-3576432211323393308</id><published>2010-03-13T22:55:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T17:48:21.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vanilla Twilight, Owl City.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="65"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iveZqwVio_U&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iveZqwVio_U&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="65" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stars lean down to kiss you&lt;br /&gt;And I lie awake and miss you&lt;br /&gt;Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly&lt;br /&gt;But I'll miss your arms around me&lt;br /&gt;I'd send a postcard to you, dear&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll watch the night turn light-blue&lt;br /&gt;But it's not the same without you&lt;br /&gt;Because it takes two to whisper quietly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The silence isn't so bad&lt;br /&gt;'Til I look at my hands and feel sad&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the spaces between my fingers&lt;br /&gt;Are right where yours fit perfectly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll find repose in new ways&lt;br /&gt;Though I haven't slept in two days&lt;br /&gt;'Cause cold nostalgia&lt;br /&gt;Chills me to the bone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But drenched in vanilla twilight&lt;br /&gt;I'll sit on the front porch all night&lt;br /&gt;Waist-deep in thought because&lt;br /&gt;When I think of you I don't feel so alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel so alone, I don't feel so alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many times as I blink&lt;br /&gt;I'll think of you tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'll think of you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When violet eyes get brighter&lt;br /&gt;And heavy wings grow lighter&lt;br /&gt;I'll taste the sky and feel alive again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll forget the world that I knew&lt;br /&gt;But I swear I won't forget you&lt;br /&gt;Oh, if my voice could reach&lt;br /&gt;Back through the past&lt;br /&gt;I'd whisper in your ear&lt;br /&gt;Oh darling, I wish you were here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-3576432211323393308?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/3576432211323393308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/3576432211323393308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2010/03/stars-lean-down-to-kiss-you-and-i-lie.html' title='Vanilla Twilight, Owl City.'/><author><name>Feng Han</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-1204772994259401912</id><published>2010-02-19T23:13:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T17:48:21.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A tug at the heartstrings;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;There's so much things i wanna share with you so much happenings i wanna tell you .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-1204772994259401912?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/1204772994259401912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/1204772994259401912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2010/02/tug-at-heartstrings.html' title='A tug at the heartstrings;'/><author><name>Feng Han</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-4883153069174757381</id><published>2010-02-19T15:35:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T14:01:52.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>诚实地想你 郭采洁</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="65"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6Y8LEX_ocq0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6Y8LEX_ocq0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="65" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=2pt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;世界忽然变形&lt;br /&gt;忽然很安静&lt;br /&gt;无助的我一秒间失去重心&lt;br /&gt;听你不停为我担心&lt;br /&gt;看你不停离我而去&lt;br /&gt;你要我照顾自己&lt;br /&gt;是我做了什么&lt;br /&gt;让天使生气&lt;br /&gt;还是忘了做什么让幸福远离&lt;br /&gt;也许该要真的相信&lt;br /&gt;有种爱叫远远关心&lt;br /&gt;痛 却又哽住呼吸&lt;br /&gt;我用狂奔用无力用恶梦去想你&lt;br /&gt;我讨厌命运骄傲的神情&lt;br /&gt;嘲笑我没半点权力决定&lt;br /&gt;我用痛哭用回忆用深爱去想你&lt;br /&gt;去体会什么是迫不得已&lt;br /&gt;越懂才越有勇气 诚实地想你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是不是担心我怕黑不敢前进&lt;br /&gt;那颗本来没坠落的流星 &lt;br /&gt;才拼命烧亮了自己&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-4883153069174757381?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/4883153069174757381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/4883153069174757381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='诚实地想你 郭采洁'/><author><name>Feng Han</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-6493099326582592659</id><published>2010-02-05T23:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T17:48:21.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Don't look back just go,&lt;br /&gt;Take a breath move along.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-6493099326582592659?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/6493099326582592659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/6493099326582592659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2010/02/go.html' title='Go;'/><author><name>Feng Han</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-1889033271024299705</id><published>2010-02-05T23:29:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T14:02:30.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>如果没有你 萧敬腾</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="65"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XL_YAQl1wXU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XL_YAQl1wXU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="65" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=2pt&gt;hey…我真的好想你&lt;br /&gt;现在窗外面又开始下着雨&lt;br /&gt;眼睛干干的有想哭的心情&lt;br /&gt;不知道你现在到底在哪里&lt;br /&gt;hey…我真的好想你&lt;br /&gt;太多的情绪没适当的表情&lt;br /&gt;最想说的话我应该从何说起&lt;br /&gt;你是否也像我一样在想你&lt;br /&gt;如果没有你&lt;br /&gt;没有过去我不会有伤心&lt;br /&gt;但是有如果还是要爱你&lt;br /&gt;如果没有你&lt;br /&gt;我在哪里又有什么可惜&lt;br /&gt;反正一切来不及&lt;br /&gt;反正没有了自已&lt;br /&gt;hey…我真的好想你&lt;br /&gt;不知道你现在到底在哪里&lt;br /&gt;你是否也像我一样在想你&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-1889033271024299705?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/1889033271024299705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/1889033271024299705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2010/02/hey-hey-hey.html' title='如果没有你 萧敬腾'/><author><name>Feng Han</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-5655721506359011776</id><published>2010-01-28T19:36:00.031+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T19:33:10.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>在你怀里的微笑 杨丞琳</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="65"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WLOAjQBZE4E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WLOAjQBZE4E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="65" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=2pt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;可以吗 让我和你对调&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;希望换成你 爱我爱得快要疯掉&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;知道吗 你对我多重要&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;只是现在的我们并不适合拥抱&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;爱随着风飘荡 飘过了你嘴角&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;飘到天涯海角&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;把我困在这城堡 哪里也逃不了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;我不要别人温柔的怀抱&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;听不见你的心跳&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;连我熟悉的味道 再也闻不到&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;我只要你喊我一次就好&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;从前亲昵的暗号&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;多想再次亲耳听到&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;让我暂时的依靠&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;那是短暂止痛药 很快会失效&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;你只要再哄我一次就好&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;让我可以很骄傲&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;记住我拥有过的好&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;记住在你怀里微笑&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-5655721506359011776?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/5655721506359011776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/5655721506359011776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='在你怀里的微笑 杨丞琳'/><author><name>Feng Han</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-431666306723788259</id><published>2010-01-09T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T17:48:21.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Forget.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/forget.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's cute and all,&lt;br /&gt;But I don't love her that much..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-431666306723788259?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/431666306723788259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/431666306723788259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2010/01/meet-forget.html' title='Meet Forget.'/><author><name>Feng Han</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-4422808823654751813</id><published>2010-01-04T18:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T17:49:41.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You'll always be a part of me.</title><content type='html'>It's not face to face cos I just wont be able to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to myself, &lt;i&gt;100th&lt;/i&gt; post [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-4422808823654751813?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/4422808823654751813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/4422808823654751813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2010/01/youll-always-be-part-of-me.html' title='You&apos;ll always be a part of me.'/><author><name>Feng Han</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-7915086417683627240</id><published>2009-12-23T18:29:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T17:48:21.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forest Adventure at Bedok;</title><content type='html'>Yesterday me, my dad and his collegues went to forest adventure!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beryl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU MISSED OUT ALL THE FUN, TSK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its funnnn!:D 32 obstacles, four or five stations with increasing difficulties [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys should try! :P It's kinda ex tho :/ 30 plus bucks. 50 plus if you want insurance &amp;amp;cert o.o &amp;amp;Maybe it's not very challenging enough for some of you :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i'm in &lt;b&gt;none&lt;/b&gt; of the photos larh! T.T&lt;br /&gt;Just took them from the web lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.forestadventure.com.sg/wp-content/gallery/july-latest/Photo%20Gallery%20%2835%29.jpg" style="height: 369px; width: 246px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I loved this the most! :D Cos the feeling of gliding across the water is so nice! :D &amp;amp;It's rly windy hahaha :P But you end this by digging your feet in the sand, so ... sometimes you end off lying down and you might get a pocket full of sand like me ._. The worse thing was my pockets were those that can't be flipped out -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scariest was the &lt;i&gt;Tarzan Swing&lt;/i&gt; i suppose? o.o Cos you'd experience free fall for hmm 3 secs? Then you feel safe again when smth's pulling you after a while. Hahaha i couldn't screaaaam! My voice is just somehow suppressed inside T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be too adventurous and walk too fast tho, you might end up doing a split at this obstacle :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.forestadventure.com.sg/wp-content/gallery/july-latest/Photo%20Gallery%20%2812%29.jpg" style="height: 236px; width: 354px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More photos here, if you're interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.forestadventure.com.sg/gallery/"&gt;Click!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-7915086417683627240?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/7915086417683627240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/7915086417683627240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2009/12/forest-adventure-at-bedok.html' title='Forest Adventure at Bedok;'/><author><name>Feng Han</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-2163769971260524716</id><published>2009-12-16T00:22:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T17:48:21.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Involuntarily..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After my close encounters with death, i just realised i like...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e4317f;"&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;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;pink?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ohmygod.&lt;/div&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;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g308/nostalgiic/involuntaryaffectionsforpink.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; pink&lt;/span&gt; indeed :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-2163769971260524716?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/2163769971260524716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/2163769971260524716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2009/12/involuntary-affections.html' title='Involuntarily..'/><author><name>Feng Han</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4586273192470795634.post-523818400927537929</id><published>2009-12-15T22:09:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T14:03:53.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God bless.</title><content type='html'>I swear, I could have died today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was returning home after sending Jean to MRT station cos it was pouring heavily. Like really heavily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at this empty area in between two flats, just two more flats away from my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a streak of lightning flashed before my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The security alarm of the car behind me sounded..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'd just been a bit slower..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly enough, it was also the same place whereby, sometime ago when i walked pass, a rock or smth was thrown down and a car's rooftop was dented o.o Literally..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really not joking..&lt;br /&gt;God bless all of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4586273192470795634-523818400927537929?l=superrrfluous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/523818400927537929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4586273192470795634/posts/default/523818400927537929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superrrfluous.blogspot.com/2009/12/life-flashed-before-me.html' title='God bless.'/><author><name>Feng Han</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></entry></feed>
