<?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-3194993699312535709</id><updated>2011-07-29T16:11:03.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Niiiiiic</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>267</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-3606026565418033046</id><published>2009-12-03T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T22:18:37.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heys peeps that still come and read my uber dead blog! O: I know, I havent updated in like, forever. But I'll try to update more consistently again, okay? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across this on facebook just today. It's super sweet luh! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43 THINGS GIRLS WISH THEIR BOYFRIENDS WOULD KNOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 When you break her heart, the pain never really goes away.&lt;br /&gt;#2 When she misses you, she's hurting inside.&lt;br /&gt;#3 When she says it's over, she still wants you to be hers.&lt;br /&gt;#4 When she walks away from you mad, follow her.&lt;br /&gt;#5 When she stares at your mouth, kiss her.&lt;br /&gt;#6 When she pushes or hits you, grab her tight &amp;amp; don't let her go.&lt;br /&gt;#7 When she starts cursing at you, kiss her and tell her you love her.&lt;br /&gt;#8 When she ignores you, give her your attention.&lt;br /&gt;#9 When she pulls away, pull her back.&lt;br /&gt;#10 When you see her at her worst, tell her she's beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;#11 When you see her crying, just hold her and don't say a word.&lt;br /&gt;#12 When you see her walking, sneak up and hug her waist from behind.&lt;br /&gt;#13 When she's scared, protect her.&lt;br /&gt;#14 When she lays her head on your shoulder, tilt her head up and kiss her.&lt;br /&gt;#15 When she steals your favourite jacket, let her keep it and sleep with it for a night.&lt;br /&gt;#16 When she teases you, tease her back and make her laugh.&lt;br /&gt;#17 When she doesn't answer for a long time, reassure her that everything is okay.&lt;br /&gt;#18 When she looks at you with doubt, back yourself up with the truth.&lt;br /&gt;#19 When she says that she likes you, she really does more than you could understand.&lt;br /&gt;#20 When she grabs your hands, hold hers and play with her fingers.&lt;br /&gt;#21 When she bumps into you, bump into her back and make her laugh.&lt;br /&gt;#22 When she tells you a secret, keep it safe and untold.&lt;br /&gt;#23 When she looks at you in your eyes, don’t look away until she does.&lt;br /&gt;#24 Stay on the phone with her even if she’s not saying anything.&lt;br /&gt;#25 Don't let her have the last word.&lt;br /&gt;#26 Don't call her hot, but gorgeous or beautiful is so much better.&lt;br /&gt;#27 Say you love her more than she could ever love you.&lt;br /&gt;#28 Argue that she is the best girl ever.&lt;br /&gt;#29 When she's mad, hug her tight and don't let go.&lt;br /&gt;#30 When she says she's OK, don’t believe it, talk to her about it, because 10 yrs later she'll still remember it.&lt;br /&gt;#31 Call her at 12:00am on special occasions to tell her you love her.&lt;br /&gt;#32 Call her before you sleep and after you wake up.&lt;br /&gt;#33 Treat her like she's all that matters to you.&lt;br /&gt;#34 Don't ignore her when she's out with you and your friends.&lt;br /&gt;#35 Stay up all night with her when she's sick.&lt;br /&gt;#36 Watch her favorite movie with her or her favorite show even if you think its stupid.&lt;br /&gt;#37 Let her into your world.&lt;br /&gt;#38 Let her wear your clothes.&lt;br /&gt;#39 When she's bored and sad, hang out with her.&lt;br /&gt;#40 Let her know she's important.&lt;br /&gt;#41 Kiss her in the pouring rain.&lt;br /&gt;#42 When she runs up at you crying, the first thing you say is; "Who's ass am I kicking today baby?"&lt;br /&gt;#43 After she reads this, she hopes one day you'd read it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a romance nut. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days have basically been just: house-jumping, wii-spamming, and sailing. That's basically been how I've spent my holidays so far. .__.&lt;br /&gt;I've played for all the days this week already, and I'm going to do so again tomorrow morning, when the normal gang of people come over again. Sheesh, I'm getting so bored of it. O:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-3606026565418033046?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/3606026565418033046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=3606026565418033046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/3606026565418033046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/3606026565418033046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/12/heys-peeps-that-still-come-and-read-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-5787744049589322253</id><published>2009-09-26T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T22:57:32.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"When a girl builds walls around her, it's not because she wants to avoid a man, nor is it because she wants to protect herself. She does it to find someone, who would be man enough to break these walls... Just to be with her."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read this quote somewhere, and well, I think it's pretty meaningful to me. So with this fresh thought in my mind, I'm going to move ahead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-5787744049589322253?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/5787744049589322253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=5787744049589322253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/5787744049589322253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/5787744049589322253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-girl-builds-walls-around-her-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-8133557562928054364</id><published>2009-09-11T16:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T16:04:49.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I don't want it to end this way. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't leave me hanging here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-8133557562928054364?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/8133557562928054364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=8133557562928054364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/8133557562928054364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/8133557562928054364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-dont-want-it-to-end-this-way.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-1302442549529075116</id><published>2009-08-31T15:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T15:19:05.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;(Did you forget&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That I was even alive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Did you forget&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything we ever had&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Did you forget&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Did you forget&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;About me?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you noticed how distant we have been, how far we have drifted? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you know how I feel about it, feeling like I'm trapped outside, trying so hard to get in? You have the key, but you won't unlock the door; Why?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've waited, and I still am, but the longer this silence ensues, the more harm it will do. It will not test what we have, it will destroy what we thought we had.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why am I writing this, I wonder, when there's hardly a chance that you'll read it? Maybe you do, but will you respond to it? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel like an idiot, but still. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll continue to be one, still holding onto the promises, though I know that they've already been long forgotten, broken. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-1302442549529075116?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/1302442549529075116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=1302442549529075116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/1302442549529075116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/1302442549529075116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/08/did-you-forget-that-i-was-even-alive.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-7901392391808253588</id><published>2009-08-24T23:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T23:05:01.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;My life is like a bottle of soft drink, shaken too hard, too vigorously, and opened all at once, such that the contents pretty much explode out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now, why can't I ever learn not to bottle up all that unwanted gas, and instead, let it out bit by bit?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-7901392391808253588?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/7901392391808253588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=7901392391808253588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/7901392391808253588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/7901392391808253588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-life-is-like-bottle-of-soft-drink.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-931684002604857841</id><published>2009-08-15T21:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T22:22:23.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I SAILED LASER RADIAL TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;It was super awesome. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one, it's hell more stable that a byte, and you feel that within moments of getting onto the boat. So I was happily hiking and working on my angle (which was super good cause I managed to point really high), and I sheeted in all the way, something I can't do on a byte at the same wind conditions as today. Sure, when I first went on it, the wind was like, 2 knots, but it picked up to 7 knots in awhile. At 7 knots on a byte, I have to be super careful already, cause it's super unstable for me, and once it hits 8 knots, I have to depower all my lines. ): The wind did hit 8 knots today, and when it did, I couldn't handle already. Rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, guess I should train hard and get better, yep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for a blog quiz. Took it from Chenwei's blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Who was your last text from?&lt;br /&gt;Joel Tay, haha. About this un-solvable maths question that we were all trying to do at NSC today, that finally got solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. Where was your msn display picture taken?&lt;br /&gt;In the school hall, on A level results release day, before our ushering job began. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. Your relationship status?&lt;br /&gt;On Standby mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. Have you ever lost a close friend?&lt;br /&gt;Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. What is your current mood?&lt;br /&gt;Confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. How many siblings you have?&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. What is your brother's/sister's name?&lt;br /&gt;Matthew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where would you wish you were right now?&lt;br /&gt;A month or two ago, I would be able to tell you where I'd want to be. Now, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. Have a crazy side?&lt;br /&gt;NICOLE? NOT HAVE A CRAZY SIDE? WHAT HAS THE WORLD BECOME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Ever had a near death experience?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, literally, or figuratively?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Something you do a lot?&lt;br /&gt;Be childish. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Angry at anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What's stopping you from going for the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing, but there's something stopping the other side from coming through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. When was the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;Idk, but I think it was quite recent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Is there anyone you would do anything for?&lt;br /&gt;Of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What you think about when you are falling asleep?&lt;br /&gt;Depends on my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Who was the last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;My mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What is your favourite song?&lt;br /&gt;Atm, it's 21 Guns by Greenday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What are you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;Stoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Who do you trust right now?&lt;br /&gt;Those I trust can tell that I trust them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Where did you get the shirt you are wearing?&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa opti/byte open championship 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Have you kissed someone in the past week?&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Who is the friend that lives closest to you?&lt;br /&gt;Idk, I don't really know exactly where they live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Describe your life in one word?&lt;br /&gt;Confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Who are you thinking of right now?&lt;br /&gt;What makes you think that I'm thinking of someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What should you be doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;Homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What are you listening to?&lt;br /&gt;I will follow you into the dark - Death Cab for Cutie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Who was the last person who gave you a hug?&lt;br /&gt;My carebear, WHISPER. Okay, more like me squashing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Who was the last person who yelled at you?&lt;br /&gt;My mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you act differently around the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;I try not to, but sometimes, it has the negative effect I want it to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. What is your natural hair colour?&lt;br /&gt;Black, duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Who was the last person to make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;Idk, alot of people made me laugh at NSC today. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Who was the last person to make you sad?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What do you hear?&lt;br /&gt;Some violin music coming from the TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Is your hair curly or straight?&lt;br /&gt;Natural curls at the ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Has anyone ever called you "scrumptious" before?&lt;br /&gt;Uh, no, I'm not edible, tyvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Do you have a best friend?&lt;br /&gt;Idk if I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Held hands with the opposite sex in the past few days?&lt;br /&gt;Define past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Do you use smiley faces on the computer?&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE TIME. :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Have you ever changed clothes in a vehicle?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Are you happy with life right now?&lt;br /&gt;Not really, though I don't show it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Are you currently jealous?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. What jewelry are you currently wearing?&lt;br /&gt;Earrings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What were you doing on friday night?&lt;br /&gt;Having bible study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Have you ever had your heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;Yep. It wasn't a nice feeling, and I really don't want it to happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Have you ever broken someone's heart?&lt;br /&gt;I hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Is there anyone you're really disappointed in right now?&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. What was the last reason you went to the doctor for?&lt;br /&gt;To get an MC cause I had the flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. How late did you stay up last night and why?&lt;br /&gt;Past 12, cause I couldn't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Have you ever dated someone longer than a year?&lt;br /&gt;No relationship can last for more than a year at this age. That's been rubbed in my face repeatedly, so much that I've gotten the message already/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-931684002604857841?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/931684002604857841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=931684002604857841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/931684002604857841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/931684002604857841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-sailed-laser-radial-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-3509875724849559977</id><published>2009-08-04T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T19:01:28.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Funny how a rainbow can make me smile, when it's a smile turned upside down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-3509875724849559977?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/3509875724849559977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=3509875724849559977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/3509875724849559977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/3509875724849559977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/08/funny-how-rainbow-can-make-me-smile.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-4373712958172500684</id><published>2009-08-03T16:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T16:33:19.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Continued of sorts from the previous post. And yes, I wrote the both poems "rainbow" and "doesn't it pain you" myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I just continued standing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;right at my window&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;clinging on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to that little bit of hope and faith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wishing so dearly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to perhaps &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;elude reality&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Slowly &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the sky began to darken&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and my rainbow began to fade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;While I watched it disappear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;watched the sky fade to grey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I couldn't help but tear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and wonder&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why did such a pretty rainbow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;have to disappear?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-4373712958172500684?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/4373712958172500684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=4373712958172500684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/4373712958172500684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/4373712958172500684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/08/continued-of-sorts-from-previous-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-4280925664550962471</id><published>2009-08-02T19:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T19:48:24.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;When the storm finally cleared &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I looked out of the window&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Past the silent teardrops&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I saw such a pretty rainbow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I reached out to touch you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but when I knocked against the glass&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I stopped&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and realised how naive I've been&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;because you're just &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so far away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so very far away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll never be able to grab onto you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no matter how much I want to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;because you're just way out of my grasp&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And maybe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just a trick of the light.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-4280925664550962471?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/4280925664550962471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=4280925664550962471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/4280925664550962471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/4280925664550962471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-storm-finally-cleared-i-looked-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-6114800184554969223</id><published>2009-08-01T08:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T08:55:40.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know what's wrong anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been eating dinner since last week. And this week, lunch too. I stared at the bowl of soup I had for lunch yesterday, and if I didn't force myself to, I doubt I would've even bothered start drinking it. And even with that, I couldn't finish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't sleep at night either. Every 15 minutes I wake up cause it's either suddenly too cold, suddenly too hot, or I just can't seem to sleep properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week tooth infection, this week down with a bad case of flu. It might be H1N1, but meh, I don't really care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failed maths, physics and chem. Think I might have failed LA, lit and bio too. I actually put in the effort, but no, "You didn't study hard enough" is all she can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this state, I tried studying for the upcoming chem test, but I can't absorb anything. I tried, I really did. I've been trying to absorb it all since Wednesday, but I can't even get past the first page. Nothing's going in, and when I tell her, all she can say is "you're just not putting in the effort".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I just can't live up to your expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou Yeoon, for icecream the carebear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, a random penning that I wrote 'cause of my insomnia. The full fic's on ff.net already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Doesn’t it pain you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to see her like that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;embracing the hurt and pain &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;of the world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;on her own?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alas, you can do nothing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but watch on,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;helplessly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;from outside the gates&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;as you hold on to her hand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;watching it slip out of your grasp&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and into another’s&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Doesn’t it pain you? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-6114800184554969223?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/6114800184554969223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=6114800184554969223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/6114800184554969223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/6114800184554969223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-dont-know-whats-wrong-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-87324062422896407</id><published>2009-07-28T20:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T20:10:35.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're in ruins</title><content type='html'>It's like everything's going on a downward spiral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess it really was a dream, cause it felt too good to be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just don't know how much that lil' bit more would mean so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; something inside this heart has died.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-87324062422896407?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/87324062422896407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=87324062422896407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/87324062422896407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/87324062422896407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/07/youre-in-ruins.html' title='you&apos;re in ruins'/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-7426630930703843831</id><published>2009-07-12T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T21:23:00.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I KNOW, I KNOW, MY BLOG IS DEAD. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, updating at last. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Review Tests just ended last week, and I'm very sure I screwed Chem and Maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the top of my Maths paper, I wrote 'I suck at Maths ): ', and for Chem, I wrote something even more epic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question was something about Oxygen forming a double bond with another Oxygen atom, and though sulfur is in the same group at oxygen in the periodic table, it forms S8, not S2, and has single bonds between each atom. Then they asked us to suggest a possible reason why it's like that, and here's my answer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know the answer, to be honest, but let me share what I think. I think it's because sulfur saw oxygen was already O2, and decided that it didn't want to copy, so it decided to form S8 instead. It's good to be different.:D "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bestest answer, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you know, after I came back to school from AYG, everyone said I looked super dark and all. But guess what? I went to help out for a keelboat regatta today, and now I just added one more layer of darkness. :X Whee. But it was worth it. It's my first time seeing keelboats in action, and my first time in such a cool committe boat! It's got two decks, upper and lower, and there are toilets and beds in an air-conditioned lower cabin! Oh gosh, awesome. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Joel were manning the flags for the race starts, and it was fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing was that since the boat was anchored and the wind and waves were super strong and big respectively, the upper deck got kinda rocky after awhile, and all of us "young" volunteers got motion-sick... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then me and Joel decided to go sit in the front of the boat and slack during the race, and we ended up talking to the SP sailing Vice Prez about random stuff. HAHA. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to help out again next week for the passage race, cause I get to stay over at RSYC, and they say the food's super awesome! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, that should be all for now, cause I'm kinda tired already. See, I updated okay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-7426630930703843831?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/7426630930703843831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=7426630930703843831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/7426630930703843831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/7426630930703843831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-know-i-know-my-blog-is-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-2197580808633175474</id><published>2009-05-29T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T21:50:15.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thankyou to Rachel and to you as well sweetie, for listening to me when I needed it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially you sweetie, for cheering me up by letting me poke you till I started laughing. I'm so thankful to have you with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ily. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-2197580808633175474?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/2197580808633175474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=2197580808633175474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/2197580808633175474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/2197580808633175474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/05/thankyou-to-rachel-and-to-you-as-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-2495164987258831090</id><published>2009-05-25T18:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T18:58:45.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GRATS TO VJC SOCCER GUYS FOR BECOMING THE CHAMPIONS FOR A DIV THIS YEAR! :D It was an awesome match, mhmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expecting a FULL DAY anytime soon, mhmm. Either tomorrow or Friday'd be nice. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-2495164987258831090?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/2495164987258831090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=2495164987258831090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/2495164987258831090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/2495164987258831090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/05/grats-to-vjc-soccer-guys-for-becoming.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-6027730167330270148</id><published>2009-05-15T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T22:35:15.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It just feels like I'm flying, like nothing can bring me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was just so awesome. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou for making me feel this way. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-6027730167330270148?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/6027730167330270148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=6027730167330270148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/6027730167330270148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/6027730167330270148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-just-feels-like-im-flying-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-4626085316421651694</id><published>2009-05-13T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T19:58:42.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know if you're reading this, but if you are, YOU SHOULD BE STUDYINGGGG! (Unless of course, you happen to be taking a break and randomly decided to come here, then well, it's perfectly fine: take a nice loooong break kay. :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yeah, I know I haven't updated in a supersupersuper long while, but idk what exactly to blog about. .__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, today's physics test was horrible. I think half the level came out of the LT looking super emo luh. Think I'm gona fail miserably though I finished the paper, cause my mind was kinda a total blank, and I didn't even know what I was writing on my answer script, rawr. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, my fate is sealed, no? Just have to keep praying and praying and praying that by some stroke of miraculous luck, I end up passing. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause of physics test, us IP1s were late for meeting again. :x Ah well, don't know why the teachers keep scheduling tests on Wednesday so that they end up clashing with CT meetings. Packed some 25th anniversary stuffs today, and we had so much trouble counting the tattoos cause they kept sticking to each other and we had to keep re-counting over and over to make sure we got the right number of each pile. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, went to Parkway with Zhenting to buy some stuff for Vanessa's birthday. (: Saw that super cute yellow robot watch that I want! Rawr, I'm thinking of going to buy it tomorrow, hmm. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, just occurred to me that there's only one more chinese test to go (it's next week, meh) , and only 12 more days of school for term 2 left! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the day that my last obstacle is cleared, you'll be halfway through your exams, and that's just so awesome, isn't it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less than 2 days left. Gosh, I can't wait. &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-4626085316421651694?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/4626085316421651694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=4626085316421651694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/4626085316421651694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/4626085316421651694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-dont-know-if-youre-reading-this-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-4055805354395869731</id><published>2009-05-02T22:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T22:35:43.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nicole is simply supersuper HAPPY. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She hasn't stopped smiling since 6.33pm today for a reallyreally good reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't wana ever stop smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, let it last forever, so she'll be happy and keep smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling's just awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-4055805354395869731?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/4055805354395869731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=4055805354395869731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/4055805354395869731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/4055805354395869731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/05/nicole-is-simply-supersuper-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-7968987916591696956</id><published>2009-04-26T19:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T19:35:13.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nicole's happy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how it feels when you feel like nothing in the world can go wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawr, exams, faster finish, then the movie marathon can go on as planned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-7968987916591696956?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/7968987916591696956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=7968987916591696956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/7968987916591696956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/7968987916591696956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/04/nicoles-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-765238691052554847</id><published>2009-04-19T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T21:00:49.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love my new orange wheels on my ripstik. (: It seriously goes awesomely fast now, and Nicole is super happy! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually managed to do some homework at NOSS today, so I guess sitting at ECP and doing work is quite conducive for me. (: I can choose to go board anytime I wish too, so yeah. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawr, I can't believe Ralph managed to wet me with the hose today. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sianned, why does everyone get the wrong idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-765238691052554847?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/765238691052554847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=765238691052554847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/765238691052554847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/765238691052554847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-my-new-orange-wheels-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-7743690011355966851</id><published>2009-04-17T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T23:27:19.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went back to DHS today! :D More on that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened today, hmm, but OH, there was bio test. I think it was okay luh, but the second structured question I think cmi. ): Idk what on earth was in the diagram! And the MCQ was plain hard luh. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the test, I went back to DHS to BALL with my TEAMMIES! :D So fun right! ^^ And guess what? Even though I haven't trained/properly balled for supersuper long, I still can chop chop chop from somewhere about free throw line there (not doing free throws kay, cause I can't do free throws properly der. :x) !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a pic with them, but Rene, Amanda and Jingmei not there. So ah well, can't be considered a full team photo. Found out alot of stuff that happened since I last went back to Dunman and had a good talk with them, and I think well, it's just darn sad. Don't wana elaborate here. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I took a pic with Greg in his NPCC uniform, cause he also went back DHS today. But it's horribly blurry, and I don't have the pic with me, HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have two photos down there, yep. Not much, but ah well, been a long time since I posted pics on my blog right. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SeicXTQEDFI/AAAAAAAAAYE/u3Lhqpggz70/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325678483484183634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SeicXTQEDFI/AAAAAAAAAYE/u3Lhqpggz70/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From left to right: Nana, Rae (with her DA LAO BAN facial expression), Me (in DHS BBALL tee, and VJC skirt!), Crys, and Qi. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we saw the Scouts like carrying this bigbig sign, and guess what it read...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SeicXfj5QJI/AAAAAAAAAX8/UGWA8Xh0hKk/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325678486788587666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SeicXfj5QJI/AAAAAAAAAX8/UGWA8Xh0hKk/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, when they carried it past us while we were balling on court, we all stopped and stared and went wth? .___.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's about it for today. 'Till the next time I decide to update. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NO, Fraser, I don't owe you two icecreams. I only owe you one. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-7743690011355966851?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/7743690011355966851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=7743690011355966851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/7743690011355966851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/7743690011355966851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-went-back-to-dhs-today-d-more-on-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SeicXTQEDFI/AAAAAAAAAYE/u3Lhqpggz70/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-5090167785169819890</id><published>2009-04-14T20:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T17:58:51.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY I GOT MY HAIRBANDS LER. (: Eh, don't say I exploit people okay, I bought them MYSELF YESTERDAY. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, yeah, haven't blogged for the past week, so I shall basically go through what I've been doing I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was that English Debate thingy. It was kinda fun to see how different schools argued the same topic, yep. Went for dinner at Thaipan with some other CT people after it, and it was fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was KRAZY KONTEST, and it was fun too! (: I'm glad everything worked out smoothly yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my free icecream on Monday! HAHA. :D Thanks Greg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my hairbands yesterday! (: Oh yay, so happy, I bought 4 at one go, all different colour, though one of them is white to make up for my broken white hairband. :x Eh, and now JinChieh and Mervin and Colin all say I got scandal. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today hmm, OH, I DIDN'T FAIL CHINESE. (: Sure, 59.5/100 isn't good, but heck, I didn't fail, good enough. ^^ Geog test today was pretty okay, hmm, and I guess the seniors were right, you don't need to mug for geog in VJ IP. THAT'S AWESOME. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went CT meeting after the test, yep. Hmm, just realised that this is the second week in a row that we were late for meeting cause of a test. .__. Today was the much awaited EXCO revelation, and congrats to the 18th exco! (: Now Colin, since you're igloo head and all now, MUST PLAY MORE FOOSBALL WITH ME KAY. :D HAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went with Mervin to eat Chng Tng afterwards, then went home, and here I am, stoning in front of my comp as usual. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;OH, I'm going back to DHS on FRIDAY! (: Still considering if I should bring my RipStik or a basketball, hmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-5090167785169819890?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/5090167785169819890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=5090167785169819890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/5090167785169819890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/5090167785169819890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/04/yay-i-got-my-hairbands-ler.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-4843577233314614547</id><published>2009-04-08T19:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T20:56:57.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah, I've got nothing better to do, so here I am, blogging to avoid doing homework again. HAHA. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised something that I should've realised so long ago. I've been upset/emo/whatever bad stuff I've been feeing for nothing. (This does not apply to the hairband incident, so yeah. I think I'm getting 3 now, HAHA. (: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's chinese test was horribly screwed. ): I think ima fail it, but at least I won't fail it alone, so YAY. Gosh, I sound like some sadist. .___. (I'M NOT A SADIST, OKAY.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all chionged for CT Meeting after the test (did I mention it lasted 2 hours? TWO HOURS I TELL YOU! D: ) cause we wanted to hear speeches, but apparently, we only got there in time to hear the last two, Norman and Meishan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bombardment of questions was seriously... insane, and some questions were really... ouch. 'Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, just realised today's the only day I didn't go to the igloo in my igloo-going-streak. Haha, random much. (: Put my name down for igloo, yep, along with Vanessa and Zhenting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I feel like having Cheng Teng. (GOSH, I MISS BEING SO RANDOM AND CRAPPING LIKE THIS IN CAPS.) Is the stall still open? (PLEASE SAY IT IS.) But then, I'm too lazy to go walk out there to buy, so, lalala. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-4843577233314614547?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/4843577233314614547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=4843577233314614547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/4843577233314614547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/4843577233314614547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/04/yeah-ive-got-nothing-better-to-do-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-2247117062866375403</id><published>2009-04-07T18:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T19:00:21.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm, long time since I last posted, so I shall post today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling alot alot better today, thanks to Colin and Jingrong for cheering me up and all! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a video of the last moments of my white hairband (which got broken on saturday during CT activity at ECP) up on facebook. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP my white hairband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Anyway, I'm getting 2 new ones, I think, so yeah! Awesome. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally finished log worksheet thingy, but still have the extension to go, rawr. And there's chinese test tomorrow from 2.30 to 4.30! D: Not fair, I wanted to go hear the EXCO speeches. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, I can always get Colin to recite it again for me! HAHA. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, that should be it for today, gona go eat dinner already. Will post more the next time I have a mood to do so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-2247117062866375403?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/2247117062866375403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=2247117062866375403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/2247117062866375403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/2247117062866375403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/04/hmm-long-time-since-i-last-posted-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-7200080880553077745</id><published>2009-03-30T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T20:59:22.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My arms and my stomach are aching from PT. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, it's a start, I guess. Found out that I'm gona be sailing byte, so yeah. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't anything interesting that happened in school today, mhmm. We did tennis for PE, and I totally suck at it. HAHA. :D Ah well, don't expect myself to excel in every single sport right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After PE had PT, and after PT we played random games like "What's the time Mr Wolf", "lao ying zuo xiao ji", and Police and Mutt! HAHA. :D So random right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom bought Chng Teng for me, wheee. (: But by the time I got home, it was all frozen and all. :/ Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, off to rest, mentally preparing myself to wake up aching all over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-7200080880553077745?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/7200080880553077745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=7200080880553077745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/7200080880553077745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/7200080880553077745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-arms-and-my-stomach-are-aching-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-6475787168496480389</id><published>2009-03-27T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T22:36:40.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh gosh I had so so so so so much fun in the igloo today! Haha! :D I laughed like crazy man, and enjoyed playing pool and foolsball! I'm so going back there to slack from now on if possible, heh. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, got this off chenwei's blog. It so darn accurate, I have to agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx"&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the  link if you wana try it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;br /&gt;You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you. (Yay, I hope it's true, haha. :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;br /&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes. (Hmm, maybe not too serious luh, haha. :x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to get to know a person very well before deciding whether you will commit to the relationship. (It seriously depends on who's the person, heh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates.  (Awesome man, that's good I suppose. :P I won't have to worry about being left on the self then, haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your views on education:&lt;br /&gt;You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job. (Oh yes I don't like to study! HAHA!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life. (I'm practical? Really?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;Success in your career is not the most important thing in life. You are content with what you have and think that being with someone you love is more than spending all of your precious time just working. (Oh gosh so true. :3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear. (Huhwhat? .___. I don't think it's true.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;br /&gt;You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long. (Oh gosh, truetruetrue. Heh. :D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-6475787168496480389?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/6475787168496480389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=6475787168496480389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/6475787168496480389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/6475787168496480389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-gosh-i-had-so-so-so-so-so-much-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-7930166874532002481</id><published>2009-03-25T21:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T21:46:31.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I killed myself today. Threw up twice, once at teh stadium, once back in school. Didn't take physics test, yep, probably be taking it tomorrow if I do go to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I feel that I let myself and the team down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously can't focus on revision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-7930166874532002481?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/7930166874532002481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=7930166874532002481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/7930166874532002481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/7930166874532002481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-think-i-killed-myself-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-193699986276188462</id><published>2009-03-24T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T19:59:12.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Running Cross Country Nationals tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all, Chloe especially, for helping give me advice on trying not to be so scared for tomorrow. With luck, I won't screw up badly. I've even reloaded my ipod, hoping that some music in the morning will get me all hyped up to run properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUSH, Nicole, PUSH. You know push can mean a lot of things, like that cool movie people have been telling you to watch, or the underlying meaning behind a push, and all that. Yes, I shall occupy my mind with all those weird random links while running. Hopefully, that will spur me on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at last, I have confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-193699986276188462?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/193699986276188462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=193699986276188462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/193699986276188462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/193699986276188462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/03/running-cross-country-nationals.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-5216869184860453681</id><published>2009-03-21T15:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T15:44:38.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Revive, dead blog, revive! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh, I know I haven't properly updated in quite awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I had a nice phone conversation with bensee. :D Oh, such fun. Yes, you really are like a girlfriend, come to think of it. -coughquestionssexualitycough-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to wake up at 5plus this morning for some CT thingy that involved being road marshalls for Dare2's cycling leg. Rawr, we each got this shirt that said Dare2 volunteer, but we didn't even volunteer! We got volunteered while we were all at IP1 camp! .__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, when I went to the MRT Station, I saw the signs that said "Pasir Ris 2min", "Changi Airport 3min", that kinda thing. What I did not expect to see was "Joo Koon 2min". I was like, HUH, WHAT'S JOO KOON? .__. This is seriously testament to how long I have not been on the MRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe I walked from Pasir Ris Park all the way to somewhere in Tampines North just to be stationed at a traffic junction and malu over giving directions to the participants because there was an error in communication over at the other end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent like idk how long there, but we practically died of dehydration cause the last pair were taking so long to reach us, hence the sweeper/person who passes us and hands out water and tells us we can leave was taking equally long to reach us. Rawr. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was stationed together with Zhenting, so we went to WhiteSands together after it. Bought a new wallet, and it's the same as Zhenting's (cause she bought one too), just that it's ORANGE. No yellow luh, meh. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stoned abit, then went home. Going sailing centre later for NOSS potluck dinner. RipStik, here I come! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-5216869184860453681?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/5216869184860453681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=5216869184860453681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/5216869184860453681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/5216869184860453681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/03/revive-dead-blog-revive-d-meh-i-know-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-8078426914126467591</id><published>2009-03-15T19:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T19:53:03.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wanted to blog about camp when I first got home, but I really wanted to post up Gareth's epic pic. Sad though, I still don't have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck, I seriously don't want to blog about the trip. All I can say is that it was a super big eye-opener for me. I cried during letter writing, a replay of what happened in Dunman last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh, I never learn, do I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out with Tess&amp;amp;Jo both tomorrow and Tuesday. Awesome! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the cross peeps want me to run Nationals on 25th. .___. I don't mind, but I'm scared I pull them down or something... Hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ballet exam coming up, hope the floor decides to be nice and not be slippery that day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-8078426914126467591?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/8078426914126467591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=8078426914126467591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/8078426914126467591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/8078426914126467591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/03/wanted-to-blog-about-camp-when-i-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-5579474135569321851</id><published>2009-03-08T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T20:42:24.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Off to IP1 Adventure Camp tomorrow. Will be back on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously have no mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The super cheerful hyper enthu nicole probably won't be going on this trip. Time to take a backseat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-5579474135569321851?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/5579474135569321851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=5579474135569321851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/5579474135569321851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/5579474135569321851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/03/off-to-ip1-adventure-camp-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-3744558516762335208</id><published>2009-03-07T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T22:19:12.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Brain is 60% Female, 40% Male&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatgenderisyourbrainquiz/brain.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your brain is a healthy mix of male and female&lt;br /&gt;You are both sensitive and savvy&lt;br /&gt;Rational and reasonable, you tend to keep level headed&lt;br /&gt;But you also tend to wear your heart on your sleeve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;ahref="&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatgenderisyourbrainquiz/"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Gender Is Your Brain?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40% male? Meh, somewhat expected. Got this off Chenwei's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victorians Day today was somewhat: "meh, that's it?" Did my basketball ref-ing and went to PP for lunch and stuffs. Saw some cross peeps there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave it some serious thought, and yeah, if it doesn't rain on Tuesday of Term 2 week 1, I shall go for basketball training. I really want to work on my individual skill again, anyway. Ms Tan said I nida improve my shooting technique, and I don't see why I shouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ballet today was a short lesson. Worked on Grand Allegro and Free Movement Dance. My Allegro is screwed. I can't get the steps right and all. It just doesn't feel right for me, and it doesn't flow properly. But Mrs Skipp said the Dance Study looked like it was cheorographed just for me, so I suppose that makes up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah heck, enough with the somewhat positive-optimistic outlook on things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes hurt. They keep tearing. Again. Drastic replay of the in-out hospital visits last year, just that much, much worse, and that I haven't gone to the hospital yet. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And you, why are you always like that? Why do you keep doing this to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-3744558516762335208?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/3744558516762335208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=3744558516762335208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/3744558516762335208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/3744558516762335208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/03/victorians-day-was-somewhat-meh-thats.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-165227883784270646</id><published>2009-03-05T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T22:06:04.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah, change of mood from previous post. Thanks Fraser for uploading this on fb! :D This was taken at DHS National Day cross country in 2008! ^^ An awesome birthday present from the school of sorts. I won first! See my awesome golden trophy? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/Sa_bvXNKPdI/AAAAAAAAAX0/NZDWkfvydNA/s1600-h/cross+country.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309704092422651346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/Sa_bvXNKPdI/AAAAAAAAAX0/NZDWkfvydNA/s320/cross+country.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know which one is me, I WILL BE VERY UPSET OKAY. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, should've taken a pic at this year's too, hmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-165227883784270646?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/165227883784270646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=165227883784270646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/165227883784270646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/165227883784270646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/03/yeah-change-of-mood-from-previous-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/Sa_bvXNKPdI/AAAAAAAAAX0/NZDWkfvydNA/s72-c/cross+country.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-972597951350328164</id><published>2009-03-05T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T20:31:08.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes, I know, my blog is DYING. Sorry luh, to those who still read. I just haven't got the mood to blog and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A level results tomorrow. CT Council gets to help out. Damn, I have to miss break. Why can't I have lessons tomorrow and have more breaks over the rest of the days of the week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I think my class is too dependent. I just feel that they're taking me for granted. I really duno luh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-972597951350328164?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/972597951350328164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=972597951350328164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/972597951350328164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/972597951350328164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/03/yes-i-know-my-blog-is-dying.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-1217788272833838112</id><published>2009-03-01T11:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T11:04:34.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fourthfourthfourthfourthfourthfourthfourthfourth! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, 4th for IP div in VJC cross country ain't a bad thing, yep. Have to admit that finishing in 46th place is a rather different experience as compared to finishing top 5 in DHS. :X Meh, not gloating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes another medal to the collection.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-1217788272833838112?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/1217788272833838112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=1217788272833838112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/1217788272833838112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/1217788272833838112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/03/fourthfourthfourthfourthfourthfourthfou.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-1619413060732486922</id><published>2009-02-25T17:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T17:41:43.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OHMAGAWD. CT Council is scary. .__. There's this scary tension there, especially if you're late and it's your first meeting and you're all very blur. Like all the IP1 ct councillors today. Pffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite boring, hmm. OH, during maths, Mr Woo(!) let us play this game using the logarithm formula thingy! Heng arh, I never get called to play. :P Andandand, I almost fell asleep in Bio! When Ms Chua was talking about the Pahang trip the seniors had last year, and about the leeches, I was awake and laughing and all, butbutbut, when she got back to the story of the mRNA, rER, and all that, I just really felt like dozing off! :X Meh, I think it helps to have learnt it in DHS. I think I learnt that all in sec1 though... Wah, DHS so accelerated meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a briefing on the VIP challenge to Bintan after school, and it dragged quite abit, hmm, cause we had a lot of questions and all. Then when I was like, about to go home, YW comes and tells me that there's CT Council meeting today and that we're late. .___.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the IP1 ct reps all duno, so we all sat at the back of the LT (cause we were all late), and stoned and stunned at the powerpoints and all. Bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawr, the tension is scary larh, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least tomorrow's HBL day! Can stay at home and slack. Might be going out shopping, hmm, so TESSTESS AND JOJO, get back to me ASAP so we can PLAN! :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawr, so much to do, so little time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-1619413060732486922?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/1619413060732486922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=1619413060732486922' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/1619413060732486922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/1619413060732486922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/02/ohmagawd.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-3099457273233365929</id><published>2009-02-23T17:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T17:53:19.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My blog is somewhat dead, I know. But I've just been too lazy to update after blogger screwed up my image uploading last week. Rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to have a try of VJC basketball training tomorrow afternoon. That's what happens when you have teh teacher-in-charge constantly walk/slack with you during PE and talk with you as well. You end up getting psycho-ed. Ah heck, why not. Sailing doesn't start till April anyway. I think I'm about managing to psycho Jolene to join sailing, so heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed up for 800m run, hmm. I hope I can win something again for that event. Didn't bother about 1500m, cause I think there are imba cross peoples already taking part in that event, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I didn't bother trying for Drama SYF. Too late to regret now though, argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawr, another maths assignment thingy to do. Arnold, or anyone else, pleaaaase help? :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest fear is overcommitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not like I get to rest at home and all. I feel more at ease in school than at home, seriously. Can't she give me a break? Don't have to bloody hell nag every night and kp me when I know what I'm doing and she says she knows I obviously don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want us to work with you? Sure, stop treating me like a kid. I don't deserve to be hounded day and night like that. I have my own pace, just that it doesn't match yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't trust me. Frankly, I don't give a damn. Just you wait, I'll show you, show you that you never knew me at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-3099457273233365929?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/3099457273233365929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=3099457273233365929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/3099457273233365929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/3099457273233365929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-blog-is-somewhat-dead-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-4407427228572375462</id><published>2009-02-16T18:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:08:22.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OHMAGAWDOHMAGAWDOHMAGAWD I GOT INTO CT COUNCIL! :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I couldn't sleep. Probably because of a lot of factors luh, but I think it was just insomnia. But then, I was very worried kay. :/ Cool down kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was practically power-napping last night, sleeping for 10mins or so, then waking up, then sleeping again, waking again... it repeats. When I finally managed to sleep at 3am, I got woken at precisely 5.55am cause Ms Sandhya sms-ed me to tell me that she's on MC again today. After that, I couldn't get back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stoned till 6.30am, then I went to wash up and get ready for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole of today, I was unwell luh, both physically and somewhat emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Ms Sandhya had 3 periods of LA today and she didnt come to school, they became free periods. So essentially, adding on the 2 original free periods and the 2 other periods from IH Options, that was hell long of a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to hand in the VIP challenge stuffs to Mr Ng again today, and I asked him to help me check if I made it to CT Council cause everyone else knows but me. :X So yeah, he came back out of the staffroom, after going in to ask, with a box of goodies and asked me and TessTess to pick one each, and congratulated me on making it. HAHA. AWESOME. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The v13 PSLs gave us a box of candies each, and I had fun kop-ing from alot of peoples. ^^ I'm shameless when it comes to candies. Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to make use of the break to sleep, but I just couldn't. Sure, I was lying on the couch and eyes shut and all, but subconsciously, I was just awake. My mind just didn't wana rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorta dozed off abit during Maths today, but it was okay, cause I learnt indices before in DHS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't do PE today cause I've got the flu and sniffles and all, and it wasn't that bad to slack at the side and talk to Ms. Tan abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet people must be wondering why both of us can talk until so happy and why she keep like "patting my head" though we supposedly only should have known each other for like, a couple of weeks. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ima go join a session of basketball training once I've recovered, yep. I wana see how's training like, hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dismissal, went to icecream chefs with Sab, Jerrell, and Abdullah to eat ICECREAMM! I always eat icecream when I'm kinda down or when I sorta wana drown myself in sweetness to avoid sorrow. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel joined us later, and when she came, I left to go home. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really needa repay my sleep debt luh, if I ever wana focus on writing again. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDANDAND, THANKYOU JUNWEI GRANDMA FOR THE TEDDYBEAR AND THE FLOWERR! HAHA. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-4407427228572375462?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/4407427228572375462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=4407427228572375462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/4407427228572375462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/4407427228572375462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/02/ohmagawdohmagawdohmagawd-i-got-into-ct.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-2537149003888456098</id><published>2009-02-14T21:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T21:56:37.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Breaking is really what the heart's for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw Valentines' Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Nuff said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-2537149003888456098?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/2537149003888456098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=2537149003888456098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/2537149003888456098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/2537149003888456098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/02/screw-valentines-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-3776578533902456140</id><published>2009-02-14T13:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T14:05:33.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY VALENTINES' DAY TO ALL!~ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOLENE! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know been awhile since I last posted. I've been kinda busy this week, yeah. First weeks of lessons are now over, yep, and I must say, I'm pretty looking forward to lessons this year. They seem so much more interesting than lessons in DHS, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was quite fun, yep. Gave Samuel a lift to school cause we saw him walking when we were leaving the house. Of all days, it was an awesome day to give a lift, cause I was carrying the balloons for peeps, and he helped me carry! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gave Grandma Junwei a balloon too, and apparently he dunwan show people the balloon cause he too paiseh edi! Teehee. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't get that much stuff this year larh, but nevermind. Sent Arnold and Daniel flowers with the inter-jc delivery, but oh, apparently it screwed up, then Daniel got a red rose, and Arnold got 2 white roses, when I sent them each a sunflower. .___.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooooooo, Arnold, remember to send me a bigbig bouquet of flowers next year! HAHA! :D It's under reminders there at the sidebar, teehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for BS at night, and missed the OG BBQ. Apparently, Priscilla also didn't go for the BBQ cause she went BS too, so yeah, good I suppose. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou Sharyn for the AWESOME ORANGE FLOWERRR! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy dating to those who are going out, and to those like me who are stoning either at home or at other places, just date your iPod/lappy/whatever. Makes you feel better, really. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-3776578533902456140?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/3776578533902456140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=3776578533902456140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/3776578533902456140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/3776578533902456140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day-to-all-d-and-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-438229498337083161</id><published>2009-02-09T18:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T20:09:06.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time to add basketball to the list of CCAs attempting to psycho me. Will touch on that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the first day of official lessons for all IP1s, and I must say, it was a pretty good day. I like my Physics and my Maths teachers, cause they seem like alotalot of fun! But not so for chem, and it's the only subject that has homework already... D: And I'm not that on about how the teacher teaches... Ah well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to appoint a Chem rep, and if no one volunteers, I get to choose. :D lalalala. The fun-ness of being CT Rep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thenthenthen, had first mass PE session today, and gosh, Ms Tan/Jenny/jiaolian der "gf" is teaching 09v12, and since they rotate PE teachers, she'll teach my class soon! .____.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran 2.4km today, as part of the cross-country training thingy. I was right in front all the way to East Coast, and I wasn't even panting when we stopped! .__. That's good, I suppose. Basketball training is more hiong than that, for sure. But then Ms Tan said that if I want join basketball, I just needa go like once a week enough ler, so I don't lose touch with my playing skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were leaving the school, starting the run, I saw GRANDMA coming back to school! And I called out to him, and he dao me! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chionged for CT Council interview after reaching back to school, and I think I screwed it man. Oh well, not like it's the end of the world. I still can be CT Rep, just that I'm not in CT Council. That gives me the option to take both sailing and basketball, sailing as main, basketball just to keep in touch and keep my skills ranking at "playable". There, I'm thinking positively! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the guys as they had their pull ups talk thingy, and oh gosh, Heyang is imba. .__. Andandand, Ramesh got "molested" by the PE teacher! HAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, that should be it for now. Time to get started on that Chem homework. Sianned. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-438229498337083161?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/438229498337083161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=438229498337083161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/438229498337083161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/438229498337083161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/02/time-to-add-basketball-to-list-of-ccas.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-1742848041247673451</id><published>2009-02-07T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T22:30:33.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOS peeps, I did promise pics from yesterday right, so here they are! :D Some were taken in the TOILET at Suntec. (x3 camwhoring in the toilet!) A few others were taken at the fountain there, HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SY2ZpPxnAoI/AAAAAAAAAV0/G0FSt0Oq0sE/s1600-h/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300061270373237378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SY2ZpPxnAoI/AAAAAAAAAV0/G0FSt0Oq0sE/s320/050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look so extra, standing in front. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SY2ZoxJa9JI/AAAAAAAAAVs/VnoBgTDjbsE/s1600-h/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300061262151611538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SY2ZoxJa9JI/AAAAAAAAAVs/VnoBgTDjbsE/s320/051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to do like one person at each mirror, but my phone camera range not far enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SY2ZoTCAKOI/AAAAAAAAAVk/sw2VORxLQjc/s1600-h/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300061254067431650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SY2ZoTCAKOI/AAAAAAAAAVk/sw2VORxLQjc/s320/052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh, so blurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SY2ZodwCXNI/AAAAAAAAAVc/hiqcNZmA9Uw/s1600-h/053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300061256944868562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SY2ZodwCXNI/AAAAAAAAAVc/hiqcNZmA9Uw/s320/053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, why I never smile der.  .____.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SY2ZRr0bXsI/AAAAAAAAAVU/UOWUpxfFE6g/s1600-h/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300060865584389826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SY2ZRr0bXsI/AAAAAAAAAVU/UOWUpxfFE6g/s320/054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TESSA, WEEQIN, &amp;amp; PAU! HAHA. Wonder why there was a door labelled Pau. .__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SY2ZRjpVCEI/AAAAAAAAAVM/i3wXHbPaHpc/s1600-h/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300060863390353474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SY2ZRjpVCEI/AAAAAAAAAVM/i3wXHbPaHpc/s320/055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't me and Jolene look like Paus? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SY2ZRuOxLsI/AAAAAAAAAVE/-7fIf7Pb5F8/s1600-h/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300060866231742146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SY2ZRuOxLsI/AAAAAAAAAVE/-7fIf7Pb5F8/s320/056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo, so childish. xD HAHA. But it looks so cute right! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SY2ZRcUb7aI/AAAAAAAAAU8/JZ6sy0cckHU/s1600-h/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300060861423676834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SY2ZRcUb7aI/AAAAAAAAAU8/JZ6sy0cckHU/s320/057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT? .___. Aiyo, Mark, why you take der pic so blurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SY2ZRWgPAsI/AAAAAAAAAU0/9_8Td257034/s1600-h/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300060859862549186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SY2ZRWgPAsI/AAAAAAAAAU0/9_8Td257034/s320/058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From right to left, 09v13! WHOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go, the pics. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;VIVA LA VICTORIAAAAA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-1742848041247673451?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/1742848041247673451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=1742848041247673451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/1742848041247673451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/1742848041247673451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/02/yos-peeps-i-did-promise-pics-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SY2ZpPxnAoI/AAAAAAAAAV0/G0FSt0Oq0sE/s72-c/050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-4160628341675911506</id><published>2009-02-07T09:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T11:11:50.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHOOOOO, MASS DANCE AT SUNTEC RAWKED! I'm so looking forward to next year's. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lost my voice today, hmm. Ah well, expected, seeing that I cheered and screamed so much last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was last day of VJC Freshman week orientation yep, and we had a sea carnival! I didn't play the stations and all for some reasons, yep. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran the inter-OG relay biathalon yesterday! I haven't trained in like, idk how many months, so I was like pretty reluctant to run, cause they said the distance was 3.8km. .____. But even if I said no, my OGL, Gabriel, is the OG Head, so bo bian lor, no replacement. The distance got changed to 2.4km eventually, so yeah, I was relieved. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I was the only IP1 girl running during my leg of the race. .___. The rest were JC1s. But okay larh, I finished 4th. That was the ideal positions my two teammates said they wanted to finish in, so yeah, I think I kinda shocked them by hitting the target. Haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After running right, I didn't even look like I ran at all. .___. My breathing was like, okay and all, like I just jogged or something (though I know I ran), but my legs just couldn't move. That is to be expected larh, seeing that I have a lack of training cause I haven't gone for basketball training in ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the biathalon ended, and the psycho-ing began. .____. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have so many CCAs to choose from. What fun. Let the full-time psycho-ing begin, as lessons start on Monday. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mass Dance at Suntec last night was awesome. All the schools were doing their school trains there, and us DHS people were like "ah, shucks, we have so little peeps from DHS here", when suddenly, a group of DHS Senior High peeps showed up. Whoo, DHS train ftw. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing was fun yeah, especially friendship dance when Jasmon danced solo! HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for class supper at BK after the event, then me and Weeqin got a lift from Gerontius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go finish some other stuffs. Will post pics some other time. Tata peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIVA LA VICTORIA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-4160628341675911506?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/4160628341675911506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=4160628341675911506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/4160628341675911506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/4160628341675911506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/02/whooooo-mass-dance-at-suntec-rawked-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-3102978820351024158</id><published>2009-02-05T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T21:17:32.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Self-doubt fills me yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really wondering, am I who I am because I'm truly like that, or am I like this because of how I have to behave, moulded to be someone who I actually am not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe being the cheerful, hyper girl who has a fetish for all things cute and bright coloured isn't supposed to be that way, but only is like that because of the way things in her life have turned out. Maybe choosing yellow as her fave colour was simply a way to constantly psycho herself to stay happy and cheerful. I get distracted by yellow and bright colours, and they say only mental patients are like that. Maybe I am mental then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know kay. Emotions and everything are just confusing me over and over again. I suppose it has to do with hormones and growing up and stuff like that. But argh, I really don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just wana end it all, you know. Maybe that's why I wrote The Tracks to begin with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-3102978820351024158?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/3102978820351024158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=3102978820351024158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/3102978820351024158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/3102978820351024158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/02/self-doubt-fills-me-yet-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-3832634621206937232</id><published>2009-02-04T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T21:06:53.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Class comm elections day! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I got my CT rep role yeah, just nida go through the interview next week. Thank you Gerontius for backing out, and giving that wonderful, touching speech that made Jolene cry. .___.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah well, if I were her, I would've given you a hug larh, that speech was touching-pwnage. But then, since I come from DHS, giving guys random hugs would be somewhat inappropriate, right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IPO PWNS JCO. But we still have 2 more days of that crap to go. Don't get me wrong, I know the SCs put in effort, but too much time stalling + too many people + some uncooperative JC1s = poor orientation facilitation + incredibly low and uncooperative IP1s that ended up getting scolded by the IP2s for slacking in our classes as a cohort and ponning sections of JCO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today wasn't as bad as the first 2 days though, cause there was CCA walkabout! I went to look for basketball and sailing cause well, I wanted to see which one to join right, and though it took me like a longlong time to find the sailing booth, I decided there and then to do sailing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? The basketballers seemed to be so arrogant yeah, while the sailors were nice. :D There was also a really nice Hockey senior who helped me find the booth yeah, though I said I didn't wana join Hockey. Don't know his name larh, but thankyou anyway! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Norman at the sailing booth yeah, and whoo, they're letting me do 420! :D So my job at the moment is to psycho IP1 PEOPLE TO JOIN SAILING! HAHA! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for class dinner just now, and a gathering of 12 dwindled to 7 cause the other 5 had too much fun pangseh-ing us and went to eat Mos Burger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took bus home myself. Everything just went downhill from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Nuff said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-3832634621206937232?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/3832634621206937232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=3832634621206937232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/3832634621206937232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/3832634621206937232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/02/class-comm-elections-day-d-yeah-i-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-3984420221512572249</id><published>2009-02-01T12:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T12:43:17.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH GOSH I LOVE MY NEW LAPPY! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's that YELLOW Dell Inspiron lappy I've wanted since like, last year, and I finally got it for a super-belated Xmas present from my cousin! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm posting on it now, yep, and the keyboard is oh-so-smooth! I also bought a mouse for it (cost like, less than $10), and yep, you guessed it, the mouse is YELLOW too! :D Matching what, so it's nicer! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridging curriculum just ended on Friday, and it was a pretty fun time, yeah, working with some of my new classmates. But actually, considering that 3/5 of my group (including me), came from DHS, that's not much of a new experience... We chionged finish the project within the last 3 days, typical DHS standard. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I learnt stuff from BC, I did. Some of which include: which people will give obvious signs about partners in Bridge by laughing or smiling the moment the partner is called, and that Lenovo laptops are totally incompatible with the school projectors just cause the laptop's brand isn't on the projector's list of recognised systems. .___.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-screams-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS THAT A FINGERPRINT MARK ON MY NEW LAPPY SCREEN I SEE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I"M SORRY LAPPY! -cries and wipes off the mark-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. .___.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if I'm going to follow Arnold and "marry" my lappy. :D HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And daddie, nuer want book one night to talk to you wor. Long time never pei wo talk edi kay, so you can't neglect your nuer der. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-3984420221512572249?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/3984420221512572249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=3984420221512572249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/3984420221512572249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/3984420221512572249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-gosh-i-love-my-new-lappy-3-yeah-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-7149849202225304716</id><published>2009-01-27T20:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T20:50:24.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, a somewhat proper post today! HAHA. :D Got pictures kay, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, so went around visiting peoples today. Didn't visit as many as last year, so didn't get as many hongbao lors. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo, I'm not money minded kay, just keeping my mind open about the ECONOMIC RECESSION! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mhmm, nothing much to post about actually. I'm quite looking forward to school tomorrow. Miss playing bridge and hearts, cause no one in my family knows how to! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SX78h4TLvFI/AAAAAAAAAUk/33ZOmPqLfs8/s1600-h/012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295947870813011026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SX78h4TLvFI/AAAAAAAAAUk/33ZOmPqLfs8/s320/012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You know, I tossed yusheng 3 DAYS IN A ROW OKAY! So sian! D: So yeah, I chose to take pic instead of tossing again. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SX78QMcV5MI/AAAAAAAAAUc/qQ5dKOHrRBg/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295947566982489282" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SX78QMcV5MI/AAAAAAAAAUc/qQ5dKOHrRBg/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GIANT COOKIE ISH LOVEEE!~ x3 Nah, it's just my TEDDYBEAR CHAIR! Cute, right! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SX78P33JqtI/AAAAAAAAAUU/f8uekGBK4Fg/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295947561457789650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SX78P33JqtI/AAAAAAAAAUU/f8uekGBK4Fg/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, a small bit of my room. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SX78PzdDlqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/tNeNkVbzvDQ/s1600-h/DSC00279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295947560274597538" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SX78PzdDlqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/tNeNkVbzvDQ/s320/DSC00279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Family photo taken today! Gosh, I look weird kay. .___.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SX78PqVVquI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ATBbwkP51AI/s1600-h/DSC00278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295947557826308834" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SX78PqVVquI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ATBbwkP51AI/s320/DSC00278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New style of clothes for a new year, heh. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SX78PhFLS9I/AAAAAAAAAT8/jReJyH99ls8/s1600-h/DSC00276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295947555342601170" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SX78PhFLS9I/AAAAAAAAAT8/jReJyH99ls8/s320/DSC00276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A half-a-generation photo (plus two 3rd generation kids)! :D See, my cousin sitting with his legs apart is proudly proclaiming that he's the only man there. .___.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SX78iLPr8qI/AAAAAAAAAUs/v2CM9Sc4_aU/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295947875898618530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SX78iLPr8qI/AAAAAAAAAUs/v2CM9Sc4_aU/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone watched that movie 881? Remember xiao mugua? Or watched 12Lotus? Yeah, she's my cousin, yep. (: Surprised us all by suddenly turning up for the somewhat of a family celebration at my house two nights ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do we look alike? .__. Cause during that period of time when all her posters were plasted at cinemas, my friends would always put me next to them and compare us whenever I went to watch movies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-7149849202225304716?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/7149849202225304716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=7149849202225304716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/7149849202225304716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/7149849202225304716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/01/okay-somewhat-proper-post-today-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SX78h4TLvFI/AAAAAAAAAUk/33ZOmPqLfs8/s72-c/012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-1904782293537114986</id><published>2009-01-27T10:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T10:13:50.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY CNY ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know, I know. I haven't posted blog recently cause I've been too lazy. I'll post a proper post either later today or tomorrow, yep! :D But first, a little something I took from Jun's blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;What is your True Fear?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Losing Someone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 78%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;You love affection and the people in your life more than anything. Your greatest fear is that one day someone you care about won't be there anymore. You are a very friendly and inviting person, who draws in a lot of friendships with your kind, considerate, and loyal nature. However, deep down you are slightly insecure and unsure of yourself. You couldn't deal with it if you didn't have one of your loved ones in your life anymore. You don't have too much to worry about though, because with a friend like you, no one will want to lose you either!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Being Alone&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 73%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Disappointment&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 52%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Looked down on&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 29%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Death&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 28%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Where Your life is Going&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 20%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Commitment&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 12%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_is_your_true_fear"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; is your True Fear?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Quiz&lt;/a&gt; Created on GoToQuiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-1904782293537114986?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/1904782293537114986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=1904782293537114986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/1904782293537114986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/1904782293537114986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-cny-all-yeah-i-know-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-7984046254467577785</id><published>2009-01-21T19:50:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T21:05:16.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SXcOt1mJJHI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EJYDKEqHcRM/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First up: THANKYOU WENJI FOR THE FREE ICECREAM AND TAXI RIDE HOME KAY! :D HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of people in class are into the bridge craze, now, especially WeeQin and Rachel, after they learnt how to play! Obviously we were playing it in class before morning assembly. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andandandandand, rawr, since when am I ditsy? D: Which teacher feedbacked to Ms Sandhya that I was ditsy at Alexandra Hospital yesterday? I was quite down okay! D: That place holds that stupid memory there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, went to Microsoft today for the changing context thingy, but I wish I went to some other place. It was quite boring, seeing that all they talked about was pretty much just stuff to promote themselves. The office is like, on the 22nd floor in the CBD area (gosh, the incredibly high rent=those rich freaks), and the lift moves so fast, like a floor in a second. You can't feel it moving, but you can feel the air pressure. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but the colours of the sofas are awesome! They come in red, green, yellow and blue, and they're the microsoft office themed colours! Talk about eye candy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the innovation room, I saw an Apple operating thingy hidden at the back of the room. Gosh, the irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were the first to leave school this morning yeah (8.15am leh!), so naturally, we were the first to return. Had a supersuper long lunch yepp, and waited for the people with cards to come back. What for? Yep, you guess it. To play bridge... again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was the sharing and consolidation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The groups that went to the New Majestic Hotel sure had fun. Nude male statue in the lobby, emo sofa hidden at the staircase, the bathtub in the middle of the room in plain view of all its occupants by being surrounded by nothing but clear glass... You get the idea of the laughter that circulated the room then. .___.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After it all, all of us chinese-language-studying people went to LT5 for some chinese thingy, and argh! Why do we have chinese homework! T.T -stares at book that I'm supposed to be reading-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, we headed back to class after the briefing to play bridge, while everyone else zao and went home. :D By we, I mean me, Sabrina, Rachel, Sihui, Wenji and Jerrell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we played till like, 4.30. .___. Whee. Then when we were all gona take bus 31 home, Wenji suddenly said he wanted to take cab, and since him, Rachel, Jerrell and me all live at tanahmerah, we pangseh-ed Sihui and tonpang the cab for free! :D Sabrina left with her friends, rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andandand, the cab uncle is this oldold lao ahpek right, but halfway through the journey, we heard WOMANIZER playing on the radio! Wah, the uncle actually very hip hor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way, Wenji volunteered to treat us all to icecream, and Nicole NEVAH says no to free icecream, right?! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, I'm shameless when it comes to free icecream. ^^ Got walked home again today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, a collection of random pics! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SXcOtp145vI/AAAAAAAAATs/3s7SrvpSDnw/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293716064486090482" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SXcOtp145vI/AAAAAAAAATs/3s7SrvpSDnw/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate fondue at my godpa's house on New Year's Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SXcOtWqpnPI/AAAAAAAAATk/Ylc0WGmLwQo/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293716059338677490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SXcOtWqpnPI/AAAAAAAAATk/Ylc0WGmLwQo/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fancy New Year's dinner at Lei Garden with extended family. What's inside, hmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SXcOtYHA8oI/AAAAAAAAATc/ep12oiHd-Gk/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293716059726082690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SXcOtYHA8oI/AAAAAAAAATc/ep12oiHd-Gk/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's shark's fin. Really. I didn't eat mine. :X Not a drop, I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SXcOMVA0ZLI/AAAAAAAAATM/rBFnOgBbaQY/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293715491959104690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SXcOMVA0ZLI/AAAAAAAAATM/rBFnOgBbaQY/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I know it's the wrong side up, but these words are printed on some children's playmat. Booby Kid Cup. Gosh, what are they teaching kids nowadays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SXcOMMj8mOI/AAAAAAAAAS8/8T_qDe9Hz8I/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293715489690523874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SXcOMMj8mOI/AAAAAAAAAS8/8T_qDe9Hz8I/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tower of pens @ bible study! Haha! Lindy's hand so extra, get in the way of the pic. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SXcOL1Q9HHI/AAAAAAAAASs/P8ZaXaG8Kv8/s1600-h/012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293715483436850290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SXcOL1Q9HHI/AAAAAAAAASs/P8ZaXaG8Kv8/s320/012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canwhoring in class, lol. 0, 1, 2, 3? Random much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SXcM0bwSnhI/AAAAAAAAASk/GkGjeRcdWUw/s1600-h/013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293713981940342290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SXcM0bwSnhI/AAAAAAAAASk/GkGjeRcdWUw/s320/013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I like this pic, I like it alot. :D I look nice in here. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SXcM0OTCyiI/AAAAAAAAASc/Gi3ngENMkhg/s1600-h/014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293713978328009250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SXcM0OTCyiI/AAAAAAAAASc/Gi3ngENMkhg/s320/014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say a OHNINEVEEONETHREEEEE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SXcMzZKfthI/AAAAAAAAASU/_dyJzzEoJqY/s1600-h/015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293713964065076754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SXcMzZKfthI/AAAAAAAAASU/_dyJzzEoJqY/s320/015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look into the mirror, and what do you see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SXcMzObQ1uI/AAAAAAAAASM/nQ272FkI-30/s1600-h/016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293713961182615266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SXcMzObQ1uI/AAAAAAAAASM/nQ272FkI-30/s320/016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lawl, all the funny faces. .__. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SXcMy6L39wI/AAAAAAAAASE/97ZDjvkgzqg/s1600-h/017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293713955749361410" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SXcMy6L39wI/AAAAAAAAASE/97ZDjvkgzqg/s320/017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so short here. T.T Ah well. Nvm, Jolene, make you feel better abit. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kay, that's all for today I suppose. Chocolate fountain @ VJC canteen by 09v13 on FRIDAY! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-7984046254467577785?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/7984046254467577785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=7984046254467577785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/7984046254467577785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/7984046254467577785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-up-thankyou-wenji-for-free.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SXcOtp145vI/AAAAAAAAATs/3s7SrvpSDnw/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-5135574880686811377</id><published>2009-01-20T19:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T19:56:27.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay for 2 days straight class lunches. .___.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went to PastaMania @ Parkway Parade for lunch, and we met 09v11 having class lunch too, but at KFC! :D Gosh, but yesterday's lunch really burnt a hugehuge hole out of my pocket. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took bus home with some of them, yep, and thanks Jerrell for walking me home. Haha. :D Good exercise right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we went to Alexandra Hospital for changing context today, and well, that place holds that one pathetic, stupid, bad memory for me. Had to go into the emergency room again, and I teared. Well duh, I didn't cry, tearing is bad enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, we went for lunch at Macs @ Changi Airport T3! Haha! Weird place right? But well, we're a weird class. :P Played cards and Truth or Dare at the wide open space at T3 before going home at about 4. Thanks Jerrell for walking me home, again. .__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jolene is quite funny. She kept going on and on about having a track meet on valentine's day/her birthday, but when me and Sabrina said we don't mind spending the day with her, she goes: "oh, nevermind larh, you guys can go out with your whoevers." Then, she continues on with the ranting. Lawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learnt some stuff about some people in class today. -hinthint- HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-5135574880686811377?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/5135574880686811377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=5135574880686811377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/5135574880686811377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/5135574880686811377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/01/yay-for-2-days-straight-class-lunches.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-536442845263087480</id><published>2009-01-18T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T20:55:25.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg, I actually willingly went clothes shopping today. .___. Will elaborate more on that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro skipped church today, cause apparently, he had alot of undone homework. Not fair, when I got alot of homework, my mom never lets me pon church. D: Hmph. But today was quite boring larhs, the sermon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated Rachel's birthday at kaleo today. We had a big, talltall cake from Secret Recipe and a homemade brownie cake made by Sharyn! I so have to learn from her how to bake someday... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Plaza Sing with my mom to shop for newyear clothes, yep, and ohmagawd, I actually didn't mind going around looking at clothes today. .__. There are still alotalot of clothes I wana buy, but then, they're not worth it (according to my mom), and she said that after CNY, I can go shopping for my own clothes, using my own money, if I want. She prob doesn't mind cause there are gona be loadsa sales during that time, but gosh, today's the first time she actually didn't criticise my choice of clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect example would be: at Parkway Parade a weekend ago, I wanted black OP shorts, but she refused to buy them for me cause she said they were too short. Then, today, I saw a pair of jeanshorts at MissWhatever, and I asked if I could get them, and she said yes. And they're definitely shorter than the OP shorts. .__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's probably why so many things caught my eye today yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went for ballet, and oh gosh, I so love the free movement dance study and the grande allegro! :D Can't wait for the concert later this year. -excited edi-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mhmm, that's about it. .__. Talked to Nic on the phone for close to 2 hours again last night. That was after I didn't sms him for 2 days, and he complained. Lawl, he did ask me to give him space, so I did. But too much? Lol. .___.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-536442845263087480?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/536442845263087480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=536442845263087480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/536442845263087480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/536442845263087480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/01/omg-i-actually-willingly-went-clothes.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-8151973717891683438</id><published>2009-01-17T13:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T14:02:11.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chill kay, sher. Don't think too much. Just let it all out. It helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm like watching a saddening replay again, but this time, it's not happening to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But I can't help but remember now. I miss your voice already. I know what we both want, but somehow, something's just killing me slowly from the inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-8151973717891683438?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/8151973717891683438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=8151973717891683438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/8151973717891683438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/8151973717891683438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/01/chill-kay-sher.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-6123492874101701879</id><published>2009-01-16T20:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T20:58:05.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://niiiiiic.mypersonality.info/" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img alt="Click to view my Personality Profile page" src="http://badges.mypersonality.info/badge/0/12/125641.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice. :D I like my personality type, and my multiple intelligence thingy. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-6123492874101701879?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/6123492874101701879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=6123492874101701879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/6123492874101701879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/6123492874101701879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/01/click-to-view-my-personality-profile.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-4086688360834407521</id><published>2009-01-16T19:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T19:49:45.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've got the hiccups now! D: So annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was first tie day at VJC, and cool, we can just take off our ties in the parade square after morning assembly! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala, so continued with the redesigning thingy, and we interviewed some of the o7v13 seniors! They're a fun bunch, yepp, and one of them keeps trying to psycho me to join sailing. .__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During first break, I went to the basketball court to watch some of the guys play bball, and ended up randomly playing with another ball in my uniform. Lucky I didn't get caught yep. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school had some briefing about the IT platform, then went back to DHS to looklook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned out that there was the basketball trials today, and I think that this year, got a lot of sec1s joining! Whoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played alotalot of basketball today, and I'm pretty tired now, rawr. Sianned, I have another blister from today. :/ More pain now. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, so many people trying to psycho me to join their CCAs... I don't know what to pick now, really!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-4086688360834407521?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/4086688360834407521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=4086688360834407521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/4086688360834407521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/4086688360834407521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/01/ive-got-hiccups-now-d-so-annoying.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-2418953208227009393</id><published>2009-01-15T21:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T21:45:27.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah, I like my new school uniform. :D Haha. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I couldn't find the classroom in the morning, so I just anyhow walkwalk here and there and ended up getting there cause I saw some people walking in PE shirts at the other block, and decided to go looklook. Then, I realised that I didn't wear my collar badge. Rawr, so ps. Lucky that Gareth brought his extra one, so thanks a bunch dude. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No lessons today; they only start in week 6. Teehee. :D But for the next 10 days, we have to do some redesigning classroom thingy. Sounds boring, considering that they'll only put the plans into effect at the end of the year for next year's batch of IP1s. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thenthenthen, supposed to go for 3rd lang today yep, but I ponned (as usual)! Went to watch teammies play B div basketball match at Anglican High today, and yay, they won! :D The score was really really low yeah, but no one really cares, cause they won! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the match, I had alot of time to burn cause I couldn't exactly get home so early yep, so went to eat at SB with Rae, Nana, and AhMei. Of course, with Jingmei there sure camwhore der, so yeah, got pics! Butbutbut, I'll only post those that don't make me look totally unglam! :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SW87AMuys2I/AAAAAAAAAR8/d6FJ_FLeCIU/s1600-h/jm1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291512961787147106" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SW87AMuys2I/AAAAAAAAAR8/d6FJ_FLeCIU/s320/jm1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me, Rae, JingMei. Waiting for our dinner to come. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SW84pxpToPI/AAAAAAAAARs/5OoMJqHohgc/s1600-h/jm3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291510377536004338" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SW84pxpToPI/AAAAAAAAARs/5OoMJqHohgc/s320/jm3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dinner, we had MILO DINOSAUR! Gosh, this one has whipped cream too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SW84pv8pZEI/AAAAAAAAARk/Q1MvVj4K4-Q/s1600-h/jm4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291510377080251458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SW84pv8pZEI/AAAAAAAAARk/Q1MvVj4K4-Q/s320/jm4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Testing out the self-timer on JingMei's camera. The black wallet there is so extra right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SW84poPEmEI/AAAAAAAAARc/kvwobPaGSXk/s1600-h/jm5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291510375010048066" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SW84poPEmEI/AAAAAAAAARc/kvwobPaGSXk/s320/jm5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I look like I just cried. .___. That's me without spectacles on, haha! Kay, look at that round red/pinky thingy on my left elbow there. That's the scrape from playing basketball with the guys yesterday. It still hurts badly. And then, see my eyebags. T.T That's from talking to Nic on the phone from 10plus to past midnight last night. Yeah, I deprived myself of sleep, but it was pretty worth it. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SW84pYL1lDI/AAAAAAAAARU/ZJQpndXveCY/s1600-h/jm6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291510370701513778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SW84pYL1lDI/AAAAAAAAARU/ZJQpndXveCY/s320/jm6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rae, me, Nana. Waiting for Rae's mom to come pick us all up. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've still got alot more pics where those came from, but I don't wana upload them! :D Ahahahaha. Nicole is pretty high today, from last night's phone convo. Teehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-2418953208227009393?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/2418953208227009393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=2418953208227009393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/2418953208227009393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/2418953208227009393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/01/ah-i-like-my-new-school-uniform.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SW87AMuys2I/AAAAAAAAAR8/d6FJ_FLeCIU/s72-c/jm1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-6298254914184431728</id><published>2009-01-13T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T21:20:43.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHOO, NICOLE LOVES VJC IPO!~ x333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been so fun these two days, and so many stuff happened, so im too lazy to blog all about it! Haha! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd O lvl results were out yeah. Grats to those who did well, and to those who didn't then cheer up kay? :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole been's feeling really super super high for the past two nights, though she wish she could've gotten more sleep last night, rawr. But she ain't complaining, cause she stayed up for somewhat of a good cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butbutbut, now she's so darn confused. She wants to clear it all up later tonight... hopefully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you still love her? Or are you just leading her on again, on a sadistic replay of what happened so many times before. If so, you'll just reinforce her mindset that she's just been some idiot who keeps falling for the same thing over and over. Nicole doesn't want that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She still loves you, for who you are, not what you score or where you go to study. Believe that. Lift your head high, you still have a face to show the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-6298254914184431728?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/6298254914184431728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=6298254914184431728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/6298254914184431728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/6298254914184431728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/01/whoo-nicole-loves-vjc-ipo-x333-its-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-1893457698722279294</id><published>2009-01-11T19:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T20:02:21.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHOOO, SCHOOL STARTS TOMORROW~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, Nicole is excited bout school, yep, what a first! :D She likes her new uniform, and the PE shirt is YELLOW!~ Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all those collecting O level results tomorrow can sleep well tonight yeah. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dontcomevjccheddardontcomevjccheddar-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone understand what I just said up there? .___.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-1893457698722279294?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/1893457698722279294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=1893457698722279294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/1893457698722279294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/1893457698722279294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/01/whooo-school-starts-tomorrow-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-1818237875396991615</id><published>2009-01-10T17:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T17:23:17.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes yulong, I have a lot of friends from all over Singapore. And from Malaysia too. :D It's a fact you love to repeat, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, today was a pretty sian day. I know a lot of people went for Poly open houses today, and alot of them were talking about it in church yesterday... so yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, school starts in only 2 more days. I'm looking forward to it, yeah. Wow, big surprise. The slacker's looking forward to school. .____. Oh, O level results are also out in 2 more days, yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skateboarded to ECP again today, where Uncle Francis made me board a few rounds for him and the other adults to see and complain about their inability to balance on the board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just comprehended the extent of my bro's untidy handwriting. I had to rewrite all his CCA choices and stuff for him today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-1818237875396991615?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/1818237875396991615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=1818237875396991615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/1818237875396991615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/1818237875396991615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/01/yes-yulong-i-have-lot-of-friends-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-3247337704142762904</id><published>2009-01-08T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T21:44:32.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was first day of third lang! :D And as usual, my mom KPs me the moment I switch on the comp at night. Eff her larhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Jolene at about 2pm at Bishan MRT there, and we waited for the others to come. Met Marcus there, but oh gosh, I actually didn't recognise him! Maybe it's due to the fact that he's wearing the lower sec shorts larhs, and I actually thought he got retained or something, lawl. First thing he sees me, he asks me for a basketball. What, think I carry one everywhere with me? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had lunch with the 3rd lang peoples from my VJ class yepp, and got to know them abit. Jasmon and Gladys went with me to Japanese later, while Jolene, Weeqin, Rachel, and Gerontius went for French.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawr, the class is scary kay, with all the imba RGS people there that can speak jap so fluently and hold private conversations with the teacher while we just sit there, stone, and go "har?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lesson I took MRT home myself lors, cause the other two Jap-ers taking bus to haogang. Stoned in MRT, haha, and would've died of boredom if Chenwei didn't sms me through the ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmkay, that's about it. Crap, she just came and KP-ed me again, though I tried to stick to the "minimal conversation" thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-3247337704142762904?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/3247337704142762904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=3247337704142762904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/3247337704142762904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/3247337704142762904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-was-first-day-of-third-lang-d-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-3389868197361025791</id><published>2009-01-08T12:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T12:38:23.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New Song! Haha. It's gona be a bright, bright, bright, sunshiny day~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's an old song, but yeah, after hearing it again when I watched Igor that time, I just couldn't get it outta my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only life were as easy as that though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just argued with my mom last night. About what? Oh, nothing, just about how I like to go around doing my stuff and how she wants me to do it her way. Stupid arguement, I know. What's worse, this morning, she just called me twice in a row, within a minute of both calls, just to pick a fight with me about who I'm going third lang with. Damn wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know she bloody hell doesn't trust me, and somehow, I don't really give a damn about it. I await the day I can rub into her face that she never knew me at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me to talk to her, cause talking to her will only make us argue more. Everything all started when my dad passed away 2 years ago. Yeah, long time to keep argueing, but it happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not my problem that my way of handling matters varies greatly from yours. Not happy, go find another daughter. I can always just disappear off the face of this world with a -poof- and hardly anyone would know why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-3389868197361025791?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/3389868197361025791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=3389868197361025791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/3389868197361025791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/3389868197361025791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-song-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-8189477316473147534</id><published>2009-01-05T14:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T14:20:08.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah, I know I havent posted for a few days kay. I have no actual reason for doing so, seeing that I haven't started school yet, but I've just been too lazy. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be in maple now, except that the network maintainence hasn't ended yet. Rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past few days I've been talking to Ricky papa on the phone for alotalot of hours at night. Hahaha. Very fun kay. One night can be hyper night, then another night can be emo night. Like last night lol. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, over the weekend I've picked up two new books on my last visit to the bookshop. One of them is called Mercy, by Jodi Picoult. Now, that author, along with Nicholas Sparks, writes awesome stuff and grapples with all the themes of love, mercy, hope, and other controvesial stuff that make you really question which side of the story you will take and stand by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercy was simply remarkable, touching me like none of the others have done before. Not saying the others weren't as good; it's just that it's a more personal striking thing. Though the theme of going through court trials and everything is just so repetitive in all her novels, it's all so different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, she inspires my writing so much. Cliches that actually don't seem like cliches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-8189477316473147534?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/8189477316473147534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=8189477316473147534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/8189477316473147534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/8189477316473147534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/01/yeah-i-know-i-havent-posted-for-few.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-2131696226112945699</id><published>2009-01-01T16:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T17:11:06.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY (BELATED) NEW YEAR TO ALL! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must say, I spent the last few days of 2008 on a night-time-somewhat-celebrating-spree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30th dec: Went to have dinner with the whole extended family, and met one of my cousin's bf for the first time. He was from VJC too. Interesting guy, I must admit. He's training to be a teacher. The dinner was darn expensive, but the desserts... oh gosh, 3 rounds of dessert, and they were AWESOME! -eye sparkle- Hy said that if my eyes sparkle anymore, diamonds will fall from them, but haha, I don't care. Diamonds can sell for alot of money, no? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31th dec: Went to Aunty Vivian's house for the first party. There, I first learnt how to balance on the ripstick, and learnt how to move... a tiny bit. Talk about sending off 2008 in style. Can't believe that Apologise is the number one song in Singapore for 2008. I'm Yours is only 18 (around there)! T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later, went over to Uncle James's house for the 2nd party. Ended up playing twister with all the sailing peeps, and had to sing karaoke for the last bit of 2008 cause my mom wanted to hear me sing. Not my prob that you pangseh me on the cruise. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today: Went to East Coast to try and hunt for the ripstick. Oh yeah, the ripstick's just a skateboard, with 2 wheels and a metal bar in the middle. Hard to balance at first, but once you get the hang of it, boy, it rawks. :D Now, that's spending the first day of the new year in fun and style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended up mastering it (somewhat) by riding it all the way home, through the underpass and all. I would so go out and play it now, if it weren't raining, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts tomorrow for everyone else. Mine starts on the 12th. Hahahahahaha. -suans-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jun, have fun in your first day of sec school tomorrow, yeah? For everyone else, just go have fun/heck care what the teachers say. It's the first day of school no? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-2131696226112945699?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/2131696226112945699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=2131696226112945699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/2131696226112945699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/2131696226112945699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-belated-new-year-to-all-d-must.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-7481200784398343773</id><published>2008-12-27T20:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T21:05:51.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Posting from my mom's friend's house lol. She let me use her lappy 'cause I wanted to be an anti-social person at the post xmas dinner tonight. Surprisingly, my mom had no qualms about letting me use the lappy. Hmm, wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep at my study table last night. Gosh, the teddybear chair is sooooo comfortable to sleep it. Joseph says it looks like a giant cookie. :D haha, it's cute what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started doing my work the moment I felt like doing it in the morning, and when my mom came to check on me, she was shocked to see me scribbling away, book in hand. Heh, that probably explained why she didn't mind me using the computer an hour or two later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah well, the typical start to a boring, comp-screen-staring saturday, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out to tampines mall with Joseph later in the afternoon though. Aimless walking ftw. And yeah, I got spotted by some people who happily jumped to the conclusion that I was on a date. -.- Right. Not you, KC didi. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause we really didn't have anything else to do, I went over to Joseph's house to watch him play fallout 3. Blasting heads off is okay, but when they show you the disembodied head.... eeeek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His house is big. .___. When I say big, I mean big. I mean, it can compare to Chenyin's house, 'cept for the fact that her's is somewhat bigger (cause it's two houses combined), and that she has a swimming pool. Oh, swimming pool, I miss ponning 3rd lang just to go over and swim in it. :x Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the third floor is awesome. :D Having a bar at home sounds fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mhmm, then went home and found out we had to pick up my bro from his friend's house. Second trip to Kembagan in a single afternoon lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sianned, wonder what time we're leaving. I'm feeling pretty sleepy now, actually. Could be due to the fact that I had two rounds of dinner today (Hey, I was hungry!), that the aircon's on and that I'm hugging a pillow. I want my octopus now. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all SG FF writers that see this post, send me the info that I need. We're still going through with the hoodie idea, and if you forgot what info I need, they are: your quote, the character who said it, and story title. MSN or PM or email them to me asap if you haven't already done so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you all want your quotes to be cool/funny/kickass/whatever, but RAWR, YOU'RE NOT THE ONE WHO'S DOING ALL TEH ADMIN CRAPS FOR IT. Mind you, I had to search and PM all the other writers who didn't know about it. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-7481200784398343773?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/7481200784398343773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=7481200784398343773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/7481200784398343773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/7481200784398343773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/12/posting-from-my-moms-friends-house-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-2510840767136247701</id><published>2008-12-26T18:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T19:03:06.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHOO, lvl 102. Haha. :D It'll be a screenshot post today. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SVS17_FwGSI/AAAAAAAAAQU/33KkHmTWHkU/s1600-h/Maple0000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284048304964901154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SVS17_FwGSI/AAAAAAAAAQU/33KkHmTWHkU/s320/Maple0000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOO, I FINALLY GOT HELMED. :D Ty soooo much pantstom didi. (: It's a wonderful X'mas present. Apparently, I didn't get helmed until 5am this morning, 'cause the first run everyone gg in b3. .___. Well, that's what he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, then I went to Happyville to slack with Jun, but before than, look at the conversation below lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SVS173cwg-I/AAAAAAAAAQc/_TTAY0PvRUA/s1600-h/Maple0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284048302913913826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SVS173cwg-I/AAAAAAAAAQc/_TTAY0PvRUA/s320/Maple0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL, go box go~ I'm the box in the background, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, went to Happyville afterwards, and had fun playing around. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SVS181bSl2I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Qsx_J6XL6kI/s1600-h/Maple0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284048319550756706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SVS181bSl2I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Qsx_J6XL6kI/s320/Maple0021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME WANT PRESENTS! -lil kid mode-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SVS18eWNPEI/AAAAAAAAAQk/LnDVnqk7sX4/s1600-h/Maple0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284048313355418690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SVS18eWNPEI/AAAAAAAAAQk/LnDVnqk7sX4/s320/Maple0013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, You tall person!~ But we all know Jun's actually shorter than me in rl. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SVS18hjwMiI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ErVPdxXcDg8/s1600-h/Maple0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284048314217542178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SVS18hjwMiI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ErVPdxXcDg8/s320/Maple0016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bow down before me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, he went off, and I went to train. Rawr, so little attkers this morning, and I wasted so many hours. T.T Nvm, at least I managed to level. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thenthenthen, went to slack off at Happyville with guildies and alliance peeps. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SVS2sgCdzGI/AAAAAAAAARE/10sSWu56ywU/s1600-h/Maple0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284049138443209826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SVS2sgCdzGI/AAAAAAAAARE/10sSWu56ywU/s320/Maple0027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a talking, inanimate box. F3. Fear me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SVS2sefphgI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/paTv-waeZek/s1600-h/Maple0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284049138028742146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SVS2sefphgI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/paTv-waeZek/s320/Maple0025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I like this one. Nigel really bowed, LAWL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SVS2tdJ53tI/AAAAAAAAARM/ZV-mweNYFkU/s1600-h/Maple0032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284049154848972498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SVS2tdJ53tI/AAAAAAAAARM/ZV-mweNYFkU/s320/Maple0032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the 5th day of Christmas, maple gave to me, FIVE SAND BUNNIES!~ HAHA. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gosh, so fun. Happyville really is the happiest town ever. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-2510840767136247701?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/2510840767136247701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=2510840767136247701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/2510840767136247701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/2510840767136247701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/12/whoo-lvl-102.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SVS17_FwGSI/AAAAAAAAAQU/33KkHmTWHkU/s72-c/Maple0000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-5665698672679586891</id><published>2008-12-25T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T21:31:02.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MERRY CHRISTMAS ALL! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all got better presents than me yeah. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today we went to Marche's to eat! Yay, haven't been there in a really long time yeah. Then went to buy my new CDs at HMV while my bro went to explore how to get home from NUS High. We just chucked him out the car at the busstop and left him to fend for himself, heh. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-listens to CD-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, I FINALLY UPLOADED ANOTHER FIC! WHEE. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-5665698672679586891?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/5665698672679586891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=5665698672679586891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/5665698672679586891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/5665698672679586891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-all-d-hope-you-all-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-3359457242162724345</id><published>2008-12-23T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T18:13:05.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;How will I die?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;You will die of boredom.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 78%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;Try not to take so many quizzes.  And while this answer may seem like a joke, it most certainly is not.  Boredom is one of the most frequent causes of death.  The body will simply stop functioning.  Try not to become an excercise junkie.  One cannot escape destiny...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;You will die in your sleep.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 74%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;You will die in a car accident.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 73%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;You will die in a nuclear holocaust.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 61%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;You will die from a terminal illness.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 57%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;You will die while saving someone's life.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 50%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;You will die while having sex.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 47%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;You will be murdered.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 11%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/how_will_i_die"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; will I die?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Quiz&lt;/a&gt; Created on GoToQuiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL AT HOW I'M GOING TO DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-3359457242162724345?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/3359457242162724345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=3359457242162724345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/3359457242162724345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/3359457242162724345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-will-i-die-your-result-you-will-die.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-5916431509465358731</id><published>2008-12-23T17:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T17:57:18.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whee, I'm level 101. :D Don't think I can level again tomorrow though. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, doing the music quiz again, 'cause I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules:&lt;br /&gt;1) Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle mode.&lt;br /&gt;2) For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3) YOU MUST WRITE THE SONG NAME DOWN, NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.&lt;br /&gt;4) Put any comments in brackets after the song name.&lt;br /&gt;5) Tag 6 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you male or female?&lt;br /&gt;Thunder. [Yeah, if you duno, thunder shall come and bug you.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Describe yourself.&lt;br /&gt;One step at a time. [Yeah, I'm changing schools one step at a time.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What do people feel when they're around you?&lt;br /&gt;Love Story. [Lawl, not like I'm some fine love example for people to follow.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Describe your current relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Fall. [The lyrics are actually somehow how I feel now, lol.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Where would you like to be now?&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday. [OF COURSE I WANT IT TO BE MY BIRTHDAY! Celebrated it for a week this year, truthfully. xD]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. How do you feel about love?&lt;br /&gt;Face down. [Can't see anything; love is blind. Lol.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What's your life like?&lt;br /&gt;Built to last. [Oh, definitely, my life is built to last a long, long time, until it ends.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What would you ask if you only had one wish?&lt;br /&gt;So what. [I want to have a totally heck-care attitude.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If someone says "Is this okay?", what would you say?&lt;br /&gt;I still believe. [I still believe this is okay, right...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. How would you describe yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Your guardian angel. [Who's guardian angel am I?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What do you like in a guy/girl?&lt;br /&gt;It's not over. [Umm, I'd like a clingy guy?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How do you feel today?&lt;br /&gt;Best of me. [I'm feeling pretty good today, probably one of the best days in a long time.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What do your friends think of you?&lt;br /&gt;Hot N' Cold. [Hmm, I am pretty fickle-minded, I suppose.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you think of your parents?&lt;br /&gt;Lollipop. ["Hey, what's the big idea?~" lawl.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What do you think about very often?&lt;br /&gt;Superman. [Eh, no, I don't fantasize about superheroes.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What is 2+2?&lt;br /&gt;1,2,3,4. [OMG, THE MEDIA PLAYER KNOWS HOW TO COUNT SIA. The answer really is 4.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What do you think of the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;Make it mine. [I wana make you mine. :x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What is your life story?&lt;br /&gt;Imitation. [I don't need an imitation, mhmmm. F3.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;Lucky. [Who doesn't wana be lucky?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What do you think of when you see the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;Heartbeat. [Keep my heart beating, yeah.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What will you dance to during your wedding?&lt;br /&gt;Thnks Fr Th Mmrs. [Eh, why a one-night stand song for my wedding?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What will they play at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;Next plane home. [What? They expect me to be on the next plane home? I'm dead!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What is your biggest fear?&lt;br /&gt;Make some noise. [Right, I like it nice and quiet. -.-]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What is your hobby/interest?&lt;br /&gt;Makes me wonder. [Mhmm, I like making people wonder.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What do you think of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;Shake it. [Whooo, dance guys. Lol.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not tagging anyone. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I was damn pissed by that annoying guest yesterday. Details are unecessary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-5916431509465358731?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/5916431509465358731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=5916431509465358731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/5916431509465358731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/5916431509465358731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/12/whee-im-level-101.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-202607076633374007</id><published>2008-12-22T11:54:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T12:43:13.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey all, I'm back from my cruise! :D I took some pictures, mhmm. And will put them at the back of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First day when we first boarded the cruise, I actually didn't like it much. :/ Normally I get seasick, mhmm, so I was pretty worried. Surprisingly, motion sickness didnt strike me on the first day, so I was pretty thankful. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to the gym to train abit, haha. Ran for an hour on the threadmill, hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That night, we had formal dinner in the "Romeo and Juliet" dining room. Meh, my mom made me wear a skirt, but I refused to take a pic of myself in it, heh. xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, there was the matter of the cutlery. So many forks, knives, and spoons, and I don't think I've ever eaten at a restaurant like that before. .____. So yeah, we being the blurblur-never-eat-at-fancy-place-or-attend-dining-ettiqute-workshop-before-people, we just anyhow use lors. :D teehee. The food was good kay. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and everyday we were there, the staff would make the towels into animal shapes. :D so cute can! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second day we stopped at Penang, and while we were waiting to get clearance to disembark, I got seasick. :/ But before that, my aunts dragged me to go learn the chacha. .____. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went shopping at some mall in Penang, and saw some very cool stuff, haha. xD Will post the pic later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Third day got very sian of the stuff ler, cause everywhere was so crowded. Only thing I remember was going to the fancy dining room to eat again, and the waiters were singing and having a parade and everything. Gosh, there was one waiter with awesome vocals. .____.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At night my relatives made me go karaoke with them, and they made me sing. -.- Gawd, my mom pangseh me sia, then I had to sing "I'd like to teach the world to sing" by myself. After I finished, everyone was like: "Eh, you sure you're not in choir?" Lawl. I know my singing voice is nice larhs, but I zhaosia alot, so I hardly sing, mhmm. :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning we disembarked at 8 something in the morning, and I was thinking something of "yay, go home to rest and play computer in peace" when suddenly, this super clingy, super annoying, and super loud schoolmate that my bro met on the cruise said: " Can I go over and play?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-screams and feels like kicking the guy's balls-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is just so bloody annoying. He's acting like this is his house kay, and even my bro is getting pissed. The guy just collapsed a table here, and instead of helping to fix, he complains his back hurts. -.- Irritating guy, hope he never comes over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enough of that now. Oh, and to all those that smsed me while I was on cruise, sorry for not replying. Eh, wait, no, to all except cloney, cause you really bugged me. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pics time. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SU8VL7Z_42I/AAAAAAAAAOM/cfMutFmaYLg/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282464182598361954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SU8VL7Z_42I/AAAAAAAAAOM/cfMutFmaYLg/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View of the ship when we were going to board it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SU8VL1HFYHI/AAAAAAAAAOU/edQD_Bd5Edw/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282464180908417138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SU8VL1HFYHI/AAAAAAAAAOU/edQD_Bd5Edw/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The outdoor swimming pool! I didnt take a pic of the indoor one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SU8VMH2KvnI/AAAAAAAAAOk/6ZUBC8me-hE/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282464185937739378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SU8VMH2KvnI/AAAAAAAAAOk/6ZUBC8me-hE/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My niece playing the drums lawl. She's become a camwhore at such a young age. .__. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SU8VMOydDgI/AAAAAAAAAOc/vmp6ya2kjcY/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282464187801210370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SU8VMOydDgI/AAAAAAAAAOc/vmp6ya2kjcY/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The soup on the first night, haha. It was nice. (: And see all the cutlery. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282464191359633250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SU8VMcC2R2I/AAAAAAAAAOs/aiFNy79N5mY/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View of penang from the ship. Taken about the time I got seasick. :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SU8WbA2C29I/AAAAAAAAAPU/ZmAK1n9d3GE/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282465541267839954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SU8WbA2C29I/AAAAAAAAAPU/ZmAK1n9d3GE/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are house phones. :D Really. See the dots on the coke can? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SU8WaCRk8nI/AAAAAAAAAO0/cbv6r-VGhdk/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282465524471886450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SU8WaCRk8nI/AAAAAAAAAO0/cbv6r-VGhdk/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAWL, my bro took this with my phone. .___.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SU8XwEmfRVI/AAAAAAAAAP0/TpBynUT2wsU/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282467002565215570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SU8XwEmfRVI/AAAAAAAAAP0/TpBynUT2wsU/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bed, lol. It's soooo comfortable kayy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SU8Xvx3hMgI/AAAAAAAAAPs/NI_HfFn795c/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282466997536371202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SU8Xvx3hMgI/AAAAAAAAAPs/NI_HfFn795c/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towel monkey! Cute, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SU8XvuTRdVI/AAAAAAAAAPc/dl3GKgk1JME/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282466996579038546" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SU8XvuTRdVI/AAAAAAAAAPc/dl3GKgk1JME/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View of the ship when waiting in line to board the transporter boat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SU8XvwIIgPI/AAAAAAAAAPk/jt7XRI2_AsE/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282466997069185266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SU8XvwIIgPI/AAAAAAAAAPk/jt7XRI2_AsE/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View of the ship from the transporting boat, coming back from Penang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mhmm, that's about it. :D And this trip was essentially a family holiday, so almost all my relatives went. And gosh, my cousin's having an affair. Well, I ain't complaining, the new girl's alot nicer than his wife. :X And he may be buying me a lappy for xmas! Whooo~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-202607076633374007?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/202607076633374007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=202607076633374007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/202607076633374007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/202607076633374007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-all-im-back-from-my-cruise-d-i-took.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SU8VL7Z_42I/AAAAAAAAAOM/cfMutFmaYLg/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-8411182368579703882</id><published>2008-12-18T23:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T00:26:14.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Doing a really funny quiz before I leave my blog un-attended for a couple of days [refer to the post below for details]. :P Took from KC didi's blog, and I was laughing all the way while reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules:&lt;br /&gt;1) Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle mode.&lt;br /&gt;2) For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3) YOU MUST WRITE THE SONG NAME DOWN, NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.&lt;br /&gt;4) Put any comments in brackets after the song name.&lt;br /&gt;5) Tag 6 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1] Are you male of female?&lt;br /&gt;You and I both. [What has this got to do with my gender?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2] Describe yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Whoa Oh (Me VS. Everyone). [Oh yes, Me against the world indeed. So true.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3] What do people feel when they're around you?&lt;br /&gt;You, me, and the bourgeoisie. [Umm, so they don't feel so paiseh being alone with me, cause got the bourgeoisie there? .___. But what is it, anyway, I wonder...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4] Describe your current relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Check yes Juliet. [No, I ain't eloping with my lover. I don't have one, anyway. .__.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5] Where would you like to be now?&lt;br /&gt;Greatest Day. [Does that answer the question? Not really. But I do want it to be possibly the greatest day of my life, anyway, "before it all ends, before we run out of time". (:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6] How do you feel about love?&lt;br /&gt;Love for a child. [Hmm, that love for a child is the reason why kids are kept in the dark about stuff that they are too young to handle but they have to? Chim, I know. .___. But anyway, that's not really what I feel about love.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7] What's your life like?&lt;br /&gt;Before the Worst. [Yeah well, I suppose it could be worse off.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8] What would you ask if you only had one wish?&lt;br /&gt;No handlebars. ["I can ride my bike with no handlebars~" LOL. Yeah, I SOOOO wana ride my bike with no handlebars.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9] If someone says "is this okay?", what would you say?&lt;br /&gt;Lucky. [Huh? Lucky for asking me on my opinion? :P Aww, I'm touched.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10] How would you describe yourself?&lt;br /&gt;The end where I begin. [Mhmm, I'm feeling like it's the end of the world with the breakup, and I'm beginning from it. Whee.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11] What do you like in a guy/girl?&lt;br /&gt;Suppose. [Oh, I know, I SUPPOSE I do know what I like in him. Wow, I don't know myself, hmm?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12] How do you feel today?&lt;br /&gt;Yellow. [LAWL. I wore a yellow shirt today, so I feel YELLOW. :D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13] What do your friends think of you?&lt;br /&gt;Just stand up. [Yeah, everything will be alright. They all think I can stand up and get over it. :P I can be my own miracle, alright.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14] What do you think of your parents?&lt;br /&gt;Tu Amor. [Yeah, I'm not sure of the right words to say, alright. The first line is perfect.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15] What do you think about very often?&lt;br /&gt;Crush. [Oh wow, I'm constantly thinking about a non-existent crush. -.-]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16] What is 2+2?&lt;br /&gt;Fall for you. [Yeah, it takes certain chemistry and calculations to make me fall for someone. (:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17] What do you think of the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to move. [Yeah, I dare you to move alright, and look how it ended up.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18] What is your life story?&lt;br /&gt;Stop and stare. [Meh, yeah, I keep stopping and stare in my life.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19] What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;How to save a life. [No, I don't want to teach people how to save lives. Bleh.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20] What do you think of when you see the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;That's what you get. [Oh boy, nice one. That's what you get for leaving me, HAH. :D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21] What will you dance to during your wedding?&lt;br /&gt;Relax (take it easy) [Lol, quite slow... so a waltz? :P]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22] What will they play at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;Byebye. [Understatement of the century.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23] What is your biggest fear?&lt;br /&gt;Your call. [Who's call I'm I scared of? Oh wait, I know, cloney/teh stalker. -.-]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24] What is your hobby/interest?&lt;br /&gt;Gives you hell. [Nice, my hobby is giving you hell. .____.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25] What do you think of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;Accidentally in love. [What? Ima fall accidentally in love with one of my friends? Eeeek.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26] I tag...&lt;br /&gt;1) Jun, now you owe me 2 quizzes. xD&lt;br /&gt;2) Joseph, heh, do this one, and skip the previous longlong one if you wish.&lt;br /&gt;3) Arnold, this one should be fun for you larhs, so don't be lazy, and just do.&lt;br /&gt;4) Twinneh/chiasing, if she sees my post, heh.&lt;br /&gt;5) Ricky papa, for him to do when he gets back from msia.&lt;br /&gt;6) Rinnie mei, give her something to post about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally like number 22 the best. Haha. Off to sleep, before my Darren erzi scolds me or something. :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-8411182368579703882?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/8411182368579703882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=8411182368579703882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/8411182368579703882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/8411182368579703882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/12/doing-really-funny-quiz-before-i-leave.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-9008435589539749367</id><published>2008-12-18T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T23:25:43.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Will be away on cruise from tomorrow till monday morning. Actually planned on going online tomorrow morning before leaving on cruise, but then found out that my brother got into NUS High, and I have to pei him to go there tomorrow to settle the admin stuff, seeing that my mom has an interview with Singtel at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sianned, was really intending to train abit on maple first, to try and gain more % so I can level up when I just get back from the trip. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was pretty fun in itself. Trained 50% plus, and made a new friend! Haha, not really larhs, he's from alliance, but I never talked to him before until I saw him at Happyville. Giant white yetis do catch attention, no? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mhmm, think ima go off soon, after surfing some blogs. Hope that there's still signal on the cruise, so I can sms. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couple more days to xmas. Oh, to all my maple friends that want me to make xmas cards for you, email me a pic/ss of what you want your char to look like in the card while I'm away, so I can get them immediately when I get back kay. :D Gosh, only 2 days to rush them all this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-9008435589539749367?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/9008435589539749367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=9008435589539749367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/9008435589539749367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/9008435589539749367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/12/will-be-away-on-cruise-from-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-3806923707188318078</id><published>2008-12-17T17:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T17:50:47.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>STUPID. MAPLE. PATCH. -SCREAMS- Can't believe I wasted a whole day doing nothing, waiting for it. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent my day on skype and msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First msned + webcam with bakamono kor. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a 6hr++ long webcam + mic chat with Joseph. Heh, it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then helped ym test out his lappy der in-built mic on skype too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh, it's fun larhs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-3806923707188318078?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/3806923707188318078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=3806923707188318078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/3806923707188318078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/3806923707188318078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/12/stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-6437797019162235169</id><published>2008-12-17T14:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T15:39:35.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tagged by KC didi to do a quiz. Heh. Sabo der. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Who is the person that tagged you?&lt;br /&gt;KC didi lors. 'cause he wana sabo me der. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Relationship between you and him/her?&lt;br /&gt;Maple jie and didi. Not jie/di lian arhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Five impressions?&lt;br /&gt;a] Tall. .___. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;b] Random. KFC at pluto, hmm?&lt;br /&gt;c] Good channel to rant to. Can send me whole email in chinese also, trying to cheer me up. -.- But then, it just suanned me that my chinese is pretty weak.&lt;br /&gt;d] Eh, duno ler. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If he/she become your enemy, you will?&lt;br /&gt;Emo, 'cause I lost another friend. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What will you say to the person you like very much?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I don't know. Depends on the occassion and mood. But most probably just remain speechless lors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Characteristics I like about myself?&lt;br /&gt;Idk. .___. is being small-sized good, in a sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Characteristics I hate about myself?&lt;br /&gt;A lot of stuff, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. For the person whom you hate, you say?&lt;br /&gt;I don't say anything, unless needed. Just dao-ing is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What do people feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;How'd I know? I can't read minds. :/ Ask them yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Your crush(es)?&lt;br /&gt;Currently crush-free. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[question 11 not here. :X]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Pass this to 10 people.&lt;br /&gt;1] Jun. Haha, you asked me to tag you for quizzes before, and now I'm going to. :P&lt;br /&gt;2] Andrew didi. Haha. Remember my christmas present kay. ^^&lt;br /&gt;3] Joseph. Yeah, we're webcamming now. xD&lt;br /&gt;4] Arnold. I know, you lazy pig don't want do. But just put your name can edi.&lt;br /&gt;5] Ricky papa. You never do my quizzes der lor. T.T&lt;br /&gt;6] Rinnie mei. Eh, I think papa said your name was Rinnie, right. If I'm wrong, then ps arhs. :X&lt;br /&gt;7] Chenwei. If you do see this, means you actually do still come to my blog.&lt;br /&gt;8] Bakamono kor. Long time no tag you do quiz edi. ^^&lt;br /&gt;9] Cereaaaaal~ If you come to my blog and see, teehee.&lt;br /&gt;10] Rhonda, who probably doesn't come here ler. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. If 5 and 7 were together? [Ricky papa and Chenwei]&lt;br /&gt;EWWWWWWWWWW. They ain't gay. Besides, papa edi got Junwei mama. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who does 5 like? [Ricky papa]&lt;br /&gt;Hmm? Of course I know. :X But then duno if he really give up edi anot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What colour does 9 like? [Cereal]&lt;br /&gt;Haha, idk. xD Never asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Say something about 8? [Bakamono kor]&lt;br /&gt;Kor can chase away annoying flirtatious stalkers. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Who is 2? [Andrew didi]&lt;br /&gt;Maple didi, who is both higher level and older than me. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Talk about 3. [Joseph]&lt;br /&gt;He's my bestie. What d'ya want me to say? OH, I KNOW. Go read the latest chapter of the "maple writers survivor fic", and try and figure out our private joke. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Who is 10's best friend? [Rhonda]&lt;br /&gt;How'd I know? I think she got one gang of best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Who is the sexiest amongst all of them?&lt;br /&gt;No comment, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What colour does number 4 like? [Arnold]&lt;br /&gt;-shrugs- .___. yeah hors, Arnold, what's your fave colour arhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Is 4 single? [Arnold]&lt;br /&gt;No, of course not. He's married to his beloved Samsung Omnia laopo. Well, it was after his Acer lappy laopo died. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What is your relationship with 1? [Jun]&lt;br /&gt;Friend? .____. What else could there be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Are 5 and 6 best friends? [Ricky papa and Rinnie mei]&lt;br /&gt;LAWL, they're siblings. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. 9's surname? [Bakamono kor]&lt;br /&gt;Loo, as in KeenLoo. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. 7's nickname? [Chenwei]&lt;br /&gt;Ccw. :/ His penname.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Say something to number 8? [Bakamono kor]&lt;br /&gt;OCTO LOVES YOU~~~ webcam, haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Say something to help 9. [Cereal]&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh, fishy misses you too. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Who does 1 admire? [Jun]&lt;br /&gt;Idk. Maybe nobody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Where does 1 live? [Jun]&lt;br /&gt;Eh, same place as the answer in KC's quiz: Toa Payoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. 10 of them know who you like?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, almost all barhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Say something to 6 when you see him/her. [Rinnie mei]&lt;br /&gt;Uhh, HELOOO. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. 10's spouse. [Rhonda]&lt;br /&gt;Lawl, maple spouse would be ReiZer0. In rl, she's too young to be married. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time: 3.23pm&lt;br /&gt;Sisters: 0, unless you count maple der.&lt;br /&gt;Brothers, 1, will have more if count maple der, too.&lt;br /&gt;Shoe Size: I can't remember, haha. x)&lt;br /&gt;Height: 155cm. I'm so short. T.T&lt;br /&gt;Where you live: In my room, with my beloved softtoys. :D&lt;br /&gt;Fave drink: Ginger beer.&lt;br /&gt;Fave breakfast: I seldom eat breakfast, actually. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever...&lt;br /&gt;Been on a plane: First time when I was a week or so old only kay! xD&lt;br /&gt;Swam in the ocean: Duh, bodyboarding ftw.&lt;br /&gt;Fallen asleep in school: Well, ludi pq so easy to in at 12am-4am plusplus what. :X&lt;br /&gt;Broken someone's heart: I... think so?&lt;br /&gt;Waited for someone to call: Obviously.&lt;br /&gt;Saved emails: -nodnod-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your room like: IT'S YELLOW/ORANGE IN COLOUR WITH ALL MY BELOVED SOFTTOYS AND MY TEDDYBEAR CHAIRR!~&lt;br /&gt;What's right beside you: My octopus. In front of my is the webcam perched atop the lappy. Yay for skype. :X The webcam convo with Joseph's been running for 4hours plus edi. xD&lt;br /&gt;When is the last time you ate: Earlier this afternoon, but I feel hungry now. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever had...&lt;br /&gt;Chicken Pox: Yep, but can't remember having it. :P&lt;br /&gt;Sore throat: Of course, who wouldn't?&lt;br /&gt;Stitches: Never had them, but I don't think I wana try.&lt;br /&gt;Broken Nose: Nope, but got alot of nosebleeds for no reason when I was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight: Well, it could happen, so why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was/were the last person...&lt;br /&gt;You danced with: Umm, my ballet partner for the Allegro routine. We messed up badly.&lt;br /&gt;Who made you smile: Joseph, on the webcam. Haha, I laughed more than I smiled. (: Haven't felt this happy in ages.&lt;br /&gt;Who yelled at you: My mom, last night. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today did you...&lt;br /&gt;Talk to someone you like: Define what kind of like. If it's like-like/crushing, then no. If it means I just like the person as a friend, then yeah, Joseph. That fact's been pretty much repeated throughout this entire quiz.&lt;br /&gt;Kiss anyone: My octo. x)&lt;br /&gt;Get sick: No way will I get sick when I wana chiong maple, heh.&lt;br /&gt;Talk to an ex-classmate: Well, Ben msned me and called me horney, like he always does. .___.&lt;br /&gt;Miss anyone: Nope, trying to forget it all.&lt;br /&gt;Eat: You think? I just said I had lunch somewhere up there.&lt;br /&gt;Experience the best feeling in the world: Hmm, what is the best feeling in the world?&lt;br /&gt;Sleep with softtoys: Yep, in the wee hours, I was sleeping with my mountain of them. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's under your bed: The floor.&lt;br /&gt;Who do you really hate now: No one, in particular.&lt;br /&gt;What time is it now: 3.38pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawr, so long. :/ Lazy do the last bit edi, so I'll put it in another post some other time, heh. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-6437797019162235169?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/6437797019162235169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=6437797019162235169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/6437797019162235169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/6437797019162235169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/12/tagged-by-kc-didi-to-do-quiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-2193053571960103204</id><published>2008-12-16T17:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T17:15:26.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>POST NUMBER 200! WHOOO~ xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the first piece of good news. The next is that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAGIKA IS LEVEL 100 AT LAST! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou to all who helped me train yeah, cause I had to leech, seeing that I'm a priest and all. And thankyou to those who tried to encourage me today when I came back to train during 2x, but found that there wasn't any priest slot available after I gave up my morning slot in cc1. :X Darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, thankyou Bakamono kor, Crys, and Xiaokor for the megas. :D And jeremy, you still owe me one. F3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawsh, so happy. T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-2193053571960103204?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/2193053571960103204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=2193053571960103204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/2193053571960103204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/2193053571960103204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/12/post-number-200-whooo-xd-thats-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-8195809944241322101</id><published>2008-12-15T22:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T22:33:37.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="330" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="180"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disorder&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="120"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/paranoid.html"&gt;Paranoid&lt;/a&gt; Personality Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;color:#cc0033;"&gt;High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/schizoid.html"&gt;Schizoid&lt;/a&gt; Personality Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;color:#000099;"&gt;Low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/schizotypal.html"&gt;Schizotypal&lt;/a&gt; Personality Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;color:#cc0033;"&gt;High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/antisocial.html"&gt;Antisocial&lt;/a&gt; Personality Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;color:#990099;"&gt;Moderate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/borderline.html"&gt;Borderline&lt;/a&gt; Personality Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;color:#990099;"&gt;Moderate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/histrionic.html"&gt;Histrionic&lt;/a&gt; Personality Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;color:#cc0033;"&gt;High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/narcissistic.html"&gt;Narcissistic&lt;/a&gt; Personality Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;color:#cc0033;"&gt;High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/avoidant.html"&gt;Avoidant&lt;/a&gt; Personality Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;color:#990099;"&gt;Moderate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/dependent.html"&gt;Dependent&lt;/a&gt; Personality Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Very High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/ocd.html"&gt;Obsessive-Compulsive&lt;/a&gt; Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;color:#000099;"&gt;Low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;http://www.4degreez.com/misc/personality_disorder_test.mv"&gt;Take&lt;/a&gt; the Personality Disorder Test&lt;/a&gt; --&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/index.html"&gt;Personality&lt;/a&gt; Disorder Info&lt;/a&gt; --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this on Andrew's blog. Wow, I seem pretty bad. .____. Well, I guess the bit about being dependent is true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-8195809944241322101?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/8195809944241322101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=8195809944241322101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/8195809944241322101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/8195809944241322101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/12/disorder-rating-href-paranoid.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-2784680736124319736</id><published>2008-12-15T19:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T19:07:04.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Goodbye, NutsBoutNuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-moment's silence for a newly disbanded guild-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, sorry to those who wanted me to keep it open. I just couldn't stand having a dead guild no more, though even people like puremagic2 admit that it's nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... I'M LEVEL 99 NOWWWW!~~~~~ WHOOO~ 37% now, so yeah, one or two more days of training should do the trick. xD Gosh, I'm sooooooooooo close to triple digit.... -eye sparkle-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And peoples, remember to mega arhs. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-2784680736124319736?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/2784680736124319736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=2784680736124319736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/2784680736124319736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/2784680736124319736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/12/goodbye-nutsboutnuts.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-6209956726303965274</id><published>2008-12-14T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T16:11:05.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 400px; background-color: #000000; border: 1px solid #110000;" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Greed:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #220011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 40px; background: #330077;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Gluttony:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Medium&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 66px; background: #660033;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Wrath:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #440011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 138px; background: #770022;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Sloth:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Medium&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 94px; background: #660033;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Envy:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #220011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 34px; background: #330077;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Lust:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #110022; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Very Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 2px; background: #110099;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Pride:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Medium&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 100px; background: #660033;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/seven_deadly_sins.html" target="_top"&gt;Discover Your Sins - Click Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee, never, ever, face my wrath. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-6209956726303965274?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/6209956726303965274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=6209956726303965274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/6209956726303965274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/6209956726303965274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/12/greed-low-gluttony-medium-wrath-high.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-8463600041865560098</id><published>2008-12-13T12:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T13:09:16.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh, got tagged by Joseph to do another quiz. Wheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The person who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;Joseph, as stated above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with them?&lt;br /&gt;Pffft, co-author for tlc and besties. Haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your 5 impressions of them?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm:&lt;br /&gt;1] Avid gamer (no doubt)&lt;br /&gt;2] Pretty philosiphical at times (in my opinion), making a good chat buddy. :D&lt;br /&gt;3] Random guy who's willing to poke me on msn, heh.&lt;br /&gt;4] Somewhat not a choice for girls looking for boyfriends. Hey, he's a nice guy kay.&lt;br /&gt;5] Recently getting kinda emo? :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing they had done for you?&lt;br /&gt;Uhh, letting me rant about how my life is so screwed? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The most memorable thing he said to you?&lt;br /&gt;Something about carving your own purpose in life and shaping your own life. Yeah, thanks dude, it sorta struck me, like I told you before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If they become your lovers, will you?&lt;br /&gt;And what are the chances of that happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If they become your enemy, you will?&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, I honestly hope it never will happen, 'cause I don't wana lose another bestie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 and 9 are missing, apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is it that you want to tell them now?&lt;br /&gt;I know you're super impatient and all, but chill, the right girl for you will come, some day, mhmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your overall impression of them?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I rant to him, and he rants back. What fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How do you think people around you feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;-shrugs- some people think I'm weird, some think I'm okay, and some think I'm nice. Perception is the key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The characters you hate of yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;The part of me that gets pissed off so bloody easily. And the somewhat split and complicated personalities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. The characters you love in yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. What's good about me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The most ideal person you want to be is?&lt;br /&gt;To be myself, and be accepted for who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. For the people who care and like you, say something to them?&lt;br /&gt;For sticking by me, it's much appreciated. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Pass this quiz to 10 people whom you wish to know how they feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;1] Jun. Heh. Finally giving you another quiz to do. :P&lt;br /&gt;2] Ricky papa.&lt;br /&gt;3] Arnold.&lt;br /&gt;4] KC didi. Haha, I don't care if you've got a quiz debt.&lt;br /&gt;5] Andrew didi.&lt;br /&gt;6] Andrew, the fanfic writer. Heh. :X&lt;br /&gt;7] Joseph.&lt;br /&gt;8] Chenwei, if he ever still comes to my blog anymore. :/&lt;br /&gt;9] BenSee, same reason as above.&lt;br /&gt;10] Kookiee. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Who is no.6 having relationship with? [Andrew, the ff writer]&lt;br /&gt;He's 13. And still pretty far away from finding a girl, mhmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Is no. 9 female or male? [BenSee]&lt;br /&gt;Male. Though he likes to bake cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If no.7 and no.10 are together, will it be a good thing? [Joseph and Kookie]&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, Kookiee's the only girl on the list, heh. but I think personality-wise, it's a bit of a mis-match, so dude, I ain't introducing her to you. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What's no.2 studying about? [Ricky Papa]&lt;br /&gt;Learning to dye his hair COPPERY RED. Rawr. -cough- paikia -cough-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What kind of music does no.8 like? [Chenwei]&lt;br /&gt;Last I checked, he was listening to the same kinda music I did. Not too sure now, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. When was the last time you had a chat with no.3? [Arnold]&lt;br /&gt;Eh, I can't remember, but it was about maple, and about me wanting to disband the guild. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Does no.1 have any siblings? [Jun]&lt;br /&gt;Nope, he doesn't, though he wish he had, being the loner he is and all. You can take my bro anytime, dude. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Will you woo no.3? [Arnold]&lt;br /&gt;Why would I? .____. We're just friends, and I'm not going to go woo anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. How about no.7? [Joseph]&lt;br /&gt;Pffft, why all these kinda questions? I'm trying to get into the single mentality mode again (though actually failing pretty badly), and besides, I'm not going to woo anyone, as far as I'm concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Is no.4 single? [KC didi]&lt;br /&gt;Duh, though I know who he likes. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What's the surname of no.5? [Andrew didi]&lt;br /&gt;Yem. Whoo, I remembered. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What's the hobby of no.10? [Kookiee]&lt;br /&gt;Ehh, Idk. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Does no.5 and no.9 get along well? [Andrew didi and BenSee]&lt;br /&gt;They duno each other. :/ Not at all, seeing that they're from different countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Where's no.2 studying at? [Ricky papa]&lt;br /&gt;CCHYS. Heh. Avoiding hairchecks by hiding in toilets. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Talk about no.1. [Jun]&lt;br /&gt;Good maple buddy. :D Willing to help me train though he got hacked and stuff. Thanks dude. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Have you tried developing feelings for no.8 [Chenwei]&lt;br /&gt;I probably would have, if we didn't sorta drift apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Where does no.9 live? [BenSee]&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What does no.4 like? [KC didi]&lt;br /&gt;His beloved iPhone. Psshh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Are no.1 and no.5 best friends? [Jun and Andrew didi]&lt;br /&gt;What gives, they don't even know each other in maple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Does no.1 have any pets? [Jun}&lt;br /&gt;Not that I know of, unless you count virtual pets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Is no.7 the sexiest in the world? [Joseph]&lt;br /&gt;LAWL. How would I know? I've never seen him before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. What's no.10 doing now? [Kookiee]&lt;br /&gt;Idk. .____. She's on msn though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yepp, that was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, I'M GETTING MY TEDDYBEAR CHAIR TODAYY!~ -eye sparkle-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-8463600041865560098?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/8463600041865560098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=8463600041865560098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/8463600041865560098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/8463600041865560098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-got-tagged-by-joseph-to-do-another.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-8403267561778123695</id><published>2008-12-12T17:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T17:44:37.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whooo, 65%!~~ ^^ Teehee, I think I can really reach lvl 100 sia. .____.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got some maple pics here today. Teehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SUIx_3zW_HI/AAAAAAAAAOE/vbN2cf_KGrw/s1600-h/leeching.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278836686612528242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SUIx_3zW_HI/AAAAAAAAAOE/vbN2cf_KGrw/s320/leeching.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trained at sotong, yeah? So as a priest, I can pretty much slack. Haha. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SUIx_9GTfPI/AAAAAAAAAN8/rBwAimwihGU/s1600-h/leeching2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278836688034168050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SUIx_9GTfPI/AAAAAAAAAN8/rBwAimwihGU/s320/leeching2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slacking and leeching away~ Jy guys, my exp depends on your killing rate. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SUIx_tM7OFI/AAAAAAAAAN0/WGfFwcXAtZM/s1600-h/divorce.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278836683766970450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SUIx_tM7OFI/AAAAAAAAAN0/WGfFwcXAtZM/s320/divorce.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Note the diff in exp percentage. This was taken after this afternoon's 2x exp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yes, I did get divorced today. f3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-8403267561778123695?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/8403267561778123695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=8403267561778123695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/8403267561778123695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/8403267561778123695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/12/whooo-65-teehee-i-think-i-can-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SUIx_3zW_HI/AAAAAAAAAOE/vbN2cf_KGrw/s72-c/leeching.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-3220612761176973804</id><published>2008-12-11T19:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:16:57.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ehehehe, yeah, managed to get the pictures just now. Plus a scandal one, rofl. Somehow, I don't know why it involves me. o.o &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SUD7CMTp_yI/AAAAAAAAANk/W4aYuC8rkKM/s1600-h/DSC00501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278494778360200994" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SUD7CMTp_yI/AAAAAAAAANk/W4aYuC8rkKM/s320/DSC00501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men in black: Iceruff, Zaon, KD (left to right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SUD7BnGvVcI/AAAAAAAAANc/nohKi32csko/s1600-h/DSC00500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278494768373913026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SUD7BnGvVcI/AAAAAAAAANc/nohKi32csko/s320/DSC00500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Piggys, and Zaon, also left to right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[IMAGE DELTED]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teehee, I deleted the scandal pic. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SUD7CR5EU3I/AAAAAAAAANs/4Tc8lVRO49k/s1600-h/DSC00502+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sole purpose of putting it up was to let fizz kun laugh and be un-emo. It worked. ^^&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/3194993699312535709-3220612761176973804?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/3220612761176973804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=3220612761176973804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/3220612761176973804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/3220612761176973804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/12/ehehehe-yeah-managed-to-get-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SUD7CMTp_yI/AAAAAAAAANk/W4aYuC8rkKM/s72-c/DSC00501.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-5001992228739731510</id><published>2008-12-11T18:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:28:16.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from PPFR outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing when I went on msn, kc didi started the convo by saying: You went for PPFR outing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lawl. It was fun kay, and Juzzeh is so dead for not coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the outing, Piggys kept bugging me to hurry up, and so I did, and sprained my ankle. D: Rawr, can't go for VJC crosscountry training tomorrow. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought I was late yeah, but when I reached there, only Zaon and Piggys were there. So we waited for Ruff and Cindy for awhile, and then went to watch the 2pm show of Bolt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting, I met HuiZhen, Charis, Weeqin and Justin. Nice coincidence to meet ex-classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bolt is a funny show, and the hamster was soooooooooo cute can! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thenthenthen, after the movie KD came along to meet us, and when I saw him, I was like: -looks up- Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruff on the other hand, was: -looks up- then -looks down to check if he's wearing highheels or something- ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's so tall can. .___.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we all went to eat something at Long John Silvers after letting Piggys and KD go on a little "date" by themselves around the floor, while we all hid in Comics Connection. It was pretty funny: at first, we were split into two tables, 3-3, then the 3 people came over to our table after awhile. Rawr, KD kept trying to match me up with Piggys lors. .___. Eeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later we went to record something for Ruff to play during his shift tonight, and also to take pics and put up on the radio blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, I met Iggy, my -cough- dearest -cough- cloney. Psshh, if I'm weird, then what are you? Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I'm at home now, duh. .___. Will put up pics of both my room and the outing in the next post, yeah?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-5001992228739731510?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/5001992228739731510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=5001992228739731510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/5001992228739731510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/5001992228739731510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-from-ppfr-outing.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-5619240695591963832</id><published>2008-12-11T07:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:57:25.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PPFR outing later today. .____.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, yesterday morning I went to play basketball with Pasonia. Gosh, I woke up at 7am okayy, in order to meet him at 8 at Tanah Nerah MRT. T.T &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to Tampines East CC, where I never go before, and it's very dangerous to play there 'cause the ball got high chance to roll onto the road der. But playing with him is fun luh. :D both of us the stamini like cmi der. -.- At least I trained abitabit today, by running suicide. But my suicide timing also increase ler. D: -screams-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then went home and mapled alotalot, and guess what? I trained 10%!~ -eye sparkle with excitement-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesh, the slacker has finally decided to train with the last hour (or less) of yesterday's 2x exp. Thanks to AerialAim for bringing me to sotong there, and helping me look for slacking prz slot. :X Heh, so I leeched my 10% away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andandand, the party I was in was soooo fun kayy! :D Is a maple couple lai der, then the girl is alot older than the guy, who is about my age like that. Then she keep saying we each others' type der, and stuff liddat. Lol, which kind of girl gives her dar away like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then later went to FM to slack, and gosh, having that pinkheart that shows you're married really helps to chase guys away. ^^ Sian luh, that ChilliDotDot. .___.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ORH, AND I SAW AERI BEING LES IN THE FM, LMAO. I wasn't sure if it was her or not, so I didn't talk to her. T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only have one pic of slacking luh. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SUBXDQK1wzI/AAAAAAAAANU/NRMWDu7CW-8/s1600-h/f6+in+fm.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278314476669879090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SUBXDQK1wzI/AAAAAAAAANU/NRMWDu7CW-8/s320/f6+in+fm.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol, Aeri's friend I think, and my "tempo twin". o.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-5619240695591963832?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/5619240695591963832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=5619240695591963832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/5619240695591963832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/5619240695591963832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/12/ppfr-outing-later-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SUBXDQK1wzI/AAAAAAAAANU/NRMWDu7CW-8/s72-c/f6+in+fm.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-3244127565775867579</id><published>2008-12-09T16:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:38:21.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heh, sneaking comp again now. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAWR, RICKY PAPA, I WANA SEE YOUR COPPER HAIR LORS. T.T Meh, sad luh, my mom dun lemme go watch so far away. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, last night talk on the phone until so shuang sia. First talked to papa, then later talked to Paso. And lol, talk about weird coincidence: when I was on the phone with Paso, Joseph msn-ed him to ask if he'd seen me online recently. ._______. 这么巧的么？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, PPFR outing on Thursday, and a meetup with Paso tomorrow. Whee. Suddenly, I have a lot of things to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-3244127565775867579?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/3244127565775867579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=3244127565775867579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/3244127565775867579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/3244127565775867579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/12/heh-sneaking-comp-again-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-7057290087755280798</id><published>2008-12-07T17:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T17:37:24.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>KrazyLove was funfunfun! :D Teehee, nevermind daddie, you owe me a meal when I go train stamina with you kay. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, Jon, I think you had fun playing with my bro, no? I think it's the first time some guy older than him has actually willingly played with him like that. And he wants me to invite you to my performance next year so he can talk to you again. .____. How much influence did you have over him, I wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I'm pretty excited about my ballet performance next July. It's still so far away, but oh, I'm so excited already! :D Ms Tan said that she'd be giving us some easy dance, so we won't make a mess of it, and that's good. The costume's gona be some soft and flowy dress, but she's gona make it really short, apparently. She said it's gona be up to halfway of my thigh only. Eeeek. Hmm, at least it'd only gona be for a couple of minutes onstage, and yes people, it'd probably be the rare occassion you get to see me willingly wear a dress. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my room's done! ^^ I'll upload pics of it someother day yeah, but its oh so bright and I love it! x3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-7057290087755280798?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/7057290087755280798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=7057290087755280798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/7057290087755280798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/7057290087755280798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/12/krazylove-was-funfunfun-d-teehee.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-7048304559859528413</id><published>2008-12-05T13:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T13:49:13.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DADDIEE, NO EMO-ING. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh. I'm really bored today. Maple is getting boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to write anything 'cause I ain't emo = can't channel emotions out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I didn't go out with him yesterday. Pretty much figured that he would cancel at the last minute, just like in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry my dear Paso, you'll get your chance to be my pretend white-knight-shining-armour someday, should I get a really persistent guy that I wana chase off. Alternatively, you can always go be her real one, teehee. -nudge-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawr, daddie, don't bottle it all up inside kay. You bored then think so much then emo... last time I do the same you tell me don't emo then I listen to you, then now I telling you don't emo you go stone alone and emo. D: Eeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-7048304559859528413?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/7048304559859528413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=7048304559859528413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/7048304559859528413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/7048304559859528413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/12/daddiee-no-emo-ing.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-8829806341756565141</id><published>2008-12-04T18:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T18:26:41.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry Zethos, for being too lazy to meet you today kayy. :X I was happily playing my noob magician and training at pig beach on 2x exp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, so nothing much happened today. I went for piano in the morning without my books, cause they're all in my mom's car. :X I forgot to take them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then reach home, the renovations going on, so dirty and dusty. So I went maple, 'cause I was bored. Didn't play pirate today. Only went to chiong magician abit on the 2x exp event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orh, if anyone wants to add me, my IGNs are:&lt;br /&gt;1] xBoiink (the magician)&lt;br /&gt;2] xNICotiine (the pirate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, all so similar der. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, discovered something when I was playing today. You know that pig beach sometimes spawn iron hogs? Well, today, my channel (yeah, I had an empty one all to myself) got one. Then I can't kill what (magika was at SG, and bringing over might make me lose my cc due to time wasted), so very sian, hang on rope and alt+tab awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realised that Joseph msn-ed me, so I chatted with him awhile, and told him about what happened in maple. Then I went back in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE IRONHOG WAS GONE. ._______.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can a perfectly undamaged monster just disappear like that with no one else in my map?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I conclude: Joseph scares away the ironhogs. :D Teehee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refreshing concept. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-8829806341756565141?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/8829806341756565141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=8829806341756565141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/8829806341756565141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/8829806341756565141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/12/sorry-zethos-for-being-too-lazy-to-meet.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-2821109774722077834</id><published>2008-12-03T20:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T08:35:48.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got tagged by Jun to do a quiz. Haha, this quiz seems fun. Now, no hard feelings whatsoever kay, dude? :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear (last person who left a comment on your blog).I don't really know how to tell you this, but ___1___.I think I realized it when ___2______3___ and I saw you ___4___ ___5___. I'm sure you're ___6___ enough to understand ___7___. I'm returning ___8___ to you, but I'll keep ___9___ as a memory.You should also know that I ___10___ ___11___.___12___.Loves;-Your name-P/S: You are so lifeless, ___13___,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1] -The name of the person that tagged you-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2] What's the color of your shirt?&lt;br /&gt;Blue - Our romance is over&lt;br /&gt;Red - Our affair is over&lt;br /&gt;White- I'll join the monastery&lt;br /&gt;Black - I dislike you&lt;br /&gt;Green - Our horoscope doesn't match&lt;br /&gt;Grey - You're a pervert&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - I'm selling myself&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Your nostrils are insulting&lt;br /&gt;Brown - The mafia wants you&lt;br /&gt;No shirt - You're a loser&lt;br /&gt;Other - I'm in love with your sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3] Which is your birth month?&lt;br /&gt;January - That night&lt;br /&gt;February - Last year&lt;br /&gt;March - When your dwarf bit me&lt;br /&gt;April -&lt;br /&gt;When I tripped on sesame seeds&lt;br /&gt;May - First of May&lt;br /&gt;June - When you put cuffs on me&lt;br /&gt;July - When I threw up&lt;br /&gt;August - When I saw the shrunken head&lt;br /&gt;September - When we skinny dipped&lt;br /&gt;October - When I quoted Santa&lt;br /&gt;November - When your dog ran amok&lt;br /&gt;December - When I changed tennis shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4] Which food do you prefer?&lt;br /&gt;Tacos - In your apartment&lt;br /&gt;Pizza - In your camping car&lt;br /&gt;Pasta - Outside of Chicago&lt;br /&gt;Hamburgers - Under the bus&lt;br /&gt;Salad - As you ate enchilada&lt;br /&gt;Chicken - In your closet&lt;br /&gt;Kebab - With Paris Hilton&lt;br /&gt;Fish - In women's clothing&lt;br /&gt;Sandwiches - At the Hare Krishna graduation&lt;br /&gt;Lasagna - At the mental hospital&lt;br /&gt;Hot dog - Under a state of trance&lt;br /&gt;None of the above - With George Bush and his wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5] What's the color of your socks?&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - Hit on&lt;br /&gt;Red - Insult&lt;br /&gt;Black - Ignore&lt;br /&gt;Blue - Knock out&lt;br /&gt;Purple - Pour syrup on&lt;br /&gt;White - Carve your initials into&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Pull the clothes off&lt;br /&gt;Brown - Put leeches on&lt;br /&gt;Orange - Castrate&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Pull the toupee off&lt;br /&gt;Barefoot - Sit on&lt;br /&gt;Other - Drive out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6] What's the color of your underwear?&lt;br /&gt;Black - My best friend&lt;br /&gt;White - My father&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Bill Clinton&lt;br /&gt;Brown - My fart balloon&lt;br /&gt;Purple - My mustard soufflé&lt;br /&gt;Red - Donald Duck&lt;br /&gt;Blue - My avocado plant&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - My penpal in Ghana&lt;br /&gt;Orange - My Kid Rock-collection&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Manchester United's goalkeeper&lt;br /&gt;None - My John F. Kennedy-statue&lt;br /&gt;Other - The crazy monk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7] What do you prefer to watch on TV?&lt;br /&gt;Scrubs - Man&lt;br /&gt;O.C. - Emotional&lt;br /&gt;One Tree Hill - Open&lt;br /&gt;Heroes - Frostbitten&lt;br /&gt;Lost - Scarred&lt;br /&gt;Simpsons - Cowardly&lt;br /&gt;The news - Mongolic&lt;br /&gt;American Idol - Masochistic&lt;br /&gt;Family Guy - Senile&lt;br /&gt;Top Model - Middle-class&lt;br /&gt;None of the above - Ashamed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8] Your mood right now?&lt;br /&gt;Happy - How awful I've felt&lt;br /&gt;Sad - How boring you are&lt;br /&gt;Bored - Santa doesn't exist&lt;br /&gt;Angry - That Sour pimples are at the last stage&lt;br /&gt;Depressed - That we're cousins&lt;br /&gt;Excited - That there is no solution to this&lt;br /&gt;Nervous - The middle-east&lt;br /&gt;Worried - That your Honda sucks&lt;br /&gt;Apathetic - That I did a sex-change&lt;br /&gt;Ashamed - That I'm allergic to your hamster&lt;br /&gt;Cuddly - That I get turned on by garbage men&lt;br /&gt;Overjoyous - That I'm open&lt;br /&gt;Other - That Extreme Home Makeover sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9] What's the color of your walls in your bedroom?&lt;br /&gt;White - Your ring&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - Your love letters&lt;br /&gt;Red - Your Darth Vader&lt;br /&gt;Black - Your tame stone&lt;br /&gt;Blue - The couch cushions&lt;br /&gt;Green - The pictures from LA&lt;br /&gt;Orange - Your false teeth&lt;br /&gt;Grey - our matching snoopy-bibs&lt;br /&gt;Purple - Your old lottery coupons&lt;br /&gt;Pink - The cut toenails&lt;br /&gt;Other - Your memories from the military service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10] The first letter of your first name?&lt;br /&gt;A/B - Your photo&lt;br /&gt;C/D - The oil stocks&lt;br /&gt;E/F - Your neighbour Martin&lt;br /&gt;G/H - My virginity&lt;br /&gt;I/J - The results of your blood-sample&lt;br /&gt;K/L - Your left ear&lt;br /&gt;M/N - Your suicide note&lt;br /&gt;O/P - My common sense&lt;br /&gt;Q/R - Your mom&lt;br /&gt;S/T - Your collection of butterflies&lt;br /&gt;U/V - Your criminal record&lt;br /&gt;W/X - David's tricot outfits&lt;br /&gt;Y/Z - Your grades from college&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11] The last letter in your last name?&lt;br /&gt;A/B - Always will remember&lt;br /&gt;C/D - Never will forget&lt;br /&gt;E/F - Always wanted to break&lt;br /&gt;G/H - Never openly mocked&lt;br /&gt;I/J - Always have felt dirty before&lt;br /&gt;K/L - Will tell the authorities about&lt;br /&gt;M/N - Told in my confession today about&lt;br /&gt;O/P - Was interviewed by the Times about&lt;br /&gt;Q/R - Told my psychiatrist about&lt;br /&gt;S/T - Get sick when I think of&lt;br /&gt;U/V - Always will try to forget&lt;br /&gt;W/X - Am better off without&lt;br /&gt;Y/Z - Never liked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12] What do you prefer to drink?&lt;br /&gt;Water- Our friendship&lt;br /&gt;Beer - Senility&lt;br /&gt;Soft drink - A new life as a clone&lt;br /&gt;Soda - The incarnation as an eskimo&lt;br /&gt;Milk - The apartment building&lt;br /&gt;Wine - Cocaine abuse&lt;br /&gt;Cider - A passionate interest for mice&lt;br /&gt;Juice - Oprah Winfrey imitations&lt;br /&gt;Mineral water - Embarrassing rash&lt;br /&gt;Hot chocolate - Eggplant-fetishism&lt;br /&gt;Whisky - To ruin the second world war&lt;br /&gt;Other - To hate the Boston Celtics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13] Which country would you prefer to go on a vacation?&lt;br /&gt;Thailand - Warm regards&lt;br /&gt;USA - Best regards&lt;br /&gt;England - Good luck on your short-term leave from jail&lt;br /&gt;Spain - Go and drown yourself&lt;br /&gt;China - Disgusting regards&lt;br /&gt;Germany - With ease&lt;br /&gt;Japan - Go burn&lt;br /&gt;Greece - Your everlasting enemy&lt;br /&gt;Australia - Greetings to your frog Leonard&lt;br /&gt;Egypt - Fuck off now&lt;br /&gt;France - In pain&lt;br /&gt;Other - Greetings to your freaky family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14] What is your favorite activities when hanging out with mates?&lt;br /&gt;Gathering for drinks - Ugly pig&lt;br /&gt;Foosball - Silly duck&lt;br /&gt;Shopping - French kisser&lt;br /&gt;Dulging for food - Cranky banana&lt;br /&gt;Movies - Smelly armpits&lt;br /&gt;Snacks - Horny wolf&lt;br /&gt;Snooker - Tiny nipples&lt;br /&gt;Bowling - Sexy grandmother&lt;br /&gt;Outdoor activities - Vain pot&lt;br /&gt;Having a long talk - Nose plucker&lt;br /&gt;Taking pictures - Dumb bitch&lt;br /&gt;Other - Burn yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teehee. Here we go.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Junxian&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know how to tell you this, but &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;our romance is over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(lol, wth).&lt;/span&gt; I think I realized it when&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; I saw the shrunken head&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;at the mental hospital&lt;/span&gt; and I saw you &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;castrate manchester united's goalkeeper (rofl, mama and didi will kill me for typing this).&lt;/span&gt;I'm sure you're &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ashamed&lt;/span&gt; enough to understand &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;that we're cousins (we are?).&lt;/span&gt; I'm returning &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;your love letters&lt;/span&gt; to you, but I'll keep &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;your suicide note&lt;/span&gt; as a memory.&lt;br /&gt;You should know that I &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;always have felt dirty before (gosh, no way have I felt dirty before!) our friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Good luck on your short term leave from jail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves, Nicole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: You are so lifeless, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;vainpot (heh, vainpot is actually reserved for one of my maple kors, hmm), Jun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Fun, eh? Time to pass it on...&lt;br /&gt;I tag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1] Ricky papa. I don't care if you insult huili jiejie anot, still must do. xD&lt;br /&gt;2] Joseph. Heh, my turn to tag you for a quiz. :P&lt;br /&gt;3] Andrew. Don't be bored. :X&lt;br /&gt;4] Can't tag KC didi ler... so, anyone esle who wants to do, just go do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-2821109774722077834?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/2821109774722077834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=2821109774722077834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/2821109774722077834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/2821109774722077834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/12/got-tagged-by-jun-to-do-quiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-5105562918749917262</id><published>2008-12-03T18:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T18:51:08.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks zaon for helping me clear up the annoying "antivirus'. (: And sorry for suanning you about your height, but I seldom get to do that, seeing that I'm so short. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mhmm, anyway, did nothing much today, 'cept put all my stuff back onto the shelves and cycled down to East Coast to rig my sail and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I repaired the house internet! Whee! Normally after it gets disassembled, it takes a week or so to get it up and running, but I got it done in less than 10mins. .___. Gosh, the wonders of being alone in the house, having nothing to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;em&gt;he &lt;/em&gt;asked me to go meet him tomorrow. ._____. I don't know if I should. He apologised for hurting me, and that's good, but still, the air of paisehness will be around. Gosh, should I go anot? :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-5105562918749917262?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/5105562918749917262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=5105562918749917262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/5105562918749917262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/5105562918749917262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanks-zaon-for-helping-me-clear-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-2102281175818799415</id><published>2008-12-02T16:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T16:23:29.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh gosh, daddie, I feel so honoured that you keep my PIG with you at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww. The cute lil' piggy will bring you VICTORY for your SAFFC trial kayy! Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have faith in yourself, papa. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-nuer hugs daddie-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teehee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-2102281175818799415?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/2102281175818799415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=2102281175818799415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/2102281175818799415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/2102281175818799415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-gosh-daddie-i-feel-so-honoured-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-5420358301684905058</id><published>2008-12-02T10:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T10:50:17.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whee, I have a new bestie. .____. Wow, I didn't know it could happen after I just said in my previous blogpost that I currently don't have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never had a bestie who's three years older than me, so I suppose it would be an interesting experience. Well, sorta, anyway. Chief's pretty fun, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, a new blogsong. :D It's Pain by Three Days Grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's one line that goes "Anger, and Agony, are better than misery". LOL, it's like they're telling you that it's better to cut your wrists and go shout at people for nothing when you're miserable. But don't go do that, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, it's pretty fun to go stay at my aunt's house. They all are going to Bintan today, like I said in my previous post, and I can eat breakfast and play lappy and do whatever I want all at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And gosh, I didn't know I had another cousin. .___. he's about the same age as me I guess, and he's here playing his PSP now. Good entertainment for my bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-screams-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nephew got annoying after the first two hours. And bringing him around WhiteSands shopping mall is hell. =="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, now he's whacking the sofa with his plastic golf club. Someone save me, please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-5420358301684905058?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/5420358301684905058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=5420358301684905058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/5420358301684905058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/5420358301684905058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/12/whee-i-have-new-bestie.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-1734012867850028900</id><published>2008-12-01T20:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T22:24:08.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm staying at my aunt's house tonight, and their entire family is leaving for Bintan tomorrow, for holiday. Gosh, this means I'll be stuck alone in their house for the whole day tomorrow. Is that a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah well, at least I have two lappys to play with: mine and my cousin's. Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised something: small kids these days are becoming more and more vulgar. My 4-year-old nephew uses "Oh my god" in practically every single sentence, and scolds in chinese/hokkien for almost everything he doesn't get. My 4-year-old godbro knows a whole string of profanities, with his favourite being the F word, which he uses on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the world becoming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just realised that I got tagged for a quiz by Joseph, and I didn't notice until today. Eeek. So this post shall be long, cause ima do two quizzes from his blog. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiz one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you have secrets?&lt;br /&gt;Why wouldn't I have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Would you fall in love with someone younger than you?&lt;br /&gt;I hope I won't, cause it'd be pretty weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you enjoy going to school?&lt;br /&gt;Well, honestly, most of my writing was done during lessons. I have absolutely no interest in boring, unimportant lessons that won't have any use for me in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What would you do with a million dollars?&lt;br /&gt;Buy the stuff that I urgently need/want, and save the rest. I can't possibly spend it all in one day, can I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Will you fall in love with your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;Depends. They say that many people do, and if he's my type, why not? He'd know me well enough by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Which is more blessed: loving someone, or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;Is it too much to ask for both? Unrequited love is painful, and it hurts a lot emotionally. But of cause, if someone loves you until he gets obsessed, that ain't good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Who do you idolise?&lt;br /&gt;Thou shalt not have an idol before me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is attached, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know? Emo? Cry? Hmm, but it takes a great deal for me to like someone, as in, really like-like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Is there anything that has made you extremely happy?&lt;br /&gt;Extremely? Hmm, I can't remember, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you have any regrets?&lt;br /&gt;Have you read my fanfic called Regrets? Understatement of the century. It's just one of my most major regrets though, I have a lot more where that came from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How would you see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, it's clouded. Let's just take each day as it comes, kay? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who are currently the most important people to you?&lt;br /&gt;My family, my "family", my friends. You all. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, a pretty nice guy once you get to know him, and he's someone who shares my impatience and whose writing niche area is the complete opposite of mine. :D Emo ftw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?&lt;br /&gt;Married but poor. I ain't a miser, and at least I have someone to be with through all the tough times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is your favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;YELLOW. Gosh, how many times must I repeat this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Would you give your all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;It's either all or nothing, and nothing would make it completely pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What would you do if someone whom you hate ask for your forgiveness?&lt;br /&gt;Depends on his/her sincerity. I'd brush it off then, and don't mind it unless they do something that makes me hate them again, since it takes quite a lot for me to hate someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done?&lt;br /&gt;It all depends, really, on a lot of factors, such as my mood that day, the amount of sincerity the person has, and what did he/she do in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you prefer being single or having a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;Single for now, but if it's supposed to happen, it will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. 6 people to tag: Ricky papa, Junxian, Bakamono Kor, Chenwei, KC didi, Arnold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiz two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten things you probably know about me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUMBERONE: I write emo maple fanfictions, and some non-maple emo fics too. But I can't pen action scenes. Whee, the opposite of Joseph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUMBERTWO: I like yellow, and all brightbright colours. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUMBERTHREE: I like to poke people. Alot. -smiles innocently-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUMBERFOUR: My maple friends live all over Singapore, and even extend over the causeway. Yulong never ceases to point it out to people. Yes, I'm VERY sociable. Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUMBERFIVE: I regret taking up Japanese, and it's seen by my constant ponning of lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUMBERSIX: Most of my friends are guys. ._____. Good insight into the minds of the opposite gender, I suppose. Well yes, this does mean that I pretty much understand what they look for in girls. -shrugs-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUMBERSEVEN: I got alot of CIP hours this year, the highest for the whole level in DHS. Teehee. I get paid for my CIP too! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUMBEREIGHT: I hate wearing skirts and dresses. They are just so.... impractical? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUMBERNINE: I'm going to VJC for IP next year. Buhbye DHS, I'll come back to visit though. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUMBERTEN: I are basketballer. Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, ten things you DON'T know about me (or at least, I hope you don't, or it'd totally defeat the purpose of this):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUMBERONE: I used to love to wear dresses and skirts and I hated wearing shorts. My favourite dress was this purple Winnie the Pooh one, and I still have it till this day. Almost all the pics of me when I was little show me in various dresses. Gosh. .____. Hard to believe, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUMBERTWO: My favourite colours were purple and pink when I first started primary school. Then, after my bestie introduced me to Power Rangers, it become yellow, cause I was captivated by the bright colour in the show. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUMBERTHREE: I used to love watching Barney. Once, when one of the CDs couldn't play, and my dad said it was dirty, I went to wash it in the sink, and it got spoilt. So I cried and cried and cried till everyone in my house panicked and they called my mom, who was in New Zealand at that point in time, and told her to buy more Barney CDs home for me. :X Embarassing revelation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUMBERFOUR: Majorities of my besties have been guys.&lt;br /&gt;1) In kindergarten, it was either Justin or Toby, with all the pokemon and the make-belief stuffs and all.&lt;br /&gt;2) In my first four years of primary school, it was Nigel, and yes, the power rangers and the neopets and the random phone calls when he migrated.&lt;br /&gt;3) Next two years I had Cheryl, who persuaded me to apply DSA to DHS with her. She didn't make it, and I did, so I just went. Rawr, it all replayed again this year, when I already agreed with Isaac at the end of P6 to apply for VJC. I made it through, he didn't. Gosh, Dejavu.&lt;br /&gt;4) Sec1 was Yongming, then we sorta drifted apart in sec2. Can't remember why. :X&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, yes, I'm pretty much lacking a bestie now, and my own normal group of friends that I hang out with. It has both its downsides and its perks, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUMBERFIVE: My bed is covered with softtoys. I have at least 10 of them, and I still want more. I hug a different one to sleep each night, and I even have problems deciding which one to hug, cause I don't wana pick favourites. Yes, I'm weird, but hey, I like it like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUMBERSIX: I'm redesigning my room, and it's now going to be filled with alot of childish stuff, like a giant pencil to hang my bags, a yellow side table to do my work, bright-coloured ikea shelves, and not to forget, an ADORABLE chair in the shape of a teddybear, with its arms as the armrests and all. Awwwww, so cute, but oh so expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUMBERSEVEN: I have a hidden personality. Well yes, to most people I appear to be the tomboyish, playing-it-cool, and hard-to-get one, but well, underneath that is just a little girl with a fetish for all things cute and simply adorable. Teehee. Well yes, someone has said that I'm actually pretty sweet and caring, so don't faint/throw up or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Technically, it is a more vulnerable side, so to get through, one has to prove his/her worth. Hmm, so probably, my future boyfriend/my close friends ("family" included, kayy) will be the only ones who get to experience it firsthand. I think I'm beginning to display a lot of the "solitary-emo-crying-alot-and-needs-comforting-and-reassurance" bit though. .___.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUMBEREIGHT: Well, I think some people already know this, but I still do ballet. .____. No, I don't dance in a tutu, I dance in a leotard, with a nice chiffon skirt. (: Oh, so soft and fluffy. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUMBERNINE: I was somewhat suicidal a week ago, even though it wasn't that obvious. No, relax peoples, I didn't cut my wrists or something, I just harboured these thoughts, and luckily, I had a little bit of counselling before things spiralled out of control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUMBERTEN: Somehow, I just feel like I'm not loved. .____. I don't know, really, why I feel this way. No, I'm not despo for a boyfriend. It's just that, well, like my family's been too preoccupied by other stuffs, and I'm being neglected in some way. Maybe it's just me, and my weird way of perceiving stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-1734012867850028900?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/1734012867850028900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=1734012867850028900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/1734012867850028900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/1734012867850028900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-staying-at-my-aunts-house-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-167654307941898407</id><published>2008-11-29T11:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T11:44:02.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love staying at my godpa's place. :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday godma picked me up from yiochukang MRT in the afternoon, then they brought me out to some shopping mall and bought me this cute red mono music blaster. Teehee. Too bad didn't get it a day before, then can use at class chalet. I'll post a pic of my new gadget up soon. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So then yeah, I influenced my godbros to play maple again, cause of the pirate job, heh. I'm crapping away in this blogpost while waiting for maple to finish installing itself on this comp, while the others are hogging the Acer lappy downstairs. Yeah, Arnold, it's an Acer Aspire lappy, and it'll probably die soon, just like your beloved ex-laopo. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning went to J8's coffeebean again and had bagels for breakfast, just like the previous time I sleptover at their house. Gosh, I ate so much cream cheese. :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yes, I'm very bored now, seeing that maple is taking so long and I'm all alone on the second floor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and thankyou KC didi for the email. :D Although I had a hard time reading it since it's in chinese, and my chinese is very lousy. :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-167654307941898407?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/167654307941898407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=167654307941898407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/167654307941898407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/167654307941898407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-love-staying-at-my-godpas-place.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-4676673919078265658</id><published>2008-11-27T23:37:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T00:28:58.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PICTURES TODAY! Nicole enjoyed herself at class chalet today, yes she did. She's happy now, mhmm, and she hopes it stays that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, started off the day meeting some people at Downtown East to celebrate Eli's birthday. I thought I would be late, but apparently I wasn't mhmm, so I got to eat cake. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to Escape Theme Park after that, and we thought that we would have to pay the super expensive adult fee, but then, we just paid $8.80 each. Wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, first thing: I've never been to Escape before until today, and it was pretty sad that quite a few nice rides were down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawr, I got wet luh, and I didn't bring clothes to change out. D: Wet and Wild is fun, and note to everyone who intends to ride it in the future: the one who sits at the back gets wetter. I didn't know kay, so I sat behind Jiaxin and when it went down the 15 metre drop, it SPLASHED alotalot of water, and I got super wet. Eeeek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we chionged for bumper boats after which, cause we all wet edi and we are very considerate people by saving wet rides for last in order not to wet the dry rides for other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause there were 8 of us and only 6 boats at once, me, Yulong and Ben went first, and when the others were riding, 3 of us chiong to the side there and use the extra squirters to spray them. Teehee, so fun to act like lil' kids and spray here and spray there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spray, spray, spray, spray until all wet, but since some of us got super wet from the ride before, it pretty much made no difference. Oh, but I took some pics while we were wet. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SS7AmvqXrmI/AAAAAAAAAM8/HdorlAXzla4/s1600-h/DSC00010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273363985559170658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SS7AmvqXrmI/AAAAAAAAAM8/HdorlAXzla4/s320/DSC00010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eli and me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SS7Ammw-6MI/AAAAAAAAAM0/2Sel1gRq6Kg/s1600-h/DSC00011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273363983170988226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SS7Ammw-6MI/AAAAAAAAAM0/2Sel1gRq6Kg/s320/DSC00011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yulong and me, cause I'm leaving DHS so he wanted to take pic with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SS7AmRrGOcI/AAAAAAAAAMs/ZWx1dRDp0Ic/s1600-h/DSC00012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273363977509157314" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SS7AmRrGOcI/AAAAAAAAAMs/ZWx1dRDp0Ic/s320/DSC00012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Pearl. Yes, she's chio-er than me. .___.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mhmm, kay, so after that Eli nida rush off for church camp, so we nida chiong to chalet for her to shower. The others edi reached the chalet while we were behaving like little kids in Escape so we had to make our way there ourselves. Bumped into Fraser and Zhenwen at the bus interchange and all of us waited for the bus together. Needless to say, crapping ensued throughout the bus ride. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It felt good to catch up on stuffs like subject combinations and future classmates, though I won't be in DHS next year. And Fraser, relax, you can tahan two years with -ahem-. (: We can't say for sure that she stalked you to find out your subject combi, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SS7Al8nVQSI/AAAAAAAAAMk/hvlY0Paa66s/s1600-h/DSC00013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273363971856220450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SS7Al8nVQSI/AAAAAAAAAMk/hvlY0Paa66s/s320/DSC00013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alighted from bus and walked in. Lalala. Are we there yet? -hungry-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah so, reached there and played games while some people tried to set up the BBQ. At first we played volleyball, but then after a short while, arm pain from hitting the ball ler, so changed game to monkey. Jiaxin was the monkey, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SS7Alq6zagI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Lss_d-Hz19A/s1600-h/DSC00014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273363967106050562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SS7Alq6zagI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Lss_d-Hz19A/s320/DSC00014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throw that ball, Grace! Don't let her get it! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While we happily played monkey with some of the guys, the other guys naturally went to play soccer, seeing that there was a nice field there. Besides, the basketball court was taken by some weird chinese family that me and Fraser didn't dare to join in and play with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SS6_cwYVzdI/AAAAAAAAALs/oh_gc9u3gqU/s1600-h/DSC00021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273362714441666002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SS6_cwYVzdI/AAAAAAAAALs/oh_gc9u3gqU/s320/DSC00021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happily playing, though it's not that clear. Sad thing about changing to a 2 megapixel camera phone. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SS6_5qf5YzI/AAAAAAAAAMU/zvPtvaAdQPU/s1600-h/DSC00016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273363211078951730" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SS6_5qf5YzI/AAAAAAAAAMU/zvPtvaAdQPU/s320/DSC00016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, Zhenwen's perfect uncle attire. .___. Perfect match for the auntie, no? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SS6_5EJbgfI/AAAAAAAAAMM/3R4Cz8S2taE/s1600-h/DSC00017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273363200784171506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SS6_5EJbgfI/AAAAAAAAAMM/3R4Cz8S2taE/s320/DSC00017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, James is the goalie! Well, the guys didn't manage to keep things under PG-13, even though that kid's only 11. -shrugs-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SS6_40RT9TI/AAAAAAAAAME/wvz5LBWb1UU/s1600-h/DSC00018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273363196522263858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SS6_40RT9TI/AAAAAAAAAME/wvz5LBWb1UU/s320/DSC00018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice pose, Yulong, really nice. .____.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SS6_46YofYI/AAAAAAAAAL8/L8G8mqzTZl0/s1600-h/DSC00019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273363198163582338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SS6_46YofYI/AAAAAAAAAL8/L8G8mqzTZl0/s320/DSC00019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yan Jun, Yen Han, and Annabelle trying to set up BBQ. Heh, Yenhan, I'm useless at BBQs, I admit. Wait, I'm just useless at housework can ler, so I'm aiming to get a house husband in the future. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SS6_4eT5AKI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dFLpS03c3ds/s1600-h/DSC00020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273363190627500194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SS6_4eT5AKI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dFLpS03c3ds/s320/DSC00020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hungry people = emo people. Teehee. Yes Ben, I didn't take your face cause you turned away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SS6_cx49OEI/AAAAAAAAALk/5dKv9zONDug/s1600-h/DSC00022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273362714846902338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SS6_cx49OEI/AAAAAAAAALk/5dKv9zONDug/s320/DSC00022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, the fire's started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SS6_cdOAthI/AAAAAAAAALc/yAqwR0zOL1g/s1600-h/DSC00024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273362709298066962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SS6_cdOAthI/AAAAAAAAALc/yAqwR0zOL1g/s320/DSC00024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food. Nicole wants food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then sometime in the evening, a family of cats appeared. They were so cute can, and Minghan seems to be like, really close to them or something. .__. They let us petpet here, petpet there, then we fed them, and they didn't follow us. So well-behaved. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SS6_bz5bESI/AAAAAAAAALU/W7bZcGn-F1M/s1600-h/DSC00027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273362698205860130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SS6_bz5bESI/AAAAAAAAALU/W7bZcGn-F1M/s320/DSC00027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adorable right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dinner/boredom time, we all went to play pillowfight in one of the rooms upstairs. It was loadsa fun, and I screamed alotalot. (: Whack here, scream here, and rawr, Ben and YM keep gang me lor. D: But I remember I poke Fraser alot. :D Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SS6_bR6nVZI/AAAAAAAAALM/ePhxQb8fMik/s1600-h/DSC00029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273362689084052882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SS6_bR6nVZI/AAAAAAAAALM/ePhxQb8fMik/s320/DSC00029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I know it's quite blur, but can anyone tell what's happening in that pic? Here's a clue, Yulong and Zhenwen. Let your imaginations flow, people. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then later everyone tired and went to rest awhile, before going back up to play truth or dare. It was quite chaotic with a lot of people yeah, but it was fun. I tio-ed once. Reminds me of that time my birthday party. Ricky daddie always never tio lor! Rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom picked me up in the middle of the game luh, but I had fun overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, papa, if you went hor, they sure welcome you to play soccer der. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kay, that was basically it. Nicole hasn't screamed, laughed, played water, whacked with pillows, poked, talked, and enjoyed herself like that in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Found a cure for my emo now, a nice day of being able to be myself, not afraid to do stuff outside society's norms. I mean, come on, which bunch of teens would go play water and scream like crazy like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now people, you know how to cheer me up in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ending off with random pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SS7Az4hJYcI/AAAAAAAAANE/6A26DC9r88c/s1600-h/18112008522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273364211274703298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SS7Az4hJYcI/AAAAAAAAANE/6A26DC9r88c/s320/18112008522.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My cousin experimenting with my Nokia phone on the second night that we stayed there. He's supposed to be studying, like his girlfriend (the one in orange) is, but he's slacking, as usual. Octopus to the rescue, blocking my face. xD Oh, and the papers in front of me are the printed copies of Belief and Loss, when I was desperately trying to write them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SS7A1LsJWjI/AAAAAAAAANM/DB5ceWsvjjk/s1600-h/DSC00004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273364233600981554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SS7A1LsJWjI/AAAAAAAAANM/DB5ceWsvjjk/s320/DSC00004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha, bakamono kor, who's this? ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-4676673919078265658?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/4676673919078265658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=4676673919078265658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/4676673919078265658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/4676673919078265658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/11/pictures-today-nicole-enjoyed-herself.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LBOSrvd4lA/SS7AmvqXrmI/AAAAAAAAAM8/HdorlAXzla4/s72-c/DSC00010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-5083278989720989684</id><published>2008-11-27T09:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T09:49:32.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't tell me to talk to my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't know me. Though it seems we're close, we are the total opposite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not my problem that I'm not the girl she wishes she had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post again tonight when I get back from class chalet. No pics until I get home, after the renovations are complete.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-5083278989720989684?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/5083278989720989684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=5083278989720989684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/5083278989720989684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/5083278989720989684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/11/dont-tell-me-to-talk-to-my-mom.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-3513139234575276957</id><published>2008-11-26T21:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T21:56:09.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Someone said I'm suicidal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would I be? I just got a colourful and hyper new blogskin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, why wouldn't I be? The emo story located a couple of posts down was modelled on my reflections about my own life (excluding the divorce bit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really, really, really, need to find a purpose in my life. Maybe my entire family is cursed to follow the "gee, I'm struck with a depression thingy cause I have no purpose in my sad, sorry existence" line. Half of my cousins have depression, c'mon. What's it with another one joining the ranks of the sorry and emo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with you, Nicole? What have you done to yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know myself anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm going to smile tomorrow. It's Eli's birthday celebration. And it's class chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But behind that hyper girl with the crazy poking spree is just nothing but a little girl who wants to curl up in a ball and cry her heart out over nothing in particular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, why cry when I can drown my sorrows in my emo writing and make myself even more emo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I should go do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one really cares, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some of you are just gona spam me with stuff about how my friends are here for me and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a best friend. I don't have ANYONE who I really dare to cry to, who I really dare to be myself with. Hence the shield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole is just not fitting into society, is she? Whenever I try to, it's like I'm really not being myself, but trying to be someone I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I even bother?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-3513139234575276957?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/3513139234575276957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=3513139234575276957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/3513139234575276957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/3513139234575276957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/11/someone-said-im-suicidal.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-1747766450069951210</id><published>2008-11-26T12:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T12:30:56.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I like my new blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole likey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And watching yugioh abridged spoofs seems to make me laugh a whole lot and cheer me up a great deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shrugs-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to maple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-1747766450069951210?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/1747766450069951210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=1747766450069951210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/1747766450069951210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/1747766450069951210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-like-my-new-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-7150402961920023682</id><published>2008-11-26T11:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T11:17:31.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes, I did finish a whole tub of icecream yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would do the same again today, if my mom let me buy another tub of icecream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, changing blogskin soon, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddie, buy me icecream. D: I don't mind which daddie buys, I just want to keep eating it. A whole tub in one day just makes me happy and keeps me un-emo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-7150402961920023682?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/7150402961920023682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=7150402961920023682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/7150402961920023682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/7150402961920023682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/11/yes-i-did-finish-whole-tub-of-icecream.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-7410494960970349625</id><published>2008-11-25T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T15:33:41.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just finished a whole tub of ben&amp;amp;jerry's chunky monkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just emo-ed in happiness, staring at the comp screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But chunkymonkey has chunks of dark chocolate in it. Bleah, bitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my analogy of milk chocolate and dark chocolate is damn unrealistic now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just emo-ed a whole night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I'm more emo than usual now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't pen anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-screams-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is just, changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am too, I guess. But I don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes I feel that I don't even know myself anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with you, Nicole?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote some emo non-maple fic. Posting it here, cause I've got nothing better to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand in a corner of the platform, under the dim lighting of the MRT station. The moon, nature’s own creation, has abandoned the world, hiding behind a mass of clouds, refusing to appear. The light bulb above me is flickering, and it has been like that for the past week. No one has noticed though, since no one ever comes down to this end as often as I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The light source overhead extends its weak glow onto a portion of the tracks, mundane perpendiculars of black and brown meeting on a seemingly endless road to nowhere. Countless blurred figures stand on the same platform as I, yet many compartments away, eagerly awaiting the train’s arrival, eagerly waiting for the train that will bring them home, to their comfort zone, safe and sound. The voices float in the air, dismembered, like souls detached from their worldly bodies; a laugh, a giggle, a chuckle, they sting me like how hot water would on bare, exposed skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is just like that train track in front of me, it goes straight, it turns, in both directions, and it ends, just like that, at the end of the line. The track is not the smoothest surface around: it has bumps, and along the journey, they can hinder, or even stop the fastest, most powerful of trains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one’s life is perfect, but mine probably has to be the most imperfect life ever lived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life’s track has just met a dead end; the unevenness is just unbearable. Around me, people are happy: the holidays have reached their mid-point. Christmas is coming: almost everywhere is decked in red and green, the festive mood nearing full swing. Families are out, shopping together. They smile, they enjoy themselves, and as I watch, I smile too, my jealousy more than apparent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been here for the past hour. Many trains have passed me, but I have reasonable reluctance to head home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My home is a big mess, my family, a disaster. They argue everyday, and I hear everything, even though I always hide under the blanket and try to block it out. It’s only a matter of time before the legal formalities take place, during which I will be treated like a possession, a thing, just another object to be fought over, like the car and the house. I know my dad will probably win, seeing that he’s the breadwinner and all. I’ll have to live with her then, and as far as I’m concerned, all stories about cruel step-mothers are true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School reopens in a month, but my holiday homework still remains untouched, collecting dust in my school bag. It’s hard to focus on your work when it’s so chaotic, and I don’t intend on handing in a piece that has been haphazardly done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s this thing with triple science anyway? Does it mean that since I take only Biology and Chemistry, a double science combination, I’m labeled as less capable than those who opt for all the sciences? Maybe this education system really has a huge flaw in it: making children study their childhood away, studying just so their parents can boast about their achievements, studying at the expense of forsaking their present lives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it’s because of this, my unique perception, that I’m ostracized by everyone: my classmates, my peers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, I don’t have many, no wait; I don’t have a single friend whom I can regard as close. Behind the superficiality of all the different cliques, now that’s where everything happens, where backstabbing and the like are rife. Everything takes place right under their noses, and yet, the teachers hardly do anything, continuing to pick their favourites and turn a blind eye to their misdeeds. Not so, however, to those who get into their bad books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underneath the surface, past the goody-two-shoes exteriors lies the complicated world of teenage romance and relationships. They say the teenage years are a time to try new things, to experiment, yet when it comes to boy/girl relationships, parents firmly believe their children are simply not ready to handle their fluctuating emotions and raging hormones themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought they were wrong, but I guess it shows just how naïve I am. What was I thinking? That a teenage relationship, nothing but puppy love, would be able to last all the way till we reached adulthood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was bound to end sooner or later, but why did it have to be this way? I feel so betrayed, so cheated, knowing I was simply a rebound and nothing more. I really thought it was true love, I really did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I found out you wanted someone else, someone that your friends would approve of, someone that would fit perfectly with society’s norms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t everything today just so fixed? They tell us to be creative, to think outside the box, and yet, they lock us inside these boxes and seal them up with tape. Anyone who dares to escape, who dares to stand out and be different, who dares to be him or herself, is considered weird and is alienated, albeit subtly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’re happy I should be happy for you, but forcing myself to smile is tiring, especially when my heart has been damaged; the shattered pieces are still trying to fix themselves back together, trying to recreate the whole shape, but like a broken vase that has been mended, cracks will remain, a painful reminder, a living testimony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I’m laughing, I think to myself as my eyes begin to water. My life is so screwed; there’s no reason for me to live. No one cares, no one has and no one will. So why don’t I just end it, right here, right now? My track of life, bound for a collision course, ended here, on a train track?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The track’s right there; just one jump and it’ll be all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two headlights flash in the distance; the train is arriving. The track beckons, calling out my name almost teasingly. It looks so inviting, so welcoming, so mesmerizing…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“For your own safety, please stand behind the yellow line.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A computerized voice suddenly cuts through my thoughts, pulling me out of my daze and back into cruel reality. For the first time, I notice that my feet are at the platform edge and I freeze, unable to move. I hear voices from behind me; a huge crowd of people are standing at the normally isolated platform corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The train is nearing, and I hold my stance, unmoving, rooted to the ground. The jostling behind me gets more intense, as the other commuters attempt to push their way to the front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone untangles his hand from the crowd and it jerks forward, knocking into my back. I stumble, losing my balance, falling straight onto the tracks. Only this time, it isn’t the comforting abode I saw earlier, but instead, a dark pit, threatening to swallow everything that falls into its clutches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shock overwhelms me as I kneel there, stunned. With each passing second, the distance between me and the long, metal snake decreases, yet each second seems like nothing less than infinity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last thing I see are two bright, yellow lights approaching, before the darkness consumes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this heaven? But I didn’t believe in god…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I squint, eyes struggling to adapt to the piercing white lights in the room. Everything I see is blurry, but I can make out the shapes of the two other people in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blinking hard, my vision begins to clear, and I see both of them, one on either side of my bed. They aren’t making eye contact, but they aren’t arguing, and that’s good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither makes a sound, since they don’t know that I’m awake yet. Before I can say anything, however, he gestures to the door, and they both leave me alone in the cold, white room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sounds that I’m all too familiar with make their way into the room and disrupt the silence, circling me, taunting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn away from the door, not even caring to mask the tears that come falling down, rushing from my eyes like fast-flowing rivers, headed towards the unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be better off dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-7410494960970349625?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/7410494960970349625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=7410494960970349625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/7410494960970349625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/7410494960970349625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-just-emo-ed-whole-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-42669019884567979</id><published>2008-11-23T17:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T18:12:44.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tagged by Jun to do this quiz. .______. Whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What is your name? (Please give one answer)&lt;br /&gt;1] Nicole Ong. .____. My initials are NO. Heh. Anyone wana buy me a pencilcase that says that? -hinthint-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Q: What is your nickname? (Please give two answers)&lt;br /&gt;1] Nic&lt;br /&gt;2] FNC, short for FishandCrap. I'm the 101% original kay. Fish&amp;amp;Chips copied me. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Three books which you often read? (Please give three answers)&lt;br /&gt;1] My fanfiction notebook. If you count that as a book. .___.&lt;br /&gt;2] Outcast. I like that series.&lt;br /&gt;3] Manga of all sorts. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: The things gained from Blogging? (Please give four answers)&lt;br /&gt;1] Able to advertise my writings. .____.&lt;br /&gt;2] A channel to rant stuff that I can't put into my emo writings.&lt;br /&gt;3] Can sabo people to do quizzes. (:&lt;br /&gt;4] Can type emo stuff out there and people sometimes don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Your favorite food? (Please give five answers)&lt;br /&gt;1] Chocolate. -eye sparkle-&lt;br /&gt;2] Candies. -eye sparkle more-&lt;br /&gt;3] Mushroom Swiss burger from Burger King.&lt;br /&gt;4] Instant cup noodles. .______. MSG ftw.&lt;br /&gt;5] Frozen strawberries. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Favorite songs? (Please give six answers)&lt;br /&gt;1] Better in Time-Leona Lewis&lt;br /&gt;2] Make it Mine-Jason Mraz&lt;br /&gt;3] The Man who can't be Moved-The Script&lt;br /&gt;4] Gives you hell-all american rejects&lt;br /&gt;5] Fall for you-Secondhand Serenade&lt;br /&gt;6] I don't care-fallout boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Places that you wish to go? (Please give seven answers)&lt;br /&gt;1] East Coast Beach. Convenient and nice. :D&lt;br /&gt;2] Uhh, someone once told me that Vivo's sunset scenery is nice, so I should go and check it out.&lt;br /&gt;3] &lt;a href="mailto:Playcourt@Vivo"&gt;Playcourt@Vivo&lt;/a&gt;. :DDD Daddie, bring me leh!&lt;br /&gt;4] The nearest macdonalds. I have a sudden craving for french fries. ._____.&lt;br /&gt;5] To heaven, after I die.&lt;br /&gt;6] Bintan Lagoon, to play bodyboarding again on the monsoon waves. :D&lt;br /&gt;7] Hmm, somewhere out there... with him perhaps? I'll have to wait longlong for that though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: All-time favorite movies, dramas, or animes? (Please give eight answers)&lt;br /&gt;1] Pokemon! haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;2] DNAngel.&lt;br /&gt;3] Fruits Basket.&lt;br /&gt;4]Ouran High School Host Club.&lt;br /&gt;5] Vampire Knight.&lt;br /&gt;6] Yakitate Japan.&lt;br /&gt;7] Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles.&lt;br /&gt;8] Air Gear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Items that you wish to obtain? (Please give nine answers)&lt;br /&gt;1] A desktop that doesn't lag. D:&lt;br /&gt;2] Dell Inspirion laptop in Sunshine Yellow colour. :D&lt;br /&gt;3] My own Nintendo DS. I don't wana keep sharing with my bro. D:&lt;br /&gt;4] Yellow Ipod Chromatic. Not like I'd use it, but at least its yellow. :D&lt;br /&gt;5] That cute teddybear chair/cushion from Ikea. Aww, its so cute can.&lt;br /&gt;6] Limitless supply of free chocolate. .___.&lt;br /&gt;7] Increase in allowance.&lt;br /&gt;8] Anti-writer's block medicine. :X&lt;br /&gt;9] A new teddy bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: You want to pass this tag to? (Please give the names of 10 friends)&lt;br /&gt;1] Bakamono Keen Kor. Welcome back. :D&lt;br /&gt;2] Arnold.&lt;br /&gt;3] Ricky papa.&lt;br /&gt;4] KC didi.&lt;br /&gt;5] Andrew.&lt;br /&gt;6] Cereal, if you see this. :P&lt;br /&gt;7] Kookiee, if you see this too. :P&lt;br /&gt;8] And uhh, the last 3 ,whoever wants to do, just do. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to editing my emo essay. It got cleared by Joel for use at KrazyLove.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-42669019884567979?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/42669019884567979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=42669019884567979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/42669019884567979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/42669019884567979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/11/tagged-by-jun-to-do-this-quiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-3989154239831913234</id><published>2008-11-22T17:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T17:40:11.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got my new phone today. Yay. And I have unlimited sms now! :D Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawr, then daddie go downgrade into hi-card. D: mehh. Then now want talk to him on phone, he must call mi. Can't call him or will burn money away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loss and Belief went up yesterday, but we've been pushed to 7th and 8th most recent already. Gosh, saddening. And Loss has one extra review, as compared to Belief, though we asked readers to read and review BOTH. Apparently the extra guy follows TLC and RotA, as seen in his review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck, I've started writing TLC already anyway, so soon, he'll know that I'm responsible for churning out what he wishes to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, what's the use of being able to write emo stories if most of the ff.net maple population gets famous by writing Epic action scenes?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-3989154239831913234?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/3989154239831913234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=3989154239831913234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/3989154239831913234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/3989154239831913234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-got-my-new-phone-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-7226301230528326535</id><published>2008-11-21T16:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T16:37:17.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just had a big argument with my bro today. Shan't go into details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't he ever stop throwing tantrums?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And grats for all p6s for collecting psle results. My bro got 261, and shocked a lot of people. Hah, he still didn't beat me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now his dilemma is which school he wants to go to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I have so much medicine for my flu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-7226301230528326535?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/7226301230528326535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=7226301230528326535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/7226301230528326535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/7226301230528326535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-just-had-big-argument-with-my-bro.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194993699312535709.post-8090931381412766113</id><published>2008-11-19T10:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T10:17:13.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kay, changed blogsong to Better In Time by Leona Lewis. This song was one of them in the timedrive, and when I listened to it on the trip going up to Port Dickson, it really struck me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;It's been the longest winter without you&lt;br /&gt;I didnt know where to turn to&lt;br /&gt;See somehow I cant forget you&lt;br /&gt;After all that we've been through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going, Coming&lt;br /&gt;Thought i heard a knock, who's there? No one&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that i deserved it&lt;br /&gt;now i realize that i really didnt know&lt;br /&gt;you didnt notice, you mean everything&lt;br /&gt;quickly im learning, to love again&lt;br /&gt;all i know is, imma be okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought i couldnt live without you&lt;br /&gt;its gonna hurt when it heals too&lt;br /&gt;it'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;even though i really love you&lt;br /&gt;im gonna smile cause i deserve to&lt;br /&gt;it'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could i turn on the tv&lt;br /&gt;without something there to remind me&lt;br /&gt;was it all that easy&lt;br /&gt;to just put aside your feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if im dreaming&lt;br /&gt;dont wanna let, hurt my feelings&lt;br /&gt;but thats the path i believe in&lt;br /&gt;and i know that, time will heal it&lt;br /&gt;you didnt notice, you mean everything&lt;br /&gt;quickly im learning, to love again&lt;br /&gt;all i know is, imma be okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought i couldnt live without you&lt;br /&gt;its gonna hurt when it heals too&lt;br /&gt;it'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;even though i really love you&lt;br /&gt;im gonna smile cause i deserve to&lt;br /&gt;it'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since theres no more you and me&lt;br /&gt;its time i let you go so i can be free&lt;br /&gt;and live my life how it should be&lt;br /&gt;no matter how hard it is i'll be fine without you&lt;br /&gt;yes i will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought i couldnt live without you&lt;br /&gt;its gonna hurt when it heals too&lt;br /&gt;it'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;even though i really love you&lt;br /&gt;im gonna smile cause i deserve to&lt;br /&gt;it'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mhmm, so yeah. Perfect mood to write Belief. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194993699312535709-8090931381412766113?l=fishandcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/8090931381412766113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194993699312535709&amp;postID=8090931381412766113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/8090931381412766113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194993699312535709/posts/default/8090931381412766113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishandcrap.blogspot.com/2008/11/kay-changed-blogsong-to-better-in-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic0L3 xDDs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08038244400972314777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
