<?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-7318610</id><updated>2012-01-26T23:10:15.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thickneedle</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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>665</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-3540994147285234214</id><published>2012-01-26T23:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T23:10:15.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and another good read...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinybuddha.com/blog/6-tips-work-life-balance-for-people-with-big-dreams-2/"&gt;http://tinybuddha.com/blog/6-tips-work-life-balance-for-people-with-big-dreams-2/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-3540994147285234214?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/3540994147285234214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/3540994147285234214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2012/01/and-another-good-read.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-1161981317724893458</id><published>2012-01-26T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T02:33:07.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>note to self:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;embrace uncertainty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hobomagazine.com/?q=node/70&amp;amp;page=0%2C1"&gt;http://www.hobomagazine.com/?q=node/70&amp;amp;page=0%2C1&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-1161981317724893458?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/1161981317724893458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/1161981317724893458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2012/01/note-to-self-embrace-uncertainty.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-3568088548378875448</id><published>2012-01-21T00:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T03:38:05.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;and when i see this "&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 28px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 28px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;Eventually, we lost ourselves in the process, turning violently upon our own person, destroying our very selves in our desire to obliterate the imperfect bits. Embracing imperfection is still a near-impossible task for most of us. But it’s time we recognized that chasing the extraordinary is what almost killed us in the first place."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 28px; text-align: -webkit-auto; " &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 28px; text-align: -webkit-auto; " &gt;i should read this again some day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://thoughtcatalog.com/2012/eating-disorders-and-the-fear-of-the-ordinary/"&gt;http://thoughtcatalog.com/2012/eating-disorders-and-the-fear-of-the-ordinary/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://thoughtcatalog.com/2012/how-to-trick-people-into-thinking-youre-not-a-mess/"&gt;http://thoughtcatalog.com/2012/how-to-trick-people-into-thinking-youre-not-a-mess/&lt;/a&gt; esp the end of this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-3568088548378875448?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/3568088548378875448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/3568088548378875448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-january-and-im-not-listening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-6633670025666789386</id><published>2011-12-08T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T23:03:57.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>every second you spend in anger, i spend in tears&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-6633670025666789386?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/6633670025666789386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/6633670025666789386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/12/every-second-you-spend-in-anger-i-spend.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-2777946192400517866</id><published>2011-11-08T18:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T18:04:02.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im actually really sad the sem is ending. down with 3 mods, and after this fri i will be done with 4.. sigh i really liked this sem, and accting days were 1 year ago. didnt realised time flew so quickly i still feel haunted by the thought of those days. and looking back in retrospect, i had a really good year (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;except that i've been neglecting running. gotta get back to it. :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-2777946192400517866?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/2777946192400517866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/2777946192400517866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-actually-really-sad-sem-is-ending.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-5907493879229491467</id><published>2011-11-05T18:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T18:31:41.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>at this rate...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll die early cos the world is too complicated for me. and im not adapting fast enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-5907493879229491467?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/5907493879229491467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/5907493879229491467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/11/at-this-rate.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-8996294747866992776</id><published>2011-10-15T19:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T19:51:49.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh i'm floating in cloud 9~~~~ and i really don't wanna come downnnnn &lt;div&gt;it's such a lightheaded feeling and it makes me feel super happy though i should be doing my work now. workworkwork ok i'm coming back down soon :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-8996294747866992776?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/8996294747866992776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/8996294747866992776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/10/ahhh-im-floating-in-cloud-9-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-4557789335402084262</id><published>2011-10-02T02:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T02:28:17.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dont compare dont compare dont compare DONT EVER FREAKING COMPARE WITH OTHERS&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stick true to what you love, if you really love it the results will show. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was so tired just now.. now i cant freaking sleep. please dont let it happen again please dont please dont please dont things are supposed to be better now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg i really detest myself right now. I've actually been doing things against my own values and i.just.keep.doing.it. whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FOCUSSSSSSS DISCIPLINEEEEEEE, i realise now, everything that happened to me and my behaviour right now has a logical explanation.. and have i really proven myself weak? because i don't know how to work around it anymore.. i need a new approach. yes i want help because i dont want to go down this spiraling whirlpool anymore. it's like a bottomless pit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-4557789335402084262?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/4557789335402084262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/4557789335402084262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/10/dont-compare-dont-compare-dont-compare_02.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-8693351724330972433</id><published>2011-10-02T02:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T02:27:08.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dont compare dont compare dont compare DONT EVER FREAKING COMPARE WITH OTHERS&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stick true to what you love, if you really love it the results will show. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was so tired just now.. now i cant freaking sleep. please dont let it happen again please dont please dont please dont things are supposed to be better now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg i really detest myself right now. I've actually been doing things against my own values and i.just.keep.doing.it. whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FOCUSSSSSSS DISCIPLINEEEEEEE, i realise now, everything that happened to me and my behaviour right now has a logical explanation.. and have i really proven myself weak? because i don't know how to work around it anymore.. i need a new approach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-8693351724330972433?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/8693351724330972433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/8693351724330972433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/10/dont-compare-dont-compare-dont-compare.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-4915286630607278576</id><published>2011-08-27T03:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T03:45:51.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time to grow up, move on. and maybe stop holding too much on the past because they've already shaped me for that the person i am today. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time to accept and learn more new things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time to get back in focus &amp;amp; be disciplined. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-4915286630607278576?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/4915286630607278576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/4915286630607278576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/08/time-to-grow-up-move-on.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-6307268642044094432</id><published>2011-08-10T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T19:05:10.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>looking forward :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-6307268642044094432?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/6307268642044094432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/6307268642044094432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/08/looking-forward.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-8674474980275677708</id><published>2011-07-29T01:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T01:36:27.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, the "what if"s aren't worth the space in my brain anymore. I can do this. confidence!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111111111&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-8674474980275677708?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/8674474980275677708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/8674474980275677708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/07/ok-what-ifs-arent-worth-space-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-7217778927277656332</id><published>2011-07-19T03:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T03:28:17.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm always the one lagging behind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-7217778927277656332?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/7217778927277656332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/7217778927277656332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/07/im-always-one-lagging-behind.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-4504835374489242191</id><published>2011-06-13T04:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T04:16:41.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohmygod is it me.. or is sep actually make feel more insecure about myself than i ever was.. no please dont bring those days back.. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-4504835374489242191?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/4504835374489242191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/4504835374489242191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/06/ohmygod-is-it-me.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-5388603919461937710</id><published>2011-06-03T09:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T09:07:44.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know, when the right song comes on at such perfect timing (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-5388603919461937710?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/5388603919461937710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/5388603919461937710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/06/you-know-when-right-song-comes-on-at.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-6093569853587151790</id><published>2011-05-27T01:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T01:18:36.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time keeps flying but im stuck on a replay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-6093569853587151790?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/6093569853587151790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/6093569853587151790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/05/time-keeps-flying-but-im-stuck-on.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-1645195783743849552</id><published>2011-05-20T07:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T07:01:37.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah. i suck at being productive :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-1645195783743849552?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/1645195783743849552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/1645195783743849552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/05/wah.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-4649323624528723326</id><published>2011-05-16T10:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T10:04:01.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol i just installed chrome nanny to restrict my access to facebook to 1hr a day. NICE im so proud of myself for admitting my addiction to fbk. hahaha. but must remove the setting when i wna upload photos :x heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-4649323624528723326?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/4649323624528723326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/4649323624528723326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/05/lol-i-just-installed-chrome-nanny-to.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-8632260943517392103</id><published>2011-05-16T08:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T08:31:32.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 days of doing nothing, feeling nothing, &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time to get back up on my own 2 feet. no one can save me but myself. gogo get going gogogo time is not gonna always be on my side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-8632260943517392103?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/8632260943517392103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/8632260943517392103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/05/2-days-of-doing-nothing-feeling-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-894438645162793442</id><published>2011-05-15T22:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T22:50:49.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have you ever missed home so bad you just want to hug your family members so tight and never let them go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-894438645162793442?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/894438645162793442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/894438645162793442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/05/have-you-ever-missed-home-so-bad-you.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-6385995738192081555</id><published>2011-05-15T07:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T07:40:26.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>need&lt;div&gt;someone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;knows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;next&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;going nuts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and sick of this when i could be doing something so much better my thoughts are all so disorganised and all over the place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dnt want to think anymore :(&lt;br /&gt;comfort food isnt very comforting anymore.. need to stop relying on them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-6385995738192081555?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/6385995738192081555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/6385995738192081555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/05/need-someone-who-knows-me-next-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-9101250272099433669</id><published>2011-05-14T09:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T09:24:46.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today marks 3 months and 2 weeks in europe. my days are numbered  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tasted belgian beer,&lt;br /&gt;i have explored brussels with a friend ------------- WHO HAPPENED TO BE IN THE SAME YOUTH HOSTEL AS ME DURING MY FIRST 3 DAYS. HAHAHA only found out today. we were so shocked!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;AND WE WERE ONLY 2 DOORS AWAY FROM EACH OTHER LOL&lt;br /&gt;and we revisted the place, now the trees have leaves and its so much warmer, and we were complaining about the same japanese group who were making alot of noise on my 2nd night.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOW COOL IS THAT MANZ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i explored the parks of brussels,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've studied in the school library&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've sat on the school grass for picnic with my group mates on my last day of school (tuesday)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just one day of a new experience, is good enough. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ON TOP OF ALL THAT, I'VE BEEN STUDYING EVERYDAY. congratulate me pls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this week has been so much more fulfilling than the rest.. took me 3 mths to finally get out of my retarded shell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-9101250272099433669?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/9101250272099433669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/9101250272099433669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/05/today-marks-3-months-and-2-weeks-in.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-8850442393789416938</id><published>2011-05-11T10:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T10:37:52.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>exchange has done good for many of my friendships.&lt;div&gt;if anything, its made them stronger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in ireland i ate a fortune cookie and it said ... well i think i better not say here. if not it will lose its power. haha. but it had a very apt statement about me and my friendships especially for this exchange period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today was unproductive. but it was a happy day. people make me smile. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-8850442393789416938?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/8850442393789416938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/8850442393789416938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/05/exchange-has-done-good-for-many-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-5303991786149970853</id><published>2011-05-09T08:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T09:01:34.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and its about picking up the pieces... a&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Numbered List" border="0" class="gl_list_num" /&gt;nd starting over... moving on.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and with my clumsy nature, i have to pick up 100000 more pieces than the norm &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its funny how my physical behaviour perfectly describes my mental behaviour.... but then again it isnt funny but logical.. afterall our physical actions express what goes on in our head..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and through all that shit... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/7318610-5303991786149970853?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/5303991786149970853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/5303991786149970853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/05/and-its-about-picking-up-pieces.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-7616028958374015919</id><published>2011-05-08T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T20:58:15.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;STOP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;WORRYING.&lt;/span&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/7318610-7616028958374015919?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/7616028958374015919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/7616028958374015919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/05/stop.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-7970334033219985717</id><published>2011-05-08T08:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T08:09:44.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh why are my feelings so erratic.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one minute i'm really happy, because things turned out for the better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;next minute i feel like the shittiest piece of shit in this world i cant help but feel awful cos i dont know how to make it better.. when it could've been. its such a headache.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh man, whats happened to me.. im losing the positivity..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-7970334033219985717?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/7970334033219985717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/7970334033219985717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/05/sigh-why-are-my-feelings-so-erratic.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-6688703417434129689</id><published>2011-04-30T04:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T04:43:25.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today things took a turn for the better.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess i was just overwhelmed i got nuts and worried over nothing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im starting a new! today i had my first long conversation with a local student on skype. hehe. :) and had my first presentation with a friggin zhao xia voice. zzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-6688703417434129689?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/6688703417434129689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/6688703417434129689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/04/today-things-took-turn-for-better.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-84969930446015970</id><published>2011-04-29T03:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T03:58:10.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i skyped my parents today!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;started out in tears, cos i was very overwhelmed and shocked i got confused with the expenses that i overshot by so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i felt happy. to hear my dad scold me, tell me off what was the right thing to do. and hear my parents voices again. :') and i never realised how much it meant for me to hear them say everything's gonna be okay. cos they'll be there to save the day. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;srsly what have i been doing the past 3 months man. enough thinking more doing! dododo! happy thoughts come onz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-84969930446015970?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/84969930446015970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/84969930446015970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-skyped-my-parents-today-started-out.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-5686565244634760039</id><published>2011-04-27T03:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T10:36:41.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss home terribly now :'((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 days of travelling nonstop ireland france and italy.&lt;br /&gt;i swear i was dreaming in ireland. i couldnt bear to leave :( :( :( :( I LOVED it so much. if only i had the closest people there with me :( but nonetheless i caught up with a good friend and i was surrounded by englishspeaking ppl all over again. haha&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and italy wah spam gelato pasta pizza zomg and drank so little water. ive finished so many bottles of water within the past 12 hrs and its still yellow :\ not even faint yellow! :\ gosh. all this not drinking water habits during travelling cos im scared of paying for toilets -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now i feel ignored and invisible. its worse than being alone. :( i cant put a smile on my face no more. its hard trying to rmb who i am when being oppressed. agh must go run soon and spend more time studying so that it wont be so depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;need a friend right now. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed a cousin's wedding. where cousins from canada msian australia came together (some of whom i havent seen since forever)&lt;br /&gt;i missed one of my best friend's 21st birthday&lt;br /&gt;of course, missing out on cross stuff. as usual.&lt;br /&gt;and missing home terribly. i thought i was prepared for this...&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/7318610-5686565244634760039?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/5686565244634760039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/5686565244634760039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-miss-home-terribly-now-20-days-of.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-2505254047079010039</id><published>2011-04-04T03:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T03:21:33.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i still havent watch my cartoon yet. was studying the whole day -.-"and im still not done :\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;phrase for the day: Smiling Helps. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another totally different note, today there was a blackout for 1hour. i never felt so efficient studying before. it jus t shows how distracting the internet can be. and in that short span of time i got to know meet my neighbours (for the first time) who were affected by the blackout too! hahaha. imagine so many things i could do with the outside world if i wasnt so glued to the comp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;new revelation. or maybe just to refresh my memory. i came here to explore a new world and not spend as much time as i can to stay in touch with whats going on at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;im going to ikea to invest in a 5 euro weighing machine. HEHEHEHEHHEHE. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-2505254047079010039?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/2505254047079010039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/2505254047079010039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-still-havent-watch-my-cartoon-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-8950166745205035522</id><published>2011-04-02T03:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T03:18:10.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know why ive been feeling so sad lately................&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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;COS I HAVENT BEEN WATCHING CARTOONS! ;) hehheh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-8950166745205035522?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/8950166745205035522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/8950166745205035522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-know-why-ive-been-feeling-so-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-8423658147652530921</id><published>2011-03-30T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T20:43:37.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;whoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;good:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i thought i lost my cardholder today. i was almost like an erupting volcano inside my head. on the way to school i could alr vision myself calling home and receiving @#$%^&amp;amp;* over the phone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;why good? because i went back to the library to realise kind samaritan and had passed it to the lost and found in the library. i felt so relieved. belgians in school arent that bad (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After my group meeting today, i had lunch with 3 korean girls. and i really like them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;and at the bakery shop the woman gave me a personal discount! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Bad:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;the biscuit wasnt that nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i had planned to run today. but cos of my lunch. which was quite ex and made me damn full.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i feel damn fat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;my face looks damn fat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i need to find balance in my eating habits. i don't feel happy when i feel fat. other than that, i enjoyed the company, the food, the kind souls, and generally everything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-8423658147652530921?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/8423658147652530921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/8423658147652530921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/03/whoa-good-i-thought-i-lost-my.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-7488418356870182134</id><published>2011-03-21T05:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T05:45:25.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;whoa gosh i need to do more constructive things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-7488418356870182134?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/7488418356870182134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/7488418356870182134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/03/whoa-gosh-i-need-to-do-more.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-2028197404845134769</id><published>2011-03-17T07:53:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T05:45:07.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;yup im sharing a song such as this. and i only discovered it today. hope this phase will seriously gotten over and done with. enough talk and more action from me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;What have I done? I wish I could&lt;br /&gt;Away from this ship goin' under&lt;br /&gt;Just tryin' to help, hurt everyone&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel the weight of the world is&lt;br /&gt;On my shoulders &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;What can you do when your good isn't good enough?&lt;br /&gt;When all that you touch tumbles down?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause my best intentions keep making a mess of things&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna fix it somehow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;But how many times will it take?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how many times will it take for me?&lt;br /&gt;To get it right&lt;br /&gt;To get it ri-igh-ight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Can I start again with my faith shaken?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can't go back and undo this&lt;br /&gt;I just have to stay and face my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;But if I get stronger and wiser&lt;br /&gt;I'll get through this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;What can you do when your good isn't good enough?&lt;br /&gt;When all that you touch tumbles down?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause my best intentions keep making a mess of things&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna fix it somehow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;But how many times will it take?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how many times will it take for me?&lt;br /&gt;To get it right&lt;br /&gt;To get it ri-igh-ight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;So I throw up my fist&lt;br /&gt;I will punch in the air&lt;br /&gt;And accept the truth that sometimes life isn't fair&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'll send out a wish&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'll send up a prayer&lt;br /&gt;And finally, someone will see&lt;br /&gt;How much I care! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;What can you do when your good isn't good enough?&lt;br /&gt;When all that you touch tumbles down?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause my best intentions keep making a mess of things&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna fix it somehow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;But how many times will it take?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how many times will it take for me?&lt;br /&gt;To get it right&lt;br /&gt;To get it ri-igh-ight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2pxcolor:#ffff66;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;Lea Michele - Get It Right. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2pxcolor:#ffff66;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;Glee Ftw.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-2028197404845134769?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/2028197404845134769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/2028197404845134769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/03/yup-im-sharing-song-such-as-this.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-4683446141732658253</id><published>2011-03-17T07:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T07:40:08.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I miss my piano...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;i think i've let this front i put up take over me. im still not as happy as i claim to be omg have i been lying to myself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;bleagh just another typical night. i feel depressed again once more. i need running back in my life. its all in the mind i can do this. i need some discipline back. some willpower. i know its still in me somewhere.. i just cant find it.................. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-4683446141732658253?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/4683446141732658253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/4683446141732658253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-miss-my-piano.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-5033234209457528610</id><published>2011-03-11T20:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T20:05:49.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;:( :( :( :( :( pls let this be just a phaseeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-5033234209457528610?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/5033234209457528610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/5033234209457528610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/03/pls-let-this-be-just-phaseeee.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-3892937892543334239</id><published>2011-03-10T08:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T08:29:38.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;OMG. i should have studied today but i went on a movie spree. i just watched letters to juliet online and tearedddddddd. i would SO LOVE to watch it again and fall in love with europe gosh, its so pretty and i have yet to explore these places. i feel even more motivated to save up for these trips now, and im not gonna let anyone bring me down. oh ya, i also watched When in Rome just before that. How can i not love italy now. hehehehehhe i just spent a bomb for my transport in italy T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I've just came back from london, pretty, lovely, sunnier, and more hapz i guess. but it has its lovely parts. I wish i spent more time there though, but im grateful enough to have even seen this much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-3892937892543334239?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/3892937892543334239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/3892937892543334239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/03/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-7857698701259466346</id><published>2011-03-02T07:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T08:58:21.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;well, should be studying.. but since im in the mood hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;when i left, everything was overwhelming. i was stressed about packing. and on my final day i had a mix of 1000 feelings, excitement, scared, etc. and im actually listening to my friend's music thats quite suitable for everything im gna type now. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;saying goodbye, was really fast. maybe cos i was anticipating it somuch when it happened it happened so fast. i cried the most just saying bye to my dad. i dont know why. even when i called him to say my plane was flying off, the moment he picked up the phone, all the tears rushed to my eyes. even to the crossers, i didnt cry at all when i was saying goodbye... until i saw that photo album/book. im in love with my team. truly in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;. ANYWAY. i only have 4.5 months left AHH SO FAST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;since then, well at first we cldnt wait to get internet and update home about stuff going on in the youth hostel.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;then we settled in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;bought alot of food, groceries, snacks, im getting fat.. i want to run. need to run. my cheeks are getting real chubby in my photos haha. well at least i got bigger incentive to curb my spending now :) i have a tummy that wont be seen in my clothes till summer zomg. but well i cant wait to get back to running regularly again cos i miss it so much. im excited for spring to come --&gt; more running &amp;amp; more flowers! ultimate beauty!!! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;other than that, for a first month, i've really spent alot. school has been both interesting and boring. but more on the interesting side cos the way they teach is really different. and i especially like what im learning in one of my mods which is a GEM. and today i couldnt pay attention cos some pok was passing notes to the girl beside me and the people around me kept whispering among themselves i dont think they actually realised their impact on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;on 12 feb, i met an old lady on the way back from brugge. (yes brugge was pretty yada yada but the highlight of my trip was actually on the way back). i met an old lady. a cute old lady with a cute hat. her name is maryann. not sure about spelling actually. but her eye looked like the skin got some rash or something, if i were younger i would be freaked out by it. but i guess as i got older, these little things didnt scare me anymore. she was so friendly to me. and she tried really hard to converse in english i found it so adorable. and well we asked each other questions about our own lives what were we doing where are we heading to and well, cos she wasnt fluent in english, and (i had no clue about french AT ALL) so most of the time we conversed, we didnt talk alot in that hour cos we struggled to convey our points across, but it didnt stop us. :) and well with the help of pen and paper i made a new/cute friend who was 4 times my age.. :) I have a thing for cute old europeans. including couples. everytime i see one it always makes me wna go AWWW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;YES i've ONLY be goone for one month. it feels pretty long? not so.. and my trip to stockholm was awesome. the night before i tried to slp early but couldnt. so i read the wall street newspaper to sleep -.- and at the same time i was DAMN worried i would miss my alarm cos it would mean cancelling everything my friend planned out and blablablabla. i actually managed to wake upat 450+am before my alarm at 5!! i was abit scared to go there on my own cos of the story i heard from my friend. but nvm i couldnt believe it i was gna board ryanair! the cheapest plane everyone talks about and that was also recently discussed on in class. the moment my plane went below the clouds all i could do was just smile and smile to myself and i couldnt wait to build my first snowman! and i even kissed a lovely horse/pony whose name i forgot because it was so hard to pronounce! all i know is that it starts with m. i met up with 2 friends there who really took great care of me. it really touched my heart deepdeep because they both didnt really know each other but they made an effort to get to know each other for my sake and everything was fun. i was the happiest girl alive. despite getting fat with awesome food. going back was nuts though. my transport involved a bus, metro, shutte bus, plane, shuttle bus, tram. (i mean of course, going there was NO DIFFERENT) of which i missed my stop for the tram and had to walk back one stop cos i fell aslp on the tram. from 245am to 11am. nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;anw, next im going london luxembourg and prague!! whoot. excited :) and i also need to curb my spending. i realised my rent accounted for almost half my expenses. and my easter break is crazy! but sounds damn tiring. but im already excited. and scared and i hope i can cope with school at the same time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i miss music. thank goodness i can still watch glee here. their songs never fail to put a smile on my face. i could listen to them over and over again.. it should be the only close-to-home habit i should have. should spend less time on fbk and msn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;today, i found out smth about people. which upset me really much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;what do i expect to get out of exchange?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;an eyeopening &amp;amp; jawdropping experience. be it learning about the culture here, trying to adapt, dealing with all sorts of idiots, and truly, learn. and do things i have NEVER ever /can NEVER do at home. and the best part, is probably me time to myself when i get to run in belgium. even if my fingers are numb my cheeks are red. it was AWESOMEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i dont feel too scared anymore, but ofcourse im always on my guard. not like at home i wont give a shit sometimes and anyhow do some things but yeah safety is important. and i dont even go out at night. cos its always extra cold and unsafe. i think i have to start going my own way instead of always conforming to other people's needs. i cant ALWAYS not be myself just to give in to others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-7857698701259466346?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/7857698701259466346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/7857698701259466346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/03/well-should-be-studying.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-8330506483568025606</id><published>2011-02-24T09:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T09:17:11.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;its almost a month,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i must remind myself that when i come home, the only thing i want to do is just focus on running and spending more time with my family (other than studying). and remember that there are so much more of other things that are more deserving of my time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;time is so precious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and im as of now, i hope, and pray that everything at home will be safe. including my grandma. i dont know why i miss my dad very badly, and theres also a sense of guilt that i wish i spent more time with my parents. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i hope i can come back healthy in one piece too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and spend the rest of my uni life well. when i get home, i want to make use of the time i can to spend with my family. I MUST make time for family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;im going for my first trip out of europe alone. and im scared, excited and well just hoping for the best while being prepared for the worst.. but so many people can do it on their own. that means so can i!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;on a side note, i think insomnia is back. but im quite deprived of slp. its only 3rd wk of school and i was falling aslp in almost ALL my lessons. pok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-8330506483568025606?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/8330506483568025606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/8330506483568025606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-almost-month-i-must-remind-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-3177065604006897535</id><published>2011-01-17T18:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T18:24:37.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;want&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;spend&lt;br /&gt;more&lt;br /&gt;time&lt;br /&gt;at&lt;br /&gt;home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, these few days have been really happy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-3177065604006897535?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/3177065604006897535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/3177065604006897535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-want-to-spend-more-time-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-582950421214904652</id><published>2011-01-08T04:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T04:48:12.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;OMG FREAK I WANT MY ME TIME HELLO!!!!! MY NEXT FREE DAY TO MYSELF IS THURSDAY SHIT! and my last free day was ytd. in fact, it was only half-free GGXZX how to learn french and how to cook and do my laundry at this rate :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-582950421214904652?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/582950421214904652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/582950421214904652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/01/omg-freak-i-want-my-me-time-hello-my.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-4671617249134931169</id><published>2011-01-03T13:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T13:20:47.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;on the 1st of jan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i slept at 10pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;my junior stayed over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;woke up at 630am to run to macritchie and did another 8km&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;havent taken initiative to do such extra long runs if it werent for her, and its been such a long time since i did something as fun as this in relation to running. i am happy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;whoo. what a great way to start the new year :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;random thought of today: my dad is a really good man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;new year resolution:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;- get my life in order/ more organised/ disciplined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;- be happier with myself (this encompasses alot of things)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;- love others more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-4671617249134931169?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/4671617249134931169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/4671617249134931169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2011/01/on-1st-of-jan-i-slept-at-10pm.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-2271048239718888382</id><published>2010-12-21T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T12:43:38.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;omg i suck la. enough said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-2271048239718888382?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/2271048239718888382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/2271048239718888382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/12/omg-i-suck-la.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-4365245594531197963</id><published>2010-12-13T05:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T05:06:51.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nothing new,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;cant slp again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but i havent given up on myself yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;shall attempt to try to discipline myself to slp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i think thats what ive been lacking these few days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i got a very huge urge to run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;need to find balance between discipline and doing what i want. so that i can be more satisfied with myself. i know i can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-4365245594531197963?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/4365245594531197963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/4365245594531197963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/12/nothing-new-cant-slp-again-but-i-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-3814528397770057722</id><published>2010-12-12T04:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T04:44:59.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;the greatness of disney,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i just had a ... 6 hours dose of disney videos. and the feelings all back again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;it just makes me so happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;partly cos its so magical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and just never fails to put a smile on my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;seriously, doesnt matter at all how old one is to watch a video done by them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;its just A.M.A.Z.I.N.G. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-3814528397770057722?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/3814528397770057722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/3814528397770057722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/12/greatness-of-disney-i-just-had.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-3079667393995327800</id><published>2010-12-11T03:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T03:26:21.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;my slp is so so so screwed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;its the hols im tired and when i happily allowed myself to go to bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i couldnt slp again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;why is it so bad now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i thought everything would be ok once the hols started.. BUT NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;im scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;im insecure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;but i need some change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;and i need to get these thoughts out of my head so that i can sleep!! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-3079667393995327800?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/3079667393995327800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/3079667393995327800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-slp-is-so-so-so-screwed-its-hols-im.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-6857098772410836187</id><published>2010-12-09T01:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T01:11:01.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I did something realy stupid today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i feel terrible for being so dumb. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i have so many mistakes to learn from,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-6857098772410836187?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/6857098772410836187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/6857098772410836187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-did-something-realy-stupid-today.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-8005875415838996204</id><published>2010-12-05T19:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T19:24:55.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;!!! i realise i totally forgot to add one more thing to my prev post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I LOVE DEBITING MY SLP DEBT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-8005875415838996204?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/8005875415838996204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/8005875415838996204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-realise-i-totally-forgot-to-add-one.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-9088189844248645261</id><published>2010-12-04T02:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T02:58:34.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;just gotta love the holidays...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;music,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;nua,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;catching up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;gng back home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;HAPPY LIKE MAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-9088189844248645261?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/9088189844248645261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/9088189844248645261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/12/just-gotta-love-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-3736900884465100836</id><published>2010-11-28T02:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T02:17:22.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;today, is just one of those days, it sucks to be a girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;or its just so bad i cant even be grateful that i still have 2 legs that let me walk/run, a fan that works, and the option to plan my own time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;but i guess after the day's gone, ive gotten used to the pain today. it was never really this bad. aiyah. study!! less than 7 days left! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-3736900884465100836?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/3736900884465100836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/3736900884465100836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/11/today-is-just-one-of-those-days-it.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-8300780140639896645</id><published>2010-11-25T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T20:38:08.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;omgad. will the exams hurry start so that it can end alr!!. first paper tmr! and ppl have ended alr :\ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-8300780140639896645?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/8300780140639896645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/8300780140639896645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/11/omgad.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-8053909136235728443</id><published>2010-11-18T01:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T01:50:29.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;OMG I FEEL SO OUTDATED WITH THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD. i just learnt that HP 7th movie is out already :( :( :( and i didnt even know it was coming!! or see its adverts!! --&gt; didnt have time to feel excited and look forward to watching it. ok i shall feel that now till exams end and i will also wna watch rapunzel hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i think things have been alot better now... ive lowered expectations of myself. and met more expectations of myself too. but yeah things have been better. still not that great but im grateful enough. thank goodness. study study study 8) cant wait for 2nd Dec :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-8053909136235728443?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/8053909136235728443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/8053909136235728443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/11/didnt-have-time-to-feel-excited-and.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-2814958651939400404</id><published>2010-11-12T03:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T03:48:19.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;because of curiousity, simple things become complicated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;if only i could be more ignorant :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-2814958651939400404?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/2814958651939400404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/2814958651939400404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/11/because-of-curiousity-simple-things.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-2408920320882119198</id><published>2010-11-11T04:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T04:39:48.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;sigh even when im direct and straight to the point, im misunderstood. some people understand though. life is fair. i cant please everyone. and not everyone can please me either. works both ways. the world is balanced. i'm still misunderstood by some. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-2408920320882119198?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/2408920320882119198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/2408920320882119198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/11/sigh-even-when-im-direct-and-straight.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-6795097143381459746</id><published>2010-11-06T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T00:23:45.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;note to self im 20 this year stop being such a baby i never cried so much in a semester before. probably even more than i ever did in primary 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-6795097143381459746?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/6795097143381459746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/6795097143381459746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/11/note-to-self-im-20-this-year-stop-being.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-1298686742229180180</id><published>2010-11-05T09:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T09:30:32.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im a disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;and i dont know why i let myself become one.&lt;br /&gt;my actions seem to be telling me that i've given up fighting eventhough i shouldnt.&lt;br /&gt;its like im not even putting my heart into anything im doing now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-1298686742229180180?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/1298686742229180180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/1298686742229180180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-disappointment.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-4014963158424244924</id><published>2010-11-04T20:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T20:09:35.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;im looking for some good specific advice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-4014963158424244924?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/4014963158424244924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/4014963158424244924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-looking-for-some-good-specific.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-5361983461740942780</id><published>2010-10-31T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T23:19:16.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;it irritates me when i do badly and people just ask me to study harder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i dont know what you mean by study harder cos i dont know how to study any harder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i think i just dont know how to answer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;hence i shall do something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-5361983461740942780?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/5361983461740942780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/5361983461740942780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/10/it-irritates-me-when-i-do-badly-and.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-2662853858115045653</id><published>2010-10-31T16:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T16:25:55.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i am grateful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i have to be ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i have to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-2662853858115045653?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/2662853858115045653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/2662853858115045653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-am-grateful-i-have-to-be-ok-i-have-to.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-1593852781534489721</id><published>2010-10-27T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T00:05:31.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;sigh the sem is almost ending and i realise i spent almost the whole sem worrying over SO many different issues, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;every week with at least 1-2 days of insomnia, and some with 5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and feeling like im suffering with these 3 grp projs. cant wait to get them over and done with. and once theyre done, not enough time to study. so how? start studying now. but no time. sigh. ugh. everyday this week is spent on 3 diff grp projs that are due next wed, thurs and monday after that. i know im not alone.. but its just annoying. i hope i can find days to study next week. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and im becoming very half-hearted. its just a tough time right now right? i hope its only temporary. ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-1593852781534489721?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/1593852781534489721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/1593852781534489721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/10/sigh-sem-is-almost-ending-and-i-realise.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-2226784222713737401</id><published>2010-10-27T03:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T03:42:42.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;omg stop worrying please. let everything be ok plsplsplspllspslpsplspsplplsplsplsplsplplss cannot give up on myself. cannot give up omg my mental is weakening whywhywhywhywhy . i dont like this atmosphere BREATHE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-2226784222713737401?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/2226784222713737401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/2226784222713737401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/10/omg-stop-worrying-please.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-3573273735119867114</id><published>2010-10-26T03:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T03:04:08.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi note to self worrying is a waste of time bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-3573273735119867114?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/3573273735119867114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/3573273735119867114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/10/hi-note-to-self-worrying-is-waste-of.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-1291012947194858650</id><published>2010-10-24T11:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T11:49:50.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;hehheh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i like being at home with my grandmother!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i like being at home with nikki!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i like being able to see my parents at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i am truly grateful today~~~~~~~~~.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i am grateful for finally being able to slp 12hours 2 nights ago. i feel like i can see things so much clearly now haha sigh. i think my cheeks v fat though, person said i look sad and i think its the effect of my fat cheeks on my expressionless face. :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;whatever. i am still gratefull whoohoo. i love macritchie too. im gng to see tiff later too. yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-1291012947194858650?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/1291012947194858650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/1291012947194858650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/10/hehheh-i-like-being-at-home-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-1591388931974007219</id><published>2010-10-19T02:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T02:56:32.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;i am a poor listener. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-1591388931974007219?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/1591388931974007219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/1591388931974007219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-am-poor-listener.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-2993749687699372947</id><published>2010-10-15T22:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T22:12:06.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;sigh another disappointment after another. i know im so much better than this but im just letting accumulate like it's no biggy. the only big deal is my feelings. it says otherwise. but everything else is fine. everyone is fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;but then, things are different now, should stop living in the past. today is today is today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-2993749687699372947?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/2993749687699372947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/2993749687699372947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/10/sigh-another-disappointment-after.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-2486797125054009321</id><published>2010-10-14T01:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T02:05:07.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;caring hurts. caring is annoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-2486797125054009321?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/2486797125054009321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/2486797125054009321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/10/caring-hurts.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-1371705694025548684</id><published>2010-10-11T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T00:10:11.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i've transited from being disciplined. to completely no discipline at all after so many years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;its like the same reasons/sources of motivation dont work on me already, im sick and tired and almost just living for the sake of living. but i should be grateful, for not everyone has the joys of life which i have right now. and for some stupid reason i let my discipline screw me upside down. and yet this reason still isnt enough to drive me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-1371705694025548684?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/1371705694025548684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/1371705694025548684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/10/ive-transited-from-being-disciplined.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-149321788569342657</id><published>2010-10-04T19:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T19:25:12.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;last wknd (aka the past 2 days) was the first time i had be sooo productive staying in hall to study, and furthermore, 95% of the studying was done in my room. whoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and, on sat night i had a desperate urge to run, probably cos i didnt run on fri, and i couldnt find anyone to run w me, but my urge to run overcame my fear of running alone, and soooooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;for the first time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i ran alone around school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;oh it was good. but it kept me awake till 8am -.-" screwed my bio clock after that. and almost woke up too late for my midterm today. thank god i woke up on time from that nap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and last night i couldnt slp, not cos i was worrying, not crying, but feeling so grateful for 1000 things in my uni life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yes i will miss hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i will miss running around school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and this weekend, i feel like a different person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yes i still have the same nonsense to finish but it suddenly doesnt worry me as much as it used to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i think it has to do w overcome my fear of running alone i gave myself what i needed, i needed a self-run to make me happy. and i just had a 2nd self run today. feels liberating eventhough in the beginning i swear i could have just fallen aslp on the floor outside immediately if i wanted to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;or maybe i feel different cos now, i think theres more order in my life. for the first time this sem i actually followed through my timetable i set out for myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;even if things may worsen again tmr or whatever, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;right now, right here, i feel happy, grateful and good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;thank you for everything. for my friends from all sorts of backgrounds (even if we werent close or etc), especially xcountry. i think it was the best decision in my life joining it in sec 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-149321788569342657?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/149321788569342657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/149321788569342657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/10/last-wknd-aka-past-2-days-was-first.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-4499017076077307281</id><published>2010-10-01T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T21:00:51.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;its so hard to keep gng when i dont see the results of my effort,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;then again, it shouldnt be about results. but it gets to me so badly. :\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-4499017076077307281?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/4499017076077307281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/4499017076077307281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-so-hard-to-keep-gng-when-i-dont-see.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-2388327853059270180</id><published>2010-09-25T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T00:01:05.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHA,&lt;br /&gt;HAHA,&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-2388327853059270180?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/2388327853059270180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/2388327853059270180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/09/haha-haha-hahaha-life.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-6417487879050409095</id><published>2010-09-24T06:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T06:20:14.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;today's cos of something muchmore seldom than the usual,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;crying because of someone i care about. stop crying lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-6417487879050409095?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/6417487879050409095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/6417487879050409095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/09/todays-cos-of-something-muchmore-seldom.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-800602461717009137</id><published>2010-09-22T03:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T04:18:59.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;no i didnt waste today at all&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 1230&lt;br /&gt;group meeting which lasted for like 4-5hours&lt;br /&gt;training&lt;br /&gt;update admin matters&lt;br /&gt;update our slides ppt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3am and i am intending to start on what i had planned to do on 21 sept&lt;br /&gt;nice joke :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when will i ever stop complaining of being tired during this sem :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i miss so many things (&amp;amp; people) right now. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i need to be positive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-800602461717009137?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/800602461717009137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/800602461717009137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/09/no-i-didnt-waste-today-at-all-woke-up.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-4625211376106287743</id><published>2010-09-20T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T20:15:18.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i cannot give up on myself (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-4625211376106287743?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/4625211376106287743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/4625211376106287743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-cannot-give-up-on-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-6673145862836411557</id><published>2010-09-14T04:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T04:32:43.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;OMG. please give me a peace of mind. pleaseeeeeee.i dont know what im worrying about anymore?! why cant i sleep. 8th night in 9 nights. of which the only night i slept with ease was after a night with 0hours of sleep. this is getting really really really bad!! :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-6673145862836411557?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/6673145862836411557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/6673145862836411557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/09/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-6092420573049607988</id><published>2010-09-14T02:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T03:07:07.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i slept 4 hours but its ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;my finance quiz was at 10. i woke up at 10. but its ok, we went for the 11am slot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i didnt nap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;im done w my work for today (but i dont think i did it well cos im not confident of my answers) but nonetheless, im satisfied w the work i've done today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and i even squeezed in a 30min run w a friend i havent ran with since last sem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and im confident i will slp well tonight. no insomnia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;finally, a good day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-6092420573049607988?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/6092420573049607988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/6092420573049607988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-slept-4-hours-but-its-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-7665156873868600484</id><published>2010-09-10T03:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T03:38:44.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;haha now i know why i was so emo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;im still as screwed. but i feel better cos. hahahaha hahahahahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;nvm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;anyway i found out whats wrong with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i need to find new reasons to drive myself now. what used to drive me isnt working anymore. thats why. everything just seems. off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-7665156873868600484?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/7665156873868600484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/7665156873868600484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/09/haha-now-i-know-why-i-was-so-emo.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-5250973509834752413</id><published>2010-09-09T00:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T00:33:22.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-5250973509834752413?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/5250973509834752413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/5250973509834752413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/09/o-m-g-helpppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-3782876683232897088</id><published>2010-09-08T04:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T04:40:27.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i couldnt sleep for about 3 hours last night, ended up slping 4+ hours only, and i didnt nap today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i went to bed at 0115. thinking YAY, i can sleep for 9+ hrs for the first time in weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;0345 i got up and used the lappy cos i couldnt sleep again. sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and then i stumbled upon my friend's findings regarding sleep deprivation and how it can spur mental illness. haha gosh i've been insomniac since sec 4? j1? i dont remember anymore, maybe my past blog posts will say so. my first trouble sleeping was when i was primary 4. i went to bed at 1030 but i was still awake at 4am. that was the first time i ever slept so late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;oh well, probably explains my retarded mental problem from training today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;why am i constantly so disappointed with myself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;on nights when i got desperate, i would think of this white space, blank white space. and somehow just having it in the mind for a few min actually made me sleepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAHA BEST. now i cant even envision a blank white space. things keep popping up in my mind. do i have that much difficulty focusing now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;my life's so hectic, i cant keep track of what i read, i cant keep track of my daily happenings, i cant rmb entirely what i learn for a day eventhough i understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;but i can totally rmb every moment i spend with the people i love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;im contemplating seeing the UHC doctor regarding my sleep habits. i swear even if i dont spend as much time with my hall friends, i seriously dont want them to ever think i take them for granted. i really am truly grateful for them. one of them has been emphasising the importance of sleep to me since sem 1 and she hasnt given up telling me off. i am so thankful for her. i hope the doctor takes me seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;another 3 more things to be grateful for: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;1) currently dont need to do ALOT of stuff for cross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2) the friends who randomly decided to come talk to me for a while today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;3) i actually am on track with whats going on in class. hooray. but not 100% understood of everything i've learnt so far. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-3782876683232897088?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/3782876683232897088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/3782876683232897088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-went-to-bed-at-0115am.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-1421966990261669911</id><published>2010-09-04T19:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T19:53:51.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;whoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;slept like mad the past 48 hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;come home and im glued to the piano for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2.5hours&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;hahaa i love watching cartoons, it reminds me of the little important things in life that make me feel better. i feel so much happier now. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-1421966990261669911?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/1421966990261669911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/1421966990261669911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/09/whoa-slept-like-mad-past-48-hours-come.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-4407710130140948515</id><published>2010-08-30T04:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T04:21:23.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BEEN LYING IN BED THE PAST 3 HOURS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT A WAY TO START MY WEEK OMG THIS SUCKS i went to bed thinking i could get 8 hours of slp tonight. now it has been reduced to 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the likelihood of my falling aslp in class AGAIN is so much higher now. and to think i was falling aslp during my group meeting just now. omg help&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-4407710130140948515?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;but i still will, anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;theres so much waiting for me to be done now. all this back log from first 2 weeks of school. caught up with 1mod last week and 2 this week. but still got 2 mods to catch up with from the very beginning and ahh week 4 is gna start already. maybe i should spend next wknd studying in school. ): its so tempting. and i have another bizcomm GROUP letter writing due on week 5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i cant wait for wednesday to be over. i will feel so much more relieved after the 2 presentations. and i wish i didnt have to have special dinners on thurs and fri. i want to do work :( omg i just realised i have a meeting on thurs evening. no more special dinner. AHH IM VERY UPSET I HAD A BAD START TO SCHOOL!!!!!!!!! really hope this doesnt carry on for the rest of the sem. it will be seriously damn stupid. i dont want to just spend the whole sem only looking forward to the end of it so that i can go belgium. i want this to be a good sem. i really dont want to make myself stressed any further - and the only way to deal with that is to get my backlog done ASAP. (which will only be after i finish the stuff due this mon tue &amp;amp; wed.) ugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i dont like feeling like this - i know im not the only one in this state but it seems that others arent as bothered as me. its eating into my thoughts EVERYDAY. i cant relax without thinking about this. but im so sleep-deprived. i want to manage my life better. i told myself to slp by 2am today but its 4 now. i was hoping for 12hours of slp. but i have group meeting in school 330pm on a sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;please let everything be ok by the end of this week pleaseeeeee i need a more positive attitude ): i dno why being thankful for my family, friends, jokers, beekers, teammates, doesnt seem like enough. i just cant settle until ive caught up w my work. nothing else really matters as much and i shouldnt be thinking like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;on a side note,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;some time this week my freshie bought me a badge cos she thought "i am all kinds of awesome" . my jokers touch my heart really deeply everytime i meet them in school. theyre always so sweet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i love coming home. when i came home today, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;- i played with my pretty nikki, she was so awesome but i felt guilty for not giving her enough attention :(, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;- as i played the piano, she sat below me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;- as i played the piano, my dad started singing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;- i went back to acjc today and was allocated a table which, OF ALL THINGS, had my chinese name written on it with liquid paper. :O shocking i know! i was so fascinated! my past came back to haunt me hurhur - i think it was during one of the stayover nights someone wrote my chinese name. it was probably written within the past 4 years now that i think about it. it wasnt written by me because 1) im a guai girl i dont vandalise school property. 2) i can never write my chinese name so thinly with liquid paper on a table. i dont want to grow up ): the difficulties in life dont stay the same, they just get worse, harder, and leave me feeling more negative than ever. i swear i've never cried so often in my life just lying in bed trying to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-7123786390238019877?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/7123786390238019877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/7123786390238019877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-tired-of-complaining.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-8969321481787987329</id><published>2010-08-22T02:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T03:01:14.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;the past year has been really fulfilling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;well since a levels ended&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i experienced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;1) working as a waitress in sakuraya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;2) kessie's passing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;3) secc 0910 FOC, Tri-Uni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;4) shrag dance 0910&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;5) uni/hall life, 5 core mods for the 3rd sem now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;6) ibg, ifg, buaya week, sndc, sh dnd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;7) ihg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;8) nus xcountry: &lt;em&gt;20x200m&lt;/em&gt;, datuk, christmas party, birthday celebrations, &lt;em&gt;2minhard 1 min easy, slopes, mac ritchie&lt;/em&gt;, redang, ninja warriors, chalet, camp, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;9) summit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;10) KL with block b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;11) brag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;12) and the occasional, once in a while i-miss-my-friends-outside-nus emo moments. they happen quite often really. i dont know if they know it but, yes i miss them, and think about them more often than they know. and when i see them, my day lights up so brightly i give 1000watt smiles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;13) and another occasional, lying on my bed during insomniac nights reproaching myself again and again, cos i feel i have not really done/achieved anything great that could be proven in tangible terms for a very very very long time. in fact i feel more irresponsible in uni now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;eventhough others encourage me, say ive been doing great, and (i think) they dont really think theres anything wrong with me, my self-confidence is going really really low. and sometimes, especially as of late, i end up crying cos i reproach myself SO often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;12) &amp;amp; 13) have been affecting me the most recenty, its not the beginning of school already. it's gna be week 3 and i really dont know how to plan my time if i need to keep up with school work. i feel really stressed and i havent even started on week 3?! i wish i could say this is a joke, but i dont even feel as driven to study. omg. i know im definitely gna study this week, just dno how to plan my time now... i need more than just 5 days a week. and i intend to use tmr to spend it w my family before i go on my crazy mode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;so... now, i just hope i survive through this well, and it'll be time for belgium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;12 years of school in a uniform with lessons, hwk, exams, teachers, fixed school holidays, 4 terms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;1+ year of uni life - the change is overwhelming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;and the constant? my family, &amp;amp; running (since 2003)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;thank you running. even if im not that good. running has helped me pull through so far. and possibly the friends i've made too. without them i think i would have turned psychotic a long time ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;for the times i wanted to give up earlier than everyone else, but i just tolerated the pain all the way, like today's run. thank you for helping me to pull through. ------------- and there's the issue about when tolerance isn't enough. because there's no passion or initiative involved but a mindset of just trying to get this over and done with. hence my results dont come out so well. sigh another day la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-8969321481787987329?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/8969321481787987329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/8969321481787987329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/08/past-year-has-been-really-fulfilling.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-2338369365334617295</id><published>2010-08-21T00:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T00:44:28.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>suddenly its like i lost so much positivity in one day. get me out of here please i really don't like reproaching myself again and again and again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-2338369365334617295?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/2338369365334617295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/2338369365334617295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/08/suddenly-its-like-i-lost-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-5420323445673749072</id><published>2010-07-04T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T19:26:10.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thank god for people who care about me to keep me sane. i am truly grateful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i realised something,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;when the people i look up to behave non-ideally,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i suddenly feel very lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i never thought i really needed these kind of people i look up to to really keep me going. i always thought i was my own person whose personality was more or less defined by a mix of all the people close to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i did it again at training today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i dont know what i expect out of myself seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;6.5 years since i first trained in CCAB. im still stuck like this. i suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;this week has been disgusting and stressful. i have trouble sleeping again. but i get to watch steven gerrard play now! hooray. for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-5007909008649994164?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/5007909008649994164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/5007909008649994164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-realised-something-when-people-i-look.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-4015612996584489708</id><published>2010-06-13T22:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T22:42:47.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;so life has been going on pretty good recently.. sort of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;very fulfilling despite not having enough time for myself. i couldnt help but find myself on cloud 9 for quite a number of days, and i dont know was it just paranoia, my faith, or what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;but i was afraid too much joy would have to be balanced by a moment of negativity.. which hadn't hit me yet, or has been hitting me too many times before i found myself on cloud 9. but even more recently, i feel that i've gotten hit bad. my life kinda sucks. i suck big time. i try to make it better by giving myself encouragement, which sometimes i know, i feel, that's just not enough. i will just have t o make do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;the problem's always with me. not you, nor him, nor her, nor them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;e.g. maybe i just dont have enough sleep right now, that time of the month is coming, maybe after i wake up tmr i will feel life has been treating me well again once more. its just another of those days again, it'll pass. again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-4015612996584489708?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/4015612996584489708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/4015612996584489708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-life-has-been-going-on-pretty-good.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-2653476577951163350</id><published>2010-05-21T12:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T12:27:53.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;so 1 year in uni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i have learnt alot of things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and found out that. i dont know a whole lot more of things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;im so eggcited for belgium :D i just hope i dont become a blob after i get there :\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;anyhoo. as of today i am defined by:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;- disney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;- running&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;- my friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;- my family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and what makes me happy? (which i personally is a very impt aspect to feeling good about myself and more satisfied with my life)&lt;br /&gt;helping people i care about makes me happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;but sometimes i put my deadlines as higher priority --&gt; end up not being so happy. hurhur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;nehmind. today i was really happy and contented.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and then someone i cared about told me something that made me feel sad for her :( and i wasnt sure what i could do. or say. to make the situation better for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-2653476577951163350?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/2653476577951163350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/2653476577951163350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/05/so-1-year-in-uni.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-2615551770606031295</id><published>2010-03-10T03:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T03:53:49.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the 7th of march was a day when, alot of feelings i have felt in different phases of my life, were felt in one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been receiving displays of kindness toward me, life has been good to me.&lt;br /&gt;thank you so much. these people are awesome, and so is running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr, i am going to perform in a way that i have never done in my entire life. yup its not a dance. its a small thing, its free, but in my heart its big.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-2615551770606031295?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/2615551770606031295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/2615551770606031295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/03/7th-of-march-was-day-when-alot-of.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-4265280138444905657</id><published>2010-01-08T04:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T05:27:39.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;things i've done this hols, before i forget how awesome it was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;since exams ended: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(somehow from the 3rd to 13th i couldnt stop slping &amp;amp; waking up early with average 10hrs of slp everyday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3rd dec&lt;/strong&gt;: pasta mania with alum A after mno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4th dec&lt;/strong&gt;: pack room in hall, kbox with block b run with charmain, move out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5th dec&lt;/strong&gt;: i watched a christmas carol with dajie it was nice :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6th dec&lt;/strong&gt;: stand chart and nua at home for 2 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8th dec&lt;/strong&gt;: ihg training i think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9th dec&lt;/strong&gt;: orchard with jasmine! shocked to see the new renovations and enter ion!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10th dec&lt;/strong&gt;: ice skating with small farts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11th dec&lt;/strong&gt;: ihg trg + cross circuit trg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13th dec&lt;/strong&gt;: shopped abit with dajie &amp;amp; meet up with brenda! PRINCESS AND THE FROG ZOMG AWESOME. I JUST GOT THE SOUNDTRACK ABOUT 24HOURS AGO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16th dec&lt;/strong&gt;: lunch with jowell&amp;amp;vincent, AlumA bbq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17th dec&lt;/strong&gt;: woke up REALLY late, &amp;amp; papa's 60th bday dinner which felt very heartwarming seeing my relatives gather tgt like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18th dec&lt;/strong&gt;: ihg trg + cross circuit trg. met andrea&amp;amp;titi and I GOT MY DISNEY SONGS BACK :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19th dec&lt;/strong&gt;: dont rmb =X probably had an awesome nua-ing session at home i hope, stayed over in queens, sent dajie off on 20th morning instead of going training cos i couldnt slp the whole night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20th dec&lt;/strong&gt;: ocs commissioning ball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21st dec&lt;/strong&gt;: shopping with erjie, and hall christmas party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22nd dec&lt;/strong&gt;: results ): shopping with poons, bought shoes for myself =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23rd dec&lt;/strong&gt;: jb with jowell, vincent and his lovely AWESOME dogs im seriously in love with them. esp mr manja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24th dec&lt;/strong&gt;: christmas party at home, stayed over at poon's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25th dec&lt;/strong&gt;: christmas with lilin&amp;amp;jasmine, skyped yihui at midnight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26th dec&lt;/strong&gt;: xcountry christmas party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27th dec&lt;/strong&gt;: shopping with xcountry @ imm and packing for datuk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28-29th dec&lt;/strong&gt;: GUNUNG DATUK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30th dec&lt;/strong&gt;: meet xcountry wash tent. watched alvin&amp;amp;thechipmunks squeaquel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31st dec&lt;/strong&gt;: training at ccab, lunch at adam, came home nap, met crossers at chijmes, countdown with jasmine&amp;amp;dicky, stayed over at jasmine's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st jan&lt;/strong&gt;: i think i slept the whole day and woke up at 6. read ahem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd jan&lt;/strong&gt;: i dont rmb? attempted to pack my room at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3rd jan&lt;/strong&gt;: 1ST RUN OF THE YR: RUN AT MACRITCHIE WHOOT. awesomez. then went home nap and attempted to pack my room again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4th jan&lt;/strong&gt;: went all the way to school for a 20min meeting -.- met my cousins from my father's side whom i havent seen in YEARS. came home pack roommm like nuts zomg. my side is alot neater now :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5th jan&lt;/strong&gt;: saw the maid off :( really sad about it. really. my words arent enough to express how sad im still feeling about it now. cut hair, nap, went out with brenda to orchard, training at ccab, slopes. then dinner at mad jack's. slept 13 hours that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6th jan&lt;/strong&gt;: supposed to move back to hall but didnt, i went to bugis with erjie, and then we went hortpark to run to henderson wave to mount faber and back. haha it was quite fun. i really tried to take it easy. yup. dinner at the hawker centre opp harbour front, im seah? couldnt slp that night. i watched wild child, and stayed up till 8am on 7jan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7th jan&lt;/strong&gt;: today, i woke up at 330pm rushed to school, managed to code my card just in time phew! had ihg training and 4 girls came today so im really happy :) and i cleaned my room like mad :D and. here i am. i have cross training tmr. and hopefully i can buy my calendar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yup this is how much these hols mean to me. thankfully i've managed to rmb bits of almost everysingle day of it. anyhow, i also managed to catch up with tiff, disneychannel, and basically the tv, enjoy my lovely bed &amp;amp; darling nikki @ home, time with the piano, squeeze some time in to watch shows online and worry about exchange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and my new addiction: soybean w pearls from mr bean. luckily i only discovered it recently cos im going to be moving back to hall on sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i have about 3 days left to school starts, i really need to get down to doing good research for my unis in europe. and moving back to hall ahhhhhh. and i just realised i have tuesday and friday free cos no tutorials first 2 weeks! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-4265280138444905657?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/4265280138444905657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/4265280138444905657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/01/things-ive-done-this-hols-before-i.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-1296687424618507494</id><published>2010-01-07T05:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T05:22:16.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;here i am, blogging once more. again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ive been seeing nus cross very frequently now, and im starting to love cross again, partly cos of the team. cross played such a huge role in my life, how my teammates shaped my character and all esp in mgs. in jc, it sorta became stagnant and the frequent injuries made me feel more irritated with running instead of loving it. i get to train my 8+4 again. my unfinished business since 4 years ago, maybe one day i will do 60min. maybe. i dont know whether i can still be as dedicated after all the commitments i put myself in for this sem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i managed to pack most of my room the other day and i found 2 years worth of log books from 2004-2006. i recorded EVERY SINGLE bit of training, every make up run i did - including the routes. my RPE. rest time, details of strengthening etc. EVERYTHING. gosh. and i couldnt believe how disciplined and "fast" i used to be and my teammates were still faster and i'd get very demoralised even if i was supposedly the most consistent pok. sigh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;anyhoo, hopefully this sem, i can up my dedication for cross, but if i can't cope with studies AND IHG TRAINING ZOMG, i probably wont be too dedicated ): and i also hope to up my CAP omg srsly it needs alot of improvement, up my hardworking-ness, down my blurness+absent-mindedness gosh. and research on exchange sigh.sigh.sigh. so stressful i dont know how to map my modules. and i really am not sure where i wanna go still despite erjie's advice on helping me shortlist. poopz. i want a mentor on my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;looking at my past entries, i really blog alot about running. i think i am crazy. i dont know whether i take running seriously or not. in fact i'm stlil being very stubborn about changing my running style though i know i should. sighsighsighsighsigh i am a nuisance to myself. i still havent bought a calendar cos im so frigging fickle. SIGH! i shall stop sighing and go to bed. i dont know why im awake now because i actually slept at 12+am lastnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;new year resolutions:&lt;br /&gt;- try to wake up early everyday because of morning lessons (except saturday off from week 1 to week 8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- be more disciplined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- find more meaning with my life and stop feeling like sighing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- up my cap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- CUT DOWN MY TIME ON FBK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-1296687424618507494?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/1296687424618507494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/1296687424618507494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/01/here-i-am-blogging-once-more.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-4747986271986905438</id><published>2010-01-03T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T19:50:43.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i've had this account for FIVE YEARS, and havent touched it for 6 months or so... i thought i'd really stop blogging but i dont know why i suddenly felt like doing so again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;today, I HAD THE MOST AWESOME AMAZING RUN IN MACRITCHIE 8KM NORTHERN ROUTE WHOOT i missed it like crazy. I AM VERY HAPPY. :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;anyhow, i think that statement just goes to show i havent changed much since i first started blogging. yes, im stlil in love with disney. im still in love with macritchie despite its new structural changes. makes me go yuck and yet leaves me in awe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;anyhoo, life over the past 6 months, i passed my driving, i started uni, my social circle widened i study until i cry, i stay in hall, i finished 42.195km, i climbed a mountain with nusxcountry, i had the best holidays with jc friends (mostly) and it was AWESOMEEEEE. hols never felt so much like hols until uni manz. it was one serious big long good break apart from coming back to school occasionally,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and then there's running. yes it is still a part of my life that i cant seem to shake off. tried shaking it off, but who am i kidding. i cant shake it off no matter how untalented i am in it. but yeah, im taking things slow now, seem to find myself conserving too much energy after training ends. i think i might have lost the will to push. i run cos i want to run and i dont bother pushing. and yet, i also run because i miss it and my teammates make me feel like pushing cos i dont want to let them down. and today, eventhough it was supposed to be easy run, i felt the DRIVE. i felt myself intheawesomemode. iLOVEgetting high in macritchie. and i bet everyone would think im crazy now but yes, im confessing. i love love LOVE getting high in macritchie. i LOVE the northern route hehehehehe. brings back good old memories. :) esp mg training days rather than ac. it makes me happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and as of now, ive been spending little time driving with my dad and im moving back to hall within the week sigh. still need to research on unis for exchange, pack my room, cut hair, see dentist, see optician, shop for 2010 calendar (omg can you believe it i started this blog when i was 14 and im 20 this year FRIG.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;another part thats been haunting me is that i am growing up. i admit i am naive. i trust others too easily because i love just choosing to only see the good in other people and ignoring their flaws because i too, have my own flaws and i think that everybody doesnt want to come off as a not nice person so i treat everyone nicely. and even when i dont like that i will still be courteous, just not as friendly. lol. and i was watching animal planet with my dad ytd on the world's deadliest animals, even snakes and scorpions and big poisonous spiders in australia (where ppl retire to the sun) can kill people. sigh! seriously. if only everywhere was just safe but of course la. we humans invaded their homes their territory just to build homes for ourselves. this is so contradicting. if only life was much easier than it actually issssssss. i keep trying to look from a child's point of view but i would not notice alot of other things gng on that i should know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-4747986271986905438?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/4747986271986905438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/4747986271986905438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2010/01/ive-had-this-account-for-five-years-and.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-6702023483930815835</id><published>2009-06-09T06:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T06:20:24.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am not very happy,&lt;br /&gt;partly because of what i've become.&lt;br /&gt;i envy, and pick on flaws and complain and complain and rant.............................&lt;br /&gt;AND I FINISHED WATHCING ALL THE EPISODES OF MY SHOW :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-6702023483930815835?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/6702023483930815835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/6702023483930815835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-not-very-happy-partly-because-of.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-1225134600102341870</id><published>2009-05-31T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T02:05:24.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>he got angry with me&lt;br /&gt;i didnt mean to cry&lt;br /&gt;and i know its because he loves me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-1225134600102341870?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/1225134600102341870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/1225134600102341870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2009/05/he-got-angry-with-me-i-didnt-mean-to.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-5648025342851980688</id><published>2009-05-27T01:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T01:41:19.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;2009: new phase of life, transition from JC to UNI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;no school uniform&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;no waking up at 6+am 200/365 days in a year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;no training regularly :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;no kessie :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ie no dog to study with me :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;results&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;giving tuition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;waitressing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;driving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;GETTING MY LICENSE TODAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;new friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;new school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;more goodbyes and hugs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hall??? (i suddenly feel very unsure whether i should really stay in hall or not)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;what to join?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;meeting up alot of friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;how to curb spending when there is no sch for 7mths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;feeling even older &amp;amp; more nostalgic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;more decisions to make on my own ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;my older generation of family members are getting even older and health also.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;helppppppp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;patience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;love one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i must not take things for granted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i must stop living in the past again shes around no more ): i want to hug&amp;amp;kiss mydarling kessie so badly right now :'( dammit i dont want her gone!!! ARGHH THIS IS SO UPSETTING I MISS KESSIE SO MUCH RIGHT NOW. words cant express the magnitude of how im feeling right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i want to spend more time with my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i do not like change. ): but we all gotta grow up some day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i cant say anything you want to hear right now, im sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-5648025342851980688?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/5648025342851980688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/5648025342851980688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2009/05/2009-new-phase-of-life-transition-from.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-3674386535179640048</id><published>2009-05-18T01:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T01:58:28.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;today is just one of the few days where i feel very stupid for doing nothing with my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;and nus is sending me so many emails i dno which camps to go for and do I REALLY WANT TO GO FOR SO MANY CAMPS OMGOSH. i know i get to choose which i can go for but erjie says its best to go for as many as possible and i dont know which to shortlist where to go and like i have all the time in the world to search around the nus website but im like so urghed nothing is really calling out to me more than the others. and i have to pay for camps you know?! its also too late for any regrets about any decision ive made.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;and my driving test is in like 9 days zomg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;just ytd i was feeling so contented with my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;today im freaking out by the 1000 doors opened for me. argh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;and my friends are leaving singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;LIKE ALL THE CLOSE ONES ARE LEAVING SG &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;FREAK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;))))))))): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;and like i know im not living in poverty or i didnt lose anyone close to me (other than kessie) or like have any family issues im just whining like some spoilt brat and bah @#$%^&amp;amp;* im just veh bu shuang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;and to curb my spending, afterall im receiving a pay raise of 1$ perhour, IM WORKING ALMOST EVERYDAY THIS WEEK HAHAHAHA except tuesday. keeps my mind off things, but at the same time makes me want to do other things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i need something fun to do everyday.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;like, running. IM GNG TO HORTYHORTPARK WITH MY DAJIE and if we are super pro enough we might even make it to kent ridge bwahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;btw tioman last week was AWESOME. it was cool i met a girl whos in nus xcountry, a girl in nus bizad (accountancy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;makes me want to join xcountry again even though i will be under sq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;and not regret choosing accountancy for uni :) she said the lecturers are super good esp for 3rd and 4th year. i think i can live through the 1st 2 years :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;and then hall lehhhhhhhhh howhowhowhowhow ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i havent blogged so much in ages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-3674386535179640048?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/3674386535179640048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/3674386535179640048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-is-just-one-of-few-moments-where.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-7427386006852863369</id><published>2009-04-30T03:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T03:39:13.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i love disney. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;it supports everything i love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-7427386006852863369?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/7427386006852863369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/7427386006852863369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-disney.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-3964803041902248528</id><published>2009-04-25T16:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T17:13:01.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;WAITING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;FOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;VOLCANO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;WITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;OF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;LAVA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;TO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ERUPT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ITS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;FUMES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;WOULD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;CAUSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;WORLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;TEMPERATURE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;TO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;DECREASE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-3964803041902248528?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/3964803041902248528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/3964803041902248528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-waiting-for-huge-volcano-with-alot.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-8389057419472489062</id><published>2009-04-18T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T17:18:40.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;zomg its damn hot i am melting AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-8389057419472489062?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/8389057419472489062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/8389057419472489062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2009/04/zomg-its-damn-hot-i-am-melting.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-4149356421742460767</id><published>2009-04-14T01:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T01:39:32.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;things are so different now, times are changing and you're only just a part of my memory, just a part of yesterday. you no longer mean as much as you used to to me and i wished these feelings didnt change. i can't help it and i want the feeling back so badly now :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-4149356421742460767?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/4149356421742460767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/4149356421742460767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2009/04/things-are-so-different-now-times-are.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318610.post-5383666905401979397</id><published>2009-04-06T16:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T16:06:52.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stop asking me to be someone else :( cant you accept me for being me&lt;br /&gt;its not like i ask you to stop being so mean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318610-5383666905401979397?l=thickneedle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/5383666905401979397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318610/posts/default/5383666905401979397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thickneedle.blogspot.com/2009/04/stop-asking-me-to-be-someone-else-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>thickneedle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15824910447125890180</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></entry></feed>
