<?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-8446539431952433896</id><updated>2012-02-14T07:07:51.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>`My Fabulous Life ,</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-4201317239006133235</id><published>2012-02-14T06:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T07:07:51.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye.</title><content type='html'>This post is dedicated to a friend, to Bellamy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you still remember two years ago? When I had first known you through Jiayu, Eileen etc. I thought you were rather normal until your saw your Humour and trolling in action. And I thought "omg, that's such a cool guy." later we became closer and together with Jiayu I cannot count how many times I have lost my mind laughing with you two. We came up with the funniest shit I swear! Or rather, YOU had more things to share :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our epic moments are indefinite with how I found out we really had many things in common (like how you live so nearby and how your neighbour is..) You didn't tell me directly that you are suffering from a long-term disease, but I did sense something was wrong anyway that you were regularly hospitalized a few months ago. Jiayu told me and I tried my best to pray that you were alright. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, feb 14 2012 was the day you lost the battle with cancer. You might have fought a lost battle, but you were brave. It is really unfair for someone like you to have this kind of condition. Yet you managed to make us all feel assured and happy. I quote 3 idiots "today, my respect for this idiot suddenly shot up by a lot. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about recently when Jiayu and I were at Nex trying to find presents for Eileen. We were at Glacious and you came all the way to 'find us', only to just tease us both that you were going back in the end. I had no idea that I had just missed the last possible chance to see you. You! You still owe JY mashed potato!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe that all these are happening. Bell, you were the most positive person ever. You had all the reasons in the world not to and your goal was still to try and make US all laugh. I hope that in our next life, we would become friends again. Because you are some of the greatest friends one can ask for. This is truly a great loss of a bright kid, a motivational peer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a friend that I will miss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P. s Jiayu please don't cry. You had been crying so hard over the phone and I hate that I can't do a single thing about this. Bell would never want to see you like this. &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-jmhmYETbUaU/Tzp4xY6b8AI/AAAAAAAAARo/xM-UY6g1JEc/s640/blogger-image--130159772.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-jmhmYETbUaU/Tzp4xY6b8AI/AAAAAAAAARo/xM-UY6g1JEc/s640/blogger-image--130159772.jpg" /&gt;&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/8446539431952433896-4201317239006133235?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/4201317239006133235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2012/02/goodbye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/4201317239006133235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/4201317239006133235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2012/02/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye.'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-jmhmYETbUaU/Tzp4xY6b8AI/AAAAAAAAARo/xM-UY6g1JEc/s72-c/blogger-image--130159772.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-2061846874497050264</id><published>2012-02-05T06:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T06:04:37.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Really?</title><content type='html'>Man I hate changing my ear studs or simply taking them out to wash so much :( I'm forever facing problems with my right ear lobe. I'll put the stud in and realise I can't find the other end, which results in me poking it around inside anyhow (desperate) and then probably end up in pain and bleeding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yah you probably can guess that I had to wash them today and the same problem came back to haunt me D: kinda depressed that it's happening AGAIN lol so I just left it to my mum to help me. And she was like poking around to find the thinnest bit of skin to force it through... It was so painful T.T when it was finally through I was just so thankful and was sweating, whining in pain. When I was fitting the other end of the stud on myself, my mum just commented:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"没办法啊，这就是爱美的代价咯。"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really? &lt;br /&gt;I thought it was a normal part of every girls' life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, juniors came to choir YAY! So many of them and thank goodness the trend did continue. When the only girl from 1E introduced herself I was clapping wildly with Carissa :)) I hope they will become a lovely bunch too. Just like all of us. Hehe so we can finally have our reunion dinner! Although CNY is gonna be over tomorrow we waited till now just for the new additions... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh did I mention? WE ARE DOING THE PHANTOM OF THE OPERA MUSICAL MEDLY THIS YEAR FOR CONCERT!! Double yay :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-2061846874497050264?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/2061846874497050264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2012/02/really.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/2061846874497050264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/2061846874497050264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2012/02/really.html' title='Really?'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-2266702046206000882</id><published>2012-01-14T06:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T06:14:39.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(no title)</title><content type='html'>Life sucks. I was just trying to fix things up in a neutral way since its been long. I was so wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. Totally bye to all those social media platforms. They are so negatively influential. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I became class treasurer :) hmmm, those green stuff really makes us all happy hahaha. Nah, it's such a big responsibility having everyone's money but I'm willing to do it well! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-2266702046206000882?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/2266702046206000882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2012/01/no-title.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/2266702046206000882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/2266702046206000882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2012/01/no-title.html' title='(no title)'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-2449443185922790852</id><published>2012-01-05T05:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T05:02:09.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For she is smiling alone.</title><content type='html'>Hello all. HAPPY NEW YEAR 2012, don't screw this year up ;)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year, it's a whole new beginning. For new goals in life. For new changes. For new things to try out. Right, so school just reopened back to the old days of waking up early in the morning in a state of dysania (I heard that this word means the feeling of not wanting to wake up in the mornings so OHWELL) and trying hard to meet deadlines. But unlike last year, I have decided not to let anything distract me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been thinking, I guess I don't really have any higher things to go for myself because I'm the kind of person who doesn't really know what to set for until I have a taste of how diffucult or easy the thing might be.... &amp;gt;&amp;lt; But I would really like to get into BSP for next year. So perhaps now I'll just aim that i maintain my grades. Then higher I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yknow, I'm also thinking of getting my own notebook.. a big one. Not the mini I have now because I swear the size is causing it to function kinda slowly cause the system's quite old. Maybe I could trade in and with a bit of my savings, I'll get a good new one. And I'll do that at the end of year so I guess it's a new goal to do well and get what I want as an reward :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working hard guise :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s CCA orientation was yesterday, had a nice time singing like 33 songs for 11 classes in 3 hours. Fun laughing and trying to zi-high and all. Just hope many people join or else we are gonna look quite small this year if the "trend" we observe does not continue this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.p.s and I am kinda pissed at this parent. We didn't expect parents to even be here at CCA orientation and they just came in expecting a performamce and all. So as we all scrambled to assemble ourselves for a minute performance Jiran went to apologize for this lack of preparation because we did not expect them. And what came out of that guy's mouth was "Why, not popular cca ah?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How I wish I had the guts to reply "Yeah, very unpopular. Fucking make sure your kid doesn't join."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/8446539431952433896-2449443185922790852?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/2449443185922790852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2012/01/for-she-is-smiling-alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/2449443185922790852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/2449443185922790852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2012/01/for-she-is-smiling-alone.html' title='For she is smiling alone.'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-4962117914999180993</id><published>2011-12-30T04:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T08:48:39.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish nothing but the best for you</title><content type='html'>I don't know. Maybe some time in our lives, we are supposed to feel alone. To feel really unwanted, unloved. Ignored by everyone around you, and just to be put very simply - lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to online games lately (boo, bad sign) cause homework is done and extra work isn't really an option... Hehe. So, tomorrow's new years eve! Stay tuned then. I have a little thing that's at least, interesting to me for sharing tomorrow. Will update the blog then. Ciaos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so what I wanted to say was that I'm finally having my wedding party in Audition. Like, for the first time. In what, 2 years. Attended a lot of weddings but never mine -shy- HAHA. Erm yeah, but before you guys start rolling your eyes over how disgusting a online couple sounds or whatever I just want to point out, he is my friend. Great trolling buddy. LOL AND WE BOTH NEVER TRIED THIS SO I THOUGHT IT'S A GOOD IDEA xD friends4lyf.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AZhEgAk49so/Tv850ArvjMI/AAAAAAAAARM/9q3FVuMhbxU/s1600/2011_12_31_19.51.39.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 87px; height: 25px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AZhEgAk49so/Tv850ArvjMI/AAAAAAAAARM/9q3FVuMhbxU/s400/2011_12_31_19.51.39.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692332019719048386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Right so in between all those hard time trying to study and coming online we got that 5 hearts :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then i forgot to SS a lot of things LOL but we passed the first try! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(low score cos I didn't dare to chance till the l'perfects are passed :/ )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I56wYRcb5Mk/Tv85z9XEADI/AAAAAAAAARA/rJXmHcgTdXg/s1600/2011_12_31_20.42.8.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I56wYRcb5Mk/Tv85z9XEADI/AAAAAAAAARA/rJXmHcgTdXg/s400/2011_12_31_20.42.8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692332018827001906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cause of 3 syncs someone got yo' flower&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jSQ9TjiW2g8/Tv85zkQH66I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/IWsypQU-1MI/s1600/2011_12_31_20.42.15.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jSQ9TjiW2g8/Tv85zkQH66I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/IWsypQU-1MI/s400/2011_12_31_20.42.15.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692332012087012258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mxAL6TRmb8s/Tv85zYHO0CI/AAAAAAAAAQs/gdgPOhvuMxw/s1600/2011_12_31_20.42.28.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mxAL6TRmb8s/Tv85zYHO0CI/AAAAAAAAAQs/gdgPOhvuMxw/s400/2011_12_31_20.42.28.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692332008828489762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yay! Before school holidays start were are trying to chiong to the second ring. Since homework's done xD then MIA again i guess. For another year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-4962117914999180993?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/4962117914999180993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-wish-nothing-but-best-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/4962117914999180993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/4962117914999180993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-wish-nothing-but-best-for-you.html' title='I wish nothing but the best for you'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AZhEgAk49so/Tv850ArvjMI/AAAAAAAAARM/9q3FVuMhbxU/s72-c/2011_12_31_19.51.39.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-4933381379272837424</id><published>2011-12-25T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T05:25:24.207-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry christmas :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;big&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS! :) &lt;/big&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe width="350" height="245" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/E3lrJ1r3NPo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rachel and Blaine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wishing all an extraordinary merry christmas. &lt;i&gt;"Underneath the mistletoe, hold me tight and kiss me slow. It's a very very merry merry christmas."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you all had a good one. All the presents, food... :) etc. And I went to watch Mission Impossible 4: Ghost Protocol with Annadine, Keith, Ming song and Gabriel. Thanks for the wonderful christmas eve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2012 is coming, fingers crossed.  &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/8446539431952433896-4933381379272837424?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/4933381379272837424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/4933381379272837424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/4933381379272837424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry christmas :)'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/E3lrJ1r3NPo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-1581765675170279110</id><published>2011-12-18T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T07:40:41.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I told you so.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Epic and wise quotes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man is born with two ends: one to sit on, and one to think with. Since the beginning of time, man's success or failure has been determined by the end he uses most.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I also quote someone saying, "Attitude. That must be it. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-1581765675170279110?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/1581765675170279110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-told-you-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/1581765675170279110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/1581765675170279110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-told-you-so.html' title='I told you so.'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-4391716725734507430</id><published>2011-12-14T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T06:51:53.539-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give me a second I- I need to get my story straight.</title><content type='html'>Shall just unload some photos here, for the sake of eye candy :) *cough* No other connotations please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after this, I would probably disappear for awhile. Already deleted Tumblr and made all restrictions of myself from Twitter. Will refrain  from facebook (not completely, if not I'll be so cut off from the outside world -_-) but Blogger, shall be an occasional rant/update :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry if it seems selfless posting all picts with, if possible, only my face :O Cause it isn't safe to post too many picts of people who are not - uh, me LOL. The erm &lt;i&gt;real&lt;/i&gt; stalkers might come u__u~ because its my blog, its understood that I already know that those things might be in store for me... so hard to explain but just, no, I don't like posting a lot of picts of others if possible for the sake of them alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a4XO9IwbtwY/Tui0gWyT7-I/AAAAAAAAAQU/PPJwZ_gH4MY/s1600/Angel%2BiPhone%2B383.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a4XO9IwbtwY/Tui0gWyT7-I/AAAAAAAAAQU/PPJwZ_gH4MY/s400/Angel%2BiPhone%2B383.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685992997520666594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tried the slide thingy @ T3 :) it's like a 3-level slide!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bOyj_N0kycI/Tui0Lb8knrI/AAAAAAAAAQI/rj2G57luZc4/s1600/Angel%2BiPhone%2B425.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bOyj_N0kycI/Tui0Lb8knrI/AAAAAAAAAQI/rj2G57luZc4/s400/Angel%2BiPhone%2B425.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685992638128627378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Called a 孔明灯, wishes are written on it and then somewhat like a hot air balloon, something inside is lit up and it rises... rises...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fyiL2U4O--o/Tui0KiIdTSI/AAAAAAAAAQA/RDo-PJYGkOI/s1600/Angel%2BiPhone%2B437.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fyiL2U4O--o/Tui0KiIdTSI/AAAAAAAAAQA/RDo-PJYGkOI/s400/Angel%2BiPhone%2B437.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685992622609222946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Very, very pretty formation of clouds from the mountains in view from our hotel. It's like coulds are low level, woah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FFpMyglJ34I/Tui0KRI5JVI/AAAAAAAAAPw/5_ynP_3xEEo/s1600/Angel%2BiPhone%2B444.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FFpMyglJ34I/Tui0KRI5JVI/AAAAAAAAAPw/5_ynP_3xEEo/s400/Angel%2BiPhone%2B444.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685992618047645010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have no idea whats this. (do you? It'd be nice to relieve me of this.) It's really like soursop, even the insides but surprisingly, it's not sour at all u__u They call it in hokkien, i think, called&lt;i&gt; lin kin&lt;/i&gt; or something. Is it really soursop, anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5vK_6zVjtzQ/Tui0KBfD54I/AAAAAAAAAPk/H3cK2VZrFGM/s1600/Angel%2BiPhone%2B460.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5vK_6zVjtzQ/Tui0KBfD54I/AAAAAAAAAPk/H3cK2VZrFGM/s400/Angel%2BiPhone%2B460.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685992613845657474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Very wise words from 佛光山, a temple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dNiLAitSQcw/TuirNHzFn3I/AAAAAAAAAPY/ndtYmCpkIu0/s1600/Angel%2BiPhone%2B495.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dNiLAitSQcw/TuirNHzFn3I/AAAAAAAAAPY/ndtYmCpkIu0/s400/Angel%2BiPhone%2B495.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685982771475226482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ten drum village! A drum performance, something like uhh Natas, if you happen to visit Korea before :o Very hard to explain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-133RTWXu87I/TuirMSSfW7I/AAAAAAAAAPM/M4x1cYag-Ik/s1600/Angel%2BiPhone%2B531.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-133RTWXu87I/TuirMSSfW7I/AAAAAAAAAPM/M4x1cYag-Ik/s400/Angel%2BiPhone%2B531.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685982757111421874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;日月潭&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d1xEWPZNqIw/TuirL1DZs9I/AAAAAAAAAPA/e6LVqAlac1o/s1600/Angel%2BiPhone%2B607.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d1xEWPZNqIw/TuirL1DZs9I/AAAAAAAAAPA/e6LVqAlac1o/s400/Angel%2BiPhone%2B607.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685982749263508434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A village amusement park. It's spongebob themed! Very cute :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9hy32PLnhY4/TuirLiPY7oI/AAAAAAAAAO0/Yv6h6FkIT6w/s1600/Angel%2BiPhone%2B618.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9hy32PLnhY4/TuirLiPY7oI/AAAAAAAAAO0/Yv6h6FkIT6w/s400/Angel%2BiPhone%2B618.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685982744213515906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taiwan bullet train *so special*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ispleW218k/TuinwI0qyaI/AAAAAAAAANo/YrHk818skgQ/s1600/Angel%2BiPhone%2B639.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ispleW218k/TuinwI0qyaI/AAAAAAAAANo/YrHk818skgQ/s400/Angel%2BiPhone%2B639.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685978974999202210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-62PTpCQePkU/TuinvwOgN1I/AAAAAAAAANc/o69JPXczolA/s1600/Angel%2BiPhone%2B626.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-62PTpCQePkU/TuinvwOgN1I/AAAAAAAAANc/o69JPXczolA/s400/Angel%2BiPhone%2B626.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685978968396674898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;野柳. Its a park by the seaside, where all the rocks have been eroded by sea and water and some turned very pretty... Like the one above. It's called 女王头 (ring any bells now?) Super windy and cold!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6vDqi-9jupY/TuigG_ybzyI/AAAAAAAAANQ/uQgZMFV2bfM/s1600/Angel%2BiPhone%2B666.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6vDqi-9jupY/TuigG_ybzyI/AAAAAAAAANQ/uQgZMFV2bfM/s400/Angel%2BiPhone%2B666.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685970571617881890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HWFVLpP-Yw4/Tuif8WDS3EI/AAAAAAAAANE/uWjzUIJCsSQ/s1600/Angel%2BiPhone%2B656.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HWFVLpP-Yw4/Tuif8WDS3EI/AAAAAAAAANE/uWjzUIJCsSQ/s400/Angel%2BiPhone%2B656.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685970388615617602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Taipei 101. Ate Lunch on it's 85th storey :)&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/8446539431952433896-4391716725734507430?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/4391716725734507430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/12/give-me-second-i-i-need-to-get-my-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/4391716725734507430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/4391716725734507430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/12/give-me-second-i-i-need-to-get-my-story.html' title='Give me a second I- I need to get my story straight.'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a4XO9IwbtwY/Tui0gWyT7-I/AAAAAAAAAQU/PPJwZ_gH4MY/s72-c/Angel%2BiPhone%2B383.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-7212187115826455354</id><published>2011-12-12T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T05:32:00.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;BACK FROM TAIWAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha fun 7 days! Nothing much to say about the trip (&lt;i&gt;you can thank me now on bended knees how you can be spared of all the boredom of an information-loaded post, muahaha..&lt;/i&gt;) except how it was really heaven for *cough* food lovers like me :P&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really miss all the food there :( yknow, all the food I've tried from the shihlin store in sg, I got to try the &lt;i&gt;real &lt;/i&gt;stuff there. Their chicken chop is like one whole big piece with some bones in it and all, really authentic. And their mee sua, the (weird) boss of that shop 阿宗面线 doesn't provide any seats so you just stand there with a bowl slurping it all. In fact, however you want to eat it, it doesn't matter. And human creativity knows no bounds... :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, 木瓜牛奶 and 珍珠奶茶 are kinda last season. 蜂蜜苦瓜汁 is the new sexy yo :D Don't be put off by the name, its probably the best drink you get to try. Cooling and unique taste!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/8446539431952433896-7212187115826455354?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/7212187115826455354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/12/back-from-taiwan-hahaha-fun-7-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/7212187115826455354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/7212187115826455354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/12/back-from-taiwan-hahaha-fun-7-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-3224123833814506361</id><published>2011-11-22T02:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T03:33:09.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rumour has it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello all! -&lt;i&gt;I flash you an award winning smile&lt;/i&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;Really nothing much to do nowadays, its just completing the day's share of homework and then 'slacking' all the way. Nothing much to rant about too (well unless you count how I seriously think that Mr Ong is trolling us all by giving us question in his 'Level 1' section that have answers that make us feel insecure about aka lvl 12345678 standard, and then it actually gets easier wtaf. I bet his motive is to make us feel like stopping at just a few questions, Just saying) :/ Decided to patch back all the games that I haven't touched for quite a long time, guess it doesn't hurt to play a litter more now ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh. By the way. Are all those Lepak, Nazrin, Oh!Belog real humans :( Cos if you are, thanks for visiting!! &amp;lt;3  .... No. Can y'all freaking stop spam tagging its getting on my nerves how many times I have to log into cbox to ban you guys, then delete your pointless messages and then extending your ban from 2 weeks to &lt;b&gt;forever &lt;/b&gt;(muahaha!) and at the looks of how many IP addresses of your extended family I have banned from tagging and YOU GUYS STILL APPEAR *gasp*... does fertility genes run in the family, or..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for such a terrible post, because I am a fan of basically the weirdest things so even if I dedicate posts about them it isn't really impactful :( I am truly a boring person to have anything interesting to update. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;And I told myself I have to change for the better this holidays. (a little like 'christmas resolutions' if there is such a thing, hehe) I guess you will have to &lt;u&gt;stop&lt;/u&gt; doing something pulling you down and start doing something to pull you up, so yeah. I included maths in the daily share of homework and also went to register for tuition :o Cos I really feel that I was lucky for maths this year and this just isn't the way to go for me, registering would be admitting I have a problem and I believe that is the first step to going for the better :)&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-3224123833814506361?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/3224123833814506361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/11/rumour-has-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/3224123833814506361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/3224123833814506361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/11/rumour-has-it.html' title='Rumour has it.'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-5536709299984094720</id><published>2011-11-04T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T02:06:02.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn Unpretty</title><content type='html'>POT OF GOLD IS OUT GLEEKS!! It's amazing :') Quinn, the new glee club, Puck and Shelby ( &amp;lt; about this, omg -_-) Anyway go see the new ep ya :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; I decided to delete my Tumblr. But I'm gonna do it slowly, cos I can't afford to spend time on that blog anymore. It's super fun but I realised some other stuff that caused me to have major headaches so, I'll change url, play on for awhile more then delete it. So I can have back my old url which I still like alot when I want it back again ^^ think it's a good idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-5536709299984094720?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/5536709299984094720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/11/damn-unpretty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/5536709299984094720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/5536709299984094720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/11/damn-unpretty.html' title='Damn Unpretty'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-2364227458315148785</id><published>2011-10-27T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T09:17:44.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting to know you</title><content type='html'>It's a quarter after 12~ I'm all alone and&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided to blog. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, nothing much these few days but IT'S THE LAST DAY OF ACADEMIC YEAR 2011 TOMORROW &amp;lt;3 Time flies so fast, it only seems like yesterday when I just stepped into DH and got to know everyone, had orientation... fine cutting out on those cheesy mushy pickup lines cos we're still in the same class next year yo. Anyway, Choir's gonna have another performance soon and I need to get this black blouse :( So during public holiday on Wednesday I literally went on a manhunt (itemhunt?) with dad man. Haha love how we do things :) Bills, food, some DIY stuffs and we drank Mr Bean together! ^^ But giant didn't have any long-sleeved blouse (-_-) so we went to G2000 (unwillingly HAHA) and I was like staring into their large portrait mirror... and Dad brought over a black blouse and pressed it against my back and said "哇, 就像是量身定做的!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not sure if it's my madness or what, but for a moment i thought what I saw in my dad's eyes were his daughter trying on her wedding dress (?!) LOL omg. Madness I tell you. Went home happy as ever :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s Stupid cursed cheese brain.. I lost my phone. -.- I am amazing. And do I once again need to declare.. that I'm still not drained of my blurness, not at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-2364227458315148785?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/2364227458315148785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/10/getting-to-know-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/2364227458315148785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/2364227458315148785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/10/getting-to-know-you.html' title='Getting to know you'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-4363697784707552197</id><published>2011-10-21T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T21:16:02.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And I am happygirl98 :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just so happy that I attained satisfying grades for EOY. They might not be the best, but to me, it's enough. I thought I'd get C for maths, really do. But all those hard work since the failure (yes, failure.) of CA1, I got an A. Omg I was like really shocked and felt my eyes tear up just that little bit. I sincerely believe that all those efforts.. were worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really pity the teacher who marked my History SBQ, he wrote like 5 ATQs in my paper and almost failed me :( sorry! Maybe next time you shouldn't give us weird empires with picture sources that are super unclear. Apparently the answers say that they were digging out a HUMAN HEART from the human being sacrificed but the picture kinda shows that the person performing the sacrifice is holding a round-bottomed flask -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/304004_1845838524850_1807274918_1220934_1063253054_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 250px;" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/304004_1845838524850_1807274918_1220934_1063253054_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aesthetics Nite last night with AEP and MEP students :) You can see &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Mok&lt;/span&gt; and our artworks at the back *hehe* but other than that it was quite normal lah. The grand finale performance was quite... idk actually the night wasn't much of a success due to the aircon, mic and food problems. But whatever, nice way to end of 2 days of 打击 from the papers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently watching gossip girl season 5 ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-4363697784707552197?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/4363697784707552197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/10/and-i-am-happygirl98-just-so-happy-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/4363697784707552197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/4363697784707552197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/10/and-i-am-happygirl98-just-so-happy-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-401047579580106108</id><published>2011-10-16T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T00:50:31.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YO! :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;THE EOYs ARE FINALLY OVER&lt;/i&gt;! Are you happy? Yes I'm happy :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whilst doing the science paper on Thursday I think the year 3s in the opposite block ended 15mins earlier than us and we can totally hear screams erupting from their classes. You can really make out class after class of papers finally being collected then students dismissed, them starting to scream and the teachers desperately trying to shut them up. I was trying to check my paper though and I couldn't help but smile at hearing their noises. I can taste the sweetness of freedom already :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally went through the painstaking process of collecting the papers one by one and our invigilator was like "You can scream, but only after I leave the class." LOL OKAY, so after she left everyone was like giving the poker face and looking at each other to see if we should scream or not. Thanks to Daniel for breaking the silence!! I started dancing around the room like an idiot and was like &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Yve_mWirnM/TpqIkvVs7LI/AAAAAAAAAME/9WB87AM2Yys/s1600/tumblr_lrl33lebi41qlc7ex.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Yve_mWirnM/TpqIkvVs7LI/AAAAAAAAAME/9WB87AM2Yys/s400/tumblr_lrl33lebi41qlc7ex.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663989646135979186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This time, I really felt that i placed in my 100%. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to support 1E for interclass on Friday! Kinda shocked at first that Lynette, Tiffany, Jovan and I were the only non-competitors from the class that went to support. I mean, that's kinda pathetic :( but together with the substitutes and boys who weren't playing while the girls were and vice versa, it sort of looks like we have a lot of supporters ^^ I'm glad everyone made a point to cheer while asked to! And there was no awkwardness, the guys and girls all came to put our hands together in the middle to form a circle to cheer, it really shows our bond :') The good news? Both Netball girls and Basketball guys made it into the Semi finals! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, we shall see what results our efforts takes us to. 加油, 中一(E)班! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Discovered a really cool site, &lt;a href="http://www.rainymood.com/"&gt;http://www.rainymood.com/&lt;/a&gt;. Click on it! They are right, the rain makes everything better. And as I was typing this entry, it was 'raining' all along... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-401047579580106108?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/401047579580106108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/10/yo-eoys-are-finally-over-are-you-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/401047579580106108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/401047579580106108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/10/yo-eoys-are-finally-over-are-you-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Yve_mWirnM/TpqIkvVs7LI/AAAAAAAAAME/9WB87AM2Yys/s72-c/tumblr_lrl33lebi41qlc7ex.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-3251772086057764136</id><published>2011-09-30T23:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T04:16:09.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aim for the stars.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-27SdirlbnLo/Toa1FcYdiEI/AAAAAAAAAKk/rKuFhPPnCL8/s1600/%25E7%2585%25A7%25E7%2589%2587.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-27SdirlbnLo/Toa1FcYdiEI/AAAAAAAAAKk/rKuFhPPnCL8/s400/%25E7%2585%25A7%25E7%2589%2587.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658409086960371778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Happy Childrens' Day!! :D Its october already. October please be nice to me, no more blows likee september's please. I mean, It'd be nice if the first 2 weeks of you fast by a tad bit faster.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Xiaoxiao came over just now and handed childrens' day presents hehe ^^ Ky and I both got one! Though she gave me a warning of "Your last present ever ok." ): ): Mj came out of his room woah and asked where was his. Hahaha &lt;b&gt;super cute&lt;/b&gt; okay! She was like &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"You're not a kid anymore o.o" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"But I'm only 18! :(" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Omg its so delicious chocolatey and crispy :) Snacking while mugging~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/8446539431952433896-3251772086057764136?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/3251772086057764136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/09/aim-for-stars.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/3251772086057764136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/3251772086057764136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/09/aim-for-stars.html' title='Aim for the stars.'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-27SdirlbnLo/Toa1FcYdiEI/AAAAAAAAAKk/rKuFhPPnCL8/s72-c/%25E7%2585%25A7%25E7%2589%2587.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-8122184021993803207</id><published>2011-09-28T02:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T05:37:42.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Me: I just realised we've been painting the whole time, it's 4 now and we haven't &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;eaten&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; anything yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ethan&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: See i told you my name is interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Me: Yeah you're the first Ethan I've ever met.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yuinpeng: Same here. You're the first person i know who's&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ethan&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I just thought that the puns are funny ;D It's caught during Aep today, we skipped lunch just to finish our painting HAHA such hardworking people! ^^ In the end 4 of us (incl. Natasha) finished our four-piece painting and pieced them together (before mounting),  and I swear it was so &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; looking. I'm so proud of us! :) Our efforts have paid off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SXj1XsTXOZg/ToMYik7aSnI/AAAAAAAAAKU/e7N98AqGgS0/s400/309029_1962796039293_1524614207_31546579_49108356_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657392539214957170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The best part is that, we painted each strip individually so when it's actually able to fit together, I was super happy :) A little background info, the original painting by Monet is &lt;a href="http://www.claudemonetworks.com/painting/jean-monet-on-his-hobby-horse"&gt;http://www.claudemonetworks.com/painting/jean-monet-on-his-hobby-horse&lt;/a&gt; and we had to &lt;i&gt;localise &lt;/i&gt;it. Meaning giving it a little feature of Singapore.so we decided on something like those boys from fighting spiders (HAHA) with a old playground background. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Off for EOY preps, Jiayou all! 13 days more to freedom :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p.s Maths 2006 paper is hard omg. I'm like staring at some questions blankly thinking what is this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-8122184021993803207?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/8122184021993803207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/09/me-i-just-realised-weve-been-painting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/8122184021993803207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/8122184021993803207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/09/me-i-just-realised-weve-been-painting.html' title='Fun.'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SXj1XsTXOZg/ToMYik7aSnI/AAAAAAAAAKU/e7N98AqGgS0/s72-c/309029_1962796039293_1524614207_31546579_49108356_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-2980115150666734433</id><published>2011-09-25T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T05:38:00.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time?</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Imagine there is a bank account that credits your account each morning with $86,400. It carries over no balance from day to day. Every evening the bank deletes whatever part of the balance you failed to use during the day. What would you do? &lt;i&gt;Draw out every cent&lt;/i&gt;, of course? &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Each of us has a bank. Its name is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Time&lt;/span&gt;. Every morning, it credits you with 86,400 seconds. Every night it writes off as lost, whatever of this you have failed to invest to a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;good purpose&lt;/span&gt;. It carries over no balance. It allows no over draft. Each day it opens a new account for you. Each night it burns the remains of the day. If you fail to use the day's deposits, the loss is&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; yours&lt;/span&gt;. There is no drawing against "&lt;i&gt;tomorrow&lt;/i&gt;". You must live on the present on today's deposits. Invest it so as to get from it the utmost in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;health&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;happiness&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;success&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;The clock is running. Make the most of today. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Credits to whoever think that I might have taken it from you. Cos i saw this EVERYWHERE so yes.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope this inspires y'all to start mugging. Wait I mean, ME myself included. This leaves me with 9 more days to the EOYs, and I'm seriously unsure if I'm working hard, at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Why, why am I so slow.&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/8446539431952433896-2980115150666734433?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/2980115150666734433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/09/imagine-there-is-bank-account-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/2980115150666734433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/2980115150666734433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/09/imagine-there-is-bank-account-that.html' title='Time?'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-3615194230365561373</id><published>2011-09-19T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T08:39:33.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And back..</title><content type='html'>Hello, falling-frombelow @ BLOGSPOT :) *gleams with pride&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Notice how everyone forget about blogger nowadays. Even i myself jumped the ship but i realised that this little place is still where I feel most comfortable in writing how I feel at heart :) So hello.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time flies super fast, it's&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; September&lt;/span&gt; already and just went through another series of common test. &lt;i&gt;Worn out&lt;/i&gt;. And right now, EOYs are right smack in front of me. Lol I'm not certain if I'm confident or not already. I feel so, so guilty for slacking, all those &lt;i&gt;studying-only-before-the-test-date-and-clinch-an-acceptable-grade&lt;/i&gt; thing, my conscience is speaking for myself. What am I doing. Omg I deserve a slap. A pulling up of the socks. Saw the EOY maths paper not long ago, positive that I might flunk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See the many reasons why I felt that after I graduated from hips my life is plunging downwards. Only Annadine's with me now - to pull through everything with me. I'm so emotionally tired of all this, I remember both of us saying how we'd want a transfer &lt;i&gt;so badly, &lt;/i&gt;while watching others living so so much happier. I felt that I changed so much too. Don't like to say this but, I &lt;i&gt;hate&lt;/i&gt; how much I changed. I want back the times where its all about like being happy, obedient and stuff even though we might be super nerds. Who cares? I always believed that staying happy is the most important thing. I feel that some things I'm doing now, is morally.. wrong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah yes, &lt;i&gt;council recruitment&lt;/i&gt; is up. The email was sent and Annadine immediately sms-ed me. I was excited too, we sort of talked about this since the start of the year. But after we died down, I started thinking a lot of things. Like.. What might happen if I got in. Because now, I face something that I'd have never thought of facing before at the start of the year. I don't know but.. this is the first time I'm&lt;i&gt; doubtful &lt;/i&gt;about chasing a dream. I'm starting to think things like, maybe I shouldn't go for this at all. Then I thought hey, why not just nominate first. Doesn't hurt if I get out of first stage of selection. Guess what, Bobo and I both got shortlisted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really happy for her :) I guess if Mr Ng heard about this, he will be happy for us too. But it struck me that, I'm &lt;i&gt;nearer. &lt;/i&gt;Nearer to... something I'm doubtful of facing now. I wonder what happened to the passion of leading. I remember last year at our leadership camp summit, Lionel asked us if we would like to continue serving after we graduated. He told us that serving is a will, a duty, a joy. He told us all of us had potential. We promised him and I was &lt;i&gt;driven &lt;/i&gt;to live his legacy. But I'm not so sure now. If I did not even try, Lionel will be disappointed..&lt;i&gt; &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; will be disappointed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'm just so, so confused. Doubtful. Insecure about my abilities... and stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just saying, my interview's tomorrow, haha. I'm gonna shoot for the moon and perheps, land among the stars. I will &lt;i&gt;stand through&lt;/i&gt; all fears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;You alone will not bring me down.&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&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Felling so much better now. Okay, catch me @falling-frombelow&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;tumblr&lt;/span&gt;. Till the next time, :)&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/8446539431952433896-3615194230365561373?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/3615194230365561373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/09/and-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/3615194230365561373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/3615194230365561373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/09/and-back.html' title='And back..'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-9078085040093219167</id><published>2011-06-21T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T21:33:51.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4SYPL-v6yhI/TgCGfwxd6DI/AAAAAAAAAKE/R4rkKakN-_s/s1600/beautiful..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 95px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620640215184828466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4SYPL-v6yhI/TgCGfwxd6DI/AAAAAAAAAKE/R4rkKakN-_s/s400/beautiful..jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes, you have to be yourself to be truly &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats the point, if you're gonna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in a way others do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;talk&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; in a way others do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;dress &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in a way others do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;act &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in a way others do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the worst that could ever happen, is when you start to deceive you yourself.&lt;br /&gt;of what you really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture source from &lt;a href="mailto:Lovequotes@tumblr"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Lovequotes@tumblr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-9078085040093219167?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/9078085040093219167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/06/beautiful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/9078085040093219167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/9078085040093219167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/06/beautiful.html' title='Beautiful.'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4SYPL-v6yhI/TgCGfwxd6DI/AAAAAAAAAKE/R4rkKakN-_s/s72-c/beautiful..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-5591013572781606345</id><published>2011-06-20T08:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T04:50:32.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why.</title><content type='html'>I should&lt;br /&gt;Probably&lt;br /&gt;Stop&lt;br /&gt;Thinking&lt;br /&gt;so much,&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;start&lt;br /&gt;Plunging&lt;br /&gt;into a&lt;br /&gt;deep&lt;br /&gt;sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Where&lt;br /&gt;i need not&lt;br /&gt;wake up,&lt;br /&gt;falling&lt;br /&gt;down&lt;br /&gt;down&lt;br /&gt;down&lt;br /&gt;down&lt;br /&gt;down.&lt;br /&gt;Where&lt;br /&gt;i need not&lt;br /&gt;care about&lt;br /&gt;Possibly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry. I hate it when i think im the cause for your world plunging down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i really am. and im willing to do whatever it takes to solve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-5591013572781606345?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/5591013572781606345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/06/why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/5591013572781606345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/5591013572781606345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/06/why.html' title='Why.'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-2144423326977690491</id><published>2011-06-15T02:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T21:33:27.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I n n e r P e a c e :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jVrgLzKyIUE/TfiBQb9Cn3I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/iWdtWu1Vle4/s1600/peace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618382654526365554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jVrgLzKyIUE/TfiBQb9Cn3I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/iWdtWu1Vle4/s400/peace.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello to this little blog which had been mine for 3 years already :) Yeah kinda sorry i think i flew away for a little too long. But im back yeah! And yes, Peace. Exactly what i need right now considering the events of the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the holidays already. Yes results came out that was so-so at least i dont feel guilty raiding the fridge now :) In fact 2 weeks flew by and i didnt do much work at all (&lt;em&gt;Oh the horror ):&lt;/em&gt; ) . Im seriously wondering if i can complete everything before the holidays end man. 4 weeks just aint enough!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i miss everyone okay.  D: LOL i spent this few days tumblr-ing/reading fanfic/facebook-ing/tweeting omg nothing productive at all! Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow its y1 choristers gathering (aka criminals illegal gathering) and its like the only fun event in my holidays so far. Cos staring at your comp screen and doing work just isnt fun. cant wait to see everyone again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;As for you, i feel terribly confused. Actually, im wondering why you would trouble someone like me with such a question. shit happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brushing it off, brushing it off :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay off to enjoy a bit more before i start to mug ): Peace! *refer to top*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-2144423326977690491?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/2144423326977690491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-n-n-e-r-p-e-c-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/2144423326977690491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/2144423326977690491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-n-n-e-r-p-e-c-e.html' title='I n n e r P e a c e :)'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jVrgLzKyIUE/TfiBQb9Cn3I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/iWdtWu1Vle4/s72-c/peace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-1020445110916569807</id><published>2011-05-19T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T21:32:05.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More than words.</title><content type='html'>I found this song :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe height="249" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nQY4dIxY1H4" frameborder="0" width="460" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Anywhere you are I am near,&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere you go I'll be there.&lt;br /&gt;Anytime you wisper my name, You'll see.&lt;br /&gt;Every single promise I'll keep,&lt;br /&gt;Cause what kind of guy i would be.&lt;br /&gt;If i was to leave when you need me most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are words if you really dont mean them when you say them?&lt;br /&gt;What are words if they're only for good times then that's all?&lt;br /&gt;When it's love yeah you say them loud.&lt;br /&gt;Those words, they never go away.&lt;br /&gt;They live on,&lt;br /&gt;even when we're gone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i know an Angel was sent,&lt;br /&gt;Just for me and i know I'm meant,&lt;br /&gt;To be where I am and I'm gonna be.&lt;br /&gt;Standing right beside her tonight,&lt;br /&gt;And i'm gonna be by your side.&lt;br /&gt;I would never leave when she needs me most.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you don't know the story behind him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had a really beautiful fiance and everything was quite okay. Until she met a terrible accident and is half-vegetable now.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can guess that the lyrics are for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admire this guy. :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-1020445110916569807?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/1020445110916569807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/05/more-than-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/1020445110916569807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/1020445110916569807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/05/more-than-words.html' title='More than words.'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/nQY4dIxY1H4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-3960774825944534418</id><published>2011-05-07T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T02:45:58.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello world/.</title><content type='html'>I have a story to share :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;One, young, academically excellent person went to apply for a managerial position in a big company.&lt;br /&gt;He passed the first interview. The director who did the last interview, made the last decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The director discovered from the CV that the youth's academic achievements were excellent all the way, from the secondary school until the postgraduate research. He never had a year when he did not score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The director asked, "Did you obtain any scholarships in school?" The youth answered "none".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The director asked, " Was it your father who paid for your school fees?" The youth answered, "My father passed away when I was one year old. It was my mother who paid for my school fees."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The director asked, " Where did your mother work?" The youth answered, "My mother worked as a clothes cleaner. The director requested the youth to show his hands. The youth showed a pair of hands that were smooth and perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The director asked, " Have you ever helped your mother wash the clothes before?" The youth answered, "Never, my mother always wanted me to study and read more books. Furthermore, my mother can wash clothes faster than me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The director said, "I have a request. When you go back today, go and clean your mother's hands and then see me tomorrow morning."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The youth felt that his chance of landing the job was high. When he went back, he happily requested his mother to let him clean her hands. His mother felt strange, but with mixed feelings, she showed her hands to her son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The youth cleaned his mother's hands slowly. His tears fell as he did that. It was the first time he noticed that his mother's hands were so wrinkled and that there were so many bruises in her hands. Some bruises were so painful that his mother shivered when they were cleaned with water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the first time the youth realized that it was this pair of hands that washed the clothes every day to enable him to pay the school fee. The bruises in the mother's hands were the price that the mother had to pay for his graduation, academic excellence and his future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finishing the cleaning of his mother hands, the youth quietly washed all the remaining clothes for his mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, mother and son talked for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning, the youth went to the director's office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Director noticed the tears in the youth's eyes and asked, " Can you tell me what you did and learned yesterday in your house?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The youth answered, " I cleaned my mother's hands, and also finished cleaning all the remaining clothes.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Director asked, " Please tell me your feelings."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The youth said, Number 1, I know now the meaning of appreciation. Without my mother, there would not be the successful me today. Number 2, by working together and helping my mother, only now I realize how difficult and tough it is to get something done. Number 3, I have come to appreciate the importance and value of family relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The director said, " This is what I am looking for in my new manager.&lt;br /&gt;I want to recruit a person who can appreciate the help of others, a person who knows the sufferings of others to get things done, and a person who would not put money as his only goal in life. Son,you are hired." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So inspiring :') And.. Its like the story that came out of chinese paper right xD Tsk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-3960774825944534418?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/3960774825944534418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/05/hello-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/3960774825944534418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/3960774825944534418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/05/hello-world.html' title='Hello world/.'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-5002740819671291698</id><published>2011-05-03T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T08:08:35.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Karma/.</title><content type='html'>I'm depressed. &lt;i&gt;Terribly&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:segoe print;" &gt;Happy birthday to Bobo and Joleen :) Love ya lots!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-5002740819671291698?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/5002740819671291698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/05/karma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/5002740819671291698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/5002740819671291698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/05/karma.html' title='Karma/.'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-7458654407548609062</id><published>2011-04-21T03:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T21:31:02.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its time to move on.</title><content type='html'>All this took place in a nursery of a rich guy's home. He had 2 kids and this room was specially made as a playroom for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a drawing table. On it, there's a blank piece of paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;a blank piece of paper.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And a box of colour pencils.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It had always been spending time with the box of colour pencils. Without fail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 161px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597985012396352226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CJc6qot9Lic/TbAJtZnYYuI/AAAAAAAAAJo/rXY_w39Rakc/s400/images%255B6%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The colour pencils were always there for the paper, all the time. And as they spent time together, the colour pencils make a point to colour the paper. Although they'd take long to fully colour the paper, they still did it. Bit by bit. They beautified the paper, and in return, the paper allows them to sharpen their tips. They were happy with each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Good things didn't last for a long time&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;One day, a pen suddenly appeared on the drawing table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 157px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597986615337642418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e7qJb9aJPMU/TbALKtCXabI/AAAAAAAAAJw/J6QI1t1NFl0/s400/Pen%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;This wasn't any normal pen. It looks really elegant; its black coat matching the paper. When it writes on the paper, its ink was beautiful and its tip goes smooth against the paper. Soon, the paper 'fell in love' with the pen. Instead of spending time with the colour pencils.. she started spending more time with this pen. Ever matched 'pen &amp;amp; paper' ? Well, thats what happened in this case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The colour pencils were neglegted. They tried to colour the paper from time to time, but it would always tell them 'another day', and go on having fun with the pen. Sometimes, the children would come over and use the colour pencils - they would always forget to sharpen them after using. The colour pencils tip's were blunt; they asked if they could shade on the paper to sharpen themselves but once again.. you know the reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The colour pencils were hurt. Very hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the paper and pen goes lovey dovey, the paper changed alot too. Its world revolved around the Pen. Everything was about the pen. the paper would only allow the pen to write on it. Somehow, the colour pencils did not exist anymore. The paper once said "I can't live without my colour pencils. Without them, the world would be nothing." It was all a lie, the colour pencils thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to lack of care from the children and lack of concern from their only friend, one by one, the colour pencils start to get missing. Last time, the paper would have always ensured they're confortably nestled in their pencil case. But now, since it's busy with other things, it no longer takes care of that. They got misplaced by the children or rolled off the table, into a dark corner somewhere and can't be reached. Soon, most of the colour pencils were &lt;i&gt;gone&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paper thought her life was really good..&lt;br /&gt;until one day, she saw the pen having fun with the children's drawing book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was hurt - she thought she was the only one that mattered to the pen.&lt;br /&gt;She went to confront him. And his reply was "You're only a piece of paper. When all you're sides are filled, you'll be boring. I can doodle all i want on the drawing book."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paper was really really hurt this time. She went back to the usual drawing table, sobbing. &lt;i&gt;She was used. As she cried, she hoped for the colour pencils to come and talk to her, to comfort her.. But they didnt. She realised something was wrong and looked into the pencil box.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;They were'nt there anymore&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;This was when she got the rude awakening. She realised that all these while.. only the pen existed to her, and not the colour pencils. She forgot to spend time with them. She forgot to essure that they were good. She forgot.. she forgot. She realised too, that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;They were who she really needed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;At times she was loney, they would amuse her. When she was down, they would cheer her up. When she feels lousy, they would sit together with her and cool down. When they're playing together, it was when real memories were made. Bit by bit, she was filled up with colours. THEY filled her up with colours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;But it was too late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;She can't get them back anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;4 Years later. The paper had yellowed with age - All these years after her regretting chioce, she spend each day sobbing.. feeling remorseful. The children got other colour pencils too, but none of them can replace the old colour pencils she knew. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Until one day, the rich guy installed a mirror in the nursery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;The paper looked into it. She saw ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;Herself, with faded, almost gone ink.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;small style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;But &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;pencil strokes with colours still as vivid as before&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is dedicated to someone. I thought I'd be blunt, and created this story for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hope you at least understand what does the white paper, colourpencils, pens, colouring.. etcetc stand for. Lately the way you're acting a way which isn't what i , and many other people, like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You've changed alot. You did lost alot of friends because of this. But do know that there's still a group of us who have faith in you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On a lighter note, Hey it's Rebecca Black tomorrow! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"But pencil strokes with colours still as vivid as before.."&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/8446539431952433896-7458654407548609062?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/7458654407548609062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-time-to-move-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/7458654407548609062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/7458654407548609062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-time-to-move-on.html' title='Its time to move on.'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CJc6qot9Lic/TbAJtZnYYuI/AAAAAAAAAJo/rXY_w39Rakc/s72-c/images%255B6%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-6533015034352977966</id><published>2011-04-12T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T21:25:23.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick/Mega-licious update</title><content type='html'>Woooooh its April~ So fast and yet so slow ): kays ignore the irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;26 March:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year was terriblez. I FORGOT TO POST ON MY BIRTHDAY ARGH! T-T So sorry blog i guess i broke my consecutive record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i managed to prank lotsov people on April fools' ^^ Hehe i grats myself once again for that lightbulb that appeared on my head on the night before 1Apr. I actually changed my bday to 1st April! Imagine the shock when i went home that night and saw that 40+ people posted on my wall :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently im trying to chiong this Poetry Portfolio thing. There is this poem on life in DHS, and I can't think of what type of Poem to go about, or what to write in it. I get mindblocks. Therefore this freaking mindblock caused me to be one-poem-and-reflection away from completing my soon-to-be-due portfolio. This is how I screw things up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SYF IS TWO DAYS AWAY. jiayou choir. We can do it right ^^ We went through so much. All those tough intensive training. :) No one's gonna read these, i know but just treat it as a form of encouragement for myself k. Speaking of SYF, i miss 2008's and 2010's. Those memories seem like they're fresh from yesterday. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-6533015034352977966?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/6533015034352977966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/04/quickmega-licious-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/6533015034352977966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/6533015034352977966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/04/quickmega-licious-update.html' title='Quick/Mega-licious update'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-8206358855022472832</id><published>2011-03-06T01:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T21:21:23.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When its dark/.</title><content type='html'>I just want holidays to come. I am Mentally and Physically tired. About everything that's going on. ): 加油 Xinyan. 1 more paper, 2 more hands-on left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Last night. I dreamt about you.Yes,You.I dreamt some really stupid things. When i woke up i went to search for something relevant to that dream. When i found out some stuffs i was.. Disappointed. I realised, all these while, i tried to forget you. But it didn't happen. I failed to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-8206358855022472832?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/8206358855022472832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/03/when-its-dark.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/8206358855022472832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/8206358855022472832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/03/when-its-dark.html' title='When its dark/.'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-5947299035734385964</id><published>2011-03-02T03:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T04:06:21.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay ^^</title><content type='html'>Hahaha. Just now i went to type my blog url into the bar.. then the webpage that came out was.. some site selling bibles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the shock. I thoought my Account was hacked. I went to login immediately and realised the 'hacker' didnt change my password. Neither were my posts changed. I typed :falling-frombelow Again and i realised that the previous webpage (In the suggestions) Was actually falling-frombelow.&lt;u&gt;blogPOT&lt;/u&gt;.com.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd like to make it clear that I am still not drained of my blurness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recovered from falling sick and to prove to mum i guess i took out all the computer and devices part from my life, for the time being. Dad's trying to persuade her to give me back my PC cos borrowing mj's and his to type some report was quite a big trouble. Mummy knows that I don't play the comp or something but the reason she's holding back is "I don't want to see you getting sick." Seriously?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well was so-so lah gave up on it already. But Chinese was a total shock haha, Didn't know how I clinched an A. The better thing is that i realised I'm like 2 marks away from an A+ and xie lao shi was like giving me the 'How come?!' look when she gave me my paper :( I'm driven to get one in the next CT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But something did cheer me up today ^^ I did quite well for science. i took it when i came back from MC (Refer to post below) .. so i thought i would be quite drained of energy to remember anything. And LA too! Hahaha it was a improvement from the previous test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AND I HAD SERVICE LEARNING AT GEYLANG RIVER :D FUN MAX&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was super fun omg :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A shoutout to 16285, thank you so so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upcoming.. History test, Geog test, Science Practical, MARCH BABIES BDAY CELEBRATION :D, Last day of term 1 YAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-5947299035734385964?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/5947299035734385964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/03/yay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/5947299035734385964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/5947299035734385964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/03/yay.html' title='Yay ^^'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-7010593223890048287</id><published>2011-02-28T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T04:02:32.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forget and Remember/.</title><content type='html'>I screwed chinese. Screwed Maths. Screwed Choir SYF Auditions, I think I really lost the grab in singing. (the last time I took voice grading and training was like 8 months ago already.)  I'm beginning to think that I'm such a failure. Its so stressful lately. I'm like studying till 12 everyday.. until I actually fell sick haha -.- I suppose I couldn't cope (YET) or something.. So mummy kept my PC and itouch. Seriously it has nothing to do with with studying till late man, not at all. Most of the time I don't touch them at all. After all, I promised daddy that I will never let these devices control my studies right? Why don't you all trust me, all because I fell sick? How do you expect me to sleep earlier than 12 if I have to complete homework + revision every night, with Piano grades and overall commitments coming in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think im letting everyone down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im depresssed. Screw this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-7010593223890048287?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/7010593223890048287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/02/forget-and-remember.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/7010593223890048287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/7010593223890048287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/02/forget-and-remember.html' title='Forget and Remember/.'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-7721038069749945031</id><published>2011-02-18T20:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T03:56:08.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed/.</title><content type='html'>Ahaha i know i didnt come for quite some time already. Sorry :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super super super stressed lah. These few weeks all tests tests and more tests. Such a screw up omg. And i dont get like, a lot of history that's taught. I mean, History is fun. But Ms Ling's like jumping from problems Historians face to why study History and to something else.. yknow that kind of thing. She totally makes you wonder if they are under the same lesson or separate areas. No matter how many times I read the notes i just can't get it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate myself. Remember how i told myself I'll have to trial and error to see how exactly easy or difficult it is to hit gap 3? Starting to feel doubtful now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh my god.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-7721038069749945031?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/7721038069749945031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/02/stressed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/7721038069749945031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/7721038069749945031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/02/stressed.html' title='Stressed/.'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-7602184649573885873</id><published>2011-02-03T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T21:07:47.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Imagine /.</title><content type='html'>Okay, Im gonna spend the next 3 days in Melacca. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, bye blog! Can't wait to see everyone again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-7602184649573885873?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/7602184649573885873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/02/imagine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/7602184649573885873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/7602184649573885873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/02/imagine.html' title='Imagine /.'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-5682355044246335446</id><published>2011-01-31T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T21:06:50.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It was only just a dream/.</title><content type='html'>I declare:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;THOSE WHO SLEPT LAST NIGHT WHITHOUT BLANKETS ARE HEROS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold max == . I swear i wrapped myself so thick I looked like a human cocoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rained continuously for more than 24 hours already. Massive traffic jam this morning -__- By the time i reached somewhere NEAR The back gate im kinda late already. I told mummy i can't afford to wait anymore so i chionged up. I saw Evelyn &amp;amp; we walked together. But we wasn't exactly marked as late haha, many others were super late too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You changed. You know what, you arent the old you i used to know anymore. Please stop retorting back cos it just shows alot about you.. Just stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-5682355044246335446?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/5682355044246335446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/01/it-was-only-just-dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/5682355044246335446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/5682355044246335446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/01/it-was-only-just-dream.html' title='It was only just a dream/.'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-5072920311643523417</id><published>2011-01-29T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T21:02:24.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Colourblind/.</title><content type='html'>Chionging History essay now. I swear its killing me D:&lt;br /&gt;Now i regret slacking through the whole of my Saturday. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna buy CNY goodies later i think . I cant wait for wednesday to come. Tuan yuan fan ! :D And i'll be visiting Hips too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately the weather's getting kinda out of hand, &lt;u&gt;Raining like woah since last night.&lt;/u&gt; Super cold but hey, nice weather to sleep in right! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking around that 158 bus stop Yesterday and i saw this Patch of.. plants?&lt;br /&gt;At first i thought those white stuffs were tissue papers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567799001386305442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TUTLsTpnx6I/AAAAAAAAAJI/eXQhxuF7rFQ/s400/24012011121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567799306224271586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TUTL-DQqAOI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/LFxZL752Qlg/s400/24012011122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are flowers LOL! Phhhhf i thought it was tissue paper . Mummy was like, &lt;b&gt;"You blur la !"&lt;/b&gt; HAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My randomness is kind of getting out of hand, don't you think.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I shall go back to homework before i forget where i had stopped, bye :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-5072920311643523417?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/5072920311643523417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/01/colourblind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/5072920311643523417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/5072920311643523417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/01/colourblind.html' title='Colourblind/.'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TUTLsTpnx6I/AAAAAAAAAJI/eXQhxuF7rFQ/s72-c/24012011121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-1251381779965739534</id><published>2011-01-22T02:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T21:46:16.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I would go through all this pain; /.</title><content type='html'>Time for a Change a blogskin . I felt that the previous skin's getting suckish . Spend quite some time editing this skin , Hope y'all like it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days has been  &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt;, i guess. My days in school has been spend laughing away with the new friends I made. :) I still miss the old times in Hips though. Annadine agrees too that deep inside, it still feels empty, pangs of sadness. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday , i had my first Choir session. If you ask me I think its totally different from the way we ran Hipschoir &amp;gt;&amp;lt; For one they run so much more for PT. In fact, I think the 'PT's we led last time is like considered as nothing much compared to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say hello to a new blister on my toe :( Lol k whut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurriedly changed into Uniform afterwards and went to choir room. Omg they had a choir room. Last time we shared with the dancers the dance studio can! All new ones had to introduce themselves. Name, class and &lt;b&gt;A thing you would do when no one's looking&lt;/b&gt;. Okay this is retarded I do almost anything. So i just went with talking with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the presidents speaking to the whole choir made me remember how it was like being the chairperson of Hipschoir last time. How I would announce important stuffs and there'll be Melissa over there interrupting at the right times with funny stuffs and then everyone would laugh. :( Oh boy I miss the times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We learned a new song called &lt;i&gt;Ave venom corpus&lt;/i&gt; . Yeahh the composition by Morzart. I got into Soprano once again and practiced with the sops. Its really cool on how they learn the song through Solfege. I think its a really good way to learn a song! We sang all the notes using that . Later after the given time ended everyone gathered at the choir room and sang together using the notes. Sounds amazing and we didnt even used the piano or anything. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I thought woah, this is so so so much better than last time.&lt;br /&gt;Totally looking forward to more :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I webcam-ed with Angie on thurs . We video called and chatted from 5 something to almost 9 through MSN. You should start believing how amazing we can be. We chatted on &lt;u&gt;Everything and Anything&lt;/u&gt;. Omgz i miss her so much. Of course, we didn't fail to  &lt;span style="color:#99ccff;"&gt;laugh&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-1251381779965739534?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/1251381779965739534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-would-go-through-all-this-pain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/1251381779965739534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/1251381779965739534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-would-go-through-all-this-pain.html' title='I would go through all this pain; /.'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-4073250677600044925</id><published>2011-01-15T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T21:47:02.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe it's True/.</title><content type='html'>…….♥&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;#########&lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;…..♥&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;#############&lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;…♥&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;###############&lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;..♥&lt;span 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But colours added by me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tests start next week, Jiayou!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-4073250677600044925?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/4073250677600044925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/01/maybe-its-true.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/4073250677600044925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/4073250677600044925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/01/maybe-its-true.html' title='Maybe it&apos;s True/.'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-3939032189193940370</id><published>2011-01-12T02:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T22:07:32.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shooting stars/.</title><content type='html'>Didn't blog for quite song time already. Sorry guise :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda busy now i guess. Well life is DHS is quite okay haha. My classmates are a fun bunch of people x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like, on the &lt;i&gt;First day&lt;/i&gt;. Everyone was super quiet and sat alone. I scanned the class and didn't see Annadine around but saw Mianqi though. So I just sat with her :) Their flag raising ceremony's interesting LOL. Then they pinned on the school badge on us. I personally think this is super cool haha. We're part of Dunman high now! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then .. We sat for like 2 hours listening to speeches. The principal talked first and I know this is kinda rude but he has the Mrs Tan engrish x) All the wrong singular and plural terms and should be like her, conversing in dialect at home too. And then the year head took over and said exact same things o.o But I did learn a few interesting stuffs from her talk. The year head's our History teacher. I think everyone thought of that.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;As an afternote, It is true.&lt;/span&gt; :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we had lots of ice-breakers and station games . Well besides Annadine &amp;amp; Mianqi I don't know anyone else. Learnt that we have a Hongkonger in class and that's about it. Major awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda boring :( Day 2 of orientation 's from 8 until 6 something, so I hope it was better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day Two.&lt;/i&gt; Hell was I right, Day 2 became super crazy. Everyone started talking to each other and by the time we had recess the girls we chatting together at the table. :) Talked about stuffs like our camps, primary schools. :D Our student councilors joined in and Mr Seow joined too hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was this game, where you take a ball from the make-shift ball pool and throw it at another class. When you got hit, you're out . The objective is to hit the "Royalty" From your opponent class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess they said they wanted someone small and 'hide-able'. I was getting worried when eveyone started looking at me o.o I was like Hey I'm not the shortest here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then before i knew it I had this sash around me that said: QUEEN/KING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone who was busy throwing balls were like , "QUEEN , WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! HIDE!" "QUEEN , HIDE BEHIND ME!" "RUN LAH YOU !" Hahaha omg. Sad thing is most of the class got hit so when there were like only 10 people left it was easy for the opponent class to spot me. And when It seemed like we're about to win I missed ducking by JUST A SECOND. The ball brushed against my waist. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not fair D: THEIR QUEEN IS SO, SO SMALL AND HIDING IN THAT CORNER! And i saw alot of them not moving out when they got hit! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then everyone started talking to me. But using the name Queen T__T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had more games that were fun :DD And the whole orientation ended with a blast. A concert with the orientation theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had party poppers, funny skits, prezzies for all classes and "Most enthu award" which as expected, Daniel got it. Finally , they were like &lt;i&gt;"And year 1s, You know what? We have a surprise for you... ICE CREAM!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOAH . The student councilors came with bags of Mars caramel ice-cream bars omg. When we were walking back to the classroom, Annadine was like: Ohmygod should i eat it, Ohmygod should i eat it. We ended up eating it anyway, Its super nice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons began:D It was fun. I get to try lots of stuffs, and i think my Form and co-forms are very nice ! Hehe. CCA Orientation was on saturday. No doubts,  &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Choir&lt;/span&gt; again for me :D By that time class was quite bonded already. Everyone exchanged numbers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like dhs so much more now :) But the promotion criteria seems super scary to me. GPA 2.0 , C in LA? I'm not sure how easy or difficult that is yet, guess I'll have to trial and error.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's thursday. I like tomorrow's timetable. School starts an hour later at 9am and the whole day revolves only around 3 subjects. Oh my :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-3939032189193940370?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/3939032189193940370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/01/shooting-stars.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/3939032189193940370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/3939032189193940370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/01/shooting-stars.html' title='Shooting stars/.'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-3409329995676745850</id><published>2011-01-02T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T22:10:24.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gee Gee Gee Gee/.</title><content type='html'>Hello. Its 4th tomorrow. School's reopening :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye to sleeping for as long as I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye to endless surfing :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye to slacking, hello to workload again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye to snacking myself while reading on bed, something mummy deem as sinful.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so sad right. Back to waking up at 6 in the morning. Back to trying hard to meet deadlines. Back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But this is gonna be a major change in my life, something I'd look forward to. :)&lt;/i&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/8446539431952433896-3409329995676745850?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/3409329995676745850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/01/gee-gee-gee-gee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/3409329995676745850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/3409329995676745850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2011/01/gee-gee-gee-gee.html' title='Gee Gee Gee Gee/.'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-6227594419121565346</id><published>2010-12-31T04:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T22:13:30.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>`&amp; A Happy New Year/.</title><content type='html'>Hihi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 31 Dec today, the last day of 2010!&lt;br /&gt;What a fast year, hello 2011 :)  &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;please be nice on me&lt;/span&gt;! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking to Angie on MSN now... We're so funny! Laughing like mad at our endless fails haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a long time since we laughed while talking to friends online. I'm so glad I made her laugh :)&lt;br /&gt;We are such mad humans.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;big&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://i995.photobucket.com/albums/af73/EMOfreako/luv1.gif" /&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-6227594419121565346?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/6227594419121565346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/6227594419121565346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/6227594419121565346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-new-year.html' title='`&amp; A Happy New Year/.'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-2386591227701091828</id><published>2010-12-29T18:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T22:43:22.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Presents !</title><content type='html'>After thinking for Quite some time, i finally thought of what to give for Christmas :D Dedicated in a blog post, of course. Hope you guys like it. Killed lots of my brain cells :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my Dearest Laoniang, Angie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A BOTTLE OF GOAT MILK! Its nutricious for you And you can keep the bottle to remember me by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TR6yxXOsMmI/AAAAAAAAAJA/fTXyis_Hrg8/s1600/imagesCAYZW0FT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 159px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557075551340737122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TR6yxXOsMmI/AAAAAAAAAJA/fTXyis_Hrg8/s400/imagesCAYZW0FT.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my Melissa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRAZY PILLS. And i resized it to be Super huge, so you will have endless pills to take, to get crazy with me. You're the best choir mate one can ask for. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TR6yih3ifaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SngQ3wx2tcw/s1600/CrazyPills1%255B2%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 223px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 379px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557075296498384290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TR6yih3ifaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SngQ3wx2tcw/s400/CrazyPills1%255B2%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my Jessa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNSHINE! Yang guang, you're the best okay. Good luck For 2011 you smart ass &amp;gt;:( Ily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TR6yX0jgaTI/AAAAAAAAAIw/0NREo2UcuVI/s1600/imagesCA5TY5AN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 238px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557075112536074546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TR6yX0jgaTI/AAAAAAAAAIw/0NREo2UcuVI/s400/imagesCA5TY5AN.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Cheryl my XY name twin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAUGHTER! Okay i cant find nice pictures, but i felt that this is the best non-tangible item I can give you. I will always remember the fun times we had laughing away, Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TR6yMZVdyoI/AAAAAAAAAIo/KMNwva4C2H0/s1600/imagesCAA66AGO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 225px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557074916250864258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TR6yMZVdyoI/AAAAAAAAAIo/KMNwva4C2H0/s400/imagesCAA66AGO.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Jamie (The most Annoying person i've ever seen :/ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its you below!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TR6yAvInvPI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Ci4tY1OaNys/s1600/imagesCAQ2LMCR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 258px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 196px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557074715944140018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TR6yAvInvPI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Ci4tY1OaNys/s400/imagesCAQ2LMCR.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to Cheryl , The Rotten cheese that's equally irritating -&lt;br /&gt;Okay so that's you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TR6x2twk_eI/AAAAAAAAAIY/mS5BtoUEZJo/s1600/cheese_swiss%255B1%255D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 245px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557074543776169442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TR6x2twk_eI/AAAAAAAAAIY/mS5BtoUEZJo/s400/cheese_swiss%255B1%255D.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my present for you two bad twins is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAM &amp;amp; CHEESE SANDWICH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TR6xswtivII/AAAAAAAAAIQ/xg-g-dVFgeY/s1600/imagesCAWZRIVD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 190px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557074372770053250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TR6xswtivII/AAAAAAAAAIQ/xg-g-dVFgeY/s400/imagesCAWZRIVD.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saves my money I don't have to buy seperate things.&lt;br /&gt;I even cut 2 slices! Im so thoughtful eh :) haha, i love both of you. Stay cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Derek Ng , Who is always siao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POSTER !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TR6xL1XbGjI/AAAAAAAAAII/vWU9dID7_eA/s1600/50272_30767341414_9692_n_copy%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 282px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557073807083772466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TR6xL1XbGjI/AAAAAAAAAII/vWU9dID7_eA/s400/50272_30767341414_9692_n_copy%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek i know you're ghey :B Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Okay merry xmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Jiayu Darling,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APPLES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TR6w5DUaSmI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vc4JPcBQGj4/s1600/cute-apples-23382-1252089869-25%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 302px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557073484411718242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TR6w5DUaSmI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vc4JPcBQGj4/s400/cute-apples-23382-1252089869-25%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such cute fruits.&lt;br /&gt;FLYING APPLES, DARK DUCK GOOSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Bellamy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUCKFACE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TR6wxgfvLOI/AAAAAAAAAH4/glht49S6luw/s1600/duckface_thumb%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 110px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557073354804899042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TR6wxgfvLOI/AAAAAAAAAH4/glht49S6luw/s400/duckface_thumb%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiayu Did this face okay !&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm do you sense the Fishy-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;To Weiteng,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HEHEHE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TRvzeSJqEgI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7R0P3lijImU/s1600/imagesCAAMOFR5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 201px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 251px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556302266885607938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TRvzeSJqEgI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7R0P3lijImU/s400/imagesCAAMOFR5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both know what happened on Hari Raya..&lt;br /&gt;LOL FUNNY DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Brenda,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRENDAH SCAMMERS INC! :) 诈骗集团&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TRvy376ZJMI/AAAAAAAAAHY/qmZdO_thwoo/s1600/1107212251_scam_alert%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556301608080975042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TRvy376ZJMI/AAAAAAAAAHY/qmZdO_thwoo/s400/1107212251_scam_alert%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Bryan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A BROOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TRv0XE5kZgI/AAAAAAAAAHw/u-Cx4oGqLHE/s1600/imagesCAHLO1T5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 177px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 173px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556303242581009922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TRv0XE5kZgI/AAAAAAAAAHw/u-Cx4oGqLHE/s400/imagesCAHLO1T5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello broom closet man! For making your job easier, and perheps sweep up the rubbish from your mouth too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Mingsong,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUCT TAPE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 192px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556299910943973410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TRvxVJlZoCI/AAAAAAAAAHI/WquQZbq11X8/s400/imagesCATSN4W9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use it to tape up your mouth. :D dirties classroom, you know? Haha kidding. Had fun talking bout the world with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-2386591227701091828?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/2386591227701091828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-presents.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/2386591227701091828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/2386591227701091828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-presents.html' title='Christmas Presents !'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TR6yxXOsMmI/AAAAAAAAAJA/fTXyis_Hrg8/s72-c/imagesCAYZW0FT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-7455947487685900598</id><published>2010-12-29T03:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T22:44:51.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I dont Care-are-are-are-are-are /.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TRsfumnbixI/AAAAAAAAAG4/3IjA0i6aXiU/s1600/images%255B3%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 191px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556069450792012562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TRsfumnbixI/AAAAAAAAAG4/3IjA0i6aXiU/s400/images%255B3%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Merry Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to all, though belated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey im sorry okay :( I was away spending Xmas elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556070271016943922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TRsgeWMSwTI/AAAAAAAAAHA/f-30BASi_0U/s400/163135_479060923660_787978660_5874809_2160745_n%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;Audi-ed with Sheryl, Brenda, Priscilla &amp;amp; Kenneth (SweetTalker LOL HEHEHE.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Had fun with y'all, rmb to call me along next time too ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-7455947487685900598?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/7455947487685900598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-dont-care-are-are-are-are-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/7455947487685900598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/7455947487685900598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-dont-care-are-are-are-are-are.html' title='I dont Care-are-are-are-are-are /.'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TRsfumnbixI/AAAAAAAAAG4/3IjA0i6aXiU/s72-c/images%255B3%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-7269721251286839531</id><published>2010-12-22T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T22:46:04.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont ever look back/.</title><content type='html'>I was in MSN just now... And i saw this post about Selina Jen. You know, the SHE member who suffered 3rd degrees burns all over her in a freak industrial fire accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the post is about her fiance Richard Chang who wrote a message for selina on a international forum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be a difficult recovery before wounds on her face heal.While her skin is gradually healing,she had to withstand a lot of pain whenever she stretched her joints during therapy sessions. She also had to tolerate the itchiness at night, which disturbed her rest. Her new skin breaks easily and her muscles are weak dueatrophy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting for S.H.E's next album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally love the last sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The link's @ http://www.entertainment.xin.msn.com/en/celebrity/buzz/asia/article.aspx?cp-documentid=4539605  .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go check it out :) Gws selina! &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-7269721251286839531?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/7269721251286839531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2010/12/dont-ever-look-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/7269721251286839531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/7269721251286839531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2010/12/dont-ever-look-back.html' title='Dont ever look back/.'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-5183650222283166642</id><published>2010-12-21T03:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T06:47:09.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time is ticking... /.</title><content type='html'>I was halfway through finishing my draft ... Then ... I heard Tiara 's song&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. So it totally distracted me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love T-ara. I think their tunes are super catchy. Also very xian dai hua! Okay back to drafting x( No more distractions!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-5183650222283166642?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/5183650222283166642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2010/12/omggggg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/5183650222283166642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/5183650222283166642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2010/12/omggggg.html' title='Time is ticking... /.'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-1949397236107616248</id><published>2010-12-21T03:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T22:50:12.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The world keeps Spinning Faster/.</title><content type='html'>Hi All.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since i came back from China, i didnt update anymore. :( Sorry man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, i did write an uber long entry about my trip. Even though i keep on telling myself to ... uhh... summarise it? Omai D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had super loads of fun with Jess and Anna today :)&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. i must get back to my draft now.  x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow's 22! I'll be looking forward to 23 xD I'll be visiting DHS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-1949397236107616248?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/1949397236107616248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2010/12/world-keeps-spinning-faster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/1949397236107616248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/1949397236107616248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2010/12/world-keeps-spinning-faster.html' title='The world keeps Spinning Faster/.'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-5150782637267622611</id><published>2010-12-11T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T23:20:21.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas christmas time is here~/.</title><content type='html'>Im back from China. Missed me? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Okay i seriously dont even know why i asked "missed me?" when more than half of the people i know dont even know im gone.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip was terrible. the worst things that could happen all came true. Diarrhoea, vomiting, falling super sick, you name it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was gone for almost 2 weeks. Many stuffs happened haha. So i shall highlight only a few...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;26 Nov &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after results. Had to decide my third lang and everything all on 25th itself.. I hope i made the right choices :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so everything changed since i last went. Guangzhou became so freaking clean. Its hosting Asian games eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... Stayed with my Aunts, uncles, cousins . Their factories changed alot. Like more high class now LOL. Then we went to eat. The plates and bowls are like super unclean :/ . Have to sterilize them with hot tea yourself, you see. But still ... i was self-conscious and kept on having the m&lt;em&gt;y-food-is-contaminated&lt;/em&gt; feeling. I was kinda right. So sick in the stomach the next day D: mj has better immunity but ky and I couldnt stand it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my mum insisted we eat home cooked stuffs for the next few days. Yay. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... jumping to &lt;u&gt;30 Nov &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Disneyland (again :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long journey... woke up at 5 am to prepare ourselves and all. Then aunt drove us all to what you can know as the capital of Guangzhou province.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The coach was there when we reached the capital city. Boarded and on our way to Hongkong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took like 3 hours to reach Shen Zhen. Stomach in Excruciating pain ): Hey i was hungry okay. LOL! So had to go through China and Hongkong customs. Can see they're very keen to stop bird flu once and for all. All the notices o.o Then mj started his Geopolitics rubbish on coping with bird flu but only mummy was listening HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then... another 40 mins ride to reach Disneyland. Ahhh i was so hungry so i ate all the junk food we bought. Okay maybe not all... But erm, the good stuffs *evils*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we got off the bus! Walked to the fountain leading to the main entrance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TRGQwojjJwI/AAAAAAAAAF4/nMwS7SuhR8E/s1600/IMG_1940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553378980719175426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TRGQwojjJwI/AAAAAAAAAF4/nMwS7SuhR8E/s320/IMG_1940.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Disneyland Resort! Mj offered to take a picture of us because he has been here 2 times already, enough picts taken and is super paranoid about strangers running away with our camera if they took for us.. okay o.o&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hahaha. But all of us came here at least once before, its mainly for ky!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its... so boring. Basically nothing changed? Maybe there's a boat ride now with the theme of "Its a small world" (Clebrating happiness of children all over the world) but seriously! The only thing fun and thrilling is still &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;THE SPACE MOUNTAIN!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay not really thrilling. But its the most thrilling ride i can find o.o Sharp turns , But erm... it doesnt drop from a Great height... LOL super disappointing ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OHEYA ! when i was at tomorrowland(where space mountain is), There's this dustbin moving around. Its a robot covered by the dustbin anyway... IT WAS SO CUTE. A tourist tried to throw something into it. Then the robot was like, : You wanna throw that? *moves closer* ... Bu yao lahh! *moves away* Omg it knows how to 撒娇 LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Visited Fantasyland and Adventureland too... Had to climb that Tarzan's tree again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, Tried to play as much as we can. And at night. while we're shopping for souveniers... There was a parade. And suddenly we heard lots of Oohs and Ahhs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Guess what.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ITS SNOWING ! (Fake flakes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TRGP7jcOcTI/AAAAAAAAAFw/NXK-A5TXuLg/s1600/IMG_2100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553378068813214002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TRGP7jcOcTI/AAAAAAAAAFw/NXK-A5TXuLg/s320/IMG_2100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see the snow huh? Its foam bubbles o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TRGOtK_CZHI/AAAAAAAAAFo/JRRgMyXWvsA/s1600/IMG_2101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553376722218542194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TRGOtK_CZHI/AAAAAAAAAFo/JRRgMyXWvsA/s320/IMG_2101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes Mummy, Money is falling from the sky HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after this, we went to watch the fireworks. It was beautiful. :)&lt;br /&gt;And the dreaded 3hours bus ride began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;1 Dec - 6 Dec &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days were spent in Hunan , Yueyang province.&lt;br /&gt;Lalala i was born there fyi :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to take a train for like, 3 hours to reach there.&lt;br /&gt;Great! I remember when i was 6 we had to take the Train running on steam energy. It was an overnight ride.&lt;br /&gt;The new train's as fast as ninja. Wait no, flying apples. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like 21 degrees when we reached there. After staying for 4 days...the weather dropped to... 8 degrees? Temp. Dropped Drastically :( Wow? Dont ask me how i managed to cope. Super cold lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Took the train back to Guangzhou after a few days with our grandparents. But guangzhou's like 25 degrees?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our bodies couldnt adapt and cope so all those sickness came. Severe vomitting. Felt pretty sick.&lt;br /&gt;So mj and I went to the clinic to 打吊针. ky couldn't though, he's too small and afraid of needles being inside him anyway. Which sucks cos mj and I recovered after a sleep and I had to see ky suffer )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought we would be so sick that we cant make it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;9 Dec&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah! I came back. Somehow all the pain and everything stopped on the plane. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, end of my first super longgg post on this new blog :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Its a Draft no more! Haha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-5150782637267622611?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/5150782637267622611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-christmas-time-is-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/5150782637267622611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/5150782637267622611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-christmas-time-is-here.html' title='Christmas christmas time is here~/.'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TRGQwojjJwI/AAAAAAAAAF4/nMwS7SuhR8E/s72-c/IMG_1940.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-1120964742355253196</id><published>2010-11-23T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T06:44:23.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sparks Fly/.</title><content type='html'>It's fast. Very fast. And the long awaited day came. It's tomorrow, in fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just hope i dont let anyone down . its as simple as that .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Kay i managed to score 3A*A :) Quite okay score i guess. Omg, omg omg. DHS HERE I COME! I can't believe I'm getting into my dream school :D :D :D&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;Grats to Jessa piggeh :D SHE TOPPED THE SCHOOL with 3A*A!! Grats I'm superr proud of you :D&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;Guess I'm off to china with mj and ky soon.&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/8446539431952433896-1120964742355253196?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/1120964742355253196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2010/11/sparks-fly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/1120964742355253196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/1120964742355253196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2010/11/sparks-fly.html' title='Sparks Fly/.'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-5191768223579273077</id><published>2010-11-22T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T22:52:08.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm born Wild/.</title><content type='html'>2 more days.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 years of hard work, all revealed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-5191768223579273077?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/5191768223579273077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2010/11/these-few-days-i-keep-on-spamming-print.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/5191768223579273077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/5191768223579273077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2010/11/these-few-days-i-keep-on-spamming-print.html' title='I&apos;m born Wild/.'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-587027816538253786</id><published>2010-11-21T05:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T22:56:11.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLAHHHHHH ! /.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;--Taken from Mia :) Its super funny I had to share!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm sure Most of you heard of the heartbeat molester that has been roaming around Hougang Sengkang Area .So i shall teach you some tricks on how to protect yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the Tiko will most likely look like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 247px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542001488960810930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TOkk_c4x77I/AAAAAAAAAEw/bME6rfEnSkM/s320/images%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So , How to pretect yourself? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Answers below .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 371px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542006972149555410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TOkp-nW2YNI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ooOsqVhI9kA/s320/izeknowzkungf128389357470312500%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;YESH! LEARN KUNG FU! After learning some basic moves, You should be able to beat up the Tiko like ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 354px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542004117242497570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TOknYb_9yiI/AAAAAAAAAFA/tE6RVgKklC8/s320/cat_vs_dog%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"In your Face!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;But incase you meet the Tiko and you dont know Kungfu ... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) You're very Unlucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;2) Fret not..... You can&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;CALL LAONIANG ANGIE LOW !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 198px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542005720461841010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TOko1wdPknI/AAAAAAAAAFI/jlPqK3xKvYU/s320/imagesCACNXITW.jpg" /&gt; Errr , Opps, i mean ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542007628937319570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TOkqk2FQVJI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ksGSsSQAW-E/s320/41640_1399687915_3493903_n%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Aha ! But most Laoniang(s) look like the pic on top . With the "Imma-dig-out-your-eyeballs" face, not so wen rou de.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Laoniang got skill ok. One kick and I bet you fly dao ~ .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So you tikos there, if you Read this post , Dont Harm any of my female friends. (Or even male , LOL?) You will regret touching my girls especially... Or ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 29px;"&gt;You will face my Knife and I . &amp;gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;HAHAHA MIA YOU ARE SUPER SUPER FUNNY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-587027816538253786?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/587027816538253786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2010/11/blahhhhhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/587027816538253786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/587027816538253786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2010/11/blahhhhhh.html' title='BLAHHHHHH ! /.'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TOkk_c4x77I/AAAAAAAAAEw/bME6rfEnSkM/s72-c/images%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-5013060702409421704</id><published>2010-11-13T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T22:57:45.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a risk, make a change, take a chance~/.</title><content type='html'>Currently blogging using phone haha. Honestly, i dont really know how to blog with this. :/ i have no chemistry with such smartphones. Anyway, i think I'll be going on holidays soon.. finally! LOL. Sundays are always boring.. z. (And now, i realised i cant do paragraphing.Wtf?) Hope i get to use the comp soon :( HAHAHA. Bye for now. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-5013060702409421704?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/5013060702409421704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2010/11/take-risk-make-change-take-chance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/5013060702409421704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/5013060702409421704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2010/11/take-risk-make-change-take-chance.html' title='Take a risk, make a change, take a chance~/.'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-1625732121491598275</id><published>2010-11-07T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T06:41:53.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a love-sick Crack-head/.</title><content type='html'>I iz bored ):&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that PSLE is over, I'm not sure what are my plans now. We're like just killing time in school everyday! We should totally have some kind of activities or they can give us our year-end concert to prepare for. Yah, believe it or not Mrs Liu cancelled the concert. Unfair. All our seniors went through it under Mrs Sum and now this happens. What is this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I'll get piano back in track, fingers stiff from past 6 months already. I haven't do grade 5 theory yet -.- Which means i can't proceed taking my grade 7 exam. Die.. I forgot everything! Does that mean i'll have to wait till November next year to take theory examinations? :( And then my grade 7 in February 2012? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever. Get my grade 8 asap I shall stop and learn guitar HAHAHA. If my parents disagree I'll tell them my diploma can wait. No use to me anyway unless I wanna become a piano teacher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH and voice grading. Took grade 3 voice at YMS in like june cos i wanted to try for DSA and all the choirs were like &lt;i&gt;at least grade 3 voice under abrsm or 2 years worth of experience in this cca&lt;/i&gt;. I have the exp thing but since already attained grade 2 might as well get grade 3, no harm. Oh it was super scary :( Ended up with a Merit again HAHAHA OKAY. But now I'm not under hipsc anymore so I wonder if the future choir I'm joining will send us to take Voice exam too. :) It'd be so cool if I attain a grade 5!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stopped Art at NAFA too. Unsure if I want to go back for a little of 'art tuition', but when I applied in 2006 i only received my registration letter in 2008 -.- then went there till 2010. Their waiting list is woah. So if I apply again, do I have to wait? Forget about art bah. Try something else :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala. Basically i'm awaiting for the real holidays to come. School everyday is just like free period all the way lah. Occasionally asked to shush cos the other levels are having exams (Awwww) Doing some tag replies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessa: Ohh of course LOL. Why not? *wink&lt;br /&gt;Jazzi: Okay. Relinked!&lt;br /&gt;Kathy: Surprised? LOL I always listen to kpop i think it's quite cool ^^&lt;br /&gt;Brenda: Sure. Relinked!&lt;br /&gt;Vienna: Omg Thanks! Hahaha. Linked.&lt;br /&gt;Nicole: k. Relinked. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-1625732121491598275?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/1625732121491598275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2010/11/like-love-sick-crack-head.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/1625732121491598275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/1625732121491598275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2010/11/like-love-sick-crack-head.html' title='Like a love-sick Crack-head/.'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-6728948270721163458</id><published>2010-10-29T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T23:00:53.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You make me wanna die/.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TMq-HCH4v6I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OXACvluKIUg/s1600/67245_451436333220_521473220_5199296_7271838_s%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 98px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 130px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533444120216387490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TMq-HCH4v6I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OXACvluKIUg/s320/67245_451436333220_521473220_5199296_7271838_s%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok the above picture. The Y Was made by Jiayu darling (Angela) LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Y for Yudian i guess. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;She was like: CHERISH THIS PIC OR YOU DIE. (super violent okay.)&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah so, thanks Ange , I think it looks nice. Haha! ( thought im not getting it :/ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so unproductive lately. Doing nothing on a daily basis. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-6728948270721163458?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/6728948270721163458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2010/10/ok-above-picture.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/6728948270721163458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/6728948270721163458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2010/10/ok-above-picture.html' title='You make me wanna die/.'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/TMq-HCH4v6I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OXACvluKIUg/s72-c/67245_451436333220_521473220_5199296_7271838_s%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446539431952433896.post-5090062029022641005</id><published>2010-10-27T00:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T06:38:20.172-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH OH OH SO CRAZY/.</title><content type='html'>Gosh i just realised, it's been so long since i had updated. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, &lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9966;"&gt;the freak exams are over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;. In fact, that's quite some time ago. But i guess im too lazy to update. haha. And i forgot so much about HTML coding. ):&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deleted all my posts. one year of posts from primary 5 to now. I just relised how lame i used to be  LOL. I'm gonna start all over again.&lt;br /&gt;It feels so empty viewing my blog right. i shall go add some music! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8446539431952433896-5090062029022641005?l=falling-frombelow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/feeds/5090062029022641005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2010/10/oh-oh-oh-so-crazy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/5090062029022641005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8446539431952433896/posts/default/5090062029022641005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falling-frombelow.blogspot.com/2010/10/oh-oh-oh-so-crazy.html' title='OH OH OH SO CRAZY/.'/><author><name>Xinyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15642046156595480153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oF5AhvipPJo/StgwHvpCmBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AaQxOTmTe78/S220/DSCN2437.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
