<?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-19693827</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:56:12.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freak Versus Martian</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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on to things i actually wont use as i had intended when i cldnt bear to discard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LJ= vulgar word omg disgusting hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-6836312942389318311?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/6836312942389318311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=6836312942389318311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/6836312942389318311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/6836312942389318311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2008/11/even-if-its-hiatus-its-damn-long-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-7085555504942924151</id><published>2008-10-20T01:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T01:05:08.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate you (seriously)</title><content type='html'>i'm sorry seems like all those late nights are catching up on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just click "hate pw" or something along those lines on blogsearch google and you'll probably get plenty of cursing and swearing. and sometimes you just wonder what you're doing wrong, pleasing everybody but yourself and those that actually matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha bye&lt;div 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repeat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-4391166773570360694?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/4391166773570360694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=4391166773570360694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/4391166773570360694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/4391166773570360694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2008/10/hope-and-chuck-palahniuk.html' title='hope and chuck palahniuk'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-3879972325197862403</id><published>2008-10-05T11:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T11:38:41.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>optimism is a gift you haven't given me yet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i realised, after consuming a whole lot of korean junk (movies, tv serials) going back to western stuff just makes the latter look so much better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pgJeiqW3uXM/SOg1sfrb6uI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_0XXtV8YanM/s1600-h/juno.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253508003861883618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="320" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pgJeiqW3uXM/SOg1sfrb6uI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_0XXtV8YanM/s320/juno.bmp" width="205" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pgJeiqW3uXM/SOg1sfrb6uI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_0XXtV8YanM/s1600-h/juno.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if i'm the second last person on earth to watch this, you better go get the dvd! gd movie. lines are way clever. music is tasteful especially since the lyrics dont make much sense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nice one ellen page.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pgJeiqW3uXM/SOg1sfrb6uI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_0XXtV8YanM/s1600-h/juno.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pgJeiqW3uXM/SOg1sfrb6uI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_0XXtV8YanM/s1600-h/juno.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pgJeiqW3uXM/SOg1sfrb6uI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_0XXtV8YanM/s1600-h/juno.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-3879972325197862403?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/3879972325197862403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=3879972325197862403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/3879972325197862403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/3879972325197862403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2008/10/optimism-is-gift-you-havent-given-me.html' title='optimism is a gift you haven&apos;t given me yet'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pgJeiqW3uXM/SOg1sfrb6uI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_0XXtV8YanM/s72-c/juno.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-8329653193823543098</id><published>2008-10-02T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T03:15:33.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we all are ugly sometimes</title><content type='html'>i have decided to extend my post-exam break cuz yknow. bri just ferried off to her vaca today so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at how happy we are now, school-less, workless. this is the way its supposed to be :D. past 3 days have been a blast, lets press repeat plzzz. no mood at all to return to school + bleak timetable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gdnight gdmorning&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-8329653193823543098?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/8329653193823543098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=8329653193823543098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/8329653193823543098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/8329653193823543098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2008/10/we-all-are-ugly-sometimes.html' title='we all are ugly sometimes'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-8080676709087557380</id><published>2008-09-30T00:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T01:36:21.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how i met my parents</title><content type='html'>for my wilful negligence my blog has suffered name calling- cobweb, mosquito (in stagnant water), graveyard, tombstone, ghost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you all for your kind suggestions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROMOS ARE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OVERRR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;. eh wait no i still got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pw&lt;/span&gt; and A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lvl&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; whoa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;SHIOK&lt;/span&gt;- a celebration for sarcasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;to commemorate my parents' bday, which was erm 2 days ago (i'm sorry i'm late got promos la and f1), i'll recollect a quote or 2 to prove how KICKASS my parents are. yes i'm using factual sources to prove= reliability history teacher plz give me more marks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the night before a promo paper...&lt;br /&gt;des: dad plz wake me up at 10.30pm cuz i'm very tired now but need to study&lt;br /&gt;dad: ok&lt;br /&gt;mum: eh the korean show starts at 11.&lt;br /&gt;dad: no korean show for des.&lt;br /&gt;des: but i wanna watch!&lt;br /&gt;dad: ok then you've got 30mins just nice to study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on ponning school...&lt;br /&gt;dad: the school is the dead.&lt;br /&gt;des: whoa so 1984-sounding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on pw eom word limit...&lt;br /&gt;dad: they ask you to think out of the box, but they give you a box to think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon receiving O lvl results...&lt;br /&gt;des: dad omg i got 6!! (amidst noise, over the phone)&lt;br /&gt;dad: huh what 16? ok i'll tell mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first O lvl paper and i'm nervous...&lt;br /&gt;my mum shouts across her office carpark saying :aja fighting! (korean way of saying jiayou)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon receiving O lvl chinese results...&lt;br /&gt;des: c6!!! (send text)&lt;sent&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum: yea thats my girl! *censored mushy words (send text)&lt;sent&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on curfews...&lt;br /&gt;mum: you girlgirl ah got reputation to keep cannot stay out too late ahh...(nagging)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum and i havent come to an agreement on curfew yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok whoa too much blogging bad for my blood see y'all soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-8080676709087557380?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/8080676709087557380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=8080676709087557380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/8080676709087557380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/8080676709087557380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2008/09/how-i-met-my-parents.html' title='how i met my parents'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-4177474967184086204</id><published>2008-08-23T05:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T05:17:35.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgJeiqW3uXM/SK8sohpeXvI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/va7tgvUmMpo/s1600-h/Snapshot_20080823_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237453966393892594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgJeiqW3uXM/SK8sohpeXvI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/va7tgvUmMpo/s320/Snapshot_20080823_8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RETARDS ARE US!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5:17am hit us up at macs, westside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-4177474967184086204?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/4177474967184086204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=4177474967184086204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/4177474967184086204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/4177474967184086204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2008/08/retards-are-us-517am-hit-us-up-at-macs.html' title=''/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgJeiqW3uXM/SK8sohpeXvI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/va7tgvUmMpo/s72-c/Snapshot_20080823_8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-3211311608192006927</id><published>2008-08-13T01:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T01:58:32.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>made</title><content type='html'>i decided i missed my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i want to say thanks to felicia for inviting us over to sp on monday. my first time in there. the place where we studied, concourse is sooo cold. and below, the first air-con less macs i've ever since but veryvery cheap macs. they lower the prices lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;national day = long weekend :D&lt;br /&gt;strange, what i enjoyed most was family dinner. omg food was so good no wonder the queue outside always same length one. i gorged myself, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye healthy living. hello pork knuckles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway gdluck all poly students sitting for exams. after that slack for 7WEEKS while the rest of us suckers who chose JC and those taking O lvls slog. yay win-lose situation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-3211311608192006927?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/3211311608192006927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=3211311608192006927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/3211311608192006927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/3211311608192006927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2008/08/made.html' title='made'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-7077378091247938873</id><published>2008-07-19T12:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T12:23:49.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why so serious?!</title><content type='html'>WHY SO SERIOUS?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heath ledger's take on The Joker will be hard to beat. it was such a good movie with a string of A-list actors, better go catch it if you have'nt!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-7077378091247938873?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/7077378091247938873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=7077378091247938873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/7077378091247938873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/7077378091247938873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2008/07/why-so-serious.html' title='why so serious?!'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-5589114768699798074</id><published>2008-07-12T16:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T16:54:43.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little smile might just do the trick</title><content type='html'>time for a little reminising...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg35/cult-fiction/profile/DSC00213.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg35/cult-fiction/profile/th_DSC00213.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg35/cult-fiction/profile/DSC01581.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg35/cult-fiction/profile/th_DSC01581.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would really like to share whats going on in my life right now with people who bother to visit this blog. but i think i'm selfish enough to get caught up in it too much and run away with it. sighz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and CT results. i thought i did better than expected, but when i wrote it all down on a piece of scrap paper, i realised tt only applies to h1 subs. why? because i just so happen to like my h1 subs plus desperate to pass chinese. chinese is my best!! i passed whooo :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my 2 h2 subs so far: EE. pass can already la hor. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for a little tribute:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg35/cult-fiction/profile/DSC01628.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg35/cult-fiction/profile/th_DSC01628.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sri my chinese friend! you the best ok. meeting up with you that day and bumping into your "yumyum" was hilarious. really that guy is hot, don't care about what others say. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and check out the lady in between us here- we being the shameless-camwhorers-in-the-public-toilets that we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg35/cult-fiction/profile/DSC01629.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg35/cult-fiction/profile/th_DSC01629.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shucks i'm late for church. byebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-5589114768699798074?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/5589114768699798074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=5589114768699798074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/5589114768699798074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/5589114768699798074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2008/07/little-smile-might-just-do-trick.html' title='a little smile might just do the trick'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg35/cult-fiction/profile/th_DSC00213.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-6866958857630897587</id><published>2008-06-29T00:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T00:18:42.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clevers titles run out of style too</title><content type='html'>one stress after another manzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CTs ended. its 12plusam, i'm cramming for chinese orals. theres alot left to do and i have chinese tuition at 8am tomorrow. how nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an S grade for chinese, i'll break my back for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brb ok&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-6866958857630897587?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/6866958857630897587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=6866958857630897587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/6866958857630897587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/6866958857630897587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2008/06/clevers-titles-run-out-of-style-too.html' title='clevers titles run out of style too'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-6751334686398106859</id><published>2008-06-03T11:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T12:05:30.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one day at a time</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg35/cult-fiction/random/DSC00728.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg35/cult-fiction/random/th_DSC00728.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGZ i didnt know i had this pic! taken on samuel's bday i believe. haha "love is in the eye contact". ok ELSA DONT KILL ME/ hope she doesnt see this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually wanted to go to school yesterday but i fell sick on sunday nightz, sorry siyi! hmm i wonder if she still went?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling much better now after all that snoozing yesterday, at last the throbbing headache is gone!but i'm stuck at home for another day, still having coughing fits once in awhile :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more pics soon, just too lazy to upload now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-6751334686398106859?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/6751334686398106859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=6751334686398106859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/6751334686398106859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/6751334686398106859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2008/06/one-day-at-time.html' title='one day at a time'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg35/cult-fiction/random/th_DSC00728.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-4585157976926065555</id><published>2008-05-21T22:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T22:23:14.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi my name is mood-breaker</title><content type='html'>eh people seem to be emo-ing and thinking and feeling unhappy things at the moment. cheer up kids! june hols are coming, dont need to put up with __ (insert name of your choice here)&lt;insert&gt; &lt;insert&gt;for a whole month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now i havent done any work since i got home. very tired but i just can't seem to sleep. how can i when its CHAMPS LEAGUE FINAL in a couple of hours. ahhhh!!!! runs around the house jumping with excitement*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting the hockey finals after school tomorrow. particularly the girls match. go hockey girls!!! yay for once, they let the whole j1 cohort off, and right timing at that :D hopefully after that we can go catch grace in action (performing that is), and this time, lets get her &lt;em&gt;proper flowers?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers to the holidays!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-4585157976926065555?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/4585157976926065555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=4585157976926065555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/4585157976926065555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/4585157976926065555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2008/05/hi-my-name-is-mood-breaker.html' title='hi my name is mood-breaker'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-1166684085553903807</id><published>2008-05-19T01:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T01:53:43.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when the master bows down to the servant</title><content type='html'>howdy folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for the sa band concert earlier. the "musical" was hilarious! those who didnt attend missed out on a good laugh. stupid nicole tan aka ms pasa malam '08, wacked me many times with the booklet during the interval and i'll like her to know i didnt appreciate that! i was surprised to see sam there as well. ah how i miss spending recess playing soccer with her, those were the days! sadly didnt have much time to catch up :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end of this week was especially welcomed, plus a couple of good things happened!&lt;br /&gt;- scholarship (by luck and teacher's help). oh dear now i have to find and wear black court shoes, very gross prospect.&lt;br /&gt;- chinese test! the first chinese test i took this year that i have a dim hope of getting an S grade for, just lovely! and my new chinese teacher, as it turns out, is as nice as my old one, plus funnier! cheers xie lao shi.&lt;br /&gt;-history test wasnt so bad. managed to crap out 3 pages on marshall plan and berlin blockade. didnt study for the latter and literally, me and my classmates made our own versions history haha. pleaseplease give me a D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there you go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-1166684085553903807?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/1166684085553903807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=1166684085553903807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/1166684085553903807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/1166684085553903807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2008/05/when-master-bows-down-to-servant.html' title='when the master bows down to the servant'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-8485149550672731823</id><published>2008-05-12T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T21:19:18.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in a hurry, friend?</title><content type='html'>dead blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been taken on a joyride. life happens! and i'm very happily caught up with it. will post properly when i find a more appropriate time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to dig deep, and give it my all for chinese and pw.&lt;br /&gt;two very intimidating aspects, what if i fall short?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;there's no need to say or feel sorry when you're not even in the wrong :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-8485149550672731823?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/8485149550672731823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=8485149550672731823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/8485149550672731823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/8485149550672731823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2008/05/in-hurry-friend.html' title='in a hurry, friend?'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-2708428704037612377</id><published>2008-04-28T21:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T22:05:58.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nearly a friend, but can i not know you?</title><content type='html'>as if Friday and Saturday werent awesome enough, i had dinner with my pal last night! its so comforting when you don't have trust issues with the person sitting across from you at the dinner table. better still if she never runs out of hilarious things to say. thanks g! for meeting up even though you've stumped with work. cheers man, those 4 years werent totally hopeless i met you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent bday dinner with some of pae a07. they're the bomb! and seeing faz again was totally :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great Spy concert with my classmates Charlene and Rachel they're fun to be around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday lunch with the churchies :D, late for church (as usual oops)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday dinner with Kids With Problems and window shopping. p.s always and forever the homiez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many many pics over the past few days but i'm busy now upload asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grateful&lt;/strong&gt; for the sms-es, hugs, gifts, thoughts, words, cakes, treats YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its time to stop slacking so much in school. we could do so much better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-2708428704037612377?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/2708428704037612377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=2708428704037612377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/2708428704037612377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/2708428704037612377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2008/04/nearly-friend-but-can-i-not-know-you.html' title='nearly a friend, but can i not know you?'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-6366682633412204512</id><published>2008-04-23T00:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T00:53:26.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and excitement you can't sweat out</title><content type='html'>HEYY! in a particularly good mood because our school day was cut short by 5 hours due to...class cancellation. and tomorrow i'm not heading to school- four day work week yea! stc had sch hol on monday too congrats you guys ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i figured i shall put up some random/ stupid stuff that chases the sch-blues away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. &lt;/strong&gt;(it went something along the lines of) dm: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"to the guys, this is your final warning! get your hair cut by today or you'll have to see the school bubble!" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok well i cant rmb exactly what he said but the most impt part is the last word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg35/cult-fiction/DSC01502.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg35/cult-fiction/th_DSC01502.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click on the pic and look closely! yea well we are a bunch of sickos i guess. this at block H, level3 fyi. i think someone in my class said "the placement is abit off" hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg35/cult-fiction/DSC01503.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg35/cult-fiction/th_DSC01503.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our CT! oh how much a05 loves her! we pissed her off today, a couple of us were dozing off and many didnt revise the text like she told us to. as punishment we got released 10mins earlier?&lt;br /&gt;this is a censored version by the way. knowing that shes conscious of the zits though mosey assured her "everyone has zits!" and i have to respect her privacy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. &lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg35/cult-fiction/DSC01505.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg35/cult-fiction/th_DSC01505.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one full hour of dozing in chinese class! i've never slept so long in class before, new record for me. ok nothing to be proud of, but credits to lauren for the evidence. i have a pic of sirhan sleeping in econs. but being nice, i shallnt post it haha. dont we all look hilarious sleeping with our mouths open...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna blog about the weekend but i hate long posts, another time then. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-6366682633412204512?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/6366682633412204512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=6366682633412204512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/6366682633412204512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/6366682633412204512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2008/04/and-excitement-you-cant-sweat-out.html' title='and excitement you can&apos;t sweat out'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-5333031700404816693</id><published>2008-04-14T00:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T01:57:37.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not-so-great escape</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg35/cult-fiction/profile/DSC00367.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg35/cult-fiction/profile/th_DSC00367.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only we could swing away again.&lt;br /&gt;almost as though the chill is in my face.&lt;br /&gt;we float.&lt;br /&gt;boundless, weightless.&lt;br /&gt;beyond the comprehension of my physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha hi! its 2am, the house is quiet except for eisley playing on my speakers. gotta love eisley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched &lt;em&gt;The Band's Visit&lt;/em&gt; just now, an israeli film. first time i watched a movie with sistic tickets. abit underexposed to international films. luckily, we have my brother, so my family can act like we're very intellectual and eccentric (in other words, artsy) by participating in the film fest! good for us. the film was enjoyable, some parts really made the whole cinema laugh out loud. time well spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;late-night date with econs, yay me :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: way to go Man Utd!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-5333031700404816693?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/5333031700404816693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=5333031700404816693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/5333031700404816693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/5333031700404816693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2008/04/if-only-we-could-swing-away-again.html' title='not-so-great escape'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg35/cult-fiction/profile/th_DSC00367.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-128333476517328690</id><published>2008-04-08T23:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T00:02:51.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want to rest my head on your shoulder</title><content type='html'>its 11.47pm i havent done any work and i cant seem to get started on my lit essay.&lt;br /&gt;all i need is a burst of inspiration and my essay should take flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. last friday was fun! spoke to foo lao shi for awhile it was the highlight of it all! i wont ever forget her and maggielee. brina i read your LJ and i'm really sorry you werent exactly enjoying yourself. sorry for dragging you there, sorry for saying we were going to play soccer. i realised its natural instinct for me to head the other direction when i see F.P. shall make it up to you soon. kids with probs shall reunite and go shopping this sunday if sri doesnt have her school function thingy! my muchi friend is so busy these days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh and i have some pictures. forgot to bring my cam though so didnt take much. upload another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese lesson today was very...happening. i might have broken the keyboard table (omg), natalie was happily playing her __ (addict i tell you, ADDICT!), and rachel lin and i were trying to listen to siyi's ipod. before you knew it lesson over i showed up for the sake of showing up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks AHS and superhideous for coming all the way to SA today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;do you know where your heart is/ do you think you can find it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~OneRepublic&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-128333476517328690?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/128333476517328690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=128333476517328690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/128333476517328690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/128333476517328690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-want-to-rest-my-head-on-your-shoulder.html' title='i want to rest my head on your shoulder'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-7453867355229757220</id><published>2008-04-03T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T23:29:14.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nice on the eye, pain in the heart</title><content type='html'>i've been blogging once a week. feel like i'm very much indebted to the kids who actually still bother to come visit. i know it sucks to visit peoples blogs and realise they have'nt updated since the last time you were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm really damn lazy!!! and i'm supposed to be doing some school work. and its getting really quite late right now. and i have a long day ahead tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats why i'll blog tomorrow...or sometime soon. i'm sooo stoked about tomorrow get to catch up with the friends i havent seen in what feels like ages. yayy. tgif forever.&lt;br /&gt;and back to stc. the place i used to "lovingly" call the &lt;strong&gt;forsaken piece of land. &lt;/strong&gt;of course i take that back now. reminising about the fond and not-so-fond memories in stc is something i've not had the time nor the emotional space to do but maybe i shall do it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm blabbering hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a better post next time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-7453867355229757220?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/7453867355229757220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=7453867355229757220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/7453867355229757220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/7453867355229757220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2008/04/nice-on-eye-pain-in-heart.html' title='nice on the eye, pain in the heart'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-5395470389774716200</id><published>2008-03-28T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T00:02:11.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>carefree, careless. take things for granted then regret when i'm alone with my thoughs</title><content type='html'>ahh no energy to blog! story of my life this week. must be having to tolerate the nuisance of the superhideous thats sucking all my energy, as i've told her! and of course long school hours plus workload. pw + gp sucky combination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today was a good day tgif of course. short school day. then i went NJ and met up with A.H.S! ahh shes a gem of a friend to say the least. so funny, entertaining, honest, easy to talk to, innocent etcetc. thanks for the msg too ahh so sweet too sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg35/cult-fiction/profile/desphonecamalbum2008.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg35/cult-fiction/profile/th_desphonecamalbum2008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg35/cult-fiction/profile/DSC01416.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg35/cult-fiction/profile/th_DSC01416.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;collapsed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-5395470389774716200?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/5395470389774716200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=5395470389774716200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/5395470389774716200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/5395470389774716200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2008/03/carefree-careless-take-things-for.html' title='carefree, careless. take things for granted then regret when i&apos;m alone with my thoughs'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg35/cult-fiction/profile/th_desphonecamalbum2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-8412180452335803049</id><published>2008-03-21T01:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T02:19:40.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>patience for patience sake</title><content type='html'>four day work week folks!! thats great news huh. oh shucks badminton with "kids with problems" cancelled. so i guess tomorrow i'm attending mass at 11, then hair cut (FINALLY you owe me 20 bucks my dearest jy), then (pae)a07 meeting again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa seriously i gotta stop saying "lets meet up to mug" and then we freaking meet up to talk shit for hours and hours, watching our lives go by.&lt;br /&gt;i have chinese tuition hw, math tut, blahblah i cant rmb wat else :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so erm. today. couldnt get my sushi buffet fix ahhhh! nevermind natalie (the one who detests losing to me in anything and everything because very lose face for her) promised we'll go sometime whoo. after that it was the whole evening and night chillin' in sajc/spiderweb place/macs. tsk i miss having some people around in sa :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to: &lt;strong&gt;elsa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh lit extraordinaire! no more sleeping for me and depending on you for answers during lectures and arguing together about retarded lit interpretations shucks! no more walking with you and nicole liang through jacob ballas in the tranquil of every morning, no more cheating khoo during p.e, no more tag-teaming to suan leena to her face. thank god for sfc and morning worship ;D haha and not forgetting that damn funny moment when i said "eh elsa lets go play badminton after p.e on monday" and you gave me the omg-why-on-earth-shitface...priceless!!!&lt;br /&gt;actually if it was'nt for elsa, i may not even be in sajc now hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm seriously getting tired, need a rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-8412180452335803049?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/8412180452335803049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=8412180452335803049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/8412180452335803049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/8412180452335803049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2008/03/patience-for-patience-sake.html' title='patience for patience sake'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-6692518046874489594</id><published>2008-03-16T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T23:20:08.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life made simple.</title><content type='html'>hey hey heyyy finally done with gp! well its very rough around the edges and still needs alot of editing but at last whooo ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i was reading the papers the other day, the report titled&lt;em&gt; varsity squeeze&lt;/em&gt; i believe? hmm as i've complained to my parents, all this madness is really killing me. i dont need all this grading systems to make me happy. and get this. this girl got like A,B,E for her 3 h2 subs and she cant even get into business school. what is this!! i want to go to business sch (probably)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always had this policy for myself: play it safe, dont set too high goals. the lower the expectations, the lower the risk of letting these expectations down right? but i guess my aim for all Bs and one A for As is probably going down the drain after i read about that girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway so heres my new (in 2 years time) plan: if i cant make it into nus, then smu. if not then overseas! but yea theres this sense of uneasiness. i have 2 brothers. my parents need to pay for their education too. plus my bro wants to do medicine hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was also pondering over the whole frenzy about getting into the best schools and all this competition. all this for more cash when we enter the workforce? well who doesnt want more cash, humans have unlimited wants! but then i know for a fact, i want to be happy in future, but that doesnt mean i'm willing to sacrifice my happiness now. besides, whos to say we'll be alive tomorrow? as i have done for the last 10 years of my sch career, i like to do the acceptable minimum in school. just finish my hw as best as i can, study for tests the night before, slack cca, cip just do the bare minimum too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my ability to slack but still make it through school pretty well is what gives me so much time to have fun, treasure my youth! nevermind if theres no straight As at the end of jc life, no stunning cca and cip record, no scholarships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to join this race.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-6692518046874489594?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/6692518046874489594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=6692518046874489594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/6692518046874489594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/6692518046874489594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2008/03/life-made-simple.html' title='life made simple.'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-2859905284224534335</id><published>2008-03-09T00:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T03:21:22.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the agony of reality</title><content type='html'>i'm super worn out right now but i'm here because 1.i havent posted in a long time and my blog misses me and 2.i wont have time tmr to blog! so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week was a week of birthdays. about 4 i think. yepp lots of cake eating...or rather smashing! that was fun :D, until elsa spilled some on my beloved sa tie :(. oops gross i didnt wash my tie after that haha. but nevermind it was her bday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Levels. man are the people i know all straight A geniuses? haha congrats to all, esp jy, the girl who kept saying after her papers that it was "pretty bad in there" and downing redbull nonstop as if they came down from trees! haha yea you can PARTY now, you deserve it ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mosaic tmr! two words. super. stoked! tmr is indie night. FREE live gd music who can possibly resist. people head on down to esplanade if you can, dont miss out! esp since its not everyday in s'pore can we get to experience this, only once a year hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARCH HOLS WHOOO! i got lots of hw :( looking on the bright side of things, at least i dont have to wake up so early every morn. shiok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday/ last day of term 1. super anti-climax la the econs test. dont ask me why i think i've explained it to too many people damn sian alr haha. but yea it was funny and hooray, no one has to go back for econs remedial!&lt;br /&gt;after that met up with sri at ps, impromptu meeting. it was so gd to see her after so long. plus in her uni whoa! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super tired gtg cheers pple&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-2859905284224534335?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/2859905284224534335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=2859905284224534335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/2859905284224534335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/2859905284224534335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-super-weared-out-now-but-im-here.html' title='the agony of reality'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-2117909838377182988</id><published>2008-02-27T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T23:26:56.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sincere concern and pretense...can you tell the difference</title><content type='html'>currently i'm trying to catch up on h2 math (lagging behind by FOUR chapts because i didnt take it for 1st intake). but, i wouldnt have left 08ao7 during pae for the world! and they dont take h2 math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, alot of energy is now taken up by school because we actually have to pay attention now. and my very intelligent friend denise AHEM can still find time to draw her anime girls at the left side of her page during math today! when i was trying desperately to follow the teacher?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird friends rule!! nice one denise :D, cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more thing. happy 17th bday felicia!! yet another year. heres to many more entertaining masses where we bully each other and text etcetc. i'll never forget the time we spent studying at macs and over at your house on whole saturdays just for Os and laughing at nonsense like me calling your jay chou ah chou! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg now, chimos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.s: i'll never forget your quote from the yellowcard song yeah!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-2117909838377182988?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/2117909838377182988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=2117909838377182988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/2117909838377182988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/2117909838377182988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2008/02/sincere-concern-and-pretensecan-you.html' title='sincere concern and pretense...can you tell the difference'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-6296971000438135939</id><published>2008-02-22T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T22:37:49.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cliche works half the time</title><content type='html'>another day in the crazy life of des.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm back in sajc. yes no joke. it feels right to be back with the saints family!&lt;br /&gt;i thank God for the most understanding parents. they trust that i know what i'm doing and that makes me feel great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not possible for everyone to get their appeals accepted, but i can only pray that my friends can get use to their schs with time and see that things will turn out fine in the end, because its all god's will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-6296971000438135939?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/6296971000438135939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=6296971000438135939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/6296971000438135939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/6296971000438135939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2008/02/cliche-works-half-time.html' title='cliche works half the time'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-5723642405685034366</id><published>2008-02-17T22:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T00:03:44.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all we need is time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;jy! will you quit nudging me? hey rmb the time i smashed bday cake in your face?! haha ok random..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;life is the shit for me right now. i mean in a gd way. for once sch has no homework, stress, just fun. and my weekends have been spent feasting. or gorging if you want a more specific image.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this year my nan really outdid herself. no curry, but pork chop, king of kings cereal prawns, some ginormous fish (couldnt be bothered to ask what type since i was too busy stuffing it into my mouth), hei zou made from scratch, chicken wings...well you get the idea. deep fried, and exorbitant quantity were the themes of the day...for just the five of us. yum! thanks nan you're the best chinese cook ever! too bad i didnt take photos forgot to bring my phone!!! as if pigging out wasnt bad enough already, i fell asleep on her living room couch shortly after :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i dont know if jeanne still reads my blog but. happy belated 17th jeanne!! sorry abit late :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;come back to s'pore soon please. i bet all the hawker uncles miss you? and rmb the shots we took of sam sleeping? hilarious!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today/sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i got rudely awaken by my dad twice today. man as if every weekday morning for sch isnt enough?! so we headed over to my mum's friend's place for gathering. with a very unhappy passenger beside me in the back seat i must say. had a nice little catch up with all my mum's sec sch classmates. dont ask me how i know them...somehow they are etched in a minute fraction of my childhood memories. played pool in their living room. had a game with this boy, won. played with my bro, lost :/ but only narrowly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;speaking of over-eating. i just had a large pack of prawn crackers (calbee original my fav!) and instant noodles for supper. but i promised i wont talk weight issues or risk being labelled an ac snob...so there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;V day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;on wednesday went to find presents. met up with the kids with probs crew late at vivo. i remember feeling super bummed from the lack of energy but time spent with them is so precious now, especially since we're going diff sch :/ had a nice dinner by the steps out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;next morning, i woke up at 6.45 to find myself late!! first thing i thought...brina!!! suddenly my house phone rang and it was her. sorry dude!! i owe you one! luckily shes atheletic can sprint to the busstop. if it was me i wouldve just taken the cab. and the mini snicker bars i bought! all eager to be eaten by schmates. now they're so lonely in my fridge. pple keep telling me to eat them but unfortunately, i was one of the lucky or unlucky few born without a sweet tooth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this coming week is JAE. i dont know if i'm ready to leave sa yet. i dreamt of being a saint since i was in sec 3 and now i'm gonna throw it all away? well the trick is. when you're not perfectly comfortable with something. you just ignore it, block it out, and go with the flow. as if you have any other choice?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;gdnight :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-5723642405685034366?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/5723642405685034366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=5723642405685034366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/5723642405685034366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/5723642405685034366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2008/02/all-we-need-is-time.html' title='all we need is time'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-5668083942013838223</id><published>2008-02-10T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T00:04:26.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pride and paranoia</title><content type='html'>i/am/just/so/darn/lazy...to/blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glad i got that off my chest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cny was all that i expected it to be!! except late night macs but i got something in exchange ;) i think i'm gonna feel the pinch of the burnout though this coming week...oh no :/&lt;br /&gt;anyway...i enjoyed the hols while it lasted, no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frankly speaking...&lt;br /&gt;i have this strong feeling that i'm ready to move on to the next stage of my life. not just in the academic and social sense but in other aspects. i'm definitely ready to push for my freedom more than i ever have. i'm sick and tired of being controlled by sudden curfews and other shit. i'm starting to think you are __. (gives a bu shuang face)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i said my peace, the blog has done its job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;satisfaction is necessary.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-5668083942013838223?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/5668083942013838223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=5668083942013838223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/5668083942013838223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/5668083942013838223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2008/02/pride-and-paranoia.html' title='pride and paranoia'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-4706307624970108089</id><published>2008-02-01T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T20:09:47.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all we need is a PLAN ;)</title><content type='html'>mae homiez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week was celebrating Os and class outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weeks 2 birthdays - martha's party and my bro's 21st!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week - CNY!!&lt;br /&gt;totally looking forward to cny. the way i see it, its a wonderful opportunity to pig out, stuff yourself absolutely silly and guess what? no one can call you a fatpig! hey its cny yo. sinfully pleasurable cookies and steamboat, here i come! not to mention the staying up till late with the cousins and drinking and if we're lucky, late night macs munching. now thats the life ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'll just like to give a shout out to my dear friend, Martha:&lt;br /&gt;happy seventeen my study buddy!! no seriously, you are without a doubt the best study friend i could ever wish for :D dont worry, i'll definitely return the favour this time around. anytime you need someone to accompany you to je lib or macs, i'll try my best to be there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Des&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-4706307624970108089?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/4706307624970108089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=4706307624970108089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/4706307624970108089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/4706307624970108089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2008/02/all-we-need-is-plan.html' title='all we need is a PLAN ;)'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-2505526445017031979</id><published>2008-01-25T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T03:07:00.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dramatic melody speaks</title><content type='html'>!!!! eh hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa yesterday was so YAY awesome. i'm saying "yesterday" cuz its already 2plus am. really psycho go high tons of times kind of nuts day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT. i dont like elaborating too much on any particular day cuz i feel its a little too self-indulgent. ok la nevermind this time its an exception right? i say right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i... tried to wake up early to put on contacts. but obviously snoozed alot. so ended up being a little late for school. met elsa at the usual meeting place, went for praise and worship. praise and worship is always super shiok even though i think i cant sing at all sometimes. ok not think but KNOW. christian, catholic, whats the diff? its all about spiritual unity and spreading the love man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok after that. classmates just randomly called and told me they were outside sch, so i went. elsa didnt, along with the guai peps. obviously i dont want to go for gp :/. lazy plus tired to. met them at macs for breakfast, then just lingered like a bunch of pai gias with black rap blasting at the public playground. by nine, we were finding a way to get into sch.&lt;br /&gt;lit class. we were sharing bubblegum, seeing this guy do his magic tricks and playing random games on the board. i rule tictactoe man! (as if anybody gives a __) then after that just sat around at the cafe for an hour an a half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch with denise, a friend i made in sa. we went to tiong. but you wouldnt really call it a lunch. we just had snacks. i was too nervous to finish my fries. can you believe it! me. the biggest fan of chips EVER, couldnt finish my fries. thats how nauseated i felt. uhuh. and i was getting restless kept fidgeting. even on the bus ride to sch. ona thanks for hearing me out on the bus! and thank god i had someone to stress out with during lunch, phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached sch. everyone was so damn calm! everyone except me. why ah?&lt;br /&gt;hall. the vp just went on and on and on...you get the idea. i bet nobody was listening. at moments i thought i was gonna explode just ask sri i kept tugging at her pinafore ha. and i saw Patng at the front, seated there calmly, with that smirk he uses exclusively for special occasions. and i rmb the bunch of us kept talking non-stop. so i thought he might be thinking "haha that desiree, still being so rebellious, i knew she wouldnt do well cuz she never listen to me". yeah i'm serious thats what i really thought so i kept hiding behind sri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then results time! everybody hushhush. ooo you could just cut the tension with a penknife!! everybody in blue, so desperately want to see their name on that white screen. madness. nine...eight...seven... i was just telling myself "come on 14 points come on!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then. madness!!!&lt;br /&gt;nothing compares to!&lt;br /&gt;crushcrushcrush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wanted to hug everybody in my class for gdluck. cuz obviously, i was damn lucky! yeah and this is why i love girl sec schs. you can do stuff like this. hug each other and get all emo and really truly care for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly i dont know how long we were in that hall. 2 hours give or take? but yeah. i'm not good at consoling people. in fact i'm just horrible at it :(. i didnt want to make them feel worse! so i went wandering around...took photos, thanked any teachers i bumped into. oh gosh i cried in front of ltt. now that i think of it, thats really embarrassing! double cringe :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha ok after that out with some classmates and we did the usual stuff pple do in vivo? yepp. damn lazy to elaborate already. too...many....words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chimos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God is here, in your heart, right beside you, holding your hand!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-2505526445017031979?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/2505526445017031979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=2505526445017031979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/2505526445017031979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/2505526445017031979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2008/01/dramatic-melody-speaks.html' title='dramatic melody speaks'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-204939913280950686</id><published>2008-01-23T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T23:34:55.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is. downright. uncomfortable</title><content type='html'>ahhh. dooms day dooms day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the smart kids. its going to be a day of ecstacy, jubilation, celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for kids like me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets just say it'll be a very different story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still super lazy to blog. the tv looks v. attractive right now. haha. and yeah all the best to everybody. whatever happens happens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cross our fingers and pray really hard ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-204939913280950686?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/204939913280950686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=204939913280950686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/204939913280950686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/204939913280950686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-is-downright-uncomfortable.html' title='this is. downright. uncomfortable'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-269387396842267264</id><published>2008-01-17T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T21:56:29.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>attack of our clones!!</title><content type='html'>so. i may or may not be in deep trouble tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, after all these years bending and breaking school rules, i may just get caught for one tiny little detail. ok maybe not tiny. but then again, if theres one thing i'm good at, its getting out of tough spots. i hope it works for me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope sa doesnt kick me out or anything serious, the party is just starting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news. HEROES 2 is starting soon i cant wait cant wait cant wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and did i mention? I CANT WAIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch or die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: aw the cheerleader gets a cute boyfriend :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-269387396842267264?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/269387396842267264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=269387396842267264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/269387396842267264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/269387396842267264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2008/01/attack-of-our-clones.html' title='attack of our clones!!'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-4940729645299641836</id><published>2008-01-14T01:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T01:28:37.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time to get in the Zone ;/</title><content type='html'>howdy mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh erm...i typed a nice little draft the other day, i reckon its not ready for public consumption though. maybe the subject is quite controversial. i was ranting about s'pores edcuation system you see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats new? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know my posts have'nt be forthcoming again lately. so, i promise to start blogging more regularly when i stop procrastinating ;)&lt;br /&gt;(i didnt promise to stop procrastinating. haha. eh i think i'm talking to myself. getting weirder and weirder everyday arent i)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides that, i realised my profile and '07 resolutions are (duh) outdated. so i'll fix that soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend, was just a blast. saturday was a very spiritually-enhancing hour at church, then off to the bar for some fruit punch (and other less innocent drinks).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today! happy 17th my bestest homie! you the girl J! thanks for the tummy-ache. heres the spew i owe you. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough of my nonsense, bye :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-4940729645299641836?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/4940729645299641836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=4940729645299641836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/4940729645299641836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/4940729645299641836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2008/01/time-to-get-in-zone.html' title='time to get in the Zone ;/'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-9217215037200639152</id><published>2008-01-07T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T00:42:13.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just a little bit of sweet wont hurt..</title><content type='html'>its past midnight, my room is in an unsightly mess, my stomach is running on low fuel, my eyes are tired, i havent packed my bag for school, i'm feeling very nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough reason for me &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; to blog about my nz trip yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok the thing is, a lot of people have been asking me "how was the trip?" since i got back home. and God bless them for their concern or curiousity, whichever comes first. i'm always giving the same answer though, "it was okay!."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there you go. as vague an answer as i can give but i feel like, that 3 word phrase best describes it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing is for sure. i dont want to go on trips with my parents again. go with friends more fun right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i'll upload all the pictures (nz trip, prom etcetc) soon on shutterfly.com so if anyone is really really bored and has absolutely nothing else to do to waste their life away, then...let me know and i'll give you my password. shutterfy is really dumb they dont allow people to view my account's photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is my first day of school! nervous because everyone else had their first day already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-9217215037200639152?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/9217215037200639152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=9217215037200639152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/9217215037200639152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/9217215037200639152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-little-bit-of-sweet-wont-hurt.html' title='just a little bit of sweet wont hurt..'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-8025578308752817022</id><published>2008-01-03T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T17:39:42.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last break out</title><content type='html'>i'm coming home real soon! last night here in nz. ahh so sad i cant escape school anymore.&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks went by faster than i expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xmas and new year was really nothing much here. but from those experiences, i really learnt to appreciate the company/ new friends i have here in nz and also the people back home, so thats a plus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had an awesome summer nonetheless and now its time to get back to my real world :/&lt;br /&gt;and i only just started shopping, plus theres still a billion acres of nz land to adventure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to get my bags packed, maybe squeezing some alcohol in the luggage somewhere...&lt;br /&gt;i better be off. really tired from a long evening spent dining heavily with some locals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pardon my posts, my thoughts are scattered and messy at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: &lt;em&gt;don't forget your promise! you*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-8025578308752817022?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/8025578308752817022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=8025578308752817022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/8025578308752817022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/8025578308752817022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2008/01/last-break-out.html' title='last break out'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-8561523633575775348</id><published>2007-12-28T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T18:02:24.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little less confidential...</title><content type='html'>i was just blog-surfing. and i realised. i'm really envious of the blogs/livejournals that post really often like almost daily. then everytime you visit the blogsite. maybe say once a week, you have lots to read. just in case you get bored of one post, you can always scroll down and read something else new and entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could be one of those enthusiastic bloggers. i really try to be loyal to this but i'm so slacker! to prove my laziness, this year i didnt even finish writing my christmas cards. i admit. i wrote about 25 cards and then gave up halfway. ah well i'll just keep the cards for next year haha :/ i really apologise if anyone sent me cards and i didnt send back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my christmas? it was the most low-key ever. but it wasnt as bad as it sounds. granted i miss the rowdiness and excitement of the city. but hey, theres alot of good things about this place that i could get used to. first thing that comes to mind- people here are so friendly to strangers! neighbours, shopkeepers, bus drivers... friendly people make the world go round for sure. i wish people in asia could be like that! theres also the cool weather of summer, and the abundance of space to enjoy here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya later! going to go watch k dramas now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers to the new year. time to start thinking of resolutions i can't keep ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-8561523633575775348?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/8561523633575775348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=8561523633575775348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/8561523633575775348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/8561523633575775348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/12/little-less-confidential.html' title='a little less confidential...'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-1541744002241091370</id><published>2007-12-21T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T04:25:32.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no time for a name</title><content type='html'>ok this is super last minute. gotta leave the house in ten! for a 2 week trip to isolation :(/ nz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanted to say... thanks to all the friends who've made my hols in singapore such a blast even though i was working most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are, (in no particular order): martha :), felicia, brina, sri-chi friend!, grandma/yan, shahilia, ginny, cheng.  edit: and most of all CO because i'm one of her 69 ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm v. pressed for time so i hope i didnt miss anyone out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parents are chasing me now they are super kan chiong, stressing out over no particular reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully when i reach the airport i'll have time to blog again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until then :D, take care everyone and happy hols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers, des&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-1541744002241091370?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/1541744002241091370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=1541744002241091370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/1541744002241091370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/1541744002241091370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/12/no-time-for-name.html' title='no time for a name'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-838920494787869376</id><published>2007-12-15T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T01:17:13.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>little miss not so confident (afterall)</title><content type='html'>i've gone so far now and it seems all this while i was just walking in one big circle without realising. and hey what do you know? i'm back to square one. yay me :(&lt;br /&gt;i've been admitted to cj because i put it as my first choice.&lt;br /&gt;some tell me to stay. whether its for their own selfish reasons is another story but i guess thats not that big a deal.&lt;br /&gt;some tell me to follow my heart. well what if my heart doesnt know what it wants? or what if i just cant tell what my heart wants? stay at cj? or appeal to sa?&lt;br /&gt;my dad says s.a because that was my dream at the start.&lt;br /&gt;mum says i'm being overly complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;god, if you're listening, i can only wish you would lead me in the darkness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. besides that. today is symbolically the day i made my first thousand! so anti-climax i know. but working has made me learn quite a bit, no doubt this experience has been fruitful. 2 more days and i'm done with the job! then its time to leave for nz. so fast wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm really tired after all that deliberating about JCs haha. and i still need to tidy up my messy room and get some christmas cards written. the procrastination has gone on for far too long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy weekend everybody. my last weekend in s'pore for year '07 :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-838920494787869376?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/838920494787869376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=838920494787869376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/838920494787869376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/838920494787869376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/12/little-miss-not-so-confident-afterall.html' title='little miss not so confident (afterall)'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-4428154785906849132</id><published>2007-12-09T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T00:08:06.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crushcrushcrush... since when did my titles get so unoriginal?</title><content type='html'>i love it when i'm laughing so bloody hard that my abdominal muscles start to ache and i need to bend over. the feeling of pain and pure ecstacy. laughter is like a drug, an abandonment of worries and fears, even if its just for a moment. for that moment, the only thing you know is that something can be so hysterical. good de-stress no joke. but you cant buy it, which makes it all the more precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm lucky enough to have been able to laugh myself silly over the last 2, 3 days. thank you friends for the great company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and people, if you havent already checked out the band &lt;em&gt;tokio hotel&lt;/em&gt;, please do. they're from germany. even though i think the twins (lead singer and guitarist) look weird i think they sound just awesome. check them out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of bands, i thought of a cool band name! haha and i dragged sri and brina into a make-believe band. we are the &lt;strong&gt;Kids With Problems&lt;/strong&gt; and we make heavy metal music and just act silly, camwhore in empty restrooms and laugh at each other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i better TRY to turn in early. work tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy the week people&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-4428154785906849132?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/4428154785906849132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=4428154785906849132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/4428154785906849132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/4428154785906849132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/12/crushcrushcrush-since-when-did-my.html' title='crushcrushcrush... since when did my titles get so unoriginal?'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-2425612359070228507</id><published>2007-12-05T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T23:57:14.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>space!</title><content type='html'>i laid off the blogging scene for awhile. i was just. in no mood?&lt;br /&gt;sounds like a bad excuse but at least its honest haha&lt;br /&gt;i guess i've just been caught up in a routine.&lt;br /&gt;weekdays are work, dinner out :), then home for some k dramas. i'm just too tired for anything more than that.&lt;br /&gt;weekends are friends :D :D shopping, shopping, arcades, movies, treats, skate shops ;)&lt;br /&gt;i can say i have truly experienced "living for the weekends".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i'm being honest here. to be clear, home is pretty much the last place i'll want to be if it wasnt for the tv, internet access, and my bed. i dont want to elaborate but lets just say the people in my house remind me of very upsetting thoughts. like a certain NZ trip.&lt;br /&gt;dont mean to be vague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but other than that. everythings been fine. i have PRINCESS SPARKLES for company, so i wont be lonely on christmas and new years in NZ. thanks NIC! what an awesome gift! its a tough act to follow but dont worry, you'll get your horse real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting super lazy now. but before i go, just like to say a big thanks to the friend who met me at the arcade yesterday with such short notice. you know who you are. we rule time crisis!!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-2425612359070228507?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/2425612359070228507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=2425612359070228507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/2425612359070228507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/2425612359070228507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/12/space.html' title='space!'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-8833748537549656869</id><published>2007-11-24T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T00:20:46.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>but then again...</title><content type='html'>howdy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 12 but i'm already dead tired. its been shopping mania these past 2 days. i've been torturing my legs. the weekdays this week have just been work, then bed at 12 latest. pretty routine 5 days. but being busy and making KA-CHING makes it alright for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i wonder if i should bore people with details about what i'm doing at my job. if anybody wants to know, just ask me haha. but i guess my answers to the typical question "what do you work as?" have been quite vague and uninformative. i find it hard to describe, and theres quite alot involved. basically, i handle files for the most part. my mum mentioned something about "filing clerk" so i hope people get some idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another subject, i didnt know people are already getting into the crazy festive shopping spirit. people are getting faster with such things. hello! its only november last i checked! i guess its all about business. the malls want to ring in the extra cash so the ELECTRICITY-WASTING christmas lights are a must as decorations to get everybody in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also need to get smarter with my finances so i can make the most out of it. so far i'm quite satisfied with my buys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the same time, i better remember to pay attention to God to make sure my materialistic self is in check.&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which, i hope people (including me) dont forget the real reason for christmas, as cliche as it sounds. i suggest watching the movie &lt;em&gt;The Nativity Story &lt;/em&gt;for a start.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;i watched it at the end of last year when it premiered and it warmed me quite surprisingly. normally i dont get moved by cheesy stuff but this show doesnt try too hard and or do anything elaborate to please. you are reminded that this simple, and probably the most repeated story in history can never be tired out. such is the wonder of jesus's birth. what a beautiful truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy whats left of the weekend and happy week ahead :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: brina, have a wonderful trip in nz!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-8833748537549656869?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/8833748537549656869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=8833748537549656869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/8833748537549656869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/8833748537549656869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/11/but-then-again.html' title='but then again...'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-7765819888764397718</id><published>2007-11-19T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T23:23:54.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>skin.</title><content type='html'>today will go down in history as my first day of work, ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm going off to watch K Dramas now haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry blog! i will add more details next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and HAPPY SWEET 16 &lt;strong&gt;Regine&lt;/strong&gt;!! really hope you had a good time like we did. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye peace everybody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-7765819888764397718?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/7765819888764397718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=7765819888764397718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/7765819888764397718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/7765819888764397718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/11/skin.html' title='skin.'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-4140359866636272534</id><published>2007-11-18T03:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T03:16:11.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the confession</title><content type='html'>i'm a failure at sleeping early. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sleeping hours are literally, 4am - 12++pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm starting work next week. which means i need to get up latest at 8.30 every morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;extra church stuff tomorrow. honestly, i dont know what to expect. but i'll just go with an open mind. hope god shows me my calling soon. i need some sense of direction. my spiritual being is practically non-existant in my consciousness, which is unreligious, which is scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in case anybody was wondering the roach is still hiding in my room. one day i'll catch the stupid bugger, just you wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gd morning&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-4140359866636272534?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/4140359866636272534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=4140359866636272534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/4140359866636272534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/4140359866636272534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/11/confession.html' title='the confession'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-5496117636400574381</id><published>2007-11-16T03:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T03:45:42.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>give it a name, then it can be judged.</title><content type='html'>common sense tells me i shouldnt be still up right now, given the amount of sleep i had yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but a bug is bugging me. a cockroach to be specific! how do you sleep when you know a pesty, filthy, nasty little thing is hiding among your books! okay i have to admit, cockroaches are a major phobia of mine. i've seen them running around when someone's trying to smack the living daylights out of them with a newspaper. and trust me not a pretty sight haha. if you dont think they're downright repulsive and cruel to the eye, something must not be quite right with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. so today was the big day. i mean yesterday. the precise word to use would be &lt;em&gt;eventful.&lt;/em&gt; gosh i've never seen so many digital snapshots being taken at one go. it was camwhore mania at prom. graduation ceremony in the morning was very mundane routine stuff but all the symbolism and lack of time left to spend with our schoolmates made it bearable, dare i say enjoyable in fact. deep deep deep down, i might just be a highly sentimental being. okay maybe not &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;deep ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a revelation hit me today: i'm not afraid to make a complete fool out of myself! for anyone who saw me dance today, you'll know i'm beyond hope when it comes to those sleek moves. but who cares i had a blast haha! its great that i'm becoming less and less affected by my thoughts on what others would think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though haizal didnt allow me to pull my prank hmph :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god bless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: my big brother is in hosp pray for him please. dont know how serious it is but dad tells me hes gone through the worst part of his illness so, not need to worry. hes suffering from "suspected apendicitis" by the way. just a couple of days and i've already forgotten how to spell my bio words, gd gracious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-5496117636400574381?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/5496117636400574381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=5496117636400574381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/5496117636400574381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/5496117636400574381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/11/give-it-name-then-it-can-be-judged.html' title='give it a name, then it can be judged.'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-4908282498872841886</id><published>2007-11-14T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T01:01:09.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finding my inner peace is a little too philosophical</title><content type='html'>where should i start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os was officially over at 10.30am yesterday. and i must say its just a load off my shoulders. to think i dont have to stress myself out over anything for the next 2 months. :D i'm a happy girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been enjoying myself ever since of course. dont have to be one of those that stresses herself out over what &lt;em&gt;prom&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;dress &lt;/em&gt;to wear. speaking of which, tomorrow is graduation and prom day. stc class of '07, this year is OUR year suckers!!! I never really thought about whats going to happen tomorrow. for the lack of a better word, all i can say is its STRANGE. we're gonna be school-less, pushed out of stc into this harsh harsh world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i used to complain so, so much about being in this school. but i can say in all sincerity that within this year i've learned to treasure what i've found here. 4 years ago i wouldve said i'll rather be in IJ toa payoh or St Nic's but now i see clearly, when i've reached the end of this protected path. admittedly we're academically...not so inclined. but, i'm humbled by that fact and i can accept it more and more. the school facilities may not be the best but that didnt stop me from making memories that i can savour with immense keenness. thats why its about time i be grateful for what i've been given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also realised, God always has a way. i'm just a miniscule part of his masterplan but i know hes watching out for me. it makes me feel safe even though i'm moving towards the unknown at the moment. hes a complex part of my emotional awareness i cant begin to comprehend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i feel like i have a lot more to say but i still got loads to prep for tomorrow so i better be going!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-4908282498872841886?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/4908282498872841886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=4908282498872841886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/4908282498872841886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/4908282498872841886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/11/finding-my-inner-peace-is-little-too.html' title='finding my inner peace is a little too philosophical'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-4289213051824342540</id><published>2007-11-09T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T01:51:12.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alternative</title><content type='html'>ok i'm still super lazy to type anything intellectual or remotely captivating at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i said abandoning one's blog is heartless but hey, i guess i'm a hyporcrite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a whole month of october just passed by like that i didnt even know it was that long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more Os papers to go but i'm already half celebrating because they're only mcq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm dying of anticipation man. for Os to be over obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thinking of the results just scares me out of my skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised, i study so that i'll stop feeling like a loser. i want to prove, first and foremost to myself that i'm not a loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, what if i am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that leaves me with a following question: i dont know who i am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its my ego talking again, results measure a person's worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get real&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-4289213051824342540?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-3280715553295732338</id><published>2007-09-28T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T13:07:58.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cake smashing never felt this good</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;happy birthday mum and dad!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though you guys wont read this. i just felt like i had to do it. for all the stuff you do for me, for all the inconvenience and problems i caused, you guys are KICKASS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, you hit the big one ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, a friend of mine wrote this to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;des, the top 5 words you use:&lt;br /&gt;- awesome&lt;br /&gt;- wack&lt;br /&gt;- cool&lt;br /&gt;- dude&lt;br /&gt;- haha&lt;br /&gt;talk about limited vocab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. this weekend, is gonna be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care everybody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-3280715553295732338?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/3280715553295732338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=3280715553295732338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/3280715553295732338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/3280715553295732338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/09/cake-smashing-never-felt-this-good.html' title='cake smashing never felt this good'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-6153803995104500932</id><published>2007-09-26T07:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T07:55:18.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the four letter word</title><content type='html'>today, i forced myself out of bed at such an unearthly hour, to go to school. only to figure out i didnt even have lit class today (only reason i was going in the first place). then i thought, since so many pple arent going, i shouldnt go either. so here i am ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent gotten my 2 humanities papers back yet but i think i already did beyond my expectations for prelims. proudest achievement has to be bio and amath: worked during the holidays for bio and it paid off, and you shldve seen the look on my math teacher's face - priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing is. when u realise you have negative energy in you. whether its anger at somebody else, displeasure with yourself, sadness etc etc. you have to take that energy, not waste it. but use it to psych yourself out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise i will go to school tomorrow AND friday. i'm talking to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i really miss my school friends. definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i was at the library with a friend trying to study chem. not very productive at all keep yawning and feeling tired. played with my phone alot. then it was off to suntec, to get presents. trip there was v.tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok off to breakfast and some more shuteye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;godbless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-6153803995104500932?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/6153803995104500932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=6153803995104500932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/6153803995104500932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/6153803995104500932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/09/four-letter-word.html' title='the four letter word'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-4163784142957587683</id><published>2007-09-20T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T23:03:18.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thinking room</title><content type='html'>what kind of life is this. every moment, we're thinking of the past, or the future. we want more, more, more. faster, better, more. and repeat. i'm sure theres plenty else to live for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over dinner, my brothers were telling me how the entry cut off point does not necessarily show how good a J.C is. it just shows how popular the school is. and apparently, cj's arts stream is wonderful. their history notes were leaked out to other JCs and the teachers were not happy about that. i guess they're right. should go check out what the A lvl results are like between s.a and c.j. afterall, thats what we're going to jc for right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really got to thank my brother, who helped me in english, who helped me spot history chapters which came out, who planned out a whole study plan for me which i did not follow, and all the advice which worked. my other brother who insults my terrible science and maths. that pushes me to do well as well. and most of all my parents, who did their best. thanks for the popcorn, car rides, office space, concern, encouragement. you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-4163784142957587683?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/4163784142957587683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=4163784142957587683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/4163784142957587683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/4163784142957587683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/09/thinking-room.html' title='thinking room'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-2387375230571751783</id><published>2007-09-15T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T23:08:45.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>plastic hearts, broken doors</title><content type='html'>today i woke up crazy early for a saturday.&lt;br /&gt;it was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grad photoshoot. town. lunch. arcade. being late for tuition and not caring. break at macs. egg tarts. church. confession. mass. family dinner. supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supper at waffletown was super ANTI-CLIMAX. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i had alot of fun today. officially hooked on timecrisis II. i want to try out time crisis 4 which i saw at jurong. asap. but thats alot of money down the drain. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrows going to be great as well, optimism is so my thing right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gdnight, sweet dreams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-2387375230571751783?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/2387375230571751783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>i just feel. tired. very tired. currently: chatting on msn and typing this. and waiting for my parents to get home so i can watch the korean show with my mum. not fun to watch alone right haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem paper this morning was wack. as in the bad sense. did it as fast as i could because my head was throbbing. thats what you get from a combination of a lack of sleep and last-minute cramming of chem nonsense i couldnt care less about. its just not my thing. i cant feign interest for it.&lt;br /&gt;after i rushed through the paper, i really just sat there and stoned for awhile. then my teacher happened to notice me in this manner and she said with a smile "keep going". and i just thought. theres actually one teacher out there who thinks i can try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i started checking. but midway through time was up. so that was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bio 1 was easy. last paper which was so exciting. finished it in less than half the time given. checked 2 times but always the same answers. made one really dumb mistake.&lt;br /&gt;but its over :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, was just a pure taste of freedom. a return of my sanity. oh the extents i go through just to avoid getting ripped off by hmv. movie (no reservations) was...bad. i have to admit. theres absolutely no spice in the plot. characters are either flat or predictable. short story. no twists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm here. and i'm starved. going to grab a bite now. see ya!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-3633046087147160575?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/3633046087147160575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=3633046087147160575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/3633046087147160575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/3633046087147160575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/09/gold-flashy-lights.html' title='gold. flashy. lights.'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-5130756086444624686</id><published>2007-09-12T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T12:30:37.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>liars look like liars. problem is you're wearing a mask.</title><content type='html'>britney, britney: i think its about time you retired. stay at home and take care of your kids. make sure kevin federline doesnt steal any more of your money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;one more day till prelims are over!! hmv, wait for me, for just ONE MORE DAY. is this good news? depends haha.&lt;br /&gt;so far, i think everything has been okay except for chem. i'll just be happy with a pass for that:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bio was funny. for once i actually studied properly for it. so when the paper came, i just wanted to finish it as quickly as possible, for fear that all the crap i crammed in my head wouldnt hold out much longer haha. but when it came to the essays... i dont know whether my writing made much sense haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more papers.&lt;br /&gt;time to cram again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see y'all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-7152687721481329361</id><published>2007-09-06T18:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T19:16:49.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey!</title><content type='html'>no sch = shiok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm currently living on tea, that korean show, cramming bio stuff into my head, thrashing my friends at TIME CRISIS II, getting thrashed at air hockey :(, learning how to make popcorn on a stove, Relient K. but mostly tea.&lt;br /&gt;the tea from Ljs is terrible, the one served at the club has excellent service but a little too sweet. and if you're heading to macs for breakie, dont be dumb enough to get two hushbrowns and a cup of coffee. get the student meal, even if you dont want the burger...give it away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats what i've learned this week haha. i've spent all my time out either at the club or at the arcade. but i've never been happier :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. of days of cold turkey from coffee: lost count!!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the city sleeps... i can only pine over getting on my skates again. wind in my face, rolling gravel at my feet. you know the feeling. i miss angelboy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(in all seriousness) my uncle (dad's side) passed away today. heart gave way when he was jogging. funeral tomorrow night and its time for me to talk to the guy up there again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bless your soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we should get jerseys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cause we make a good team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but yours will look so much better than mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cuz you're out of my league&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-7152687721481329361?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/7152687721481329361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=7152687721481329361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/7152687721481329361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/7152687721481329361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/09/hey.html' title='hey!'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-3169866870827286901</id><published>2007-08-31T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T00:05:00.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the tiger and the beast. enough of this animal imagery already</title><content type='html'>besides chem paper, the past two days have just been awesome. i've found bliss in reckless abandon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got my shoes today. shit nice (to me). even my parents think so. got to thank sri for giving me advice and ensuring i picked the right one! its damn nice (to me) i'm gonna die from excitement. its designed by a guy you can see on my blogskin. TCF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heroes fan event was just horrible la, they didnt even meet the fans. while everyone was screaming nothing, i screamed ali's name but she kept looking in the other direction!! they showed up almost an hour late, and only appeared for 15mins at most. not cool. blame the organisers haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok thats all i'm gonna crash soon. after a long day i had to wait for my parents late-night shopping at galleria today. unfit legs are aching, weak lower back is slouching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: oh ya and we watched hairspray!! amanda bynes has nice eyes... life is so unfair. haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-3169866870827286901?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-4928761817182424132</id><published>2007-08-28T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T20:11:31.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the snake</title><content type='html'>whats up folks? for me, its the prelims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was. amath p2 and e.history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amath was not so gd. all those chapts i didnt bother to study, obviously i couldnt do.&lt;br /&gt;relative velocity, trigo identities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e.hist. haha it was so dramtic for me, they took FOREVER to give out the test paper and i was dying of anticipation. cuz i only studied 2 chapts out of the 10. very dangerous. i remember thinking, "this feels like eternity" and i was very scared. i wrote on the already vandalised O lvl stickers on the corner of the table. i wrote: S.O.S!! and "screw your courage to the sticking place" just to pass the time and calm my over-heated brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lo and behold! i knew how to do 2 of the choices!! chose league of nations over china in the end. but couldnt finish the second essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm just happy i actually knew what to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i count my blessings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-4928761817182424132?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/4928761817182424132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=4928761817182424132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/4928761817182424132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/4928761817182424132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/08/snake.html' title='the snake'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-6196073206180558962</id><published>2007-08-20T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T13:48:55.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drugged, high on life</title><content type='html'>dearest friends, todays a fine day. worrying about orals seem so far away from me now. thanks to ian, brina and ash for msging me and making me feel better with the cliche stuff like " you must never give up" and "don't stop smiling stuff". cheers, cliche stuff actually work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, i'm not in school!! and more reason to cheer - I PASSED CHINESE. yepp forgot to mention it in the previous post. i'm really stoked. i'm sorry if a 6 is not good enough for some people, but as long as i'm happy and so are my parents, i can sleep well at night.&lt;br /&gt;not the whole cohort from my school passed though, its really sad. but i'm telling everyone to take clb, i think its better. screw those who say clb isnt good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, one thing i learned. appearances account for very little. most of the time, it accounts for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heading off to warren club now to meet some friends. this morning i woke up, had delish hotcakes alone at macs and did some maths! hopefully i can get more done later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nothing beats catching up with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers earthlings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-4413711984168680892</id><published>2007-08-17T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T22:58:26.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life-sucking is left to vampire i thought</title><content type='html'>****!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just thought i'll start this post a little different. a little bit of censored vulgarities, could mean anything. anyway, its how i feel now. total shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i screwed up english orals a little. been freaking analysising the whole incident since a little past 3, when i was done with it.&lt;br /&gt;how long did i take? why was mine so fast?? did i say enough?????&lt;br /&gt;what mistake did i make?&lt;br /&gt;in passage reading?&lt;br /&gt;in pic describ?&lt;br /&gt;convo?!!&lt;br /&gt;how many marks did they give me?&lt;br /&gt;what mistakes did i make again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear its like killing me slowly, eating me alive. and it all sounds so irrational out loud, so clear in my head at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;later, i couldnt stop groaning about it at dinner. i actually told my brother all my mistakes and asked him to rate my disaster on a scale of 1 to 10!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i said, ****! eng orals are too easy to screw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a nap when i got home. and i was having a nice nap when mehreen had to call me, with another one of her special life-threatening calls haha. couldnt sleep after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the drawing board.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-4413711984168680892?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/4413711984168680892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=4413711984168680892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/4413711984168680892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/4413711984168680892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/08/life-sucking-is-left-to-vampire-i.html' title='life-sucking is left to vampire i thought'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-4451786222987697904</id><published>2007-08-12T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T15:01:10.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>snakes and sickness</title><content type='html'>no football for me :( have to abstain till after Os. quite weird, not to mention sad. never missed a season opener since i was 8. but at least i got friends who will msg me the scores. so far, yesterday there was some gd news&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunderland scored a last minute goal against some team. go ROY!!&lt;br /&gt;newcastle beat bolton 3 to 1. i dunno if alan smith played but go him!!&lt;br /&gt;thats about it. wont say the bad news ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart from that, past few days have been eventful. the great thing about national day- no school. singfest was so cool, a pity so many people couldnt come. if they have it again next year, i'll go. provided theres gd acts of course. a great change from the usual ndp stuff. ndp is boring anyways. and like my dad says, its a massive waste of resources, energy etc, all to feed our "national pride"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so long for now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we all pass judgements on others, whether consciously or not. the important thing is, we try to keep them to ourselves unless it is totally necessary to voice them out. cause half the time the criticisms are based on a total lack of proof, narrow-mindedness or just plain biasness. so please. even if you have a couple of white hairs growing on your scalp and wrinkles are starting to show on your face, doesnt mean your statements are any less unncessary, or any more constructive or useful. you're not my parents so i don't have the moral obligation to even pretend like i care.thanks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-4451786222987697904?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/4451786222987697904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=4451786222987697904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/4451786222987697904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/4451786222987697904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/08/snakes-and-sickness.html' title='snakes and sickness'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-7299670375002002082</id><published>2007-08-08T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T19:35:29.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for all the crap you give me...</title><content type='html'>all in all, an extremely wasted day. school was awful. because green day brainwashed me at a tender age of 14, i always pride myself as one who goes against propaganda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wise words of billy armstrong " we have the power! we're the ******* leaders! don't let those bastards dictate your life alright!"&lt;br /&gt;whats more, the whole patriotic thing just reminds of all the friends who've gone overseas... anyway, shallnt elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, i went over to glenn's cuz she got a long board! that lucky kid! its a type of skateboard with a long deck, perfect for just cruising and doing slides. so i went on it and she told me to try a handslide. first time i made it so i was pumped. tried it the second time, thinking i was doing okay but i slid off and hurt my right side. ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back home, and just crashed for the next four hours. cant sleep on my right side though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came on the comp and uploaded 2 mini photo albums. go check them out when u're not studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-7299670375002002082?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/7299670375002002082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=7299670375002002082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/7299670375002002082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/7299670375002002082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/08/for-all-crap-you-give-me.html' title='for all the crap you give me...'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-5765535403396181752</id><published>2007-07-30T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T01:59:31.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need a superman</title><content type='html'>hello gorgeous people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as July draws to a close, i'm at this funny place where i'm happy about certain things, i'm worried about certain things, and sometimes it just gets plain sad. does it make sense? oh right its me talking here :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, August to me means: saying farewell to 2 of my dearest friends and prelims. sounds pretty bleak but i'm looking at it this way. my friends are moving to a better place they've always wanted to go to. and everyday i just feel like i'm a step closer to leaving stc. big exams are intimidating but its one of my motivations to study. &lt;em&gt;constant vigilance!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on saturday i was kinda dragged to novena before mass and i just had one of those revelations right there in one of the church pews. i thought about...some not so nice things i've done this month and i had the sudden urge to go for confession.&lt;br /&gt;and my remorse led me to another of god's ideas - i cant quote from the bible because i dont read it but it goes around the lines of "even the devil is nice to his friend". i just thought, its kind of true. after that whole contemplation, my definition of "nice people" has since hung in mid air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that. i realised i havent been updating my photo albums. so i'm gonna upload 3 more (smaller) albums on imagestation asap. quite tied up at the moment though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all from me for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-5765535403396181752?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/5765535403396181752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=5765535403396181752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;ok set!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;constant vigilance!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-8491990320197372899?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/8491990320197372899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=8491990320197372899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/8491990320197372899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/8491990320197372899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/07/why-cant-i-be-you.html' title='why cant i be you'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-1276439358114540248</id><published>2007-07-17T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T22:34:23.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let shakespeare tell you...</title><content type='html'>though i'm really tempted to put my blog on hiatus, i have decided against it just because i dont like the term. a blog is not something one should abuse. you can't just throw it away/ neglect it when it drops down your priority list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why are you listening to silly musings when you can do more productive things? why am i typing this when i should be sleeping? anyway, if i did (though i'm not going to) take a break from my blog, it wouldnt be out of enthusiasm for my studies. i can trick you, but i cant trick myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today. i came home and just felt awful. worst still after dinner. i'm having a cold and some part of my throat is definitely inflammed. i want to go to school tomorrow, but i don't want to go to school tomorrow. its one of those things. i guess i'll see how i feel tomorrow morning. pray i get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm certain its not stress thats breaking down my immune system. in all honesty, i dont feel that much pressure yet. nothing i cant handle. just don't tell me how many days there are to prelims haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok thats about it for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-1276439358114540248?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-2724286743266470154</id><published>2007-07-12T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T01:23:56.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>strokes either hurt of heal</title><content type='html'>hello my dearest sweet little piece of blank canvas, i truly missed you. alot has happened since last week. gd and bad. but as you can't see, i'm still stuck with homework at this unearthly hour!&lt;br /&gt;so i decided, i shall take short breaks each time i get bored to type this. so this post is actually written in parts... sorry if its choppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today- i've been having ulcers again and its really starting to get to me now. its my "time of the month" for mouth ulcers! haha i always suffer from this. v.painful to eat, brush teeth :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow- harry potter!! i cant wait. its a great coping meachanism for school this week. i'll forget all about my ulcers and eat popcorn and drink the soda i dont even like to quench my thirst. exciting stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese Os- orals was quite a scary experience. i think i prepared quite well given the time contraints and then i handled my nerves okay...until i saw the examiners face to face. they were quite nice but one of them sighed while i was reading the passage, and i thought "oh man, i'm giving that teacher hell with my broken chinese". it didnt help that i was second last and the teachers were bored and tired from it all. then when i was leaving, one of them sighed really loudly!  and i thought "i'm so gonna fail". but then, its over and i decided to let the matter rest for now. we'll see how listening compre goes on monday. that reminds me! i need to watch the chinese news!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok thats about all from me for now cuz i'm feeling quite beat. so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace and godbless&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-7531839603721787923</id><published>2007-07-03T22:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T22:36:05.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cut out the brains and eat them - not to be a cannibal or anything, its nothing of that sort</title><content type='html'>today must've been a good day because i'm in a good mood. maybe its because my dads being really cool. or school was rather short. or both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... i'm thinking i caught the harry potter fever just last night. am i very slow? (i'm not the best of fangirls) i think its just in time because we're gonna have a movie and the FINAL book out in the space of 10 days this month. what a treat! so exciting. and believe me, its taking every ounce of will right now to prevent me from entering spoiler websites. you now how it feels to wait for something you want sooo bad... ya that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the thing that dominates my life in a sadistic way - school. this week its just facing Os chinese oral. the nerves havent set in yet but i know come thursday it'll be the jitters. hopefully i'll be able to come myself down enough to put some points across to the examiner in my "fragile english". whoa so jlc if you know what i mean. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok thats about it for now. there seems to be some wackos on my msn... they're studying for Os NOW. crazy MARKET SPOILERS. ****... its nothing personal or anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i was just kidding about the cussing and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gdnight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-7531839603721787923?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/7531839603721787923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=7531839603721787923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/7531839603721787923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/7531839603721787923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/07/cut-out-brains-and-eat-them-not-to-be.html' title='cut out the brains and eat them - not to be a cannibal or anything, its nothing of that sort'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-1431266845094640265</id><published>2007-07-02T03:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T03:17:17.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its over, let the credits roll...or not</title><content type='html'>its...about 3.15 in the morning and i'm not even halfway done with my poetry analysis. blame me for getting distracted so many times... anyway, i intend to take a break and continue it soon. even though i have to wake up early tomorrow morning so my dad can fetch me to school. yes theres no school tomorrow but i forgot to bring my books home so i have to grab stuff from my locker haha. after that it'll be a little bit of free time then off to felicia's place to study. though speaking from experience, we'll probably talk half the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday night, my parents picked me up after church and we headed to town. since it was the last day of 5% gst, the place was freaking packed. it was annoying obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay thats about it. oh ya. happy belated youth day everyone. no school yay for us&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-1431266845094640265?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/1431266845094640265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=1431266845094640265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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since young. its just that i hide it well and avoid it as much as i can, because its ugly. but then, its been one heck of a school week and so i guess my tolerance level for irritants who provoke this temper has decreased tremendously. can't blame me for that right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. today after school was...cool. and of course tiring. we didnt do much but just catching up with old friends is always a big pleasure. the activity is not important.&lt;br /&gt;walked alot though and i'm very tired. i shall end here because i'm getting lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday no school :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-4028809494147124805?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/4028809494147124805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>DREAM</title><content type='html'>my stomach had to ruin my day. midway through dinner with my tutor, i felt like puking really badly. so we just left halfway... now i feel...tired. tired is the word. and bored. i wish we didnt have school tomorrow. its only been a day but i need a break already haha. plus i have tons of math papers to cram (as usual) and other homework as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad life? but then i remember all the talks i had with older folks. they tell me i'm lucky. i actually have a school to go to. okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i certainly didnt "make the most" out of the holidays but i wont regret, because i know i had fun while it lasted ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-6702875617087776017?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-7591809102302771617</id><published>2007-06-19T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T16:53:35.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a joke is no joke without pudding</title><content type='html'>i'm rushing this post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday...did different stuff. morning i couldnt get my hair cut cuz the placed was fully booked till 2. went down to city hall and just roamed the streets with friends. at night the place is a totally different story. when the office workers leave for home, people with the craziest hair and the works (piercings, tattoos, suffocating drainpipe jeans) come out to play. well depends on which part of city hall we're talking about.. i hurried home pretty quick after jo passed me a hurley shirt, we don't know whether its fake though haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was kat's birthdate too. not birthday.  and ladies and gentleman, i totally let her win our air hockey match when i let in 3 own goals on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of birthdays, i didnt realise there were so many june babies i missed out wishing. so here goes: too all suckers (i'm just kidding) born in June, may god bless you and keep you. thats all i have to say haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i had to drag myself out of bed at an unearthly hour. still ended up being late so my dad drove me to the dentists' while i snoozed in the frontseat. all i have to say is - the half an hour of pain in the dentist chair was worth it. besides, my dentist is nice and funny. my teeth are whiter too! but then after that i went to delifrance and dranks two cups of tea - no good for my teeth. oops. met my brother and we cut our hair after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now i just completed my close to 1700 word lit essay! and i havent started anything on math for tomorrow. now everyone should be clear on where my loyalties and priorities lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all. next couple of days will just get more mad and cramped. off to play tennis now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-7591809102302771617?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/7591809102302771617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=7591809102302771617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/7591809102302771617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/7591809102302771617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/06/joke-is-no-joke-without-pudding.html' title='a joke is no joke without pudding'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-1930937630861515555</id><published>2007-06-15T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T23:07:02.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...running away from ideas is not my thing</title><content type='html'>another week of june hols gone :/ ohmygoodness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week i watched Ocean's 13 and fantastic four. two very good movies. entertaining. though ocean's 13 has the same old plot, at least its alot better than ocean's twelve. plenty of eye-candy too if middle aged smooth guys in sleek suits is your thing.&lt;br /&gt;fantasic four was super cool and a BIG improvement from the first instalment. the critics lament that its not an intelligent movie but i think an entertaining show can just be as fulfilling as a more intellectual one. just beware of kids and HIGHLY INCONSIDERATE parents, they suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harry potter come quickly please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that past fews days have been mock exams and just hardcore cramming that could drive you to insanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough said i'm gonna go rest my head asap. tired! tennis tmr morning i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gdnight :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: congrats nadal. (i secretly supported him over federer in the french open final cuz EVERYONE supports federer and federer wins practically everything else because hes awesome. poor nadal. clay king clay king ;))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-1930937630861515555?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/1930937630861515555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=1930937630861515555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/1930937630861515555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/1930937630861515555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/06/running-away-from-ideas-is-not-my-thing.html' title='...running away from ideas is not my thing'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-8753004468065208808</id><published>2007-06-09T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T23:51:17.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blur</title><content type='html'>introducing... THE QUEEN OF THE CLAY, justine henin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 french open grand slams, 3rd in a row. the best hat trick i've witnessed in my short short life. and i'm stoked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(today) after a long day spent around the clementi neighbourhood i plopped myself in front of the tv for a couple of hours just waiting for tennis to start. dad brought back pizza and i just swallowed it down with some iced coffee. then it started! a pity anna ivanovic had a mental breakdown so early. she seems nice. i guess its just a lack of experience on her part but she has alot of potential and a long way ahead. mary pierce was also there...i think shes funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm speaking tennis here so i'm sorry if i lost you there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrows gonna be tennis v.early in the morning, then a little quiet afternoon at the grandmas then off to vivo to watch potc 3 again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...happy sunday folks. thats all from me for now. gdnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-8753004468065208808?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/8753004468065208808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=8753004468065208808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/8753004468065208808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/8753004468065208808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/06/blur.html' title='blur'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-643652481633793783</id><published>2007-06-08T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T23:23:20.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we all wish we'll have the best of both worlds</title><content type='html'>its been another crazy day. crazy in the literal sense? or maybe its just my imagination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a jab at the elbow and a whole bag of my blood taken away from me by my doc first thing in the afternoon. oh how i wish i could drink the blood back into my system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then a few hours later at bugis, we had to put up with the most screwed up neoprint machince ever. come to think of it, the scene was kind of hilarious. the three of us, banging the screen with the pens until the lady had to come and tell us to stop before we cracked the screen. both of them cursing their heads off so hard i kind of got a shock. felicia, hiding behind our backs everytime we walked in the sun because she didnt want her office-tan to go away. etc etc. it wasnt all bad. but my legs are still killing me because of ice-skating on weds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited for my parents afterwork at kino. had dinner and then i pierced my ears again. it hurt! i dont remembver it being so painful the last time i went to pierce with manda. ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired, gotta go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-643652481633793783?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/643652481633793783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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with your bare hands, if u're a man</title><content type='html'>hello world :) its yet another day and i'm still alive, enjoying the wonderful bits and the **** of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few hours of chem is torture seriously :/&lt;br /&gt;this afternoon i got back very tired but its amazing what 2 hours of a good korean show can do to me. i'm all good now. sch holidays isnt supposed to be this way! i miss some of my friends. feel like i havent seen or talked to them in ages. everyones got their own thing to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;weekend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wedding celebrations were alright. if only i was older, or if only my cousins were younger, then maybe we'll have something to talk about. i was pretty much the youngest of my generation at dinner. thank god for my brother (we had many laughs!), my trusty fat ipod, and my little red device to keep in contact with the outside world. meaning my handphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pass few days have been super long though. friday went as follows: chinese orals, shrek 3, 2 excruciating hours of lit class, peninsula shopping centre with my brother, vivo with parents, which resulted in a v.big dinner. i'm starting to like thai food less and less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday night was awesome too. had a very long day but i wouldnt miss meeting my friends for the world! rushed off after church to meet them at raffles city. at dinner we were making a din at some super posh place. we were probably better off at fish &amp; co. then maybe i would have been able to treat haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well one things for sure about dinner. its not really about the food or the ambience. its all about the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tomorrow (french open)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUSTINE HENIN will have a showdown with serena williams, who is on a roll at the moment. i'm gonna keep my fingers crossed and pray really hard tonight for justine ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gdnight fellow inhabitants of the earth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-6571300406443287647?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/6571300406443287647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=6571300406443287647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/6571300406443287647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/6571300406443287647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/06/peel-watermelon-with-your-bare-hands-if.html' title='peel a watermelon with your bare hands, if u&apos;re a man'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-1984835688028438041</id><published>2007-05-31T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T13:27:20.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crime makes sense</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i just need a little of your time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi its me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm quite looking forward to this weekend. its gonna be a wedding, 2 churches, 4 feasts. now you can hear my hidden abs groaning in agony.&lt;br /&gt;but thats how a holiday should be. i dun wanna push myself so hard in the month of june and then burn out in july do i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother got back last night. i only saw him in the morning because i subconsciously chose sleep over going to the airport to fetch him. he's still the same, didnt change one bit. its nice to have someone in the house i can disturb. :P he brought back the "chutes too narrow" album which i'm quite stoked about. if i bought it at hmv here it would probably set me back at least 30 bucks. i refuse to be robbed in pure daylight, even if getting to own &lt;em&gt;wincing the night away&lt;/em&gt; haunts me in my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think theres gonna be some gd tv tonight. on channel 5: shallow hal and 50 first dates. if i didnt know better i would think it was valentine's day haha. anyway i'm gonna head to town now. hopefully get something from hmv, then its off to grandma's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow it will be CHINESE orals, something i'm more than uncomfortable with. nerves havent come but it will when i sit in front of the examiner. anyways, a little flipping through the "thumbs up" dictionary and a couple of hours of late-night korean serials with chinese subtitles should do the trick. i can always trust these two ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-1984835688028438041?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/1984835688028438041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=1984835688028438041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/1984835688028438041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/1984835688028438041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/05/crime-makes-sense.html' title='crime makes sense'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-2202896071618699055</id><published>2007-05-28T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T18:57:46.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>go eat a cow then</title><content type='html'>hello, this comes fresh from my mum's office desk fyi.  its the first day of the "hols", got the most part of chinese Os out of the way in the morning and i felt so much better when i got it over and done with. so all we can do now is keep our fingers crossed and pray really hard! actually i kinda think i'll pass but i shouldnt speak too soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, pirates 3!! the plot is like one heck of a confusing mess to me but i'm easily contented with johnny depp and keira knightley's beautiful faces on screen. and chow yun fat saying "welcome to singapore" in his hongkong accent. captain swan is officially my new ROLE MODEL by the way. shes chao cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on saturday, i used my legs too damn much. they caused me geat pain at 3am on sunday morning and the pain is no joke. but anyway, it was worth it. met nic tay at vivo and she refused to let me pay for lunch. hey, a deal should be a deal man. i wont bet with you liao. after that it was confi mass at st mary's. congrats to all of the confirmants. no more cath class (like me), yeah! haha but seriously though, it reminded me of my own part in god's masterplan and i question all my weaknesses and self-doubts. i know what i should be doing for Him, but i'm afraid to prioritise, i'm afraid to be vulnerable. its only human nature :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow and beyond: more classes, mock exams. :/ chemistry class doesnt sound as interesting as i want it too but i'll just have to bear with it, trick myself into believing i love chem. sounds like a gd plan eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;keep telling that to yourself darling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-2202896071618699055?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/2202896071618699055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=2202896071618699055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/2202896071618699055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/2202896071618699055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/05/go-eat-cow-then.html' title='go eat a cow then'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-4292491030035465671</id><published>2007-05-20T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T14:54:14.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random notes of a random stranger</title><content type='html'>heres what i want:&lt;br /&gt;- i want to work really hard for chinese for one week&lt;br /&gt;- get chinese Os over and done with&lt;br /&gt;- i wanna party!&lt;br /&gt;- i want a night like last friday's&lt;br /&gt;- i want POTC 3&lt;br /&gt;- and most of all, i want keira knightley's abs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok maybe my priorities suck and i want many things. but i think these are all achievable :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the meantime, i guess i have to start working, so bye for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy post-exams while i have to slog :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye FA cup, maybe next time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-4292491030035465671?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/4292491030035465671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=4292491030035465671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/4292491030035465671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/4292491030035465671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/05/random-notes-of-random-stranger.html' title='random notes of a random stranger'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-7517796000769810020</id><published>2007-05-16T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T23:35:17.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh dear, temperature makes no diff to me now</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;this fcking thing is like venom. only i wish it wasnt IN my body&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just dropping by... i've still got a couple of minutes before &lt;em&gt;heroes &lt;/em&gt;starts. (peter petrelli...ahh...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so erm. today. mids is officially over!!! just crammed my bio paper into the first twenty minutes of the given time. so by 8.30 i was done. just could not wait to get it over with haha. but i checked my answer before i slept ok ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i spent whats left of the morning and the whole afternoon in town. went everywhere except heeren/cine area. watched spidey again. this time i just laughed throughout. lin and i fake cried and it was really funny! like there was this super tensed moment and the whole cinema was just quiet. and i said to her "now would be the most inappropriate time to laugh". and obviously she laughed. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i have to go steal the tv away from my mum now. so later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the partys just started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: to all the peps still taking exams, and if u're reading this, WHAT ARE U DOING GO STUDY?! and i'll still have you in my prayers :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-7517796000769810020?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/7517796000769810020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=7517796000769810020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/7517796000769810020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/7517796000769810020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/05/oh-dear-temperature-makes-no-diff-to-me.html' title='oh dear, temperature makes no diff to me now'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-161248251581826895</id><published>2007-05-12T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T10:36:13.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>apple trees...paint a happy picture!</title><content type='html'>hello dear old friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another day and i'm still alive. well, i'm in a good mood at the moment. i did say at the moment. i think it was the 11-hr sleep i had. the full exam week just wore me out so i guess i needed it - havent gotten that much rest in ages. woke up at about 8 today and about to start studying my joyluck club notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more papers to go! then chinese Os. so the rest of may is packed with academics... hope results will be ok. mock exams in june...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strange enough, stress is pretty much gone. my dad always said since i could remember that i "should go to school to learn new things and not to pass the exam" exact words man. you're witnessing the wisdom of an old man. ok dont tell him i said that. but i guess it finally got to me! quit comparing results with others and just focus on your own. cram before the exam to learn things that u want to know. so thats why i'm enjoying biology ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched spidey yesterday with kat at lido. everyone else abandoned us because they wanted to go home to mug :/ haha but it was awesome. one of the best 3rd sequels.. compared to x-men 3 this was much better. it made me laugh! will u believe it? i dont laugh at mr bean, i dont laugh at shrek, i dont laugh at almost anything! it can definitely make u cry too. overall everything just comes full circle. violence turned to forgiveness. so spidey can teach you morals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my second brother has been away for almost a weak. one month in the states. it almost cannot get any better than that and i'm still excited for him. i hear he caught the homesickness bug for awhile. its so weird at home too. when my big bros away at ns, i'm the only child. very weird indeed. i'm so used to a bigger family, just realised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting tired... shall end here. have a gd weekend everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: happy mum's day. sorry for being the most disobedient child a mother could have mum. i'll make it up to you when i start working. dont worry i wont forget... first class air tickets!...to malaysia ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-161248251581826895?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/161248251581826895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=161248251581826895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/161248251581826895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/161248251581826895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/05/apple-treespaint-happy-picture.html' title='apple trees...paint a happy picture!'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-3082717233067255892</id><published>2007-05-09T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T16:39:26.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>am i being a little harsh?.. or are u just a bitch</title><content type='html'>whats up freaks!! i'm taking some time off from revision. its just slightly over the midway mark of our mids but i'm already slacking a little. cant blame me right? cramming gets old real quick. and i'm quite worried over whether my mind can take another night of caffine overdose and rapid stuffing of information. but nevetheless i'll push on. papers have been quite average. i thought given the amount of time i took to prepare i'll pretty much screw everything. but luckily it hasnt been like that. or am i overestimating my fortune?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on monday, while i was sitting for the bio paper, i had this sense of confidence just come over me out of literally nowhere. due to my newfound interest in bio, i actually studied it comparatively very well this time around and the paper seemed a whole lot easier. i remember putting in a very stupid answer though and thinking it was very clever and funny. mum says its over-confidence and i guess shes right. what can i say? i'm proud to be a crammer! even if its not something i should be proud of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;epl is over. just thought it was important to mention it here. i dont write about my feelings on football much because i actually do have a lot of unhealthy pent up animosity about it. not really about it, but about other fans. i try my hardest not to rub things into pple's faces unless i'm joking, but its like pple do it to the mancs as often as they can. when u've got a gd team, u'll have a lot of haters right haha. but somehow i love unhealthy competition, it make defeat very hard to swallow but it makes victory that much sweeter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been listening to jackjohnson of late. not his new album but his old. his music is not really my cup of tea but its a joy when theres alot of stress. his hawaiian chill out thing is gd for times like these&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;its always better when we're together :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-3082717233067255892?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/3082717233067255892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=3082717233067255892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/3082717233067255892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/3082717233067255892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/05/am-i-being-little-harsh-or-are-u-just.html' title='am i being a little harsh?.. or are u just a bitch'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-8625187418425126955</id><published>2007-05-03T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T20:24:02.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>he needs attention. somebody look at him please!</title><content type='html'>well science pracs have been ****. but somehow i'm feeling like such an optimist right now. i cant help but have some assurance when someone actually cares more about the effort that i put in rather than the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to work soon. productivity is key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm so sorry my posts have been aggresively dominated by exams and such. its really boring to read but unfortunately my brain is filled mostly with such thoughts. believe me i dont exactly enjoy this either. but i'm glad to say i'm getting used to this stressful situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the meantime, lets hope i'll be all set to be up on my feet once more on monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;its an all out war and we do not know exactly how much men they have on the other side.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gdluck to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-8625187418425126955?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/8625187418425126955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=8625187418425126955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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yesterday didnt go so well. for starters, a.j got kicked off antm! only because of her lack of enthusiasm for things she doesnt like, which is practically everything thats not goth-like. its what makes her so good though but i guess attitude goes a long way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese papers were alright, considering i only had 3 hours of sleep. three hours because i stayed up cramming for chem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND chem practical made me eat a huge piece of humble pie. it made me realise my heavy dependance on cramming cannot help me cheat the system! i could bitch about what went wrong but i dont feel the need to now. one, because i already had a good rant after school when my parents fetched. and two, i take comfort in the fact that mids isnt counted in prelims and i'll learn from the mistakes i make now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats about it for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the meantime, just remember that avril lavigne rocks even if shes turned into a bimbo!&lt;div 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Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-393690934477879540</id><published>2007-04-27T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T16:57:19.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little bombarang we call karma</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;for the love of pickles!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studies have been providing me with a tonne of useless worry. the progress i've made? - hardly visible, to my myopic eyes at least. and i think its affecting my common sense. can i really break night tonight? this time its either make or break. and i hope you'll make it even if i dont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish O lvls wasnt such a big thing. i mean around this stage last year i would still be slacking my life away, in a wicked world of indifference and procrastination. i think i've cracked a bit under the pressure. pressure from whom? who else but the older folks!&lt;br /&gt;which makes me think i'm not "jc material". i took a peek into my brother's math papers the other day. it was trigo trigo all over the place, spread out like worms. and it was not exactly appealing to the eye if you know what i mean haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its time to change my strategy, since the hardcore thing clearly isnt working. i shall relax and just let it be natural?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the place is a fcking battlefield. run for cover or fight like a true soldier!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then theres a matter of church. i think gods calling me to be more involved in holycross, to give back after i've taken so much. gosh i hear him in people's words, and now that i'm older its probably about time that i reply. but i cant even cope with sch?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a less depressing note, i think being 16 is slightly better than 15 in other aspects :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a lot more on my mind. but a nice shower, blow-dry, and bed is so much more attractive at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;honey, be ready for the bloodshed... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;here it is!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-393690934477879540?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/393690934477879540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=393690934477879540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/393690934477879540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/393690934477879540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/04/little-bombarang-we-call-karma.html' title='a little bombarang we call karma'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-6593373800818499125</id><published>2007-04-25T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T23:54:52.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet? 16. symbols symbols</title><content type='html'>its almost midnight. and i just wanted to say, i had fun today.&lt;br /&gt;thanks _. all those pple who i'm certain were sent from god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm really beat and i havent gotten my homeowrk done. alamak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is 16 suppose to feel any different from 15? please let me know if anyone happens to know a logical answer to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rest now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-6593373800818499125?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/6593373800818499125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=6593373800818499125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/6593373800818499125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/6593373800818499125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/04/sweet-16-symbols-symbols.html' title='sweet? 16. symbols symbols'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-1184398776942382654</id><published>2007-04-23T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T19:12:06.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screw you </title><content type='html'>pictures for the month of march are finally up. look it up at the links section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you know, i've been uploading pics all afternoon. my homework is starting to look very lonely.&lt;br /&gt;gosh my priorities suck dont they. but math will have to wait a little longer, because a nice nap is now in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrows the last day for me as a fifteen year old. and i would never have expected to say this but, its quite sad! i'm having a 1/6-life crisis or something. since the past week or so, i've been having this daft mindset that growing older sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well doesn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-1184398776942382654?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/1184398776942382654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=1184398776942382654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/1184398776942382654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/1184398776942382654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/04/screw-you.html' title='screw you &lt;insert vulgarity&gt;'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-6275660099697665421</id><published>2007-04-21T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T11:50:06.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"maybe" shouldnt be a word</title><content type='html'>gd morning all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i woke up so early, at about 10. had a late night after a crazy day and just crashed at 11 plus. didnt sleep well though. i'm aching all over still :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess it was worth it. i didnt know a school event could be so much fun. and last night i was thinking, this is what being a teenager means to me. i can be rowdy, crazy, without a care in the world. i guess thats why i'm not exactly excited about turning 16. it kinda means another brave step nearer to being an adult. and i'm not exactly willing haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and besides, sweet 16 is just so overrated. if you have no or little expectations, you definitely gonna enjoy what u've got more :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will blog more soon. (yes i know i broke my resolution not to blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and pictures since march will be up after mids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye for now :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-6275660099697665421?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/6275660099697665421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=6275660099697665421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/6275660099697665421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/6275660099697665421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/04/maybe-shouldnt-be-word.html' title='&quot;maybe&quot; shouldnt be a word'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-1073169490374319607</id><published>2007-04-14T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T13:40:44.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pickled juice anyone?</title><content type='html'>tick tick. another week. and i'm not any closer to achieving mugger status, contrary to popular belief. i think i have to start taking extreme measures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more blogging for me from today onwards for the next few weeks, if i can help it.&lt;br /&gt;but i'll be posting march and fob pictures soon, i know its long overdue cuz i've been stalling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i've been having a really bad throat for awhile. i think it was the lays i had on a very sinful night last monday coming back to haunt me. now i can't even eat nutella bread :(. but i had fish &amp; co. yesterday though. the grilled salmon isnt any great in my opinion, so everyone should just stick to seafood platter and fish and chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;withdrawal symptoms from fries is KILLING ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to god: SOS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-1073169490374319607?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/1073169490374319607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=1073169490374319607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;i mean, what do you do when u've realised you've stuffed all your frustrations inside you bit by bit and then one day, suddenly you figure you've become a walking time bomb with all the anger bottled up. well i hate confrontation with my parents so thats definitely out of the question, though it normally ends up in that state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i have stirring inside me now, is too evil and i'm too embarrased to put in words. but i know its merely a result of her biasness, her character. and its just another vicious cycle, with no one to blame, no one can be changed. after i publish this post, i'll forget it, i'll put it at the back of my mind. its no big deal. one things for certain, it'll resurface sometime in the future. i have a feeling these sort of things dont just go away completely, theres also miniscule repurcussions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite sad right this post. i think i just needed to put it out. maybe i shld pray to let god help me forget about this. maybe deep inside i know thats not possible. maybe all i need is to explode?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in god we trust :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, i think the long weekend was quite shiok! thats my new fav word i think. i had alot of fun in church and out, mainly because i did all my work thursday after school ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, i think i might put my blog on hiatus for a bit. if i want to enjoy June, i think i need to start working now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see how. i've got plenty of pics to put up too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, happy easter everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-7397508728899021370?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/7397508728899021370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=7397508728899021370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/7397508728899021370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/7397508728899021370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/04/summary-of-tribulations-of-folks.html' title='a summary of the tribulations of folks'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-8311230412003414988</id><published>2007-04-03T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T13:25:08.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the capitalist and the lyrical rip-offs, take your pick</title><content type='html'>just a quickie cuz i've been neglecting my boor blog again and i feel kinda sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no school for me today, woke up at 6.30 feeling like crap and was allowed to rest in the comforts of my bed for as long as i wanted. until 3 hours later... sleeping in is like shiok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week was full of... interesting things. oh how we enjoy the ups and downs of life dont we? mostly school, a v.nice bit of holycross (my beloved church), and a movie they call &lt;em&gt;Freedom Writers&lt;/em&gt;. nothing beats late-night shopping on a chilly friday night either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and one more thing, my bowling career in stc has officially ended. shall ponder over whether i should continue competitive bowling after Os. i thought after friday it already went up in smoke, but my parents had other ideas. its good to know my mum and dad have their occasional opinions on my life. some parents are overly naggy, but i think sometimes mine are just the exact opposite. which isnt gd for a very fickle, indecisive person like myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"thanks for the memories, even if they weren't so great" &lt;/em&gt;especially the crazy, fun-loving bunch of BOWLERS i got to know, the teachers who bothered to go the extra inch for us. and bowling thought me something i wasn't able to learn in class ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-8311230412003414988?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/8311230412003414988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=8311230412003414988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/8311230412003414988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/8311230412003414988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/04/capitalist-and-lyrical-rip-offs-take.html' title='the capitalist and the lyrical rip-offs, take your pick'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-3360283340353032914</id><published>2007-03-23T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T13:35:29.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the co-existance of non-actions and revelations</title><content type='html'>this weeks like crazy for me. had to stay back every other day except tues, and thats only cuz the rest couldnt make it for lit on stage stuff. heres a little bit of an update...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bowling comp:&lt;br /&gt;monday - 111.8 average of 6 games&lt;br /&gt;friday - 125&lt;br /&gt;yes i know still total crap results. i have 6 more games to go in the space of 2 more days. i'll put my all into it even if it kills me! &lt;strong&gt;focus!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today we went in the morning straight to safra yishun instead of school, which is a v.welcomed change to the usual routine. i understand what assembly is for, but it really isnt fun when you only got 4 hours of sleep the previous night. so my coach was saying i looked tired when we havent even started our games. but i think my consistency today was a whole lot better, i didnt go off track too much. and i think my teacher is hardcore enthu one, really not like other teachers i guess.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lit on stage:&lt;br /&gt;got back to sch at 12 today, then lunch at the canteen was on mrs haizal. she gave us 50 bucks, as if plate food was anything more than one-twenty fifth of that. and then off to the hall with the classmates! and then stressing over everything. i didnt have a costume and poor yan ling had to think of smth. anyhow improvise and crap. i dunno how i looked like in the end but i'm sure it was super dumb! everyone was saying "dun worry la, u always look like this (silly)" as if that helps! so in the end i think we did really good, given the time we had. at least its over. kudos to all the people who put in the hard work ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ptc:&lt;br /&gt;we got back our report books, and once again i'm reminded of my shit results. and "potential" is officially the favourite word for adults to use on under-achieving kids. can they be a little more creative with their comments?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets all start mugging for mid years&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-3360283340353032914?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/3360283340353032914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=3360283340353032914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/3360283340353032914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/3360283340353032914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/03/co-existance-of-non-actions-and.html' title='the co-existance of non-actions and revelations'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-9044109616685882037</id><published>2007-03-15T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T21:55:53.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love to hate! love is painful, hit your head against the wall</title><content type='html'>if i was paid a dollar for every hour i watch tv, i bet i'll become some freaking millionaire right about now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess theres just something twisted about watching desperate houewives3, lost3, prison break 2, and heroes on the net. even if its legal. then you cant really called it TV series anymore? and i'm just far too lazy to go and painlessly download one by one all those episodes. i know because i tried that with Goong. i suck at searching on youtube and search engines and the waiting time makes me highly impatient and restless. so there. now those hardcore people like benji and steph from sch shld just understand why i'm so slow when it comes to these spoilers and things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm its thursday already. night to be exact. i woke up this morning just having this feeling of dread cuz the holidays are once again passing by me just like that. i remember telling myself that i shldnt stay in the past or think of the future. i shld just live in the "now", try to get some work done and just get over the uneasiness. but u can guess just about how i spent the rest of my day after i cancelled my plans and told myself to cram chem before its too late. since when do i listen to the rational part of myslef right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least this weeks been quite awesome fun. i havent gone to town yet but holidays always give you the ample time to just do as you please. and i've been taking it easy. too easy probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOWLING NATIONALS!!! MID-TERM PAPERS!!&lt;br /&gt;you can bet that i'll be grinding my teeth in my dreams about these two in just a couple of days. oh i cant wait!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha ok sarcasm and gambling aside, i'll just like to be a little more resolute to get stuff done before this week goes up in smoke:&lt;br /&gt;1. chem tys&lt;br /&gt;2. math papers (highly doubt i'll start on this)&lt;br /&gt;3. watch The Pursuit of Happyness!!!&lt;br /&gt;4. get mentally prepared for b divs&lt;br /&gt;5. do some shopping maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for now, take care you little rascals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-9044109616685882037?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/9044109616685882037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=9044109616685882037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/9044109616685882037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/9044109616685882037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/03/love-to-hate-love-is-painful-hit-your.html' title='love to hate! love is painful, hit your head against the wall'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-5871577381912480965</id><published>2007-03-09T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T21:58:12.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shyness speaks louder than those rumours</title><content type='html'>oh man. its friday again and i feel obliged to blog. not that i'm unhappy about the march hols or anything. its just that i think i've officially become one of those annoying weekend bloggers.&lt;br /&gt;alot of stuff has happened since last friday, so much so that now i suddenly feel like i'm in another place. as in my heart and mind has been to a really nice place, cuz i learned alot and i'll like to think i've experienced things that seem like...revolutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds kinda gay right, apparently i've been very gay lately. now i really feel sorry for all the pink-lovers i used to make fun of, cause now that i'm part of this category i really feel the discrimination haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday, 3rd march&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its one of those days in your life where u just wished you could remember EVERY SINGLE DETAIL. i always felt life was out to make fun of everyone living it, dont u think? now that i look back on saturday, even the pain, recklessness, disgusting behaviour, suffocation, concussions, and all that waiting just seem like fond memories. funny how i was dying to get out to get water to soothe my dehydration, and now i'll just give anything to re-live that day. i also learned one thing from the wisest guy pete wentz (and i mean it in a non-sarcastic way). he was talking about girls going to shows for the "right reasons, for the music".&lt;br /&gt;and that line, in that instant, just about cleared up everything for me. suddenly i lost the desperation to meet those too-cool-to-be-true musicians, because i knew i could somehow keep myself satisfied even if i would never be able to watch them live again. because i realised why we all do this shit, what all the idolising is for. and the only way we can give back to these wonderfully talented freaks is to simply, appreciate their music/what they do. seeing them live is the ultimate. and suddenly meeting them, getting their autographs, taking a picture, just doesnt seem so important afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may be wrong, but i'm glad i feel this way.&lt;br /&gt;p.s: i love your singing patrick stump!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;monday&lt;/strong&gt; was pretty crap. hated it alot cuz all the results i got back were _ :(&lt;br /&gt;training was surprisingly good though. started off pretty bad cuz i literally havent bowled in ages. but i think the fine-tuning was fantastic and tweaking things a little bit helped pull up my pinfall by about 20.&lt;br /&gt;still not good enough to avoid embarrassment during b divs though. i'll have to suck it up and work hard next week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm really getting lazy. will post about efl whenever i can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-5871577381912480965?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/5871577381912480965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=5871577381912480965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/5871577381912480965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/5871577381912480965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/03/shyness-speaks-louder-than-those.html' title='shyness speaks louder than those rumours'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-1033716393949450888</id><published>2007-03-02T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T19:04:45.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the paintings on the wall, just for being there</title><content type='html'>i'm not the type that goes around obsessed with celebrity pairings, but dont you think josh hartnett and scarlet johansson are just the most perfect couple in history? (in terms of looks. how shallow of me) so if anybody knows scarlet.j, please tell her not to leave josh for justin timberlake, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hellos. i'm only blogging cuz i'm fuck-bored. at my mums office right now. waiting for my dad to come fetch and bring us to dinner. i feel like suggesting marche since we're going to vivo. and sitting on my mums chair makes me feel important haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today CAs ended and it was probably the worst end to an exam EVER. had to write zuo wen and english speech after last paper, which is bad timing to say the least cuz both in successions totally killed off my exams-just-ended-i-wanna-do-nothing-that-requires-me-to-think mood. i should have been doing something fun after school, but instead i went for bowling training. all in the name of...B DIV IN 3 WEEKS. but i had massive grastic flu hitting me bad after extra english class cuz i didnt eat the whole day, and so i was just dying at the bowling alley and not bowling. so i guess i cant really complain about not feeding myself well but it was such a total waste of a perfect start to a weekend. dontcha think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i'm feeling loads better now, so i shall forget about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really eager to post all my pictures i've been taking since january this year. hopefully i can do it tonight when i get back home. so look out for it in the snapshots links.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace. to my dear friends still having CAs, add oil!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-1033716393949450888?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/1033716393949450888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=1033716393949450888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/1033716393949450888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/1033716393949450888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/03/paintings-on-wall-just-for-being-there.html' title='the paintings on the wall, just for being there'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-7812704452728262535</id><published>2007-03-01T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T17:39:48.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>incompetent, its so IN</title><content type='html'>i only have one paper left (elect history) and i'm stoked. the only drawback- theres no one online to celebrate with me. but, at least i'm headed for a really crazy weekend! saturdays D-DAY and it'll be the time of our lifes, just you wait. and then on sunday its dragging myself over to my grandma's. camwhoring with cousins, pigging out, and maybe a little gambling before CNY ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the same time a very irritating part of my brain is telling me i'm sure as hell gonna get what i deserve = some very bad grades this time around. cause again, history repeats itself for the gazillionth time and i crammed everything the nights before every paper. its quite sad right? maybe i have to be clear on something. when i mean "do badly", i mean doing not half as well as i could have. and not exactly according to... the average standard or comparing with everybody else. like, i got 16/30 for chinese and i was freak happy!!! :) even though it was so tyco and my teacher didnt kill me though i lifted every answer from the passages. my mum wasnt as enthu about it as i expected her to be, but then i realised shes still in denial of how bad my chinese really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its getting a little annoying. after every exam i tell myself i mustnt repeat the same mistake and suffer at the last minute. but then, i never learn from my own mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most ironic thing is, every subject i've been cramming so hard for really went to waste, cuz i got killed by the papers anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i refuse to admit cramming is useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crammers-for-life club&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-7812704452728262535?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/7812704452728262535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=7812704452728262535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/7812704452728262535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/7812704452728262535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/03/incompetent-its-so-in.html' title='incompetent, its so IN'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-3183583365226127577</id><published>2007-02-24T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T14:22:49.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Revelation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm not intending to give up anytime soon, fuck no. giving the best shot there is is probably the furthest thing from failure.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;next weeks CA week, so technically i'm supposed to be cramming like crazy right now. its saturday afternoon and i still havent got much done. but something tells me this is what i should be doing haha. i guess i'm always saying the same thing in every post. that i'm busy and maybe we all are. then again, maybe we're busy only because we spent half our time doing... unproductive stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;time flies week in week out and there still seems to be heaps of stuff to do. can't wait for CAs to be over, at least i'll have some breathing space for a bit. yepp this weekends like prison.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;tons of stuff has happened in the month of feb, more so than january. all in all i've had a blast. even though i've gotten into some trouble (including on the first day of cny) at least i've got things to ponder over and not to mention, tons of pics to post! will do that soon on imagestation, hopefully next sunday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the only thing i regret is slacking alot of my free time away and not blogging often enough :P but you know, regretting is useless so i can only hope that march will be as fun if not better then feb :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;God bless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-3183583365226127577?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/3183583365226127577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=3183583365226127577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/3183583365226127577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/3183583365226127577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/02/revelation.html' title='The Revelation'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-8285211193960897180</id><published>2007-02-16T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T22:44:18.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last chance last chance! strings attached</title><content type='html'>continuation from previous post done earlier today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, its only fair that i continue with my birthday shout-outs. for all the rest of the februray peps, this ones for you. cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today (16th feb)&lt;br /&gt;Sweet 16 JEANNE!!! this time i'm gonna write a super long one for you, nothing to write just crap out haha. you know i wanted to write your full name, but i'm scared i'll get your chinese name wrong and i cant seem to remember your confirmation name. i was trying to check your archives to look for the post on your confirmation! how nice am i?&lt;br /&gt;anyway i just hope u're having an awesome birthday! havent seen you since god-knows-when. i cant remember exactly when was the last time, all i remember is it was 2 years ago and BURGER KING. ;D so, i'm hinting that you should hurry come back, cuz i'm sure its not just me thats missing you. we can go trigger-happy again, taking stupid candid shots and just catchin up. how come i never see you on msn!!?? ok i better end here before everyone gets put off by my senseless ranting. tell me whats up with you when u've got the chance please. just want to know all the juicy scandalous stuff that goes on in the life of jeanne tan :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18th Feb&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday Elaine! my dearest cousin, remember the time u turned 22 and i told you your life was over cuz life ends at 21? haha i was just kidding, but times running out so faster find boyfriend and get married will you? okok no pressure. we'll all try and help you find tay ping hui's number or smth. ALL IN THE NAME OF THE COUSINS' PACT. :DD haha ok seriously, we're all always making fun of you but we love you all the same. once and for all, you're not gaining any weight!! - was that the best birthday present or wat! oh you know i got something else for you, i hope u'll like it. see you on sunday&lt;br /&gt;p.s: u're the only &lt;em&gt;adult&lt;/em&gt; i can actually have a proper conversation with without getting irritated/bored/the feeling that i'm dumb, so thanks alot :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21th feb&lt;br /&gt;Ginny!! i dont even know whether u'll see this but ah well, i'll play it safe haha. happy 16th birthday! i dont get to see you much in school but its good to know that u're always you - terribly honest in a funny way, tall, freaking prefect hair that pple shld mess up more often, smart, with hands that make mine look abnormally tiny, etc etc. so thanks for being all of that. i still remember long time ago i said this year i'll do something really crazy for you in school for your birthday and u said i sure wouldnt. for once i want to prove your statements wrong! but i've got no ideas and i'm running out of time! whats should i do? and i wish u could just make things easier by telling me what present you want, so much easier for me la! ok i'll think of something. smile always :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27th feb&lt;br /&gt;felicia! my "gia nang" oh so "petty" friend. happy sweet 16 to you! i think we've been in the same sunday sch since we were 4?? i'm really glad i know u even better now. you're really funny with all your wacky moments, all your emo moments. remember that time we went to bugis and just spent the whole afternoon wasting our life away but having the best time while we're at it. all the times we went to the different kfcs, u always eating your shrooms burger and we're just laughing at everything. once we finished 10 packets of chilli for one small pack of fries - u finishing 9 out of the 10 packets. etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;not to mention, thanks for all the hours on the phone discussing major stress issues and korean stuff, make me feel better not suffering alone. oops that sounds sadistic scratch that!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i think that pretty much wraps it up. hope i didnt miss anybody out or get any of the dates wrong. i dont think i can keep doing this for the rest of the year, so u feb babies better be grateful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace and happy cny everyone. (dont spend all your angbao money gambling -touch wood)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-8285211193960897180?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/8285211193960897180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=8285211193960897180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/8285211193960897180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/8285211193960897180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/02/last-chance-last-chance-strings.html' title='last chance last chance! strings attached'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-6738028235014104023</id><published>2007-02-16T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T21:55:19.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost, who said it could be found</title><content type='html'>whats up wtih blogger man! made me waste time creating a gmail account just to get in here, waste my time only. as it is i barely have the time to come here. i'm blogging less and less, so my posts are getting longer to sqeeze everything in one sitting. pardon me for that. i wont blame you if you leave halfway through the post, just tag and i'll forgive you haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schools been the usual, a blur of deadlines and almost dropping half-dead everywhere. at least badminton is over with!! one thing less to worry about. speaking of worry, i've been feeling lethargic about everything. its like only 12 noon on this bright humid day and i'm already feeling like getting some shuteye on the couch. maybe its because i forced myself out of bed at 9 this morning to call nic and send her on her way.&lt;br /&gt;even thinking about cny fills me with a tinge of dread- meeting people, socialising, and pushing temptations of cookies all around away from me just seems too tedious, boring, maybe even meaningless. the preparations for FOB's gig, CAs and my threatened space on the 'b' div bowling team is just sending me over the edge. thats just a few of the bigger headaches, and i'm not exaggerating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last weekend was fun though. celebrated 3 birthdays. thanks for the company dearest friends, it was much more worth my while then spending time with my homework to complete them. :D and then one of the days there was GRAMMYS on tv!! on tuesday i think. it was nice, good entertainment for 3 whole hours. really proud of the dixie chicks, carrie underwood. and correan bailey rae and john mayer's performance was awesome!! john mayer has really hot longer hair now. newcomer correan's voice is just the most special thing i've ever heard, pple shld really check her music out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday after school was fun too. went to watch epic movie with leng and nicole. the movie sucks like hell, i'm warning everyone haha. please dont waste your money. the best part of the movie is the trailer they show at the mrt stations. if you're really desperate for a laugh, i suggest go try watching norbit or something. epic movie pokes fun at all the american shows, movies and scandals. if u dont know these well, u probably wont get half the silly dialogue, spoofs, and intended props. but then again, getting it is one thing, not laughing because it is not even funny is another. waiting for the movie to start was more entertaining and that was free. we window shopped and sat at kopitiam laughing our heads off about stupid stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i think this post is getting too long. shall take a short break and start on a fresh page :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm nuts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-6738028235014104023?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/6738028235014104023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=6738028235014104023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/6738028235014104023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/6738028235014104023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/02/lost-who-said-it-could-be-found.html' title='lost, who said it could be found'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-117082357416978277</id><published>2007-02-07T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T12:59:19.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>biased fairness may just bring you something</title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;there must be something great about sleeping in while everyone else wakes up at an unearthly hour in the dark to go to school. you wake up and its a bright sunny day. not too humid, such that you don't start the day on the wrong sticky note. you see your parents leave for work, and you don't really feel much. it just reminds you that your schedule for the next couple of hours is just a welcoming blank/empty list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha thats just how the mornings been for me. my eye pimple is still getting grosser and its still irritating when i go out in the sun, but other than that all the resting is helping me to relax, which is nice for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well maybe normal people relax during the weekends. but my weekends of late are just full of homework. if i'm not rushing for datelines, i'm going to church or celebrating somebodys birthday or sleeping at my gramp's house or going out. ok something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of birthdays, i didnt realise so many people's birthdays fell on feb. people i know that is, which is not alot. last weekend was first brother's and martha's. i think i should congratulate them here even though its belated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd Feb&lt;br /&gt;Happy 20th Jo!!! you're not a teenager anymore? i still can't bloody picture that. i guess you spent most of your teenhood in church or with friends, which is a good thing. we're not close cuz i think we're quite different and u're just much older, but thanks for helping me in maths. really nice of you. i know you hate what u're doing now in NS and the job doesnt really suit you, but i can just see it - your perseverance and ability to handle pple is building you up just fine. you'll be out of it sooner than you know, keep your chin up!&lt;br /&gt;without a doubt in my mind you'll be what you want to be, some big shot heart doctor someday. &lt;strong&gt;remember hor, if i've got any problems with my heart&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;when we're old must give me 50% discount!&lt;/strong&gt; ok touch wood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th Feb&lt;br /&gt;Happy Sweet 16 Martha! hey i still can't believe both you and felicia are older than me, but yah maybe i'm the most immature? haha. i've known you since sec one or maybe earlier, but i only truly got to know you last year. all the experiences we've had from confi class, i wont forget. too bloody special/nice to forget anyways! anyway you're super loyal to your friends, and that is one of the things i learnt from you. thanks skinny girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in case this weekend i dont blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9th Feb&lt;br /&gt;Sweet 16 Adel!! omgoodness i've known you since we were 6, and now u're turning 16! how awesome is that. i'm sorry to hear about your grandma, hope you're feeling better. just know that shes in a happy place now. i remember my grandma passed when i was 5, and the first thing i turned to my dad and asked "was she a good peson? will she go to heaven? are u sure?" and he said "yes i'm sure" so i didnt cry, haha.&lt;br /&gt;whatever happens this year and after Os, i hope we'll keep in contact for as long as possible. if i look back i'll just remember flashes of memories with stuff like Goosebumps, Harry Potter, Star Wars, Nsync, and Mcfly hahaha. oh and lets work hard this year, like you said if we see each other in the same jc you'll just die of laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm super tired now. one last one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10th Feb&lt;br /&gt;Happy 16th birthday Leng!!! you loud-mouthed Housewife whose middle name is A___ and you S___ so much that your tee-shirt turns yellow at the sides!! HAHAHA. ok inside joke. no but seriously, you're super funny and you provide all of us at the back of math class and on the way to chinese class etc with a ton of lame stuff to laugh about. so thanks. without you i wont receive any of those cheesy friendship smses too. love ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love the four of you. as friends and one brother la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a nice one :D (sorry about the super long post)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-117082357416978277?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/117082357416978277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=117082357416978277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/117082357416978277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/117082357416978277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/02/biased-fairness-may-just-bring-you.html' title='biased fairness may just bring you something'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-117000137443212969</id><published>2007-01-29T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T00:22:54.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ask for cool and you get wanna-be</title><content type='html'>greetings! its a late sunday night, or should i say monday morning, and i'm refusing to sleep as usual. maybe its because of the math homework laying there half-done, or maybe not. maybe because i'm excited. maybe because the propect of tomorrow is just nerve-wrecking to some extent. isnt it funny how you think a competition really is nothing much to it, but then when you're thrust upon the stage to busk in the limelight suddenly, in the heat of the moment everything changes? your palms feel sweaty and you can't exactly think straight. its just a short moment actually, but in that moment it really does feel much longer. what is time anyway? an illusion that goes in sync with your emotions or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enough of that crap. sorry my mind trails off sometimes. so anyway, maybe tomorrow wont be so bad. a couple of classes, recess, then off to ang mo kio for the competition, then over to town to meet my parents for dinner. piece of cake. chase away my inner demons (fear of embarrasment, my ego, my LACK OF INTELLIGENCE FOR AMATH, etc) and i'm good to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i were to look back on my week, i'll just vision a blurr of stuff i had to do in school. so it was pretty hectic. could only go home early on tuesday, and it was like at 4 plus. its really a big feat for a slacker like me mind you! had lots of tests plus house prac plus training plus competition. maybe some was a waste of time, maybe some wasnt. hope i can be even more productive this week, its a must! i kinda regret how i managed my time as a whole, its the sole or at least main reason why i'm lagging behind in class. lagging?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the approaching month of february looks even more challenging for me. gotta really try and balance work and play. work = CAs. play = bro's brithday, martha's birthday, adel's birthday, CNY!!, etc etc. dont ask me why theres so much more play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the very least, the whole 5-day school routine really makes the weekends that much sweeter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday faster come again please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a gd week :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-117000137443212969?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/117000137443212969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=117000137443212969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/117000137443212969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/117000137443212969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/01/ask-for-cool-and-you-get-wanna-be.html' title='ask for cool and you get wanna-be'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-116935545073307888</id><published>2007-01-21T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T12:57:30.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no need</title><content type='html'>hey guys! just wanted to pop by for a quick one...&lt;br /&gt;just thought i'll let you know, i've added a new link on my "snapshots" list! be sure to check it out when u're extremely bored ok, cuz i spent some time on it. i realised i had alot of pics on my camera phone that i took over the hols so i decided to put them all together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepp thats about it. have a nice one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-116935545073307888?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/116935545073307888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=116935545073307888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/116935545073307888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/116935545073307888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/01/no-need.html' title='no need'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-116911421849794223</id><published>2007-01-18T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T17:56:58.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the success story that failed to impress</title><content type='html'>hey one and all, today is the first day since the start of school that my class didnt get any homework. what a miracle right! ok unless you count getting 3 chem sums homework. but with a blessing comes a curse, and there you have it - 5 tests for bio and chinese girls next week, plus a and e math plus ss. &lt;em&gt;cringe.&lt;/em&gt; how scary is that. i have to admit my recent bad mark in amath didnt do v.good for my confidence. i tried to study which was the worst part, i should've tried harder to mug and not give up so easily. easier said than done isnt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided to join the badminton nationals even though i'm not in badminton anymore. can you believe it? gotta thank Kris, for helping me escape chinese mock exam and postponing bio test to 2 days later. also a chance for me to get back in shape, this week's p.e conditioning was killer, which tells me how out of shape i am. BOWLERS ARE UNFIT. seriously. if they didnt invent things like the Eco Club and Interactive club we'll probably be the ultimate loser group. OK JUST KIDDING. (hope i dont get beaten up for this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna give the ngee ann poly open house and bowling trainings a miss too. gotta brush up on my badminton, my technique has probably been rusting for so long it has turned into an antique!&lt;br /&gt;what the hell does my brain come up with these days, seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all the dead-boring school news from me. i guess the only time i ever do anything interesting is in the weekends. last saturday was one of the most fun. after church my dad fetched me and we went to town to meet mum and the bros. shopped alot. crazy sales are awesome!! i'm a cheapo so i'm refusing to buy anymore new clothes for cny. i got enough already. don't stereotype sales as lousy ok. i can prove it isnt.&lt;br /&gt;just before christmas i got a nice black shirt for about 45 bucks or something. quite cheap cuz its a shirt. but last saturday i went back to the same place and got the same shirt in a different colour (army green) and it was 12.90!! is that a good deal or what. and my black shirt was still there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all of that we met up with some family friends from overseas cuz it was their last night in s'pore. met them at meritus and went over to chatterbox cuz starbucks was freaking crowded. just chatted for many many hours, but it didnt seem that long. maybe because i like talking and i do talk alot. more than my teachers can stand perhaps. and they lived around the world, including s'pore. so theres plenty to talk about? went back at 1plus in the morning. missed my football but thanks adel and martha for updating me ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enough crap from me. i promise i'll type more interesting posts after this. i just had to flush the boring-ness (school syndrome) out of my system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-116911421849794223?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/116911421849794223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=116911421849794223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/116911421849794223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/116911421849794223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/01/success-story-that-failed-to-impress.html' title='the success story that failed to impress'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19693827.post-116866159842391150</id><published>2007-01-13T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T12:13:18.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a cute girl without a name</title><content type='html'>finally got some time on my hands to blog... i work long hours you see. but school has been alright, i'm coping well and everything just seems a little better because next year i wont be there anymore. yesterday will probably be the coldest day of the year. it was raining non-stop for two days and lucky me, of all days i gotta get a slight cold and i was just freezing without a jacket at the bowling alley after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training is fun when theres no teacher no coach. just us sec 4s doing whatever we please. eating lunch then starting practice an hour late. pretty pleased with my bowling, i hit 4 strikes and a spare or 2, but also plenty of reckless blunders. thats what happens when we're just out to make a fool of each other and get a total laugh out of it. finally caught up with mehreen. havent seen her in literally ages but thankfully shes still her same old crazy self ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sounds like i'm not serious about my cca and it got me thinking. since i'm already forcing myself to go for every training just to get the cca points at the end of the year i might as well work hard to get better at it. i'll focus when i have to, but that doesnt mean i wont try to have fun. if by a stoke of luck i get into the b' div team this year that would be fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i decided to stay home in the afternoon while my family does some shopping at bugis. to me, no place can beat shopping in town. except maybe Gap at vivo. so i'll just chill at home for a bit, head to church in the evening, then heading down town at night. my new friday timetable turned out to be really slack, so i have almost no work for the weekend. is that a miracle or what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok thats about it for my schooling life at the moment. i dont wish to rant on about it cuz its generally kinda mundane. i hope to upadte more often though, as that would mean i'm not so busy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care you who is reading this :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19693827-116866159842391150?l=alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/feeds/116866159842391150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19693827&amp;postID=116866159842391150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/116866159842391150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19693827/posts/default/116866159842391150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysshitalking.blogspot.com/2007/01/cute-girl-without-name.html' title='a cute girl without a name'/><author><name>Desiree Chua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
