<?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-37115146</id><updated>2012-01-30T03:23:07.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We must stay vigilant.</title><subtitle type='html'>乖，别闹了。</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>642</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-9081443982577555346</id><published>2012-01-30T02:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T02:35:56.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Polka.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the other day I was bored and annoyed by my miserly relatives I decided to google myself. Turns out there's some really... old posts that's just, beyond embarrassment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so gross when I'm young! Ew Heather! 我痞视你。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it's time to remove some posts in order to protect my privacy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Realised I've been under the shelter of care by Jo and Tricia too much. Would be really 'in my face' if I decided to live independently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I went all smart-alec(?) and remove all the htmls for my links to clear up my page, turns out I almost forgot my friends' links. Shall go get it from them some time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My siblings so poor thing sometimes. Have to do all the project work by themselves because they got useless group mates. One day I shall go back to EPPS as a honored alumni and grab those kiddos by the collar and go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"YOU KNOW WHY."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-9081443982577555346?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/9081443982577555346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=9081443982577555346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/9081443982577555346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/9081443982577555346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2012/01/polka.html' title='Polka.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-471745768112332881</id><published>2011-12-27T03:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T03:18:45.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Would you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Been too caught up in my holidays after SIP by watching all the HK dramas of 2011. (Best of the best, btw.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that I sort of forgot, or I presumed, that I'm still in school. Or graduated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crazy, really crazy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just very happy with how things are right now. Most of the times 丢三落四的。。。but it's alright. I have enough youth as of yet to give it away to Time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes you just wanna get a grip on yourself, but then thinking back, you feel that you owe yourself this much, just this much; so you let it be. And choose not to think about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, you should prolly watch 《天与地》. I usually dl an episode. Watch, then delete when I'm done but after ep5 I just cant bear to delete these gems away! TOO GOOD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cant bear wasting away the splendid acting zee actors and actresses put in, and their efforts. And best, watching in Canto (I usually watch in Canto) is so 爽！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K lah, I admit I keep zee eps is because there's a new found actor that's recently acting in a lot of minor roles and I'm always spotting him. And he acts well. So, supporting him. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-471745768112332881?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/471745768112332881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=471745768112332881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/471745768112332881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/471745768112332881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2011/12/would-you.html' title='Would you?'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-5074843389349924088</id><published>2011-12-23T18:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T18:15:35.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>大家来听听些放松的歌曲吧！</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="390" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0BNPLT8OcRo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这就是所谓的百听不厌~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;大爱。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-5074843389349924088?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/5074843389349924088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=5074843389349924088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/5074843389349924088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/5074843389349924088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title='大家来听听些放松的歌曲吧！'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/0BNPLT8OcRo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-5782448893425594163</id><published>2011-11-17T07:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T07:16:24.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forensics Heroes III</title><content type='html'>Anyway, I'm very happy that Forensics Heroes have 30 episodes instead of 20! I really thought I was going to finish up the series and got a little panic attack because it's SIMPLY awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;太好看了！法政先锋 III (*^_^*）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-5782448893425594163?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/5782448893425594163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=5782448893425594163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/5782448893425594163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/5782448893425594163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2011/11/forensics-heroes-iii.html' title='Forensics Heroes III'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-4811546176314312434</id><published>2011-11-13T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T21:38:05.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wassup.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Been brooding over some of the major decisions in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you asked me 3 years ago after I graduated from Secondary school life, 'Hey Heather, would you go to university?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was a straight 'No.' or even 'Hell no.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I wasnt looking far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I ponder. Wondered. Explored. Craved, even. To just go to university because... I think I've found what I would want to be empowered with in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you know what's sad?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As they always claimed, 'The root of all evil.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hah... It's really taking a toll on me with me trying to devise a safety net plan to secure my future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You dont even want to know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just want to say it's really hard; because no one listens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Almost bawled everytime I talked about it to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;追求自己的梦想；的确需要庞大的勇气。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-4811546176314312434?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/4811546176314312434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=4811546176314312434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/4811546176314312434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/4811546176314312434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2011/11/wassup.html' title='Wassup.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-7386334661850649005</id><published>2011-08-05T01:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T01:37:32.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Magical being since Sunday, 31.07.2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qDR1IbgvaZo/TjrYrr4JrBI/AAAAAAAABCo/_G8IG3H0-OQ/s1600/Magical%2521.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 232px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qDR1IbgvaZo/TjrYrr4JrBI/AAAAAAAABCo/_G8IG3H0-OQ/s400/Magical%2521.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637056128631811090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would prefer it better if Draco's name under me. Teehee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-7386334661850649005?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/7386334661850649005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=7386334661850649005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/7386334661850649005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/7386334661850649005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2011/08/magical-being-since-sunday-31072011.html' title='Magical being since Sunday, 31.07.2011'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qDR1IbgvaZo/TjrYrr4JrBI/AAAAAAAABCo/_G8IG3H0-OQ/s72-c/Magical%2521.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-6640748396692604858</id><published>2011-07-31T02:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T02:43:10.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eh since I already have money inside Paypal... Might as well use it to buy my snuff bottles!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-6640748396692604858?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/6640748396692604858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=6640748396692604858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/6640748396692604858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/6640748396692604858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2011/07/eh-since-i-already-have-money-inside.html' title=''/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-4672571142716469881</id><published>2011-07-15T00:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T00:52:21.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling sentimental?</title><content type='html'>Watched HP7 Part 2 today. AMAZZZING.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, if you dont wanna be picky, it's really good lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Snape had always been my favourite Professor lor. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been loving Alan Rickman since after I found my love for Malfoy. Like, round the 3rd movie? "Page, Three hundred and Ninety, Four." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dk, but his voice is the SEX. I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So charming and hawt and mesmerising... makes me feel so grossed with my own voice. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, you know after people who dont read the books watched HP7 or after how the last movie glorified him and all, I'm sure loads of people will flock and start the 'snape, you the man, im your fan' shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, just wanna make this clear, been loving him even before he was glorified in HP7. Am not a 'jump onto the bandwagon' kind of person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tyvm. /flips hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-4672571142716469881?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/4672571142716469881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=4672571142716469881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/4672571142716469881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/4672571142716469881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2011/07/feeling-sentimental.html' title='Feeling sentimental?'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-7268283272060790717</id><published>2011-07-12T02:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T02:07:38.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>相愁。</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-size:18.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:KaiTi"&gt;林中探绿柳，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:KaiTi"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-size:18.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:KaiTi"&gt;紫箩扑笼之，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:KaiTi"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-size:18.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:KaiTi"&gt;微愁若雨丝。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:KaiTi"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: KaiTi; "&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="line-height: 115%; font-family: KaiTi; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;林紫微著&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 22pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: KaiTi; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: KaiTi; "&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="line-height: 115%; font-family: KaiTi; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;A poem I created myself. :D first time trying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Can you spot the surprise? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-7268283272060790717?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/7268283272060790717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=7268283272060790717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/7268283272060790717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/7268283272060790717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post_12.html' title='相愁。'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-5865023463123208200</id><published>2011-07-10T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T00:48:04.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tom Felton.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My tuition kid really really like to tell on me to his mom after I left the house. Or even before I left!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so embarrassing, next time I must make a note to not talk so much when Im with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And he said Tommy is anorexic, really meh? He like to sprout nonsense, can't tahan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Tom really anorexic meh? It's just that he have a small chin and his head kept growing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I think he eats well?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remembered one of his tweets where he was talking about celebrating his award for MTV so he called in loadsa room service... and then he tweeted that he can't finished it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HE REALLY ANOREXIC MEH?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dont like that leh, Tom. My heart hurts ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-5865023463123208200?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/5865023463123208200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=5865023463123208200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/5865023463123208200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/5865023463123208200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2011/07/tom-felton.html' title='Tom Felton.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-363670918711869596</id><published>2011-07-07T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T00:17:47.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>最佳的爱情。</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone's having someone. How fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was really off for Heather Lum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Felt very drowsy and bit of a sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hideous feeling actually. I mean, I'm kinda well and strong almost everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weak body? Aniya~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The taxi had to go through this really long tunnel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dont know why, it scares me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am I having some claustrophobic mindset or something?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've never felt so wanting to puke/breathless/scared when I went through tunnels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/shakes head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dunno. I think my body's changing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I went back to Vietnam for its Chuchi tunnels again, I think I might just die inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;到底怎样才算是最佳的爱情呢？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;它的观念，已在我心里改变了近千次。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;唉，就让它随风飘去吧。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;人生若只如初见。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;那该多好。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/满载的回忆。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-363670918711869596?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/363670918711869596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=363670918711869596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/363670918711869596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/363670918711869596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title='最佳的爱情。'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-7302783584659230</id><published>2011-06-28T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T23:34:14.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Index nail got chipped off the other day while sending Tricia off to the airport.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cut it all off. Very weird feeling typing now. Tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, I want to watch the Bosco and Myolie new China show. Just to see them together, aigooo, so sweet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha, Bosco really have a nice bod though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-7302783584659230?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/7302783584659230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=7302783584659230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/7302783584659230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/7302783584659230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2011/06/index-nail-got-chipped-off-other-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-7363214706916266523</id><published>2011-06-27T01:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T01:36:46.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>也許在你心裡, 夢是自己的.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School's starting tomorrow. How dreadful ohmy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the first time I've had holidays are yet not started on ANY homework. /shakes head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I'm really bad. This is worst than when I was in Sec3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some shoutout to myself; pardon me. "奖学金是做假的吗？！"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Asked Tricia for help and she merely replied, "Do you want to go to University?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ouch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How impactful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tricia is really so Tricia~~~ /sister syndrome coming out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to the cemetery today. For Haz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I also went to find Great-Grandma's tomb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think she's really awesome. I feel that she slowly guide me to her tomb when I thought I was like, lost in the seas of tombs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank You. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, if I had the chance to go overseas to study, I would also do up a blog just for my years of studying there. Telling you guys how to do this, how to do that, etc. For all the lost souls like me who have the determination but yet no direction, I will be there for you guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore, first, I need to study hard even though I hate it so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Secondly, zee tuition cash. Have to start really saving again. Realised I've bought so many unnecessary stuff over the past few months. Chair and whatsnot. TSK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And not be lazy. Because lazy = dragging time = Late. = Panic. = CAB = $$$ GONE = NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I need to start going back to church. Oh, how many times have I said it ohmy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I feel that church instills in me some kind of responsibility that makes me feel more mature and more 'good'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOD SAVE ME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And church really calms me down. sigh, I've lost that peacefulness for like 2 and half years now. I missed it so much. /sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, need to pack my desk to dig out my notes that I've left underneath when tests were over. Damn, it's just merely two weeks! Waekudae yo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like I've not been packing for 6 months. Tsk. Then the malacca things I also haven find space to put yet. It's just lying on the floor. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Lynn's prezzie all is on my desk. kekeke, dont worry. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, I think I need to start on my group project first. Cant possibly let them die with me, it's bad. I cannot drag people down. NO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Annyonghi kaesaeyo~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-7363214706916266523?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/7363214706916266523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=7363214706916266523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/7363214706916266523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/7363214706916266523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title='也許在你心裡, 夢是自己的.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-8761497334104726985</id><published>2011-06-19T03:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T03:44:35.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad daughter, good granddaughter.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bright Homes really make me reflect a lot as a grandchild myself. :'D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, at today's gathering, what Tricia said about quarreling with parents while trying to convince Nixon got me thinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'ah, so that's how sis remove her grudges.' etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thinking about the young times when Jeremy carried me on back despite the hardship... hmm, I really need to reflect deeply upon myself as a daughter/ a child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-8761497334104726985?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/8761497334104726985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=8761497334104726985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/8761497334104726985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/8761497334104726985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2011/06/bad-daughter-good-granddaughter.html' title='Bad daughter, good granddaughter.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-1919785898994728176</id><published>2011-05-16T01:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T01:07:56.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever since GE started, my interest in Omona-ing, or Kpop-ing, has been down down down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because let's face it, what's more interesting than politics?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But 2NE1's LONELY is daebak, once again, who said they cant sing? /rolls eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-1919785898994728176?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/1919785898994728176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=1919785898994728176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/1919785898994728176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/1919785898994728176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2011/05/sigh.html' title='Sigh,'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-5987506532015967505</id><published>2011-05-14T22:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T23:25:41.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joanna~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some nights ago, I really really, got impacted(?) by Joanna's presence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Long story short, there's this lizard near my bed when I was turning in for the night, but then, i think it's sixth sense or something, I just felt real weird-out and kinda itchy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought it must some mozzies tryna suck my blood and all, so I just continue to counter-attack by pulling up my blanket and etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, I got really pissed so I on the lights and went to fetch some Baygone. Started spraying here and there like a gardener, then I SPOTTED THIS ADULT LIZARD RIGHT BESIDE WHERE I WAS SLEEPING LIKE, JUST THERE. O mon dieu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thoughts started to flashed past me on how did it get there and all, and I was really freaked out by then because few days ago, it as like, at another place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thought of it sort of crawled beside me to get to the place it's located at now really isnt helping, and damn , it's not even crawling out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I started to hit the poster behind it like really thud thud so that it would move but to no avail, and I sprayed the sides round it but to no avail too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to nudge Joanna even though everyone's asleep now. Telling her about the lizard, and she groggily replied 'just spray the baygone'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeing her still sleepy, I doubt she would wake up and help me so I went back defeated trying to get it away from me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sprayed it with lots of Baygone and there's no reaction, that lizard still have the audacity to try to lick the Baygone omg, it's freaking disgusting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also rapidly hit the poster thud thud so that it would come out and OMG. It tried to crawled into my bed! Really SCARY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was biting my finger trying not to scream and I started to take my phone and called my mom. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So she picked up and my voice was seriously full of desperation telling her that the lizard was crawling into my bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It hanged up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 seconds like that, JOANNA APPEARED~ OMG. The rock in my heart literally got smashed like those angry birds rocks I swear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I jumped off my bed and went to get her tissues and Baygone and she was tackling the lizard and finally caught it by the tail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PHEW. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to clean up the area where it had climbed and after that, it was just like another night. Ok, so it's a long story. Sorry. I thought I need to explain in detail so that you can understand, you know, I mean...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday Joanna was talking about it and  I was telling her how from that moment onwards I will totally take care of her for the rest of her life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And she's like, you better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I said, if I ever be unfilial, just mention the word LIZARD. Or 'do you remember how many years ago, I helped you catch the lizard?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LMAO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will CONFIRM remember Joanna coming to the rescue. Tsk, SHE IS SO GREAT!!!!! I LOVE HER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-5987506532015967505?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/5987506532015967505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=5987506532015967505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/5987506532015967505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/5987506532015967505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2011/05/joanna.html' title='Joanna~~~'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-2193143876805298438</id><published>2011-05-08T05:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T05:30:52.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nurhaci.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am still onto the third series of the Chinese book that I'm reading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This time, I really read it real slow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh, maybe it's the start of school and all. Bright Homes 2nd event? or 3rd, down. still got a lot more to go till July.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two more weeks to another event. Really scared. Hope the residents will really like what we planned. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and you know. Qing Dynasty had like 12 emperors? I'm still on Nurhaci, the very 1st emperor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hurry up, I want to read up about Kangxi, Yongzheng, and Qianlong emperors man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/talks to self.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are wondering why the name so weird, it's because they are Manchurians. Nurhaci wasnt really influenced yet by the Chinese literacy and etc, so his name is very... manchu-ish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if you see from his grandson Shunzhi onwards, the influence of Chinese literature and also Chinese culture had very much educated him more towards the Chinese side, so their reign names was very Chinese, well, along with their real names, then romanised into Manchu language, instead of the other way round. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GE just over. I'm happy to have more voices in the Parliament. Brings about competition~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which was what the govt said to us when FT was asked. kekeke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taste of your own medicine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really pending... I like China history as a whole a lot, to the level of obsessed, even. If you say so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So... the question is,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What should I do when I grow up? Sigh sigh sigh. Since Kev dropped us a really good bomb on Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of which, I would literally just go to school on Friday for him, even if it's just a mere 5 minutes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-2193143876805298438?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/2193143876805298438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=2193143876805298438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/2193143876805298438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/2193143876805298438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2011/05/nurhaci.html' title='Nurhaci.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-1040486023140651602</id><published>2011-04-28T00:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T01:24:16.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maroon 5 will... always be loved.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It cant be described in words. Everything was just so perfect and amazing and glorious and splendid and everything positive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Negative being it almost made me lost my voice (But hey, that's a honour man), and I think even if they sang for like, 7 hours straight, I would still say it aint enough, so yea, greedy fangirl here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What can I say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a very good 8 years, through my childhood till adolescent. I cant believe that I've been listening to raunchy lyrics ever since I was in P5. O mon dieu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Keep her coming every night~ So hard to keep her satisfied.' Etc etc etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear Idk what those mean when i was young ok, i just sing along dumbly. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, been watching videos fancams of the concert; I would gladly upload it up BUT for almost every video that I recorded, I can heard myself singing along, it's a tad embarrassing so I guess I should just keep them for my own collection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh DAMN, you know, THE most wonderful thing during the concert was that... They ended the performance with SUNDAY MORNING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IKR?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MY SUNDAY MORNING OMG. That really got me rushed down to barricades flailing like a banshee. Idk, if a banshee even flails, omgosh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maroon 5, they really got me bad! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I was reading up news, seems like Adam's not keen on Maroon5 forever. :/ Dk how i should feel about that though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter what, I will try to support each of them. Plus the new member PJ~ Hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-1040486023140651602?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/1040486023140651602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=1040486023140651602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/1040486023140651602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/1040486023140651602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2011/04/maroon-5-will-always-be-loved.html' title='Maroon 5 will... always be loved.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-1057399678793458862</id><published>2011-04-23T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T01:33:33.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Friday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's Good Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to the church with my aunt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The service was good. Get to see my Pastor again... I think he slimmed down. kekeke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think a lot of people slimmed down lor, I saw another guy who was in the youth ministry too, haha, totally slimmed down! I really need to start rolling out my fats. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, service was good. The worshipping is jjang like heaven and holy communion is really sad. I can never bear to watch Passion of The Christ because it's abit too real but ohmy, for what my Heaven Father have gone through during his mortal years, what more can I say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The truth is set there for us to see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can be what I am now is because he washes my sins, all that I've done till now. So so so indebted to Him, for He have bestowed upon so many things that... frankly speaking, I'm even getting too greedy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway, God is Great~! Love You Jesus! Love You so so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spent the day with my two aunts. Watched The Ultimate Winner. I feel that it's so biased that Singaporean movies can portray so much altars and gods and statues, but then when it's about Christianity, just that little bit more of element regarding Christ gets banned or censored or ask for editing of film. All that editing makes the movie ending so abrupt. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh, heard some sad news.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was really moments when I was walking behind them... i just felt so sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like, last time, I was so short standing beside them and now, I'm so much taller than them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time really waits for  no one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 years? Then I'll be like, 24?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What would I be doing at 24?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would I even get to start university? :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would Grandma still be waiting for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-1057399678793458862?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/1057399678793458862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=1057399678793458862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/1057399678793458862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/1057399678793458862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2011/04/good-friday.html' title='Good Friday.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-5514852263100673922</id><published>2011-04-16T01:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T01:19:15.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>买个安心。</title><content type='html'>Ok manszsxsxz. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You gotta hear this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember yesterday I was freaking out for my so-called impeding deafness?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to see a doctor today to ease my worries since ytd night I was really freaking myself out when checking the symptoms on the Web.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the doc checks my left ear and said it was really clear, no blockage or whatsoever, so the cause is from the nose itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He gave me this nasal spray and etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After waking up from my nap and having my dinner, surfing the Net as usual, I went to open up the nasal spray and was reading the instructions on how to use it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just when I was about to spray it into my nostrils, with me blowing out my nose before that; I realised, the air pressure is gone! O mon dieu! Legit happy ok, jangnan aniya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didnt even notice how it's gone, it must be during the nap just now... something happened etc /looking over to when my Jesus portrait is placed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh Thank God. Amen to that Father Lord!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, back to the nasal spray. And the appointment today. All that MONEY omg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn it. My body just likes to play jokes on me you know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like how they always bluff me with my paddy day! YAH~ Kaman-isso! (stop now.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then, you know, spending money for ease? Or reassurance. (I like to use this four words to justify myself.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rather than living in fear... I would say it's worth it lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the sake of my reassurance, these kind of money are to be spent! Do you happen to have occurrences like that too?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jsyk, the chinese title basically means 'spending money for the ease of heart.' Yes, I love literal translations~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay for unblocked left ear! Even though i'm not sure whether not it'll be just temp or what but, yes to unblock ear!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-5514852263100673922?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/5514852263100673922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=5514852263100673922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/5514852263100673922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/5514852263100673922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title='买个安心。'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-5894970417850235121</id><published>2011-04-14T23:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T23:22:58.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey flu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://aleevita.files.wordpress.com/2011/04/gd.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 390px; height: 280px;" src="http://aleevita.files.wordpress.com/2011/04/gd.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry but you have to go away.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4days, it's enough. I'm sick of you, lets go our separate ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And omg, you know people, I think I'm gonna be deaf soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd day into the relationship with my flu, i have this ear pressure on my left ear and it's just really demoralising. It's a very awkward feeling with that pressure thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I tried everything like, coughing, burping, swallowing, pressing, but to no avail. Seems like it's a premonition. /teary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/shakes head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It even makes me paranoid, i had to kept bugging my friends and asking them if I am speakingtooloud. Tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just the simple act of someone wanting to sniff out mucus to their hearts' content! Alas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sidenote: I just finished downloading Love Song MV, imma sync it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-5894970417850235121?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/5894970417850235121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=5894970417850235121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/5894970417850235121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/5894970417850235121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2011/04/hey-flu.html' title='Hey flu.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-8352680124933818481</id><published>2011-04-09T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T00:21:39.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wonder, do bus drivers own car?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When do they have the time to drive?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My keypouch arrived. But I have no key.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it smelled so plastic-ly. Anyone have any idea how to remove the smell? Maybe i'll just diffuse my bolster smell to it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10 things I hate about you is so good. Makes me feel like falling in love. (Late) Heath Ledger was so  hawt; still hawt though~! You are great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-8352680124933818481?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/8352680124933818481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=8352680124933818481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/8352680124933818481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/8352680124933818481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-wonder-do-bus-drivers-own-car-when-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-1146018914065329114</id><published>2011-04-04T03:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T03:38:14.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's like 500 days of summer all over again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yongseo couple's last episode. :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="300" height="250" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/uqaJsToEgas" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="300" height="250" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/u-4sJBRFOPc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="300" height="250" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/UKb0-Qb5YtM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you so much for the memories. Watching these 51 episodes over the year made me feel that I'm also enjoying in a relationship with you guys too. Like, when you guys are at the cafe, perhaps, I will be like one of the ornaments on the sidewall? Following you like how Gil Raim appeared in Joowon's thoughts, just that i'm less prominent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Idk how to explain it to make it less like a creeper and reduce the cheesiness but... sigh Yongseo, thank you for being there, for my pleasure in seeing you guys every weeek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I can say I was taken/attached over the year and had enjoyed a wonderful relationship filled with gogumas though in the end, broken up a day right before my birthday. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But sobs, the memories that you've left is so much better than what my birthday signifies and plus in less than 24 hours, I had the accompaniment of Lius and Khuz by my side to tide me over and cheer me up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please be together when you guys are free from the claws of your management. I mean, for Hyun, you have 8 sisters + a yongseo shipper manager fighting for your rights so I can sort of ease my heart on you but Yong, you... tsktsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know FNC won't let you go so easily since you guys are still rookies and you know, doing the thang you're doing, dreams and all. Plus FNC still wants to milk you loads (cashcows cashcows.) so I won't be surprised if they started bans and etc or force you out with other girls, just, you know, protect the books that uri hyun had given to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, I still remember that face that korean female manager gave when we were shouting for yongseo during the showcase.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bunch of meanies.  Ew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh, the feeling of singlehood sucks. Right now. I need my ex (Yongseo) to feed me with sweet potatoes again and continue our dates every week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I just feel so void.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Empty. I need more yongseo kind of love. I want to join back to the attached club again. :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/bawling while rewatching the last scene again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-1146018914065329114?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/1146018914065329114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=1146018914065329114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/1146018914065329114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/1146018914065329114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-like-500-days-of-summer-all-over.html' title='It&apos;s like 500 days of summer all over again.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/uqaJsToEgas/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-6122690714252025803</id><published>2011-03-28T03:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T03:42:18.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Word.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wearing a zodiac shirt strutting down the street. Why would you wanna do that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People would prolly think you are just 12 years older or something, never younger. Because we are selfish like that. /wriggles fingers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course toddlers are fine. Stop trying to catch my 语病！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-6122690714252025803?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/6122690714252025803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=6122690714252025803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/6122690714252025803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/6122690714252025803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2011/03/word.html' title='Word.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-253931053644733395</id><published>2011-03-21T02:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T02:20:57.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Men cannot change if they do not wish to.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;/nods in deep agreement.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-253931053644733395?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/253931053644733395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=253931053644733395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/253931053644733395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/253931053644733395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2011/03/men-cannot-change-if-they-do-not-wish.html' title=''/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-154195736136707262</id><published>2011-03-16T02:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T02:31:30.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Support.</title><content type='html'>19 years old as of today. (Just now)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gross.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What an awkward age, reminds me that i'm in a pitstop. Temporary rest. What should I do next? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These Big BIG scenarios got my mind whirling about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thought Im gonna black out or something cause my eyes was having this, tunneling effect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna go pounce on Etsy or something. Cheers people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-154195736136707262?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/154195736136707262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=154195736136707262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/154195736136707262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/154195736136707262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2011/03/support.html' title='Support.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-9055531482566973591</id><published>2011-03-12T04:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T02:24:54.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>所谓， 如人饮水，冷暖自知。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-9055531482566973591?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/9055531482566973591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=9055531482566973591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/9055531482566973591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/9055531482566973591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-7787101622897657002</id><published>2011-01-30T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T01:45:29.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saw this off Omona's FFA.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you say you like something will your mother go out and buy you way too much of it?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;I swear, I think all moms are like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;I remembered during Primary 3 that time, Joanna just kept buying me this small little kids-size cups of Nissin CQYD (Chu Qian Yi Ding)  noodles because I said it was very cute and nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;I think I ate that for the whole of the year for Pri 3. Just because I said I liked it, Joanna buys way too much, it's like food strangulation to me. Lmao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;Also another time was that, Joanna sorta 'invented' this recipe of maggi noodles dipped in tomato sauce. Again, due to my obbsession for tomato sauce at that point of time, i just kept eating because I craved the sauce. But imagined me eating for another 6 months or so? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;Can die ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;Yet we wouldnt bear to break her heart by saying we dont like it, so I just forced myself to kept eating it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;But to her, she thinks that I really really enjoyed it therefore I think the portions of the noodles increased. ㅠ.ㅠ (I think it gives rise to my balding issues!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;Tricia that time also mentioned that she likes to eat chee cheong fun, so I swear for that period we just keep eating chee cheong fun for breakfast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;To the point of when our friends ask, 'what did you have for breakie?'; they'll be like, 'what? Why you keep eating this one?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;Lolol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;And then when we asked why keep buying/ making the same old food, Joanna will go, 'But you all say you like what.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;CORRECT ANOT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;Hahaha, come to think of it, I think parents are always like that lor. Lmao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;Those were the times, those were the times!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-7787101622897657002?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/7787101622897657002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=7787101622897657002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/7787101622897657002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/7787101622897657002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2011/01/saw-this-off-omonas-ffa.html' title='Saw this off Omona&apos;s FFA.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-5495508289398383162</id><published>2011-01-27T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T23:12:49.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My favourite poem.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Original. The '7 Step Poem.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: SimSun, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 25px; "&gt;《七步诗》&lt;br /&gt;【三国·魏】曹植&lt;br /&gt;煮豆持作羹，&lt;br /&gt;漉豉以为汁。&lt;br /&gt;萁在釜下燃，&lt;br /&gt;豆在釜中泣。&lt;br /&gt;本自同根生，&lt;br /&gt;相煎何太急？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: SimSun, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 25px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: SimSun, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;But people went to simplify it. So there's this modern version. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: SimSun, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: SimSun, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;Made by Cao Cao's youngest son, Cao Zhi.  After Cao Cao passed on, the eldest son went on to be emperor but then felt that Cao Zhi was a threat to him. He wanted Cao Zhi to create a poem within seven steps else he will kill him and Cao Zhi created this poem, walking one step at a time, till the 7th step. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: SimSun, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: SimSun, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: SimSun, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 25px; "&gt;【现代《七步诗》】——后人所改&lt;br /&gt;【三国·魏】 曹植&lt;br /&gt;煮豆燃豆萁，&lt;br /&gt;豆在釜中泣。&lt;br /&gt;本是同根生，&lt;br /&gt;相煎何太急？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: SimSun, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: SimSun, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 25px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Basically, this poem talks about how we are all from the same womb, so therefore why kill each other?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-5495508289398383162?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/5495508289398383162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=5495508289398383162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/5495508289398383162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/5495508289398383162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-favourite-poem.html' title='My favourite poem.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-5581727761214328204</id><published>2011-01-15T01:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T02:31:52.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almond and Chocolate.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just when I thought my Smurf's Village is normal, it went and kept rebooting for idk what. My crops are withered! -gaseumi appa!-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day, we were chatting with one of the lecturers, tsk, really, my idol for a reason. Left some famous quotes that got me go 'woahhhhhh~'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was saying how if you never speak up for yourself, no one will be able to speak up for you. Said his mentor told him that when he was in uni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And also another part that I like, goes along like, 'If anyone ruined your life, no matter anywhere, any time, whoever they are. You have the right to scold them. You dont just take the shit that's given to you' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something like that. It's... so reflecting, idk. He was like counselling someone and we were the extras, lmao. Listening in. Teehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loads more stuff that we talked about BUT. Kinda unfair to say it all out on a public blog. Unfair to everyone who's there at that time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yea, seriously the jjang-ness lecturer of all time~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today kickstarts the official 1st Bright Homes Program Planning event.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im really glad it all went well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though I didnt contribute alot, but to see it running so smoothly, the food, the games, the arrangement, the pleased look on Michael's face, the elderly, their time, everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我何德何能？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha, thank you so much. For everything, people like Farah worked so damn hard, im a wimp compared to her. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spending time with them really, warms my heart a lot. Im just really, felt the appreciation from them all and i'm glad I could receive while I can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First week of school is over and I've spoilt my record of coming to school early. Woke up late today and rushed down straight to the centre instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im supposed to maintain a week of all punctual for classes for my first week of school. Hmph, am displeased with myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will make it up to myself for next Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For my braces, I am starting to wear rubber bands now. I swear, it hurts like...let me try to find the correct words for this situation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It should be an external pain. strain kinda feeling. First with the pain of the connected bands pulling up the rows of teeth. Both up and down. Try pressing your teeth together, that kind of tightness~ kinda feeling. But since it's with your fingers, your tightness is only... 0.54% as compared to us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when you bite, due to the strain, it hurts. because the food added on to the strain on the teeth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now with the bands, pulling it up from bottom and vice versa, along with the aboved mentioned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Example, if you yawn. due to the bands pulling it down, it's so hurtful at first as the pain is becoming internal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the external and internal part just keep morphing into one another. i cant stand it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But today seems to be ok. Slowly getting used... and woohoo, my rubber bands are made in Switzerland. Thanks arh, for producing these torturous little sneaky items.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not to mention my new dentist sucks! Shiro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im more of the endurance person, not the pain person.&lt;br /&gt;Before braces, im really scared of physical pain, like kena slapped or punched, though i've never been punched before. Bleeding doesnt hurts, no, not about menses, like wound bleeding that kind. You know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But omg, braces let me realised, that some of the most painful things to experience is in the mouth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i had my wisdom tooth, omg the swelling and healing, the gums. and now the braces tightness and etc. I had never know you can have five ulcers in your mouths simultaneously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That kind of soreness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or when the mental wires poked your inner cheeks and gums, and starts creating another series of constant bleeding where you could always taste the blood. And another kind of soreness, and pain of the metal grazing the cheek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, another one that I've experienced was the wire sticking onto the cheek. Ouch. like, wire and cheek meshed together. In order to break it apart... you have to puff up your cheeks, I mean, for me I do that. So that there's spaces between the cheek and the wire right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wah, that kind of pain... it's like self-sacrificing. Like self-torturing, then suddenly without notice, wire leaves the inner cheek, and you taste blood after that. Along with that, some flesh is like flapping where the wound have been inflicted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saddens me that my own mouth have become a war ground of itself. But it's ok, I asked for it myself. I can live with the pain lah, just that the starting, like always, it's chongmaliyo, appa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Strange thing is, after you get used to the pain, when the strain is gone, you feel like you missed the pain. Lmao. Am I sick? Ok, I think I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on, I have two essays to complete and as usual, cant find the motivation! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What has become of me? WUT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow I have tuition and I've prepared the assessment books in advance~ Teehee, im so proud of myself as a tutor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thing is, how do I stop these kids to not depend on me so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like I'm studying for them. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok. Gonna go find some information regarding my essay. Jalja yeorobun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-5581727761214328204?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/5581727761214328204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=5581727761214328204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/5581727761214328204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/5581727761214328204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2011/01/almond-and-chocolate.html' title='Almond and Chocolate.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-8873939090807271283</id><published>2011-01-09T01:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T02:01:30.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nalgi nalgi~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently, many things happened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adams left WGM so there's really big void right there. I mean, im always like WHAT WAS LIFE BEFORE YONGSEO. They are some of the best things that happened to me in 2010. But then of course, life before yongseo was adams. They made me watch the season 2 again anyway so yea. that I cant deny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And gosh, MBC is really cruel, after I heard Lius'  account of the real BTS story. Knew it wouldnt be conflicting schedules that simple man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See. So much for wanting to create a more REAL couple but in the end, you cant quite really end it well since there's really loadsa attachment with one another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today it's Adams, tomorrow it's Yongseo. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just really worried for Hyun if it ended, I think the 8 unnies will storm the whole MBC, hauling out the PDnims onto the streets so that the fanboys can create stampede on them. For cheating uri Hyun's feelings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much more I would like to comment on Adams' leaving, but, it's ok, repetitive anyway, i'm just gonna keep it in till I met Lius someday to talk about it. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gosh, you dunno how worried I was for her when I saw her twitter announcing the leaving of adams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yes. And it's 2011! -pulls poppers-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh. First day of the year, I went to give tuition for Brad and Athena. Still as cute as ever though. But annoying~ Kids are all the same. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Justin's side didnt contact so I think maybe he managed to take Melayu OR they just dont want me. It's ok, every tuition session with him shortens 2 years of my lifespan. It's worst than smoking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-touches lungs-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because a tiny part of me still believe that 2012 is the end, therefore, I really have the thought of going places like Korea, Sweden etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thailand too, seems really fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Idk, ever since the Korea trip is sorta thwarted (long story), I dont have the motivation to earn money at all. My bankbook's still stagnant, with $$$ going out. I dont even bother no more. Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is the feeling of... a millionaire who doesnt know what to do with his $$$ anymore?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not that I am, but the feeling, I think I can understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh. Alot of things, dont even feel like doing assignments, it's like back to the end of sec3 + sec4 lifedstyle, those... near debauchery days, i'm scaring myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like, so lazy and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not to mention Im gonna be 19 soon, sobs. DNW DNW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joanna really lives up to the name of Jack Neo's wife lor. Hmph. She only need me when she wants to play Bejeweled. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im really hurt. Jeremy sucks, BIG TIME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imma dedicate some words of wisdom for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, 宋体, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 24px; "&gt;量小非君子，无度不丈夫。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, 宋体, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 24px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, 宋体, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 24px; "&gt;良言一句三冬暖，恶语伤人六月寒。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, 宋体, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 24px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, 宋体, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 24px; "&gt;一争两丑，一让两有。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, 宋体, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 24px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ok, tired, cant think much, bye~&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-8873939090807271283?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/8873939090807271283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=8873939090807271283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/8873939090807271283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/8873939090807271283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2011/01/nalgi-nalgi.html' title='Nalgi nalgi~'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-4657614376127949329</id><published>2010-12-27T19:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T20:07:38.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ben mel song~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently self-studying some poems now. I swear, sometime the meanings of what I think is so different from the real meaning of what it actually means, but it's alright, my interest for it is really kinda growing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it helps me in my Chinese so yea, all's good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I learnt this poem from the poet, He Zhi Zhang. 贺智章。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;《回乡偶书》&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;少小离家老大回，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;乡音物改鬓毛衰；&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;儿童相见不相识，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;笑问客从何处来。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Realised poetry is really difficult. Like, for example, after reading the poem, because it's like shortform words, idk how to explain it, but then after reading, you will have to add in normal words so that it makes sense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then after that, you will have to interpret the poem, like, a paragraph. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last part you can also  look at the poet and you know, find out more about him etc to better understand his thoughts and opinions when writing that poem at that particular stage of his life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then all in all, can sort of see the whole picture like really clearly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically, the poem above talks about how he left his hometown at a young age and return when old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though his hair had turned grey but his accent still remains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His children, though seen him but do not know him, therefore asking him,"Where do you come from?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Banmal song from YONGSEO couple is uploaded onto Youtube today. everybody, please watch it like loads of time and keep refresh the page once it end so that the view count will be good. KAMSA. /bows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yes, the official link is here. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WBdzs8eBQ1I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-4657614376127949329?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/4657614376127949329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=4657614376127949329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/4657614376127949329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/4657614376127949329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/12/ben-mel-song.html' title='Ben mel song~'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-8271726609984797640</id><published>2010-12-20T02:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T02:49:00.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GHETTO ELECTRO~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/drumrollssssss please, kamsa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lo and behold, a new member to the the 'Heather Line'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46oR90WCD08/TQ5M-_zYMUI/AAAAAAAABBk/8oHFJdLfEoE/s320/P20-12-10_02.18.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552460035756929346" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ㅋㅋㅋ. It came like, three days ago? Very very happy. Today I went for brunch with some of my family members and bought some cheap clothes for it to wear. See, it's blue. I think the gender, if given, will be a male. No doubt. I need some male stuff round me to close up the emptiness of my romance irl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol. Wanted GMarket BUT the seller options got something wrong uh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So left with no choice, I'm forced to step out of my house and buy stuff in real life. Lmao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's called Lumpiere too. Lol. Same as my lappie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like a... sub. Idk how to explain but it's ok, doesnt really matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, might I add on the brunch was paid by me? Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not trying to show off or what but even though it's quite an expensive brunch... to be able to afford it is chongmal (really), make me feel proud. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus seeing them so full and satisfied etc, it's totally worth the mooolah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Along with that, when Tricia messaged me that it's already on my table, I was really ELATED. Even though I was working a full 9-hour without lunch. Haha, things are kinda busy at ling's right now, so it's ok not to eat. I wasnt feeling very hungry either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was otw home, the feeling of me being capable kept coming in, like imma capable woman you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woman with ability. Lololol. hahahahah -flicks hair-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i've been sorta spending my days in debauchery toying with my new toy. hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too many games I dont know where to start from though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the people changed the orange lights to white bright lights outside my flat. Gosh, whenever I off the lights it seemed like it's morning. It's kinda hard to fall asleep. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was also rearranging some of my stuff the other day; bought some new boxes from IKEA and wanted to shift all my notes inside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then there was the board that Khuz and Lius made for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha, those messages that they wrote are hilariously funny. I bet in 10 years' time if I read it again, it will still be uttikyo(funny/laugh).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, need to go delete some apps cause it's kinda useless. Rofl. Im a beginner~! annyong! Please take care of me well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like how Bom turned Tabi's face. It's so domineering, THEY ARE F-ING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-fangirling mode: ON-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-8271726609984797640?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/8271726609984797640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=8271726609984797640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/8271726609984797640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/8271726609984797640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/12/ghetto-electro.html' title='GHETTO ELECTRO~'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46oR90WCD08/TQ5M-_zYMUI/AAAAAAAABBk/8oHFJdLfEoE/s72-c/P20-12-10_02.18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-3554851661339880336</id><published>2010-12-16T06:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T06:25:59.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Double double DITTO.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need somebody to love right now. like now! Really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chick flicks are too nice to be true sometimes but hopeless romantics like us just want it to happen to us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, minus the romantic part but i still want it to happen to us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To me! God, give me a guy~ Prish prish prish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woah, i just realised Claudia went for training at this time? This unholy hour?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boya nonsense! (in Maestro's voice.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only when RC have events or competitions then will I get up this early.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, congrats to GD and Tabi! Thank you for making me feel so hyped up while going through the pages on omona.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;VIPs chincha, jangnan aniya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the international ones are very kind. Im really proud~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-3554851661339880336?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/3554851661339880336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=3554851661339880336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/3554851661339880336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/3554851661339880336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/12/double-double-ditto.html' title='Double double DITTO.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-1853594881133408721</id><published>2010-12-10T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T01:16:14.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hexagons.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why is Taec's ears to cute? Lol, if I can see him irl one more time, near and close, imma pull his ears. Lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am supposed to be studying for SocioFam but apparently ended up drawing hexagons on the paper for notes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bliss of my life is currently out of stock. Which is surprisingly quite fast. (in Snape's tone) I sorta shouted at Trish upon hearing that and almost hung up on her. But no, I shall not pull a Daiyee here. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perhaps it's God way of asking me to study hard for the term tests since He knows i've been fooling my way through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talking to Lius and Khuz on MSN now. Lmao, it's seriously HEE LAR RIOUS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cant freaking type properly. HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've already made a mental note of the places imma go when tests are over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, tuition resumes but then I will go report at Bhrad's new place, and Justin's still in Philipines so I'm not complaining. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But these are the only two weeks that I felt so normal again, like a real student. Diligently going to school but late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've recently binded my notes too. Now it seemed so neat, im kinda proud, hahahha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So neat that I dont dare to flip. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder how you make floss?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that's like some of the best food in life. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's so overpriced!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tricia says if you offer it to a foreigner, they will think it's sawdust. Lol. Curly flossy sawdust!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-1853594881133408721?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/1853594881133408721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=1853594881133408721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/1853594881133408721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/1853594881133408721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/12/hexagons.html' title='Hexagons.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-267813620026393795</id><published>2010-12-08T06:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T06:42:25.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noble.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course the title had nothing to do with the post imma write. Lmao, I just looked round for some random words to fill in cause I dont really quite like empty titles, like how I dont like sentences without full-stops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, (no, you dont.) these past days had been some whirlwind ride i swear, of course along with the fact that I kept sleeping late these weeks, I really dont know whats wrong with myself, maybe that's why I got fatter. Really, it's true. Too much goes in and too little comes in. Please do not imagine it thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things that happened to me, regardless of dates etc, my individual presentation, Mnet Live, loitering round opposite school talking till late nights, thus the late nights. the queueing, the body touching bodies, all alive, thank you for your concern, old crush, projects, interviews with Elderwise, Bright Homes food distribution... knowing Sum- Jeh, knowing this near 100 lady, yes, I MADE FRIENDS WITH A NEAR CENTENARIAN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall not gush about Mnet Live here because it's really not much to say, I will gush it only to relevant people, like Khuz, when I meet her, I'll meet her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I managed to touch Chansung's 손, hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, enough Heather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yes, I came here for a breather, I have these 6 entries to follow up but I sort of forget what else happened in my life. /slaps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yes, Claudia went for camp with my cousin. I thought she would be back tomorrow, I've counted the days, but it turns out she will only be back on Saturday. This is insane. All our schedules for washing bowls are mixed up. Think later Joanna's gonna scream at me. Hmph.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been a really bad favourite grandchild. Heard that, not sure true or not, Siew Peng is back home at Ang Mo Kio. Seems like she said the people there very noisy she dont like, haha, can imagine her saying that, whispering, cause she's always in a gossipy mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When my weeks are free up, granny, when my weeks are free up. Love ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas is cominggggg. Super fast, God, you are scaring me, why move the days so fast! November sort of blinked by, Im not even kidding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It had been 3 months since I bought my lappie, teehee, the honeymoon period is over, like what people said. But it's ok, i wont ditch you, Im not a bastard. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, let me write finish my 1st entry first. Hold on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, very tired. Cant multi-tasked, will contimue the rest next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-267813620026393795?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/267813620026393795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=267813620026393795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/267813620026393795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/267813620026393795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/12/noble.html' title='Noble.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-2646837318779124027</id><published>2010-11-14T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T22:14:29.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You know,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will never, ever, get over the fact why Joanna's taking in Jeremy back again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear and I mean it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It really pisses me to no end but when I want to argue, what can I really do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;Some people just have it good.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hate to bring it up, because it always end up having tears welling up in my eyes, it's bloody annoying.&lt;div&gt;Plus I cant relate the scene of what happened 3 months ago of how determined she is and how she is right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got too carried away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's ok. 3 more years to come, like what Tricia says.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am now trying to appease myself by watching JYJ's NYC fancams, I want to see that glorious moment when Chunface's nips is shown to the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, be still my heart, while I go in search for some haengbok-ness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That said, I seriously want to see them irl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[/edit] OMGEE. I SAW IT. He was so presh in trying to zip it back but then failed. Lol. Only when the lights went off, then he zip it back again. His expression was lol, cute. Oh, totally a perk-me-up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-2646837318779124027?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/2646837318779124027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=2646837318779124027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/2646837318779124027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/2646837318779124027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/11/you-know.html' title='You know,'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-5987748960120613036</id><published>2010-11-06T04:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T04:30:55.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PSY FIVE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow, almost a month. Scary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol. Dont know why but almost everything scares me now. It's scary. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not literally scared but you know, just using that word for expressing. Lmao. Nan kwenchansso~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently I've never been so into a show/ drama etc before, but I must say SungKyunKwan Scandal is really nice to watch. I've jumped on the bandwagon since like almost a month ago. When it started playing on KBS World. Really. Enticed me into JYJ now. Im like a half-hearted cassie. Lmao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you imagine, I even wrote to the writer for the novels, asking her for a Chinese and English verison. When I have the time, I shall go sign the petition for the DVD. Lalala.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is sorta of hectic and peaceful? Hectic but still managed to find time to relax etc so it isnt all that busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listening to PSY's album now, he's good. No doubt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School's ok, my timetable is like the previous sem, just that because it start like 2 hours later therefore i'll end 2 hours later too. Quite fair lah. I must be content.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the tuition kids are also slowly becoming part of my life now. What if they really ended it suddenly? Relief but I think I will feel so sad too. It's the first time I've made so many Philipino chingus, I dont want it to end so soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And they all failed lor, Im so inefficient, I should be ashamed of myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bright Homes project, now that's the big problem. Sigh, Idk, my life is expanded slowly I can't even control it. Responsibility is so gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really hope the 6 months next year would be really enriching and meaningful towards the elderly whom Im gonna help and interact soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really scared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Design is another gone-case. I missed Mr Lim so much now I swear. He let us eat and dozed off in his class and doesnt scold people at all. Ok, at least not me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not that Helen scold people and not that she's really that bad, but sigh. Let's just say things like these just make us appreciate how stuff was like back then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My extended family seemed to have loads of problems now. I dont really know what happened since Im out most of the time... not to mention Joanna is really keeping her mouth shut about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's ok, im as burdened as it is now. Haha. Will ask chute to find out and then dig out from her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PSY is really good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I wonder how Tricia can remain so adult-like when whenever Im playing with Claudia all I'll become like a 12 year old kid. Hahah, you know, like make you feel young. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently we've invented some really epic actions to crack Joanna up. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We even asked her to join us. Really bored lah, there's no more toys in the house to play with!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Avril's birthday's on Sunday. What should I do as a 2nd sister? I want to win Tricia. Lol. Just now Avril asked me for one of my rings, but no-uh, even though my rings are crap Im not giving them to you. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And at the same time i dont want her to be so spoiled. omg. You will be surprised how spoiled she is even though we aint rich. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So fast end of year, sigh, haven even achieved anything big yet this year. /Slaps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-5987748960120613036?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/5987748960120613036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=5987748960120613036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/5987748960120613036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/5987748960120613036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/11/psy-five.html' title='PSY FIVE.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-4714812848053117155</id><published>2010-10-08T03:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T04:30:25.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just like before, it's yesterday once more.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listening to Carpenters again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sort of asked Joanna and all. I think again, with time, I will let it slide?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dunno. But I wouldnt want to make her sad and all and worst start any other thing again when Tricia's not around. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My keyboard is filled with Korean characters. Lmao. Didnt really do a good job pasting it. My hands shiver or jerked away by itself when nearing the keys. Too much concentration. Idk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But cool. Lets hope it withstand for like, 2 months before them peeling themselves off. Then I'll have some legit reason to re-purchase again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have this 45 year old dream to accomplish. But I bet people will be judgmental about it. Whatever, I wanna be a puppet, ho ho ho~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not literally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But will really start aiming towards it. You need $$$ to dabble in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh you know, the other day, ok, few weeks before, Lynn mentioned to me that 2ne1 is really different from the rest of the girl groups. NGL, but that really made my day cause Lynn's not one to comment about YG-related stuff to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So im really happy~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Siew Peng transferred to another hospital. Really hope the facilities are good. I shall make a mental note to visit her someday and really, God, please support her by her side when she tries to walk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remembered that time when my aunt was praying with her then I decided to reach out and hold her left hand by my side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first she didnt even realised it. Then, slowly, she clasped mine, tight. They were all closing their eyes. But at that point of time, that tightness in my throat came again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just like when I received the call from tricia that she's admitted to hospital. :/ Not sure why Im so emotional these days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I was accompanying Syam for his haircut. Sitting there reading some mags while his highness' getting some awesome treatment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I chanced upon this new advertisement advocating about cancers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A photo of a 3 to 4 y.o girl tying her own shoelaces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With words like, "I can eat myself now, I can also tie my own shoelaces and do my own homework. I never cried as much at night now. (information about her being independent)"  Until the last point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Mom, if only you were here."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tear-jerking like hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It hit me so hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And mind you, I was in Storm salon. Had to fight back those emotional feelings and whatnot. else people thought wut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must comment, it was such a good advertisement man. Sigh, using our loved ones to warn us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, feeling kinda sad now, post-effects of the advertisement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye and night while I go wash some bowls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-4714812848053117155?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/4714812848053117155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=4714812848053117155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/4714812848053117155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/4714812848053117155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/10/just-like-before-its-yesterday-once.html' title='Just like before, it&apos;s yesterday once more.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-226464172884650428</id><published>2010-09-30T02:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T03:15:43.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The irony of it all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to visit Grandma again just now. She was complaining about the hospital food and she thinks that the nurses there assumed that she's a vegetarian, therefore the lack of meat in her diet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She also talked about how the occupant opposite her passed on a few days earlier and the body was just there, in front of her when she was sleeping. No one went to take care of it until morning. And she was so freaked out lmao, she said when she turned, she swiftly turn her head away from left to right, holding the bed rails beside her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dont exactly know how to explain in words, will do demonstration next time if you see me or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She also mentioned about another scary incident of her sleeping in this ward where her bed previously, like few hours before, someone also, you know...passed on, then she can feel weird stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kinda creepy typing out now. Will save for next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I really hope she will be well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nodame is really good. Ohmy, why am I not musically-inclined? :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel so inferior now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think classical music is really really daebak in the sense where you can actually, live again? Idk how to explain it, but it's just so wonderful in all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it too late now? I want to slowly immerse myself in learning to appreciate all these great pieces and next time, once in a while go listen to some concertos, perhaps a piano concerto? Or a oboe concerto... symphony...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To think in Sec3 we were given this chance to go to some symphony however, I never appreciate fully at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So ashamed of myself now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So how, is it still too late?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those that embraced it had already been there done that since young. 18 years behind is quite hard to catch up huh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then again, I really loved Chiaki's stupiak muka expressions. Damn subarashi please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And after seeing dramas of girls chasing boys, I think it's really possible man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See xiangqin in ISWAK, such a good catch can, Jiang Zhi Shu ok. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Nodame can get Chiaki awwwwwww.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like uber pretty girls with no suitors because boys think they are too high to reach, macham untouchable. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So boys like Chiaki have no-one cept for his ex, then comes this super annoying girl everyday pestering you, confirm will take notice right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Confirm will with time fall in love right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, it's been on my mind since a long time, but I really liked how manga authors keep in touch with their fans. It's so sweet. Last time when I read Ouran, the author always asked for ideas from fans and use it, it's like so... close, their support for the author are also very nice, as compared to Singapore. *cray cray fans all around*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just a very pretty sight lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-226464172884650428?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/226464172884650428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=226464172884650428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/226464172884650428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/226464172884650428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/09/irony-of-it-all.html' title='The irony of it all.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-7466026326885328909</id><published>2010-09-14T01:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T02:20:25.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ION have everything.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spent the night after work with chute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turns out shes working in Orchard. Near or what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Parents are still the same old thang. Nothing much except that Jeremy like to say this then do another, whaddya call that? Aiyah, you should know lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got alot of money dreams right now. I want to wireless-proof the house and also buy Joanna a new bike. Her bike's failing her and it makes those eek eek sounds whenever you push them along. Can you imagine riding it? 'eek eek eek eek... eek eek'. Gross much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I also want the new iTouch that can take some photos here and there and facecall orangs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it's quite fun, and quite worth the wait, however, the shops round here doesnt really have that thang out yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, ignore those little wants and needs. Very 2006-2007, i know. My bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, so I spent some quality time with Cheng. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not bad, sigh, now that things are so unpredictable, you really would want to cherish the relationships around you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dropping by Nixon's house this weekend (again- last week we failed), hope it succeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forgot when's dental. Sigh, if you minus the $$$ i've spend on this shit, I would probably be so damn rich now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Money woes is really saddening. Not that I dont have enough but 'enough' isnt really enough, if you know what I mean. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im that kind of person that really, when comes to $$$, is those old-fashioned kind, whereby when i see my bank book, it's so much, then I'll be really happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if I use it, ouch, the heartpain even though it's used on right stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As long as the digits moved down, Im sad. Me is like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desires are scary little things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dk how to continue from here. Anyway, the other time I dreamt of... nah, dreams shall be post on lj instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, now, I will find more jobs and work hard and try to give Joanna as much as possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tell you, the feeling of half a breadwinner- or am I counted as one?- feels kinda good. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's really stressful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not that Im really a breadwinner lah, still very selfish towards my siblings, but however, I tend to put it upon myself now that the family needs me too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Orchard is shopping paradise lor. Seriously. Will rush there also, after pay comes in. Or when I feel like parting with my $$$.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Annyong goodbye adio~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bom, get well soon. *passes ten corns*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know 2ne1 teevee is tomorrow? *yelp*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-7466026326885328909?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/7466026326885328909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=7466026326885328909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/7466026326885328909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/7466026326885328909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/09/ion-have-everything.html' title='ION have everything.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-5069830426962636695</id><published>2010-09-10T02:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T02:59:43.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell No.</title><content type='html'>Forgot my train of thoughts. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got quite a few things to do this weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ddoboki.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Settle all the diskdrive stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go cousin's house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Justin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Search for more jobs if possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Earn and work like no tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to buy Joanna a motorised bicycle if possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also need to really save for Korea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my other little desires.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The colleagues are really good, and sometimes it's nice listening to what the customer is complaining about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I treat it as a gossip session and play with the crowd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Selamat Hari Raya to all my muslims friends. Hope you have a nice year ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS. My neighbours are so rich, they have some really very pretty lights outside their home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I can smell their cooking just now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cant wait for tomorrow morning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Decided to reread some posts. And I grossed out at myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really dont like this growing up period. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I missed watching Andrew Siow. Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2NE1. I am thankful and I love you all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-5069830426962636695?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/5069830426962636695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=5069830426962636695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/5069830426962636695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/5069830426962636695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/09/hell-no.html' title='Hell No.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-1190040005774093526</id><published>2010-09-08T22:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T23:21:58.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's how it'll be.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The past week had been really dramatic. Though of course now it's back to mundane lifestyle again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was really kinda bummed out, but exam turns out alright, only didnt complete the last question, but since it's over, it should be fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there was the big walking out, then Tricia's birthday, some surprises here and there (pleasant and unpleasant ones together, fyi.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think when things happened, one should really tolerate it until sometime later then say it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just like now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As compared to the situation at that time, I think I would bawl under pressure or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or really speak in agitated and indignant voices to people who listened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now, with time, and I must say, Time is really kinda powerful. It really heals everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I guess I will leave it to time and also to God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to spend more time at home to sort of take care of things but LingLing called me to go work, and I cant say no since I sort of stood her up on quite some occasions. Lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I must say, that was really good of her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To help me settle these stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She says that was how she started from a small surveyor in marketing research to where she is now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I dont want to work in marketing research lah, even though its easy money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still want to start something related to geront. Before moving to bakery or what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though the pay isnt as great as hers, but i shall just take it since beggars aint choosers; and the people there are really great. Dont bother me much and I have my own space. And it's a big cubicle! Really feel like OL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unless someone comes and shred paper because the shredding machine is just beside/behind me. And it's damn noisy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The printing room is beside me too. I think I will take free papers next time. For Justin to write chinese characters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And today they bring me to the cafeteria. HOMAIGAWD. REALLY LIVES UP TO ITS NAME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cafeteria is like a big big foodcourt with many choices sia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See till my eyes dazzle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then they went to the recreational lounge because the big hotels' reps came to sell mooncakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lounge is biggggggggggggggg also and its like F4 lounge lor. Really daebak Singtel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So before this, I was still thinking should I stay on? Since it's far and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then after seeing all these, maybe I will continue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Call finish all the customers then I will have no job anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just sort of missed LingLing's job because I can just dressed in junks and report but for this I have to keep wearing real appropriate stuff and covered shoelys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not to mention it doesnt help if Orchard floods again. /Slaps weather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-1190040005774093526?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/1190040005774093526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=1190040005774093526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/1190040005774093526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/1190040005774093526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title='That&apos;s how it&apos;ll be.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-6530938058578932081</id><published>2010-08-26T19:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T19:23:48.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need me some rings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What can I say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want to say, I am gonna be filial towards Joanna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because she just means so much to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And all that she endured throughout the years, sigh. I really seen it all. I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why is it that we are born into the Asian society where love is not expressed well?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-6530938058578932081?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/6530938058578932081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=6530938058578932081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/6530938058578932081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/6530938058578932081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-need-me-some-rings.html' title='I need me some rings.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-3337461981104101192</id><published>2010-08-15T14:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T14:58:41.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wah, I think yesterday's encounter with Click 5 too hyped up.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adrenaline rushed till my period come. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well done Click 5! -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-3337461981104101192?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/3337461981104101192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=3337461981104101192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/3337461981104101192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/3337461981104101192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/08/wah-i-think-yesterdays-encounter-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-6503979751184448098</id><published>2010-08-15T02:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T02:33:14.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They are loved by us~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Click 5 today is seriously bonus. I swear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the whole thing started, I totally forgot about Justin's annoying complaints in my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omgosh, Sec 4 times of fangirling with Lynn in the Red Cross room singing angel to you devil to me and all those awesome tunes- while trying to record to listen to our own voices but straightaway deleted it because it's totally awful and embarrassing to the max. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lmao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I MISSED THOSE TIMES. But it came back to me today~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything was so so so awesome and really, this short meet and autographing session is &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; TEN TIMES than the concert that time. Wahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not to mention there's this phototaking session and I got chosen(!!!) *flails*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the questions and etc that I asked to the members. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Hi Kyle~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kyle: *signs and look up- like straight into the eyes* Hi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: *adrenaline rush* O.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Hey Joe, why are you always so quiet?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joe: What?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: *repeats*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joe: Oh, I'm always usually like that. (smiles)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Ethan~ I got your pick during the concert last time! Do you have any right now? (glee)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ethan: (smiles) I have one in my pocket somewhere with my name... (But he didnt give me -.-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ben: Heyyyyyy~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Hi Ben, can I touch your beard, please!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Joey's laughter after hearing that)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ben: ... (Cant catch what he said so I didnt dare to touch it. Sigh, Im so timid. But Huiyin mentioned that Ben said something like "Sure~" DAMNIT JOEY.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joey: (Smiles)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Hey joe, hi joe~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joey: (continues smiling)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Oh oh, Im sorry. Joey! JOEY! hahahah....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awkward much, lmao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Joey shall be forgiven since he sorta hugged us when taking a photo? hahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I think we are real good when we got permission to enter the Camp Pong (Stupiak name)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;weeeeeeeeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Claps claps claps~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I've gotten so much that I've never ever dreamt of, imma support them for the new album~ I think I will. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-6503979751184448098?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/6503979751184448098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=6503979751184448098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/6503979751184448098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/6503979751184448098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/08/they-are-loved-by-us.html' title='They are loved by us~'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-2084545310405320485</id><published>2010-08-01T14:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T14:17:44.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I insist.</title><content type='html'>Diverting from work again. That's why Im here.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I have this incomplete essay to complete by TONIGHT. I think I will get screwed by Tricia later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had Sociology of Work presentation last friday and I swear, its like school just ended.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 more to go and another Sales presentation too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had been getting some bad postures while sleeping recently, made my shoulders feels like... they dont belong here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was checking out some juniors' FB profiles just now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For my secondary school, that is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, was laughing like hell seeing them trying to squeeze their... chest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very bored. Yesterday WB was replaying HP series 1-3. I swear during Askaban, everyone had their nicest hairdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, need to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know the neighbors renting beside us have like, combined salary of $20k? (!!!!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are waiting for Livia to complete.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope they can be Virina's neighbor so that I can still say hi to them if I can go Virina's house someday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It IS a fact that the world is small anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-2084545310405320485?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/2084545310405320485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=2084545310405320485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/2084545310405320485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/2084545310405320485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-insist.html' title='I insist.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-2415358062641675785</id><published>2010-07-18T18:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T19:38:24.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For a good reason.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Yu Ling's ma'am funeral today to pay my respects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thought I ought to do that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The scene looks really sad. And idk, it just really made a big impact towards me. The sister had to do everything, with the rituals and all since you know, it's a taboo for the parents for the parents to do so. And my heart went out to all of them, esp. the grandmother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What was shocking was the last look. I totally felt so indignant for her. How could someone get away with it just like that? To that someone, that was really bastard of you, I hope you burn in hell, even though its an 'accident'. And I sincerely pray that the culprit can be found.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, she dont even look like herself? It's just so... terrible to be at the receiving end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But she really hanged on towards the last moment of her life, in order not to let her family down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the mother is still in distress. Haiz, what can we do to help her? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im really saddened by it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter what, they had brought up their daughter well and she will always be remembered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All her achievements are really outstanding. She was made to be outstanding and smart and all, you know. Cant help but lament about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spent quite some time there sitting and reminiscing back Red Cross days with Yuye ma'am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They really do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What really struck me hard was the grandma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Father Lord, please bless them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RIP Yu Ling ma'am, I hope you are in a better place now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-2415358062641675785?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/2415358062641675785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=2415358062641675785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/2415358062641675785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/2415358062641675785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/07/for-good-reason.html' title='For a good reason.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-1641537032877573242</id><published>2010-07-18T03:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T03:26:44.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you think this should be?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just need to... clear my head for a little while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am very disappointed with myself losing to time. But as usual, Heather disappoints, so; I should be expecting it. Not much surprise there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im recently very into Swedish culture now, so other than Copenhagen to ride bicycles and walk on the pebbled pathways; Stockholm of Sweden, I am so coming next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What else should I say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, Idk why I am stubborn with myself. Really. Private matter regarding me and me but just wanna let it out. Perhaps it's the environment. I think I am digging my own grave, but at least it's dug by me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though of course I am still resisting hard to jump in. I think God will pull me out. God always wring my ears out of a situation when things go very bad. Like how Shinchan's mom do to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, sorry Father Lord. Im not going church tomorrow. /asks for forgiveness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know. Life is really fragile. Right there and then. Now, when I looked at Tricia, I really had that salutation towards Joanna for I can recall back times when we were young and her tending to us?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like accumulated. Idk how to express it but it's just, amazing you know? I can never imagine myself tending to a child till he or she reach their 20s. All the years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet it's in front of me. I just feel happy for my mom for being able to care for Tricia from a little baby till a young lady~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder what Joanna think? Will she look back and count her achievements?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's why they say mothers are noble, they really are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I also hope that everyone will stay healthy and really really, pay more attention to your surroundings in order to keep ourselves free of danger. The road is really dangerous even in Singapore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, need to go back to doing papers and projects. Thank you for reading. Have you hung the National Flag? I did. Along with Joanna. Kinda fun tying the flag up. It was my first time doing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I shouldnt do it so early. The weather was totally killing the flag, I always had to flip the flag out again due to all the rampant winds. It's insane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another thing to add, I need to renew my books. And I sincerely hope no one requested it, else ima send ginosaji towards them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-1641537032877573242?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/1641537032877573242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=1641537032877573242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/1641537032877573242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/1641537032877573242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-do-you-think-this-should-be.html' title='What do you think this should be?'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-5149090574711849395</id><published>2010-07-11T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T22:22:57.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hands all over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Misery' had been playing in my head for about, almost a week now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn catchy I swear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More so than kpop songs you know? Since it's Maroon 5 you are talking about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can memorise the lyrics and when I start thinking one part, the rest of the song just gradually came and all. Ohmygosh. Non-stop repeating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neat like hell, I like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just hope they arent illumina-fied else I can never get the melody out of my head. Will hate self.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why do you do what you do to me yeah~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why wont you answer me, answer me yeah~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am in miseryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I walked and walked. Feeling sporty. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haz and Anne are so cunning, they actually make me run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just to see me&lt;i&gt; run.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just dont run often. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rant: Today's walkathon sucks; theres no cream buns and the goodie bags rots!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Digressing from essays. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-5149090574711849395?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/5149090574711849395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=5149090574711849395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/5149090574711849395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/5149090574711849395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/07/hands-all-over.html' title='Hands all over.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-6709108360755649106</id><published>2010-07-03T23:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T00:01:26.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come to die.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did I mention? I think bookmarking pages are kinda fun. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, despite all, I think this is something I should post up. And you should watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_EC2tmFVNNE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_EC2tmFVNNE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESYESYES.&lt;br /&gt;I will watch in 3D and 2D. Not sure how many times though. All for you, Potter, all for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can feel my HP-fanatic coming out. Can you spot Draco climbing up the walls or something?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause the Room of Requirement burning I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Must make time to read the book again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, damn irritating. Wanted to extend my book dates but people put it on holds/Requested for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dammit, who knew what book I borrowed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was such a quiet affair that time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This means, someone knows about the previous title of the book that I read too, therefore influencing him or her to get their hands on this book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ew, DNW more people knowing about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How, I dont want to return the books lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved how Yoong is so bored when Seohyun go to school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They say,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adam couple is obsessed with skinship (hahaha, very true, they are hilarious)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Khuntoria couple is obsessed with selfcam (not too sure, I dont really keep tabs on them.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Sweet Potato couple is obsessed with each other! (very true! *squeals!*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eh, watch the potter trailer. It's dark like hell. Voldy your nose is getting flatter. Do something!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-6709108360755649106?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/6709108360755649106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=6709108360755649106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/6709108360755649106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/6709108360755649106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/07/come-to-die.html' title='Come to die.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-3407650024518321258</id><published>2010-07-01T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T00:04:17.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you ready for the Solar?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No posts means im working hard. right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I didnt know YOG's impact was so great until I checked all my projects and essays and whatnots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stupid sia, push everything into July. I cant breathe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I didnt know July was so ugly until now. Ew, you suck even though you have 31 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant even rest on Youth Day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Transportation damn expensive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A trip to zoo and Toa payoh = Topping up again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No wonder last time when I do maths problems, other than food and savings, Tom always add in like 30% 0f pay goes into transportation too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I didnt know zoo sooo deep inside, since last time I dont bother looking at the sceneries at all. No wonder the animals wont come out. If escape also will run into Mandai crematorium. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dead beat like hell. And it's not just me, everyone is dead beat as hell as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is what Year 2 feels like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont even have time to finish reading the books that I borrowed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Must do ppts and essays. MUST.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye, till I can... idk how to say, again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I say breathe like damn drama right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-3407650024518321258?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/3407650024518321258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=3407650024518321258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/3407650024518321258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/3407650024518321258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/07/are-you-ready-for-solar.html' title='Are you ready for the Solar?'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-3794561388298281773</id><published>2010-06-24T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T23:37:38.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a white paper.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister was doing science about reproduction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, the picture with alot of sperms around the egg?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recall back primary school times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway, Avril walked past and saw it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So she commented, "Wah sis, that sun very pretty." (Walks away.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn funny right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also vaguely recalled back the times, cause I dont understand about the picture at that point of time too. Teehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-3794561388298281773?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/3794561388298281773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=3794561388298281773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/3794561388298281773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/3794561388298281773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/06/like-white-paper.html' title='Like a white paper.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-8643093884737294334</id><published>2010-06-19T21:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T21:42:52.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You realised Heather is lazing if...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) She blogs wayyy to often, like, a day a post. Esp. if in previous posts, assignments related stuff are being mentioned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) She just have nothing to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, dislike Nictoria couple. I hope some crazy fans of Nickhun start sending blood letters and chain mails to Vic or the PDs of WGM, or do some really outrageous stuff to stop them continuing this couple. Like, send her back to China. Lmao. Kidding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks antis.  Please rise to fight now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go go go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now, start reading fast and slow down during the Silent Hill part. then you paused. and start reading normal towards the end.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want to buy alot of bigbang and 2ne1 stuff now! Hmph.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope my bank account can grow alot, like, have the same money as YG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feel like continuing writing and trying to practise the basic Korean I've learnt. My pronunciation seems a little off now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Want to join subbing teams and help let people understand what they are watching. But when school starts, it will be oh so frenzy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anybody having weddings now? I feel like participating in one. Sorry, that was way out of point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I paid my own bills today. I feel so proud omgosh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Silent Hill was on yesterday night. Did not watch cause I remembered that time I watched, it was quite woah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gross when i rethink about all the anti-Christ portrayals. Feel like slapping the director of the movie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though not that holy myself, but I would wish people would have less negative views about mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BTW. Lady Gaga isnt helping much. You dont wear nun's outfit and get raped, bitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daizhen, stop listening to her ok. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I JUST DONT WANT TO DO MY PRESENTATION BOOHOO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok ok ok, guilty conscience kicking in. I can feel Simmy looking at me with his bulging eyes whenever he's in shock or pissed or not amused.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, I'll run. I need to reciprocate back gratitude and also the fact my essay during exam was undone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like snatching your friend's handkerchief and wiping your sweat off then pass back to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye. (Reluctantly clicking 'Publish Post'.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-8643093884737294334?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/8643093884737294334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=8643093884737294334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/8643093884737294334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/8643093884737294334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-realised-heather-is-lazing-if.html' title='You realised Heather is lazing if...'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-8786419402165662287</id><published>2010-06-19T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T00:30:23.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mix tape.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sudden influx of stuffs to do. Sigh, I should have planned well. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Essays and whatsnot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am hitting the zoo soon. Suddenly cant wait, Idk why, maybe because it sounds like a break since animals can be better than what's on my plate now? Just that we smell better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think. When school starts, I will have to try and maintain how I am when I just came in. Not that the passion's gone, but more like, idk... Like what TOP said, like cause he love hip-hop so he do hip-hop but then now it's getting sick to him, since he always do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like that, I think that's how I feel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But of course, I only do this for a year, and he does it for 10 years. So I really should not use what he said but I thought it was very expressive. Towards me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I should hang on and do what I like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, by now you should know that Im diverting from what I have to do- social policies in Singapore- to blog and get away from it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toodles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-8786419402165662287?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/8786419402165662287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=8786419402165662287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/8786419402165662287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/8786419402165662287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/06/mix-tape.html' title='Mix tape.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-2056495264683269839</id><published>2010-06-15T01:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T01:58:29.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skippy creamy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finished up my transcribing yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whirlwind not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gave my eyes some real good break. And been finishing some other stuff and resting myself while growing some plants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life at home are kinda fun. Surprisingly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see dysfunction everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And as years past, it grows. I swear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the real-life dramas are even more exciting than Hobbo Haboo, you wouldnt want pass it for a whole world of popcorns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's back to basic recently because you know the sushi bamboo mold?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They dismantled it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we are currently playing Pick-up Sticks now. Hahah. Very fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven been interacting with Avril other than pinching her cheeks and messing her hair. So it's was a good dismantling of items.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But we both cheats anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Tricia cant stand playing with us. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant believe Sunny's ownership of the cow in IY is gonna be held up until the new members come in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like, as a fan who watches every episode till now, I felt unfair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, yah, since have to wait for the new cast to come in then decide, is the REAL fair competing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, I would hope that at least people like Narsha or Hyomin can get the ownership of the cow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, the old, original cast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm kinda torn between whether I should continue watching or not. But if I continue watching, I'll be supporting f(x) jyo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really cant stand them after they sang the chinese version of Lollipop and their fans spamming saying it's good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Helloooooo, grow some ears. It wasnt even smooth at all. Even though it's kinda catchy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I still want to watch Narsha Hara all. Haiz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I was flipping channels the other day, Beast's documentary is showing on MTV omo. Should I watch for Doojoon? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But confirm I will get drawn into liking them jyo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haiz, 2ne1 can you hurry make a comeback now so that I wont get distracted anymore?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-2056495264683269839?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/2056495264683269839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=2056495264683269839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/2056495264683269839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/2056495264683269839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/06/skippy-creamy.html' title='Skippy creamy.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-568772989849160416</id><published>2010-06-11T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T22:40:03.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is for Daizhen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you are still tracking me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I need some help. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You got a new job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PROTECT ME. I'm in mortal peril.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I should not lose my cool here. Thank God I still have LJ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least it's nice talking to people on ljs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, not Long John Silver, dumb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, I can still hop over to there then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you know, like what I told Lynn a very very long time before, when we are still fighting against You-know-who, I should not hate since "God made you." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pru.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-568772989849160416?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/568772989849160416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=568772989849160416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/568772989849160416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/568772989849160416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-is-for-daizhen.html' title='This is for Daizhen.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-148785381117212612</id><published>2010-06-07T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T21:19:25.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perks of being a wallflower.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was chatting with Lynn yesterday night and I realised, despite each of us walking on our own paths now, the fact that we are still basically much the same/ didnt changed much struck me. Hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teachers are still marking their papers anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is what life is about. Freaky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hazimah's telling me about her TNS people now. I swear, with every sem comes a even much crazier bunch of orangs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think mine was relatively not bad... Ok, except for some juvenile past. Lets skip that shall we.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yea, as I was saying. I think people do not change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just like what Barbra Streisand said,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are a poor bitch, even if you are rich, you are still that poor bitch inside, except with more pennies to throw around at people's mukas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well that last sentence was add on by me, but it's true right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are poor and irritating, when you are rich, you are just that rich and&lt;i&gt; still &lt;/i&gt;irritating being.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Makes sense much?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me, I supposed I am a poor and constantly wallowing in own sorrows kind of person. But I supposed if I managed to get rich (!!!!!), I will still wallow in self-pity, as always Heather Lum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think of more examples yourself. Im tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-148785381117212612?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/148785381117212612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=148785381117212612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/148785381117212612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/148785381117212612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/06/perks-of-being-wallflower.html' title='Perks of being a wallflower.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-4869602691191759252</id><published>2010-06-04T20:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T21:31:07.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I smell donuts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;End of exams. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P. S: Just have to keep praying extremely hard that at least for sales I can get 30 in order to make the marks look better rather than staying in the 20s range. Ew. This is by far the worst I've done in Poly. Without even looking at the grade I know. Now I would just wish for you guys to not ask me how much I get when the papers get marked and return to me. Please just leave me to reflect. Thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prince of Persia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P. S: Jake is good. I was surprised. Now who can give me a sand dagger so that I can press the ruby and return back to the exam time, to write more stuff for sales?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pulpy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P. S: Mama shops sells it 10cents more than provisions shops WHY. But I was amazed that all the mama/ provision shops are promoting Pulpy. Lol. But it was ok, and we singaporeans buy it because we just want to feel closer to Nickhun. Like, "Woah, I just drink the stuff that Nickhun drank for like 50 bottles in order to get the 'Pulpy' feel out! So this is what it taste like, the food of the Thai Prince."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Takuya Kimura.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P. S: Omg. He's appearing everywhere but not on the bus stops outside my house! I will try to steal one of them by the Bus 15 bus stop someday. Which reminds me, I need to watch Pride to refresh his awesomeness. Either that or Change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dorky Anne.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P. S: Like, woah. The car plate looks so good I feel like ordering one for myself also. Like, erm, horny heather. Lmao. Reminds me of how GD was opening his pressies that time then TOP saw these shoes that he really like but he cant get his hands on it since they have this rule among them, you know what I mean. So, HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANNE~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Island Creamery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P. S: I swear. It brings happiness to me when I was accompanied by nothing but rubbish notes. Lol. Tricia bought this Bandung flavour (surprised!), and you know how much I love Bandung right. Or rose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And its damn good. Officially sharing the spot for my favourite ice cream flavours along with the all time winner, Cookies and Cream~ You go Bandung! But sian arh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why all these good stuff is like located at places so far. Its in the Bukits areas there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next time must save enough cash and buy back perhaps, Bandung and Teh Tarik. Cartons of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wait, it sounds kinda fun. I can do that for group outing next time. Travelling to the west. Rofl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-4869602691191759252?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/4869602691191759252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=4869602691191759252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/4869602691191759252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/4869602691191759252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-smell-donuts.html' title='I smell donuts.'/><author><name>Heather 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Taec!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/lumpiere/pic/0000qr0w/"&gt;&lt;img width="186" height="152" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/lumpiere/pic/0000qr0w" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bom is so cute I swear. why cant they make 2ne1 tv come back?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-7901586811372467087?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/7901586811372467087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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lawn burial next time if Im rich.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really hate it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It wasnt even that sad at all just now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But why must my aunt put her hand around and say all the stuff that I know will let me bawl like a baby?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh. I should have hang on to my tears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, after seeing Grandaunt's burial, I will and must spend more time with my grandma so that I wont have any regrets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back when those were the days...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-7680345417887685414?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/7680345417887685414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=7680345417887685414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/7680345417887685414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/7680345417887685414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-want-lawn-burial-next-time-if-im-rich.html' title='I want a lawn burial next time if Im rich.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-3102673816532900714</id><published>2010-05-24T01:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T01:41:44.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And that's how it ends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn, I am so damn beat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whats with work and all. Not to mention, I really stayed till kinda late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know Lynn, after abruptly ending the ebud conversation with you, I ended up staying for another 30 minutes to help my boss clear her many of her chinese barrier. *Cries*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am official lacking at least 3 days of sleep so to speak, from work or from school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Might skip some school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh, life is short aint it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Less than a month, I've attended 2 funerals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-3102673816532900714?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/3102673816532900714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=3102673816532900714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/3102673816532900714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/3102673816532900714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/05/and-thats-how-it-ends.html' title='And that&apos;s how it ends.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-6978824604778737145</id><published>2010-05-22T22:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T22:36:04.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can reach there too.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went for Tricia's graduation ceremony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very extraordinary kind of feeling, sometimes kinda touched, sometimes full of amazement, other times, damn boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, who do you think look more like Joanna? (There's photos on FB, if you haven been stalking.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's such a nice feeling to walk up the stage. Ahhh, I wanna be there too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Proud of you Tricia~ *virtual hug.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;VERY. HECTIC. NOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Im so dead beat from work today, I have no mood for anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shit, I think Im going down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can totally sense people grabbing this chance and start pulling me down with their hands on my clothes (no! Not my pants, its loose!) and dragging my body over to the bottom(Idk where) then step on my holy head to take over me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fine fine, go ahead. Meanwhile I shall go shop for panties online.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shit, have to lock my post. Lol. Cannot let Terence see it. -Talks to self-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, when's term tests dates? I think I got dental (!!!) on one of those days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.tinypic.com/izui4j.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 399px; height: 321px;" src="http://i42.tinypic.com/izui4j.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-6978824604778737145?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/6978824604778737145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=6978824604778737145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/6978824604778737145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/6978824604778737145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-can-reach-there-too.html' title='I can reach there too.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i42.tinypic.com/izui4j_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-7992104629201332762</id><published>2010-05-17T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T19:37:47.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY 2NE1!~</title><content type='html'>WWWWWWWWEE.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whats up, we 2ne1!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy one year old 2ne1, omg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im such a fail fan realising it so late, but still~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, its really watching the congratulatory videos seeing how much you have changed, but not much of a big difference, still the same I supposed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though with Dara getting hyper and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will never forget you are the first girl group that I liked and got me pulled in. Will continue to remain No. 1! on my list of rankings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stay Together and Lets Go Party is like some of the most played songs compared to rest of the mini album. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many things I would like to say, but you guys dont know my blog anyway, so yea, will keep to myself. May there be many more anniversaries to come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall now present spammings of gifs. Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Erm ok, cant upload. Will do my glory of 2NE1 collections some other day. Hmph.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-7992104629201332762?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/7992104629201332762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=7992104629201332762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/7992104629201332762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/7992104629201332762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-birthday-2ne1.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY 2NE1!~'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-5082051336098697273</id><published>2010-05-14T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T22:56:57.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I've neglected much of the stuff thats happening around me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Always indulging in my own world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a friend, I am sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You all judging little ants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-5082051336098697273?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/5082051336098697273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=5082051336098697273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/5082051336098697273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/5082051336098697273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-think-i-neglected-much-of-stuff-thats.html' title=''/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-8233606896223176332</id><published>2010-05-14T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T00:56:02.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No, thats not how we do it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thought I should update since I haven been seeing friends that needs updating from me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all, (something that Haz hates but I still want to comment.) I cant believe my braces are soon celebrating their 1st month anniversary in my mouth! Those metals!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Claps claps!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To think the first two weeks was so agonising I really thought I was gonna die but you know,(I shall not start on the ulcers) didnt mention it since everyone's watching. It's just that ulcer cream was like my jam 24/7.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And some people have it way easier than me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I guess life's like that, some have it worse some have it shitty. We just have to take it as we go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, to commemorate the 1st month, I shall use this new toothbrush that meant for molars which had been lying on my desk untouched. It's made in Japan, exxxcited much right, you $100++ metals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realised schoolwork's kinda hectic, I can feel the suffocation like finally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slow much but at least Im catching on! So, to all the potential As or maybe even Zs that belonged to me, DO NOT run away from me cause I need you guys to make me shine like a lollipop in school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hur hur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, last one before I go, my lolli wish came true. Heheheheheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good bam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-8233606896223176332?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/8233606896223176332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=8233606896223176332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/8233606896223176332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/8233606896223176332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-thats-not-how-we-do-it.html' title='No, thats not how we do it.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-3624618039591804096</id><published>2010-05-10T01:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T01:59:29.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black truffles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should be sleeping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I sort of downloaded my sound files from French. (!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like finally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And going through the cultural qu- OMG. Jerome's voice just played in my ears!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ooh, and Caroline's too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear its so sudden. Lol. But his voice sounded so cute! Omg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No wonder Zabeen likes it so much. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I was looking through the presentations for the cultural quizzes and I still dont get it. So am I doing it in class or online? Kinda scared of clicking OK- Im still not ready yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, I shall download all the presentations then go to bed. Jerome just say "Goodnight" to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bonne nuit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-3624618039591804096?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/3624618039591804096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=3624618039591804096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/3624618039591804096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/3624618039591804096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/05/black-truffles.html' title='Black truffles.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-181039667201273063</id><published>2010-05-06T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T21:11:52.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Self-conscious.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I missed taking 15 on Thursday mornings and chancing upon Khuz boarding the bus, making little rapid movements or just using "Psss." to let her notice me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KHUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im very self-conscious. So what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stare at me one more time I swear my army will tear your hair apart, and make all the split-ends come back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stare again. Stare again luh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-181039667201273063?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/181039667201273063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=181039667201273063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/181039667201273063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/181039667201273063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/05/self-conscious.html' title='Self-conscious.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-3416243731797404325</id><published>2010-04-30T21:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T21:18:24.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We love you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ICIP was really awesome. Opens my eyes up like woah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will join it some day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The foooooood is great too. Thanks Mark, I appreciate the free entrance. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really really screwed up body clock these days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like to keep my eyes open until 3 in the morning before I shut them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dk why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday to the person who gave birth to me 18 years ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom I love you~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though you're not seeing this. Haha, its for me to reflect next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haiz, though nowadays I kept annoying you and Tricia (the middle child syndrome kicking in), but you know, it's all for fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though there's times I wished I wasnt born even, but yea, I cant choose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I can never ever imagine you leaving me. So dont!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God will bless you. Muacks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-3416243731797404325?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/3416243731797404325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=3416243731797404325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/3416243731797404325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/3416243731797404325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/04/we-love-you.html' title='We love you.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-834493839436191967</id><published>2010-04-24T09:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T09:59:42.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOD HELP ME.</title><content type='html'>One night of socialites' life really puts me to shame.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please, give me 10 years' time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And. Turf Club horses are so shiny and glossy I feel like riding them too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway. Ulcers hurting like hell, these days are some of the rarest whereby Heather is keeping her mouth shut and smiling like a.. spastic kid- Seriously, I cant smile for nuts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-834493839436191967?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/834493839436191967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=834493839436191967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/834493839436191967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/834493839436191967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/04/god-help-me.html' title='GOD HELP ME.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-8924756522730020209</id><published>2010-04-21T18:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T18:59:02.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do I have to face such a trivial test?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School was, not bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too loud for my liking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im so tired now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brain not settled in yet, haiz. Need some motivation man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CCA day today. What should I joinnnnnnnnnnn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just feel like securing some cash around me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was Lie, Lollipop 2, Heartbreaker, Wedding Dress just now on teevee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So haps pees I can die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, you dont see Lie everyday lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-8924756522730020209?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/8924756522730020209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=8924756522730020209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/8924756522730020209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/8924756522730020209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/04/do-i-have-to-face-such-trivial-test.html' title='Do I have to face such a trivial test?'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-5740769819934154558</id><published>2010-04-16T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T22:52:20.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh. Very very tired. (Please read it like the way Lady Gaga speak to Honey B in 'Telephone').&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I want to get married.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-5740769819934154558?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/5740769819934154558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=5740769819934154558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/5740769819934154558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/5740769819934154558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/04/oh.html' title=''/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-3538005544930364476</id><published>2010-04-14T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T22:19:46.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought this was cute.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.tinypic.com/t9zi41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://i42.tinypic.com/t9zi41.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.tinypic.com/t9zi41.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHAHA at TOP trying to be kind and sayang-ing Seungri. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But that smirk kills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-3538005544930364476?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/3538005544930364476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=3538005544930364476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/3538005544930364476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/3538005544930364476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/04/thought-this-was-cute.html' title='Thought this was cute.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i42.tinypic.com/t9zi41_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-1590801210362067373</id><published>2010-04-10T20:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T20:48:58.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How. I think my stitches just came off. A little. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im damn scared now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-1590801210362067373?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/1590801210362067373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=1590801210362067373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/1590801210362067373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/1590801210362067373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/04/how.html' title=''/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-5258603493168602382</id><published>2010-04-08T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T00:14:33.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To the end we'll go, you see?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's kinda sad when you can't open your mouth as big as what it can do last time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Days after op is kinda alright. Just some swelling as if im sucking on some sweet on my left cheek. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not a big sweet, something small.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aiyah its just something there lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You will know when you see me sometime. But I dont hang around usually so yah. FAT HOPE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unless you stay with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, so moving on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have stopped consuming the painkillers prescribed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause I must know fully what the pain feels like right? Relying on those painkillers till they ran out then left me flustered and all, then my usual groaning that Tricia will ask me to STFU will start, and Joanna will be pekceh like hell, I mean, she already got a handful on her hands, I must be a mature 18year old daughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah. I think Im kinda aweeeesum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol. Actually the pain also not that serious that will make you want to rip your own head off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though Im not that brave to not eat them after the op, but I consumed for like two days before i stopped?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok lah right? I cant stand swallowing pills anyway. If I followed, its 5 pills/tablets in total three times a day, which means 15 pills SWALLOWED PER DAY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woah, thats like 30 for two days. Good job heather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, back to describing the pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its like sore. A very bad one at that. Somewhat like ulcer but worse. And did I mention I cant laugh BIG? HURTS LIKE HELL I SWEAR, like its gonna tear up or what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus you know Im watching snsd's funny stuff and they really cracked people up, everytime I laughed at Sooyoung's uttki moments I swear my stitches is gonna come off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then when I sleep, I cant lie with my left cheek to the pillow since its you know, the op area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instant pained expression formed on my muka like Im being slapped or what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But its only like at least 2 times at night when that happened?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im very careful now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And all that I eat since monday was porridge. It's soft foods ftw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh I swear I peed alot now, due to the amount of water intake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And never ever accidentally hit or touch or have any contact with that area. It's something I cant describe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just happened to hit it just now with my own arm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OUCH is not enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then that time Joanna poked it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OUCHHHHHHHHH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I literally jumped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Need to watch my show. BYE for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-5258603493168602382?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/5258603493168602382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=5258603493168602382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/5258603493168602382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/5258603493168602382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/04/to-end-well-go-you-see.html' title='To the end we&apos;ll go, you see?'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-2216743762419703195</id><published>2010-04-05T20:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T22:01:11.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once is enough.</title><content type='html'>"Ok, I am going to cover your eyes now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nods head.*&lt;br /&gt;(Looks up; and it's just the blue cloth. Ok, at least I can see nothing. Unlike Lynn who sees it all.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Can feel layers cloths covering my body)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Something cooling around my mouth. It's alcohol to disinfect~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, let's start." (When did my dentist entered the room?) I can feel him sitting down, taking some instruments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Drilling noises. OMG.*&lt;br /&gt;*Prolonged drilling noises- I can feel it nearing me.* OMG OMG OMG. I am trembling now. Please, no pain no pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Into my mouth it goes, reminds me of the family staying above me- they are always having constructions, and the drilling noises are similar.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Body tensed up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It's in my mouth now, cutting open my gum I think. Wait serious? Oh! It strikes something hard. That must be my wisdom tooth.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(More pressure into my gum with the drill. Why? Maybe the opening not big enough. Omg, I am trembling with fear. My legs are slightly shaking. Along with my fingers. But I tucked them behind my butt. Gripping the chair doesnt help much.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Drilling... drilling... drilling.* (That sound kills me, am I gonna faint, no no no, think of something else.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ok, it stopped. Wait, what's that? Like some mine-digging is going on now. *kack, ke, kack ke...* [ok fine, I suck at making these noises but you know how it goes.] )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He's like pulling something out and up. I can feel the pressure, but not the pain. Some knocking here and there. Some tugging here and there.*ting ting ting tink....*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sssssssssshush: the straw thing sucking ALL my blood out. Oooh. What's that. Something liquid hit my nose. And then someone cleaned it up. Shit, it must be my blood. Gosh. gosh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly reminded of my Red Cross days. Its as though, flashback you know?&lt;br /&gt;(Telling myself, I am never gonna do this awake AGAIN. This is such a living terror. I really think Im gonna faint soon.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I can feel something fall out right before the dentist quickly picked it up. It must be one part of my wisdom tooth. Ok, breathe. Relaxed again, cause Im tensing up.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some noises. He's saying some stuff. Ok, my wisdom tooth is done. Now for the simple extractions on top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look up." "Hold her head."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And someone grabbed my head. Must be the nurse who was preparing me just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah. Open your mouth." Recalled the conversation with the nurse, if you open your mouth big, it will end faster. *OPEN BIG*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pincer is holding on to my left tooth. Tugging again. Like how you remove nails when doing D&amp;amp;T in Sec 2. Left and right and left and right, against the surface. Like twisting something out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first my tooth was rigid. (Continued plucking of the tooth using the pincer.) Now its shaking. Ok, the nurse is really holding my head tightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sound goes like this, krunch krunch krunch.&lt;br /&gt;It's really weird I feel no pain during the krunching process. (The most painful thing was the jabs. I had 9 jabs in total.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of holey. The left tooth's out! *Deep breath. Ohmy. This is kinda smooth.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Turn your head to the left."  "Hold her head."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same goes for the right tooth. But then, why this one like harder? By right it should be shaking now, but it isnt. (More tugging.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hold her head tighter."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness, can you imagine someone pulling you, then you stayed still, so when they pulled, you moved a little before going back to standing still? IT'S LIKE THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(krunch krunch sounds.) Scary but not as scary as that drilling. That really gave me chills down my spine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit more longer. Ok, I can feel it coming out. Done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Some cleaning of the mouth. Someone just stuffed gauze into my mouth. Forcefully.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The sheets on my body is being removed. The stuff that covered my eyes was removed too. Ok, I can see the world now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They pushed the button to let me sit up. The nurse was praising me for finishing it fast. You know, those comforting words. It's really kinda fast. About 15 mins or so. It's the waiting and preparing that's long. My heart was racing during that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here, your teeth."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh thanks." *Muffled voice* Takes a look and give it back- its still a bit bloody.&lt;br /&gt;"No, for you to keep. Ok, you can walk? Lets go out." (Walks out holding my tooths)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let me change your gauze. I'll show you your wounds. Now bite them down." (The gauze is bloodied.)&lt;br /&gt;"Wait here." "ohs oks." Looked more closely at my tooths, goodness me, the wisdom tooth is really split open. i got two parts. And the other two tooths are longgggggggggg.&lt;br /&gt;......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So remove the robe, and the cap and shoes cover you can throw it there." "Rest well ok."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Go to level 2 to get your prescription."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept touching my face the whole day. The lower left side is numb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw my prescriptions. I got damn loads of tablets to swallow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home.&lt;br /&gt;(Some pain throbbing at my left gum. Shit, the numbness is wearing off. Swallowed all my tablets/ pills.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know, Im not supposed to spit out all my blood and also rinse?&lt;br /&gt;I've been swallowing blood since 11 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Im like a vampire now. Say it out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a nap and now the left side of my face is swollen.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, Thank God for blessing me. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And im supposed to take the tablets now. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46oR90WCD08/S7nr2BPgzXI/AAAAAAAABBE/47g8m-i9qhc/s1600/DSC00714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 177px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46oR90WCD08/S7nr2BPgzXI/AAAAAAAABBE/47g8m-i9qhc/s320/DSC00714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456651736815029618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From left to right: smaller part of split wisdom tooth, the left/right tooth, bigger part of wisdom tooth with some red stuff attached, kinda gross, followed by another left/right tooth, which I cant differentiate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I soaked them in my mouth rinse. Teehee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-2216743762419703195?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/2216743762419703195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=2216743762419703195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/2216743762419703195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/2216743762419703195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/04/once-is-enough.html' title='Once is enough.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46oR90WCD08/S7nr2BPgzXI/AAAAAAAABBE/47g8m-i9qhc/s72-c/DSC00714.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-3281428036191580847</id><published>2010-04-03T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T21:37:06.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snoozed.</title><content type='html'>Yes I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be the one who's the ... ... ... next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will eat my own words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the op didnt went well, that will be my retribution.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-3281428036191580847?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/3281428036191580847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=3281428036191580847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/3281428036191580847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/3281428036191580847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/04/snoozed.html' title='Snoozed.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-6211467159019720014</id><published>2010-03-31T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T22:13:30.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ulcers be gone!</title><content type='html'>Did not meet syam afterall.&lt;br /&gt;Too restless to take 2 buses since Im stuck in macpherson/ aljunied plus the feeling of shit wanting to come out doesnt help much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda sad, I've been wanting to meet either of the UES since like forever. They are like the only ones who haven seen my hair and my $50 metals yet. Plus Aizsa.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-6211467159019720014?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/6211467159019720014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=6211467159019720014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/6211467159019720014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/6211467159019720014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/03/ulcers-be-gone.html' title='Ulcers be gone!'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-3909745419663879165</id><published>2010-03-31T12:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T12:24:05.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey hey.</title><content type='html'>Why is it that when I have all the free time during that no one's online?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least let me have the feeling of slacking while talking to other people.&lt;br /&gt;Taking this chance to listen to bigbang's songs on websites is not enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, anyway I think today im quite slack. Im the only one to report! Its like I own the office now since my boss have her own office.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for lunchtime, meeting joanna to eat together~ Then if I managed to knocked off early, I might go visit syam or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF I managed to knocked off early. That is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-3909745419663879165?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/3909745419663879165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=3909745419663879165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/3909745419663879165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/3909745419663879165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/03/hey-hey.html' title='Hey hey.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-6291598734848221525</id><published>2010-03-30T23:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T00:11:30.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My boss say I can report at 10am tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;So happy I think I can hug her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seriously, there is just so many food in the pantry every SINGLE time I walked out of office I feel like backtracking back to the pantry to get some nutella. Or nachos.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's no dress code(!!!!) I've been wearing slips since like Day one.&lt;br /&gt;Then one of the others was like saying,'eh can wear slippers meh?'&lt;br /&gt;Experienced one(their friend)'Something... something, but its better to wear covered lah'&lt;br /&gt;The other,'Please lor, the first day I come, she was barefooted in the office lor.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She= Our boss.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH. Seriously lor, she always waddles in barefooted then started scolding some surveyors not doing their job properly. Since she owns it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That idiot just went off without checking." or "Moron, like that still need to ask meh, just callback lah." or "Stupid client today take sick leave. Now you all have nothing to do. Stop going Facebook lah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will miss her if I leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, the other day my family had this picnic, then suddenly we just decided to stay overnight there.&lt;br /&gt;Cause too impromptu, so I think another one is coming up soon.&lt;br /&gt;Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just heard the Flo Rida and GD's Heartbreaker.&lt;br /&gt;Not bad, but I like Breathe remix the most.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda missed YG family.&lt;br /&gt;The thing I hate most about working is that I have to miss out a whole deal of omona news. Then have to slowly track back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, gotta catch my show. BYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-6291598734848221525?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/6291598734848221525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=6291598734848221525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/6291598734848221525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/6291598734848221525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-boss-say-i-can-report-at-10am.html' title=''/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-3496545941218311908</id><published>2010-03-26T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T22:49:13.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh no no no no nobody knows.</title><content type='html'>Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;Ouuuucch.&lt;br /&gt;OUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Metal bands suck, big time. Putting it on was fine. But after experiencing the pain that seeped through when I close my jaws, OUCHDASRJERIWERJWER!##$@#@#$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHDFFKETJFLOHEMJSDFPJskdftol'rj!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SDFJDFJDOFJGJOHOLGJDFJGLOJRJGSG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RFSDFSEKDAIfsdjahdZHENSUCKSfnjufhaug!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I wearing some $50 worth of metal in my mouth. Dont play play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went there during work (So officelady right, I know) and guess who I saw.&lt;br /&gt;Mary Ann TSAO okkkkkkkk. My fairygodmother. And Dr Tan, another fairygodmother in TSAO foundation. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;She's not always in Sg, so its really wow when I saw her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teehee, I talked to her for awhile. Im so proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I need to go check out my $50 metals to make sure they are alright. BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-3496545941218311908?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/3496545941218311908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=3496545941218311908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/3496545941218311908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/3496545941218311908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-no-no-no-no-nobody-knows.html' title='Oh no no no no nobody knows.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-7414155821540584442</id><published>2010-03-25T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T23:19:36.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad sad sad sad sad sad tonight.</title><content type='html'>Guess what Im up to these days.&lt;br /&gt;Damn shagged like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to keep backtracking omona news since I cant update during work.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today was ok. Just that sometime it's really urgh when your friends arent around and the other group is a bunch of happy friends chatting across the room typing typing.&lt;br /&gt;I managed to survive.&lt;br /&gt;And I totally understand how being the youngest felt.&lt;br /&gt;Seohyun, Seungri! I FEEL YOU! Not being able to say anything significant is seriously a stab through my toe.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, being the elder ones really have their advantages. I must appreciate my position in the household more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for payday. Trust me to say that.&lt;br /&gt;But I concur the cash will be meaty.&lt;br /&gt;HUR HUR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found one yongtaufoo stall, good and cheap like hell, you'll feel like you're in Bangkok or Msia.&lt;br /&gt;Im dragging mom someday there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah, metal bands tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-7414155821540584442?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/7414155821540584442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=7414155821540584442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/7414155821540584442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/7414155821540584442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/03/sad-sad-sad-sad-sad-sad-tonight.html' title='Sad sad sad sad sad sad tonight.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-1490195793718359958</id><published>2010-03-22T23:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T23:11:17.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Realised Im supposed to make a new email for myself for my birthday pressie to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-1490195793718359958?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/1490195793718359958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=1490195793718359958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/1490195793718359958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/1490195793718359958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/03/realised-im-supposed-to-make-new-email.html' title=''/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-906350430699593061</id><published>2010-03-18T21:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T21:50:22.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10/10.</title><content type='html'>I think.&lt;br /&gt;I kinda like 2pm now. LOL. Plus that Doojoon guy from Beast(IKR, I mean, with the GD-copycat and all in it.), but he's really cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I know, I know.&lt;br /&gt;I will get over it before I knew it.&lt;br /&gt;Cos its unhealthy and its not right.&lt;br /&gt;And GD dont want me to leave him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i41.tinypic.com/1582eqq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 200px;" src="http://i41.tinypic.com/1582eqq.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WOOTS TO GD GETTING OUT OF THE LAW SAFELY.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img16.imageshack.us/img16/8197/bigbanggd1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://img16.imageshack.us/img16/8197/bigbanggd1.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That post on omonatd had me going for days, because its like a basketful full of gifs thrown at me.&lt;br /&gt;*right-click saves.* Thanks, fellow GD-lovers, for posting some of those gifs that is uncommon out there. Totally appreciate it alot. *salutes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i44.tinypic.com/zxu2r5.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 188px;" src="http://i44.tinypic.com/zxu2r5.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, for some stuff related to me.&lt;br /&gt;Ga ma wo, Khuz and Lius. Esp. Khuz, for waiting so long alone!&lt;br /&gt;To think I was still so happy inside the room cause Youngmi sort of dragged the time and Im like 'free lesson!'.&lt;br /&gt;And no wonder Lius is commenting on her holding the class back. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Really guilty for that! Mianhe!&lt;br /&gt;Now whenever I look at the board, I kept laughing cause some parts are really funny.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Esp. that 'oops, no space'. CAN DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I really really feel like plucking out the GD photo. Lmao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-906350430699593061?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/906350430699593061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=906350430699593061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/906350430699593061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/906350430699593061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/03/1010.html' title='10/10.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i41.tinypic.com/1582eqq_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-5776918886742172579</id><published>2010-03-13T01:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T02:51:14.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heather Lum.</title><content type='html'>I know Daizhen must be constantly refreshing my blog because she wants to read my thanksyous due to her efforts spent on my eggcrack (I know, so cliche right.), but yes, I should say some thanks else people really think Im evil to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/lumpiere/pic/0000kf1r/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 157px; height: 118px;" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/lumpiere/pic/0000kf1r" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Im not at all. (I even handfed her popcorn chicken hello.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, Haz was really smart in detecting all the awkwardness of Anne (Her acting sucks like hell.), and hinting me along the way. While me on the other hand was constantly trying to analyse Slave's MIA during the past week. Well, if you read my blog you will know. Yes, Megan, its the girl you met today inside the printing shop with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, ah-ga-ration, we sorta know when they are doing, stealing limelight away from Francis since its his Bye-Bye day. Sorry about that!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Francis' house is daebakkkkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not go into details of the so-called game in order to present the cake in front of us, but wow, cake was good and you can take my expression as this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/lumpiere/pic/0000g17t/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 255px; height: 173px;" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/lumpiere/pic/0000g17t" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the presents was damn sweet I swear. Esp. the tam-tam that Slave made (by herself!), just like when it's Harry's birthday or during Christmas, Dobby gave him smelly socks or stained knitted stuff.&lt;br /&gt;So even though it's imperfect, I will treat it well since it felt good to touch anyway, and sewing seriously sucks your brain cells out.&lt;br /&gt;I am proud that you did not bite the hand that fed you~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if next time you got redeemed, I can still look at fake tam-tam.&lt;br /&gt;Or if you are living this rich taitai's life, I can take it out and threaten you with it. Because its your DIRTY PAST. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really liked the ring alot! I feel so TOP right naoooo and only GD can express what I want to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pics.livejournal.com/lumpiere/pic/0000fep9"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 222px;" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/lumpiere/pic/0000fep9" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the handmade stuffs and the carved pens. Goodness, idk what to say, but awww. I is touched.&lt;br /&gt;Haz too.&lt;br /&gt;We are like &lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/lumpiere/pic/0000hhg5/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/lumpiere/pic/0000hhg5" alt="" width="212" border="0" height="155" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; man seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I bet haz wasnt expecting me to present her with the frame! HAHA. When it comes to PLEASANT surprises, I AM THE BEST!&lt;br /&gt;The pro in planning, acting, and whatever you know im good at. Call me if you need me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-5776918886742172579?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/5776918886742172579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=5776918886742172579' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/5776918886742172579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/5776918886742172579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/03/heather-lum.html' title='Heather Lum.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-2654659775440782159</id><published>2010-03-12T02:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T02:44:41.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shit just got real.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Face it Heather, you are no Narsha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shut up, inner voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELCOME BACK SIS. Now let me fill you in regarding all the Jack Neo's scandals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/lumpiere/pic/0000ea44/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/lumpiere/pic/0000ea44" alt="" border="0" width="300" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-2654659775440782159?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/2654659775440782159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=2654659775440782159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/2654659775440782159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/2654659775440782159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/03/shit-just-got-real.html' title='Shit just got real.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-5791415161695007714</id><published>2010-03-11T02:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T03:19:26.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got it packed wall to wall, doe to doe.</title><content type='html'>I would like to take a snapshot of my desk to show you the stuffs that I had been doing so far.&lt;br /&gt;But, such trouble. Lets forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing for sure is that you can see bits of post-its here and there with words in HANGEUL.&lt;br /&gt;Due to me being diligent.&lt;br /&gt;I find it heartwarming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont think I can get a job this holiday.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, had resigned to fate.&lt;br /&gt;With all the things going, it aint easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know, I am really burdened.&lt;br /&gt;Due to Daizhen being mysterious. I shall say 'F OFF' in return for the 'Hi' that you gave me through Hazimah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was wondering.&lt;br /&gt;Haircut can change your popularity?&lt;br /&gt;Saw a real life example.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why, you are still you anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or is it, ahh, shall not, nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must do something. MUST.&lt;br /&gt;Hey apple. Hey apple. Hey apple. Hur hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have not been catching Chuno, scared cause I saw the preview and the preview is really damn sad and heart-wrenching you feel like jumping in and kill the person who frames Oh Jiho and also the Left State Councillor plus the King. All are napun saram.&lt;br /&gt;In Chuno, its either kill or die. Or slavery.&lt;br /&gt;And Im also scared cause Lee Dahae like got mixed feelings? After seeing Jang Hyuk whom she thought dead since 10 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;EXACTLY. Since she's already with Oh Jiho, she should not even brood over Jang Hyuk what.&lt;br /&gt;Macham betraying, even though not on actions, but like mentally. SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont think my heart can take it. But this drama really teach me alot about power.&lt;br /&gt;Bad thing it is, bad thing it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, before you got pissed again due to what, another summary of Chuno even though you dgaf about it, I shall make my exit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh, pi gon hae yo~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-5791415161695007714?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/5791415161695007714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=5791415161695007714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/5791415161695007714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/5791415161695007714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/03/got-it-packed-wall-to-wall-doe-to-doe.html' title='Got it packed wall to wall, doe to doe.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-8722411686079806774</id><published>2010-03-09T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T22:36:03.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From YG.</title><content type='html'>Cant believe YG is getting married.&lt;br /&gt;But true love then, true love, so congrats and chukahey~ hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2NE1 album coming earlier half of the year!&lt;br /&gt;And also later?&lt;br /&gt;Lol, the translations not that clear. BUT AWWWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOP's push back to later half of the year, bet Khuz is slamming the keyboards or something, but Im kinda bummed that its push back too. Sometimes YG cannot be trusted.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I AM SO GONNA OWN THAT NO-EDIT VERSION OF GD's SAL DVD.&lt;br /&gt;Someone please help me buy it since I am underage~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you noticed all the old-time subbers for SNSD, 2ne1, etc either got suspended or deleted their accounts?&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Scared me to hell when I couldnt find 2NE1 teevee suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to download GG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangeul lessoned today.&lt;br /&gt;Lmao, Young Mi called Lius a 'napun chingu'.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-8722411686079806774?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/8722411686079806774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=8722411686079806774' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/8722411686079806774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/8722411686079806774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/03/from-yg.html' title='From YG.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-5192472451881029659</id><published>2010-03-08T19:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T19:24:04.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chuno too intensed now.&lt;br /&gt;Cant stand.&lt;br /&gt;Need to stop for a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-5192472451881029659?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/5192472451881029659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=5192472451881029659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/5192472451881029659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/5192472451881029659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/03/chuno-too-intensed-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-2296760641713545073</id><published>2010-03-08T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T00:46:34.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet potato.</title><content type='html'>Is radio free?&lt;br /&gt;My mom had it on since yesterday night, she says it doesnt run on high electricity and all(?)&lt;br /&gt;I can still heard noises coming from the other room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I watched Chuno.&lt;br /&gt;Oh Jiho and Lee Dahae kissed.&lt;br /&gt;Give me an O! 'O'! Give me a M! 'M'! Give me a G! 'G'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite it being that kind of 'just stayed there' sort of kiss, it is still veryyyyy nice~&lt;br /&gt;Im shipping them so effing much I dont even... sorry Jang Hyeok. (He and Lee Dahae are sweethearts last time. IN THE SHOW.)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my level of shipping for them is like same as the sweet potato couple.&lt;br /&gt;Or even higher. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chn173 have some many good shows to keep me occupied real long.&lt;br /&gt;I can spend one whole day sitting there if someone bothers to switch the channels away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was checking out FB just now, yayness due to seeing that I got one friend request(!!!).&lt;br /&gt;And the feeling of grossness after seeing who it is from.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks but no thanks.&lt;br /&gt;That guy's lamenting about needing someone to save him out of his country.&lt;br /&gt;Kind of funny, let me copy a few lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Help me!! I want, so badly, to get out of here!! I am slowly dying in here!! I am slipping away from everything that seems important in my life. Help me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don’t want to be separated from the world like this!! Don’t let this happen to me&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, now that I looked at it, it seemed scary?&lt;br /&gt;Like I just laughed it off like that, but if its really something that's gonna 'separate him from the world'?&lt;br /&gt;(shudders)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.: He still have time to post videos up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-2296760641713545073?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/2296760641713545073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=2296760641713545073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/2296760641713545073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/2296760641713545073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/03/sweet-potato.html' title='Sweet potato.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-7812361734839735978</id><published>2010-03-06T22:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T22:58:50.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uh uh uh uh uh uh. (Sing it in HyunAh's Change way.)</title><content type='html'>bon voyage sis~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hows the chasing for WG daizhen?&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to think of a new email to replace imaginary.&lt;br /&gt;That shall be a birthday present I give to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been watching some sad stuff these few days.&lt;br /&gt;But it's meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;Esp. Chuno, it teaches me how to be a good master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can Lolli2 stop giving 'Making of' and instead just put the whole MV out?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-7812361734839735978?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/7812361734839735978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=7812361734839735978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/7812361734839735978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/7812361734839735978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/03/uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-sing-it-in-hyunahs.html' title='uh uh uh uh uh uh. (Sing it in HyunAh&apos;s Change way.)'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-6020687681687053549</id><published>2010-03-04T19:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T19:42:07.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song Taeha!</title><content type='html'>Cant watch Chuno- link broken.&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to scout for more video-hosting websites to see if there's Chuno.&lt;br /&gt;Sian, can you please hurry send your verification mail to me Viikii?&lt;br /&gt;Im at the part where Oh Jiho's baby, tied to his back while he's fighting, got cut off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. Tension to the max, and the link broke.&lt;br /&gt;WTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I did try searching for a job.&lt;br /&gt;Even sent my resume.&lt;br /&gt;Just waiting for confirmation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 2ne1 is damn cute with their Corby F.&lt;br /&gt;Them fooling around with the phone is damn funny, I seriously cant stand Park Bom.&lt;br /&gt;"Just someone~"&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;And CL looks happy there. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Esp. like that part when Minji show off her sexiness, then got shunned by the rest of the members. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the part where they were saying they could win the memory game. Lmao.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll put the video here later. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Shall go check on my verification mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/edit] I swear Viikii's bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-6020687681687053549?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/6020687681687053549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=6020687681687053549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/6020687681687053549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/6020687681687053549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/03/song-taeha.html' title='Song Taeha!'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-8332663047952122124</id><published>2010-03-03T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T23:30:14.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make me go 'woah'.</title><content type='html'>Today was fun. Haz totally rocks when she's singing the peterpan song. lol.&lt;br /&gt;And anyway Daizhen, stop reading my blog and move yourself away if you are going to be MIA; you can go watch 'My name is Khan', (whispers) cause I know you are a terrorist.&lt;br /&gt;I dont need a runaway slave. (Read: Chuno.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I was at Lynn's blog just now.&lt;br /&gt;That girl talking about her sudden new found love of Kpop.&lt;br /&gt;Recalled that time when I wanted to join Korean lessons, then I asked her, and she was like, "erm, no? Cause I dont think I will need it since I dont watch all these."&lt;br /&gt;HUR HUR, look who's talking man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know 2ne1 recently was the big winners for this award show, shall not specify name since you wont know &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anyway&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So yea, GD was performing too.&lt;br /&gt;Dk why, but I think he might have a girlfriend. (!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serious, if you compared the previous 'Hello' perfs, he's more enthu and blah, but this one...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he's just tired or what, but his face have this, idk how to explain look.&lt;br /&gt;It's like telling me, his fan, that "I have a girl now and I cant wait for this to end so I can talk to her on the phone~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right? People, watch the video and tell me Im right.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess Im like 76% certain that he's sort of taken now.&lt;br /&gt;I just cant fathom, and the chemistry between him and 2ne1 is like so slack towards the end, I think the 2ne1 girls knows something too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just look at Dara's muka. (Or maybe GD is really dating her. Lol, avoid suspicions so he put his head on CL's shoulder instead.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, done with my analysing.&lt;br /&gt;Just want to say that my Jiyong looks different.&lt;br /&gt;I think most of you will just say tired or what, but you think Idk whats his tired muka meh.&lt;br /&gt;(flicks hair)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, since Chuno(stop saying WTH is this shit. This is some GOOD shit to dig.) is about slave hunters chasing slaves, I shall be like Jang Hyeok and chase Da wondergirl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annyong~&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, Hangeul lessons was damn epic yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Lius is damn hum I swear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-8332663047952122124?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/8332663047952122124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=8332663047952122124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/8332663047952122124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/8332663047952122124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/03/make-me-go-woah.html' title='Make me go &apos;woah&apos;.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-5096426943599170012</id><published>2010-03-01T20:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T20:06:50.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>March to Fifteen.</title><content type='html'>Hello. I feel like watching Chuno.&lt;br /&gt;Oh Jiho is damn hawt. I loved him when he was in the Single Dad fall in love drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Im kinda scared of what presents Im gonna get.&lt;br /&gt;Haz and daizhen looks really, idk, mysterious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna say, I want a WIG.&lt;br /&gt;Short-haired one.&lt;br /&gt;And please. Keep it nylon-strings, real hair chopped off for wigs freaks me out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-5096426943599170012?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/5096426943599170012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=5096426943599170012' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/5096426943599170012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/5096426943599170012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/03/march-to-fifteen.html' title='March to Fifteen.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-733539193949811455</id><published>2010-03-01T12:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T13:19:48.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bordeaux.</title><content type='html'>Supppppp~&lt;br /&gt;Weekends was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Saw the mail sent by haz.&lt;br /&gt;Dk why but I have the feeling of ULP again.&lt;br /&gt;(Read: Running away.)&lt;br /&gt;Lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wah, I seriously think I look like mommy now lah. Even my friends say so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tricia: They haven seen me yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-733539193949811455?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/733539193949811455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=733539193949811455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/733539193949811455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/733539193949811455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/03/bordeaux.html' title='Bordeaux.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-2825000261161712964</id><published>2010-02-25T20:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T21:50:43.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone just said, "Party like its your birthday."</title><content type='html'>Hello people. yadda yadda yadda.&lt;br /&gt;I think I have just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UN&lt;/span&gt;officially finished Year 1 in TP.&lt;br /&gt;*pulls poppers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, bumpy ride, bumpy ride.&lt;br /&gt;Especially the last few days.&lt;br /&gt;The amount of sleep I get was so deprived I swear I could bawl for 3days1night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams, was kinda weird. I mean, for the first paper, it could be fairly well.&lt;br /&gt;But the other two wasnt up to my expectations.&lt;br /&gt;So I think I will freak out on the start of April when TP messaged my results when Im sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;And then due to all the judgmental people out there judging me, I will have no choice but to plan to leave Singapore to run away and hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Lynn will come and stop me when I was moving my luggages or something.&lt;br /&gt;Just like how Serena went to stop Blair from going up the helicopter after her scandal with Chuck broke out in season 1 of Gossip Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I just want to link it to GG.&lt;br /&gt;YEAH BABY! IM COMING BACK TO YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FULL FORCE NON-STOP chasing of dramas and shows. *starts running*&lt;br /&gt;Invincible Youth, WGM(yes, I have not finished yet. I missed Seo In Young like hell. And also the new couples), Chuno, God of Study, BB docu, Happy Together, a few of 2days1night here and there, GOSSIP GIRL, Wild Bunny, A walk to remember, Hello Baby (both SNSD and SHINee), just to name a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And constant updating of 2ne1 and BB news, and also omonatheydidnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, I think this holiday is Godsend.&lt;br /&gt;I am actually amazed at myself that I DID pray every night for the card that I took from church.&lt;br /&gt;The one where we write our personal breakthrough for exchange.&lt;br /&gt;I mean.&lt;br /&gt;Even though Im not sure whether its a he or a she.&lt;br /&gt;But, Im just shocked. At myself.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someone out there who took my card was doing to same thing too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also for self-improvement.&lt;br /&gt;Shall be a good student for Korean classes. And maybe try to snatch the position of monitor and give it to Yiling since she wants it so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And jobs. Need cash for cravings. Not to mention I was so troubled and distressed due to the hot mess that I was in during this week.&lt;br /&gt;The 850 shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of CNY on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Going grandma's house. Seriously, with school done, everything's so light now I even think Im lighter. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And someone please stop the fights and riots in Thailand so that the family wont be so against Tricia going for her grad trip.&lt;br /&gt;Wait, zsa's going too right! Ohmy, but now so dangerous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i680.photobucket.com/albums/vv169/kpopicons/KPOP%20GIFS/2ne1bye.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 200px;" src="http://i680.photobucket.com/albums/vv169/kpopicons/KPOP%20GIFS/2ne1bye.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, buh byeeeeeeeeeeeeee~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-2825000261161712964?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/2825000261161712964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=2825000261161712964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/2825000261161712964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/2825000261161712964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/02/someone-just-said-party-like-its-your.html' title='Someone just said, &quot;Party like its your birthday.&quot;'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i680.photobucket.com/albums/vv169/kpopicons/KPOP%20GIFS/th_2ne1bye.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37115146.post-8829584236962948846</id><published>2010-02-23T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T23:44:37.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanna rock.</title><content type='html'>Two more to go and I swear it's time for all hell break loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a time bank. To withdraw out my extra time that I've saved before and use it for sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hangeul was good.&lt;br /&gt;O-ri is duck.&lt;br /&gt;And Lius is a twaeji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BWAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37115146-8829584236962948846?l=nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/feeds/8829584236962948846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37115146&amp;postID=8829584236962948846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/8829584236962948846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37115146/posts/default/8829584236962948846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttybarbarian.blogspot.com/2010/02/wanna-rock.html' title='Wanna rock.'/><author><name>Heather Lum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14511526979997221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
