<?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-6212064644996000506</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:35:39.810-08:00</updated><category term='distraught'/><category term='I need to learn how to write like Coldplay'/><category term='bryan'/><category term='dashboard confessional'/><category term='coldplay'/><category term='pink shirt'/><category term='to'/><category term='supermegafoxyawesomehot'/><category term='lifehouse'/><category term='the verve'/><category term='awesome'/><category term='Sundays'/><category term='attend'/><category term=':)'/><category term='glee'/><category term='Emmys embarrassing Iheart304'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='the killers'/><category term='Goo goo dolls'/><category term='dies'/><category term='jhud'/><category term='glee Goo Goo Dolls'/><category term='short story'/><category term='church'/><category term='suicide'/><category term='school. is. x_x'/><category term='15(almost 16)'/><category term='foo fighters'/><category term='unable'/><category term='girl'/><category term=':('/><category term='concert'/><category term='#fail'/><category term='dating'/><category term='Ne-yo lifehouse nick lachey coldplay the script James blunt'/><category term='snow patrol'/><category term='apologize for cheesy title'/><category term='500 days of summer'/><title type='text'>IF I WERE INVISIBLE</title><subtitle type='html'>wait, i already am.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>482</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-7803151650734633721</id><published>2012-02-15T03:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T03:26:57.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dirty little secret</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So today was Total Defence Day, and instead of the regular fire drill we had an IPP drill which is basically what we need to do during a chemical attack. And during recess the canteen &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;rationed&lt;/font&gt; porridge and sweet potato which wasn't that bad actually. I think we all need to be thankful everyday that &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;S&lt;/font&gt;ingapore is so peaceful, we sometimes take that for granted. Anyhoo, I think 'Rolling in the Deep' is like the unofficial anthem of XMC, we sing it at least once every choir practice. Heh, apparently I'm supposed to help out for this Friday's sec 1 orientation for choir, thanks to Gerard, mann my plans to be the 'cool senior' have been thwarted! HAHA wow can't wait! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-7803151650734633721?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/7803151650734633721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/02/dirty-little-secret.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/7803151650734633721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/7803151650734633721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/02/dirty-little-secret.html' title='dirty little secret'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-3611456265074588632</id><published>2012-02-13T16:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T16:31:22.528-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apologize for cheesy title'/><title type='text'>sweet like honey</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Second year in a row now! So pleasantly surprised, its so nice to know that even though you've graduated you still think of me! :) wow today was a brilliant day, I can feel all the solid-ness of the friendships I've forged today, going to miss XMS so much! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Well I guess the sad thing was that Coldplay didn't win anything at the Grammys but I guess Foo Fighters deserved it too so I'll get over it heh I will still love Coldplay endlessly. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; And how can you have feelings for someone when all you know is the tip of the iceberg of all the skeletons she has in her closet? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-3611456265074588632?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/3611456265074588632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/02/sweet-like-honey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/3611456265074588632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/3611456265074588632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/02/sweet-like-honey.html' title='sweet like honey'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-4502364701456555435</id><published>2012-02-12T05:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T05:36:46.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>somebody that I used to know</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It's true, you can get be addicted to a resigned sadness. Sometimes its comforting to be sad because its a familiar feeling. I guess no one can ever be truly happy. There's always going to be a certain type of sadness. Even the sadness of not knowing sadness. &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;Ok&lt;/font&gt; I'm not making sense at all. I guess I will definitely miss this kind of sadness since I alr made up my mind to change my way of living. Maybe I'll still feel this sadness but I know I will get better. After awhile this has formed a habit and its gonna take a lot to break a habit much less forget everything. This is going to be so hard. I don't know if I can do this. But I'll keep trying, I have to. And I will succeed.&amp;#160; And everything will be alright again. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-4502364701456555435?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/4502364701456555435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/02/somebody-that-i-used-to-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/4502364701456555435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/4502364701456555435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/02/somebody-that-i-used-to-know.html' title='somebody that I used to know'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-6504137602824094089</id><published>2012-02-11T04:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T04:59:46.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what I am going to do next</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Believe me I tried. And every time I find myself back at square one. So hopeless, so pathetic. I guess its really time for me to stop. Everyone's saying the same things and maybe I should heed their advice. It's against my will so its hard to do. But I think I get the logic. That its all in the mind. It's just me and my own deadly thoughts. It's never going to be the same and I have to live with it. I am just going to do what's against my own will. I have one more day to change my course and pull myself together. After this weekend I am not going to look back. After this weekend I will forget everything. After this weekend, everything I've known and believed in, will be reduced to dust.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-6504137602824094089?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/6504137602824094089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/02/what-i-am-going-to-do-next.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/6504137602824094089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/6504137602824094089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/02/what-i-am-going-to-do-next.html' title='what I am going to do next'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-1613766926042226323</id><published>2012-02-08T07:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T07:11:46.728-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what if?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I think most of the time, whatever we feel or think in our minds, rarely comes out the same form from our mouths. There are so many feelings in the world but not enough words to pinpoint them. So sometimes we might say we're 'dismayed, weary and desolate.' But what you're actually feeling is nothing like how you said you are. It may be close, but it can never be correct. I don't know about you, but whenever there's a whole tsunami of thoughts gurgling in my mind, I can never fully convey them. I'll leave somethings out, or maybe I'll over exaggerate and it wouldn't be the same. Would it be safe to state we say about only 5% of our feelings/thoughts as hard as we try? The mind is a complex creature, the heart on the other hand can be manipulated by the mind. But if we could say 100% of what's on our mind, how different would this world be? I think this would make us vulnerable/exposed but then again this level of honesty could probably lead to thousands of roads that you would never walk down in reality. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-1613766926042226323?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/1613766926042226323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/02/what-if.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/1613766926042226323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/1613766926042226323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/02/what-if.html' title='what if?'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-7765438055175124025</id><published>2012-02-07T02:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T02:46:55.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>melancholy twentieth-century light</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;'Noah told me that there's a day during the summer when the sun hits the broad avenues at such an angle that you experience the sensation of the whole city being flooded by a melancholy twentieth-century light, even the most prosaic, unloved buildings appearing bright and nuclear at the edge of your vision, and that when this happens you want to both cry for something lost and run out there and welcome the decline of the day. ' -Super Sad True Love Story by Gary Shteyngart. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-7765438055175124025?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/7765438055175124025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/02/melancholy-twentieth-century-light.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/7765438055175124025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/7765438055175124025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/02/melancholy-twentieth-century-light.html' title='melancholy twentieth-century light'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-7460172042152359830</id><published>2012-02-06T06:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T06:56:32.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>do not go gentle</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;WHAT IS UPZZZZZZZ my sistaa's younger brother has the sweetest most adorable voice ever! He recorded 'Mine' for me (yes, all for me!) And I've listened to it like for a hundred times alr! Ahhh~~~ anyway, Aderic borrowed my chem workbook from me sometime ago and today he asked me to lend it to him again and he was acting all suspicious hinting that he did smth to it. But of course I didn't think too much and so during chem today, I happened to flip the the last page of my chem workbook and I saw........ A CHINESE SUICIDE LOVE NOTE WRITTEN OVER THE WHOLE PAGE IT WAS SO HILARIOUS HAHA I'll post the note up here soon haha but basically the first part talked about how mysterious person fell for me and second part was a total rip off from the sappy Taiwanese love novel which is obviously contributed by Adrian. It was in his handwritting anyway. HAHA it was so funny I had a supreme shock! These guys are total jokers. Tsk tsk! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Speaking of love stories, I've finished reading 'Super Sad True Love Story' by Gary Shteyngart. Well I have to say its one of the toughest books to digest maybe because Gary's writing style is &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;prett&lt;/font&gt;y abstract. Like he describes his characters with very inanimate adjectives. Making it hard to imagine, but perhaps this further accentuates the very nature of his characters, making them more alive than ever. Very alive in nature is Lenny, the main dude. He is almost 40 and so hopelessly in love with Eunice, a Korean who's 24. The story spans across how they meet, how he courts her (or rather forces her to fall for him) how Eunice falls for him, their trails and tribulations of their relationship, how Eunice cheats on Lenny with his boss, and how she leaves him and finally, how Lenny is never quite complete now that she's left. But this isn't your typical love novel. This is barely a love story. It's more like a story of how a relationship unfolds in the unstable/on the brink of collapsing America. Lenny may be the supposed victim in the story but really, he is the selfish one. Yes indeed, he is completely in love with Eunice but his parents mistake of being unworthy parents have somehow sent him away to hunt for love and approval in everyone. And also how he is so depressed and conflicted with his own beliefs. It made him a hard person to deal with on a very personal deep level. But like I said, the novel was really about how America was losing itself in a detached unemotive fire, how ppl have lost touch with actual human interactions...... Overall a deep book. I think I need to reread it. Yes its a super sad love story but to me, it felt more like the 'super sad mind of Lenny' pretty interesting read nonetheless. Especially how it also centres on the ppls' desire to live forever. Which I found disturbing but intriguing. Says a lot about the value of being a real human being. Haha gonna look for new books to ponder! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-7460172042152359830?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/7460172042152359830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/02/do-not-go-gentle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/7460172042152359830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/7460172042152359830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/02/do-not-go-gentle.html' title='do not go gentle'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-2826653177196564675</id><published>2012-02-05T05:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T05:22:48.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you must not know bout me,</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Okaye I did my first official solo cover. The audio quality seriously sucks (excuses HAHA) I sent it to my sistaa and his younger bro, was actually a pretty good critique (he's the same age as Tim so that's pretty impressive.) And he wants to record a cover for me aww! :3 btw I did 'If I Were A Boy', meh I can't sing the songs that I usually listen to because they're mostly sung by male singers and if I sang an octave higher it would be too high eg. (The Fray) but defeat is not an option, I will prevail and conquer!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes I'm high.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-2826653177196564675?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/2826653177196564675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/02/you-must-not-know-bout-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/2826653177196564675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/2826653177196564675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/02/you-must-not-know-bout-me.html' title='you must not know bout me,'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-4890125713639709264</id><published>2012-02-04T19:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T19:59:08.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I'm so grateful right now, thank God really. Life is that fragile. One day you're here, the next you're gone. Issit medically possible for anyone to live forever? If you continuously replenish your circulatory system with pure clean blood, and inject vitamins and minerals and maybe replace your vital organs and drink alkaline water and eat organics and work out and always remain stress free, could you live forever? Would you want to live forever? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-4890125713639709264?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/4890125713639709264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/02/im-so-grateful-right-now-thank-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/4890125713639709264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/4890125713639709264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/02/im-so-grateful-right-now-thank-god.html' title=''/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-2966594740162864019</id><published>2012-02-02T02:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T02:15:43.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'>in the end</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Sigh. Looks like I have to drop higher Chinese after all. I think it'll be better this way but I can't help but feel like a huge disappointment. What else have I done other than causing such amounts of disappointment? Every single time. In the end..it all comes down to this.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-2966594740162864019?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/2966594740162864019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/02/in-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/2966594740162864019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/2966594740162864019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/02/in-end.html' title='in the end'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-2291051632096566671</id><published>2012-01-31T02:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T02:20:51.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'>got you high~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;She's got you high is succha dreamy uplifting song! I love the 500 Days of Summer soundtrack. Anyway, I've finally removed my braces heh ppl have commented how nice they look FLATTERED :$ I hope my teeth don't move until I get my retainers :p well, at least I have pretty enough teeth ^^ &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-2291051632096566671?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/2291051632096566671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/got-you-high.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/2291051632096566671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/2291051632096566671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/got-you-high.html' title='got you high~~'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-893253849537286173</id><published>2012-01-29T06:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T06:18:42.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>there goes the fear</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;yknow in movies/shows/books there's always this geeky socially awkward (and pretty awesome) male lead who's smitten with this really popular/gorgeous/charming/attractive girl that makes him go, 'ahh, she's so lovely'. And usually the male lead does whatever he can to talk to her and through his attempts, this beautiful human being is just really mean to him but even so the male continues to be smitten with her. Sucks mann why do attractive ppl always have to be so mean. The reverse is true, btw. And by reverse I don't mean unattractive ppl being nice, no one is unattractive, unless your personality really sucks. By 'reverse' I mean the roles of geeky male lead and pretty female lead, reversed. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Anyway, I'm planning to trend #pickuplines again. Yes I know, the previous attempt was a massive failure firstly because my account was private. But now its public so there might be a high chance of success. But first, I've gotta update my list of pickuplines. Lemme practice. My skills are getting rusty. Hm: my arms are like a blanket, I could keep you warm. EWW THAT WAS BAD. Haha I think I'll work it out somehow which also reminds me that since &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;Desp&lt;/font&gt;eration Day is coming real soon, my &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;pick&lt;/font&gt;uplines might come in handy for whoever who might need it. So Dr Kristie is in da house!!!!!!!! I know I may be the least romantic person in the entire Universe but other than that my pickuplines are extremely useful #TrueStory oh that time, I asked Siri 'Siri, where can I find pickuplines?' Siri: 'Do you mean pickup trucks?' -____- SIRI SIRI-OUSLY SUCKS&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; I'm finally removing my braces tmr after plenty of delay! WHADDUP! let's see, I started my treatment in August 2010 so that means.. I only needed a year and 5months! Wow that's actually shorter then how long I took to get out of my 'selfpity' state! (Actually I might not even be sure if I'm entirely out of it, I'm succha loser.) Anyway, I think I'll miss my braces, but then again I CAN FINALLY AUDITION FOR A COLGATE/DARLIE AD! WHOOHOO and idk why but I'm getting really really weird dreams nowadays. Dreams that would prolly paint me out to be a creep because I'm telling you, these dreams are just so.... Unexpectedly wild. And when I wake up I'll be like 'What in the world was that dream for, brain?!' but honestly, these really weird dreams provide entertainment for my really monotonous&amp;#160; semicharmed life. I realised that when my days are uneventful, its turmoil in my mind. It's almost like I can't control my thoughts, my mind wanders to so many places, so exhausting. But when things are actually &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;'&lt;/font&gt;happening' in my life, that's when I'm so drained physically, I don't have the energy to let my mind wander. Which might actually be healthier. Well its a Monday tmr, and I'm gonna need my 'sleep ready' playlist for the bus ride to school. So yeah gonna add some Hall and Oates, Coldplay and of course 'I Want it That Way'. Mann that's a song I listen to everyday Backstreet Boys are so cool. Have a lovely week ahead guys! :) this was a long post heh&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Do you have a telescope? Because there are stars in your eyes. *_*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-893253849537286173?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/893253849537286173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/there-goes-fear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/893253849537286173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/893253849537286173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/there-goes-fear.html' title='there goes the fear'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-4243904784971008190</id><published>2012-01-27T07:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T07:56:56.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'that's why I fell in...to this situation with you!'</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I AM SO BEAT. Sprawled across my reliable/comforting bed right now! So, I went to kester/belicia's place today for dinner with some other folks from church and it was really great! We sat in the open, with this really long table dotted by IKEA lamps, those 'outdoor' lamps. I mean their house is seriously super awesome especially after the renovation! There's this huge open area (carpet grass) that leads to the kitchen and every room in the house is so organised! The best part is the minuscule attic (there's a ladder) where all the books are kept and there are huge cushions its so cosy! ^^ you could hold a small wedding gathering here okaye. No joke. My house is gonna be as legendary. When I get my own. Anyway, after being dragged to Dance Central I kinda realised smth. While I was attempting to recreate the moves, I noticed a few adults holding up cameras recording the whole process.. and since I was 'battling' Elvira, (who's a pro) I prolly came across as, having terrible coordination skills, and it was no surprise who lost. Seriously, I am THAT bad at dancing HAHA but I'll figure it out before prom :) our sec 4 batch hid out in the study room for a Phineas and Ferb marathon PLS DO NOT JUDGE. its like the best PG sitcom (besides Spongebob). I love being in the 'attic' its really cosy heh well, today was a great day, I hope you guys had a great one too, and even if it wasn't that great, well tmr, it will be better :) nights! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Oh yes, anyone wanna hear the most haunting cover of 'Spotlight'? Pls lemme know, you'll be blown away listening to this. BTW IT'S NOT MY COVER HAH&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-4243904784971008190?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/4243904784971008190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/why-i-fell-into-this-situation-with-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/4243904784971008190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/4243904784971008190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/why-i-fell-into-this-situation-with-you.html' title='&amp;#39;that&amp;#39;s why I fell in...to this situation with you!&amp;#39;'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-3407636602354778916</id><published>2012-01-26T03:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T03:03:24.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>like spouse like parent?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today Ms Lie said that there's this theory when your spouse will share a few pretty obvious traits with either of your parents. At first I thought she was kidding, then I rmb that HIMYM did an episode on this theory and revelation, its true!!!!!!! So in the episode, Ted and co. notice some similarities between Nora and Loretta, (Barney's mum) like how Nora hugs him by placing one hand on his back and the other hand stroking the nape of his neck 3 times, which is something Loretta does. And Lily realizes that Marshall loves all kinds of board games just like her father and the same for Marshall who pictured his dad in place of Lily. Well, if this theory proves legit.... I.. uh. I'm prolly gonna marry someone who can't take my singing at night. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-3407636602354778916?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/3407636602354778916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/like-spouse-like-parent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/3407636602354778916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/3407636602354778916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/like-spouse-like-parent.html' title='like spouse like parent?'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-7376057601030719759</id><published>2012-01-25T05:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T05:27:15.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>when life sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;We all have one of those days that simply go awry for no reason at all and right now I'm having those days. Well today just simply sucks, nothing is going right, I have so much stuff on my hands, I'm so exhausted both physically and emotionally, all I want is to crawl into bed and forget everything. But of course that's not going to happen, better get myself tgt and pull through the remaining hours of today. Tmr will be a better day. Yay for optimism!!!!! No really, I'm barely optimistic. just when I thought things couldn't worsen any further..... They did. Okaye sucks mann. But yes it will be better tmr. I may not have awesomed today, but tmr I'll awesome everywhere. But for now............. Lemme deal with today. Have a great day guys! (or what's left of it) &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-7376057601030719759?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/7376057601030719759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/when-life-sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/7376057601030719759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/7376057601030719759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/when-life-sucks.html' title='when life sucks'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-2796290661144155774</id><published>2012-01-23T05:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T05:19:06.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So, its day 1 of CNY or rather day 3 of family time. Went to my gramps place in the morning, and once again I am convinced that 'hotness' does indeed run in the family. #TrueStory HAHA I know my blog is rather void of pictures but once Ting posts the pictures on Facebook, yknow they're gonna be here :) Anyhoo, once my cousins left, it was pretty awkward when my distant relatives came. But thank God they didn't try to make small talk with me. Ah then we went to my grandaunt's place and yeah back home now. Ah, family. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-2796290661144155774?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/2796290661144155774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/so-its-day-1-of-cny-or-rather-day-3-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/2796290661144155774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/2796290661144155774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/so-its-day-1-of-cny-or-rather-day-3-of.html' title=''/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-62337354378447960</id><published>2012-01-22T08:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T08:57:54.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is the story of how I met your father.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Kidding I just couldn't think of a better title. Must be the Heineken. (tastes better than coke) anyway today was a pretty busy day. And a busy week too. Going visiting on Monday and Tuesday. And I have choir on Wednesday, removing my braces on Thursday (like finally), and choir plus dinner at kester/belicia's place on Friday WHICH I'M SO LOOKING FORWARD TOO! and it also reminds me, kester was being so mean to me today :&amp;lt; he zoomed in on my face of the unglam picture of me and SHOWED EVERYONE grrrrrrr wait till I dig out some unglam pics of him. Anyway today's reunion dinner was pretty epic. We were halfway through our food when suddenly the house blacked-out Omg it was so hilarious. My youngest uncle was like 'OKAYE EVERYONE, IPHONES OUT!' HAHA I mean seriously, these things that happen during CNY reunion dinner.. one in a million. When the power resumed, my granddad played CNY songs over the radio, with the steamboat plus music, the place felt like a restaurant. No joke. I love it when everyone in the Ng side of the family are so enthusiastic about 'family'. That's really sweet. :) nights guys really beat.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-62337354378447960?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/62337354378447960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-is-story-of-how-i-met-your-father.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/62337354378447960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/62337354378447960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-is-story-of-how-i-met-your-father.html' title='this is the story of how I met your father.'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-6769644026353955625</id><published>2012-01-21T07:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T07:52:51.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Meh I can't post pictures from my phone to my blog. well.......SUCKS TO BE YOU AHAHA. no really, sucks to be me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-6769644026353955625?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/6769644026353955625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/meh-i-cant-post-pictures-from-my-phone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/6769644026353955625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/6769644026353955625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/meh-i-cant-post-pictures-from-my-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-7287247109743885935</id><published>2012-01-21T07:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T07:48:54.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet, sugar, candyman!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So, the first round of reunion dinner was pretty good. Mascara is like the solution to almost non existent eyebrows. Oh yeah, uh huh uh huh. Okaye ignore that. Anyway, I'm gonna have to wear a really embarrassing dress for new year's. How embarrassing? Well I look like a walking Xmas tree in it. So yeah. But since I'm so used to embarrassing myself, might as well embrace it? So I'll be posting a picture but pls be kind HAHA its gonna be so bad you wished you didn't see it. Honestly, that dress..worst investment ever! It's almost natural for me to down liquor at every celebratory occasion, hmm, am I on my way to being alcoholic? Pls say no. But liquor is so so mysteriously tantalizing. Why do ppl dislike it? It kinda tastes depressing in a bittersweet manner. Like a sophisticated kind of sorrow. Okaye I'm definitely high. Church tmr and yet another round of reunion dinner, which reminds me, I need to work on my CNY greetings. Goodnight lonely minds.. I mean lovely minds. I'm praying hard I won't have crazy dreams again, they just mess up my being/mindset/everything. Btw, that's my cousin Sherry and I. :) &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-7287247109743885935?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/7287247109743885935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/sweet-sugar-candyman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/7287247109743885935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/7287247109743885935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/sweet-sugar-candyman.html' title='sweet, sugar, candyman!'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-7919090432223165574</id><published>2012-01-21T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T07:51:13.088-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-7919090432223165574?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/7919090432223165574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/7919090432223165574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/7919090432223165574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-1062840946936386464</id><published>2012-01-20T05:51:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T05:51:07.900-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow patrol'/><title type='text'>In the end</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It's the price I guess, &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; For the lies I've told&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; That the truth it no longer thrills me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Why can't we laugh?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; When its all we have?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; If we put these childish things away,&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; We lost the magic that we once had&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;In the end, in the end,&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; There's nothing more to life than love is that?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; In the end, in the end&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; It's time for us to lose our weary minds.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Will you dance with me?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Like we used to dance,&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; And remember how we moved together&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; You are the torch and it all makes sense, &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; I've waited here for you forever&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; I've waited here for you forever&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;In the end, in the end&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; There's nothing more to life than love is that?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; In the end, in the end&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; It's time for us to lose our weary minds&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;We're lost till we learn how to ask&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; We're lost till we learn how to ask &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; We are lost till we learn how to ask &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; So please, please, just &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;ask&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;In the end, in the end &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; There's nothing more to life than love is that?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; In the end, in the end&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; It's time for us to lose our weary minds&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-1062840946936386464?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/1062840946936386464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/in-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/1062840946936386464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/1062840946936386464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/in-end.html' title='In the end'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-8733108262208876721</id><published>2012-01-20T05:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T05:51:01.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lose our weary minds</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;'&lt;/font&gt;Why did you come back?' &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; 'Because I missed you!' &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; I don't think that was the main reason but AWWW. :') &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-8733108262208876721?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/8733108262208876721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/lose-our-weary-minds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/8733108262208876721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/8733108262208876721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/lose-our-weary-minds.html' title='lose our weary minds'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-5423993465571119801</id><published>2012-01-19T03:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T03:29:17.928-08:00</updated><title type='text'>in all of the noise, I am silence</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Do you know anyone who constantly and so faithfully believes in fate? Or coincidence? I used to believe in fate when I wasn't as awesome, that whatever that happened was all meant to be, that whatever will be, was meant to be. And whenever something great/bad happen, I would just blame fate. But really, there's no such thing as fate. It's all bull. Fate is just an excuse for not wanting to do anything. And its also an excuse for not taking the blame. Because I learnt that whatever mistakes I've commited, I only have myself to blame, pushing the blame to fate? Well that's total bull. Fate does not take responsibility. Perhaps the only chances when fate might really exist are being in the same class in a new school.. yeah you get the drift. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; One more thing. There is always a reason for every terrible/wonderful thing that happens. Don't give me bull like 'somethings just don't have a reason' if ppl leave for supposedly no reason at all, well obviously there is. And perhaps the most draining thing to do is to wonder what is the reason that they left. Most of the time I arrive at no reason. But I do agree on one fact. I simply wasn't good enough. To be worthed staying for. Sometimes you may not know reason but you can always conclude on a fact. In this case, why didn't I find out ages ago? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-5423993465571119801?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/5423993465571119801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/in-all-of-noise-i-am-silence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/5423993465571119801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/5423993465571119801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/in-all-of-noise-i-am-silence.html' title='in all of the noise, I am silence'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-2568817987149062271</id><published>2012-01-18T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T06:05:24.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Patrol - In The End</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/llUMU1jy_4g?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="270"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end, in the end, its time for us to lose our weary minds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-2568817987149062271?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/2568817987149062271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/snow-patrol-in-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/2568817987149062271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/2568817987149062271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/snow-patrol-in-end.html' title='Snow Patrol - In The End'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/llUMU1jy_4g/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-526781477752947953</id><published>2012-01-16T07:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T07:02:10.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>revelation</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today I realised a lot of stuff about myself. Everytime I intend to do smth cool I wound up being an embarrassment to myself. Which is quite sad but kaely says that's what makes me special and shihui says that other ppl would feel embarrass but I don't so that makes me unique. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Okaye the point of this post is an ego boost for myself haha. I'm so &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;exha&lt;/font&gt;usted like seriously shagged and its only Monday and I have a whole week ahead of me. Sigh I hope choir doesn't end too late on Wed. Shall go hit my chem notes and lit homework. Cya guys! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Okaye my dad said something just now which I found pretty interesting. You see, my dad works at BCA, which is Building and Construction Authority and since its a government linked company, its quite huge, and majority of the building and construction issues/projects in Singapore come under BCA. So my dad said today BCA received a complaint letter regarding the construction works going around a primary school and that the construction has caused some inconvenience and such... And guess who wrote the letter? Wait for it, a p6 kid from that particular primary school! That's like Tim's age! Can't imagine mann. And my dad said that p6 kid wrote like an adult, his words and tone.. wow. It was handwritten btw. So this just speaks volumes about kids these days. Getting more vocal huh. If Tim actually wrote a letter to one of the biggest companies in Singapore..... You can call me Swarley forever. But its not gonna happen HAHA. Really, applaud that kid. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-526781477752947953?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/526781477752947953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/revelation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/526781477752947953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/526781477752947953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/revelation.html' title='revelation'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-2955940051511747777</id><published>2012-01-15T05:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T05:45:30.555-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='15(almost 16)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unable'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foo fighters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suicide'/><title type='text'>my math is surprisingly good when it comes to moolah</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I DID THE MATH. if I save an average of 8bucks for 9weeks, I would have 72bucks, which leaves me short of 69bucks to 141bucks, which can be easily cleared during CNY and I'll have enough to GO TO THE FF CONCERT! and if my folks are gonna sponsor me (my bday is 5 days later from 2nd March) I SHOULD HAVE ENOUGH AHHHHHHHHHHHH so that's settled. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; BUT. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; if my folks decide not to lemme go......... -whips out gun and positions in mouth and pulls trigger- &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; In the mean time, I shall hunt for concertmates and probably go back to my chem. As in my chem notes not MCR.....HAHA I'm hilarious okaye I'm mad. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-2955940051511747777?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/2955940051511747777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-math-is-surprisingly-good-when-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/2955940051511747777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/2955940051511747777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-math-is-surprisingly-good-when-it.html' title='my math is surprisingly good when it comes to moolah'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-7723186843386086629</id><published>2012-01-13T05:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T05:52:08.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rainwashed histories</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I'm having a severe case of stm. I can barely rmb what happened in the past week x_x I must be getting old. Heh Anyhoo today is Friday the 13th and its supposedly 'unlucky' yknow but actually if everyone's gonna be unlucky, doesn't it balance out? So it'll kinda be the same? Do I make sense HAHA oh yes we've been doing choreography for Melizo this week. Which is a breath of fresh air from singing and singing and wait for it..... Singing. But the only problem is that... Um how do I say this. I'm usually awesome, just that when I dance, I'm just not awesome at all! AT ALL! I CAN'T COORDINATE MY HAND/FEET MOVEMENTS OKAYE! If you see how Finn dances... Well I'm like that. HAH, I'm gonna embarrass myself. Please take it easy on me thanks. MOVING ON! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Since its our senior year, we get to have a special item and you can count on it to be really fantastic so you guys better come. Nyehnyehnyeh &amp;gt;:) &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Oh yes today was the collection of newspapers and while skimming through the mountains of stuff, Ivan found a two page Coldplay magazine article thingy and showed it to me. HAH you can guess what this fangirl did. I TORE OUT THE TWO PAGES AND STARTED HYPERVENTILATING WHOO HAHA THE MAG IS LIKE FROM 2009! THIS IS FATE NO DOUBT ABOUT IT. #ColdplayForever and btw we didn't win :( but it was fun anyway ^^ &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Annnnnnnnd Cairo dropped by choir today! WHADDUP! HAH her coffeshop boy has a girlfriend apparently, I told her to feed girlfriend to the kangaroos. Foolproof manslaughter scheme. Nah I kid. Really miss that hipster alot! So it was really great seeing her again. :) &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; The photos from Youth Camp is finally up on Facebook! Which is both a good and bad thing. Good because I look so cool in them and bad because............ #SocialSuicide for just this one particular picture and SOMEBODY JUST HAD TO TAG ME. RAWR &amp;gt;:( SERIOUSLY MANNZXC! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; ANYWAY ANYWAY ANYWAY FOO FIGHTERS ARE PERFORMING IN SG ON 2 MARCH HAH 5 DAYS BEFORE NC16 OHMYGOSH I WANNA GOOOOOOOOOOOOIOOOOOOI &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-7723186843386086629?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/7723186843386086629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/rainwashed-histories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/7723186843386086629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/7723186843386086629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/rainwashed-histories.html' title='rainwashed histories'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-7411139152497587056</id><published>2012-01-12T01:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T01:58:06.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Never been easy to calculate the risks and costs of anything. Yet most of the time, when faced with choices, I'm always able to deduce the likelihood of a choice that might actually work out. And after I weigh the possibilities, I go along with whatever decision I settle on. And most of the time the 'whole thing' just works out and goes more or less according to plan. And even if it doesn't, I'm usually prepared since I've already had a gauge how things would turn out. Perhaps I think too much before I actually act. But then again these are tough personal choices. So I guess its alright to overthink. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; But really right now I'm stumped. I've never been good at hcl, my best ever since sec1 was a B&lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;4&lt;/font&gt;..which is like an A1 to me. And honestly I think my A2 was just cuz &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; I was lucky. I was scribbling bull for my essays and I hardly knew how to answer the compre questions. And I couldn't even be bothered, to tell you the truth, I didn't study for it. This just shows how much I've already given up on Chinese. I swear I'm just hellavu lucky girl. But the worst things happen to me so &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;this&lt;/font&gt; is a miracle. And this will never happen again. I cane read the Chinese paper... Heck, I barely understand what tang lao shi is talking about in class and I failed my hcl last year overall. I can't guarantee that I'll do anything to improve my hcl since I really don't care anymore. Do I even want to enter jc? I honestly don't know. But there aren't any courses in poly that interest me. So the extra 2 points might either save me or finish me off. So the 2 points might not mean anything to me. I guess its do or die. So be it. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-7411139152497587056?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/7411139152497587056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/never-been-easy-to-calculate-risks-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/7411139152497587056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/7411139152497587056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/never-been-easy-to-calculate-risks-and.html' title=''/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-5183328314205746589</id><published>2012-01-09T01:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T01:42:54.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>worry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;One year from now we'll be sitting in the hall waiting for our results. Which will prolly determine perhaps the rest of our lives. I don't want to be crying out of disappointment when I receive my results. Gotta work real hard consistently. Sigh. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Really hope things turn out fine for you, don't worry though, it was really good. :) &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-5183328314205746589?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/5183328314205746589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/worry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/5183328314205746589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/5183328314205746589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/worry.html' title='worry.'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-6883064423951645911</id><published>2012-01-07T22:16:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T22:16:59.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Okaye that was pretty bad &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-6883064423951645911?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/6883064423951645911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/okaye-that-was-pretty-bad-published.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/6883064423951645911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/6883064423951645911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/okaye-that-was-pretty-bad-published.html' title=''/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-709174652374488783</id><published>2012-01-07T22:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T22:16:41.516-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short story'/><title type='text'>the scientist</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;After months of trying to erode the memories so deeply imprinted and scarred on his heart, the scientist had finally found a solution to dissolve his pain. He had tried everything. To do whatever it took to erase the scintilating melody of her voice, they way her cinematic eyes found a void in his lonely soul, and of course, how she left an even deeper bottomless void in his heart when she left him. His feeble beating heart. Few have ever gone there (or even knew of its existence) and yet she, the most unexpected stranger, wounded up sneaking into his well guarded heart even making herself at home, in his very heart) without the usually observant and sensitive scientist, noticing at all. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; How, could he ever, forgo her?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;After a week of frantic manhunting, the scientist found himself sprawled over his sofa, beer bottle in hand, thoughts askew. His scientifically engineered mind had told him to list out all reasons for her departure, yet something else was working against him. It was a dull sickening blackhole somewhere in his chest. Tightening and throbbing, he swore he thought he was going to die. Hours later, in a secluded gay bar, he learnt from his new best friend, the bartender that 'its called heartache, honey'. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;So, with heartache, the scientist resolved to find her. He did find her though, but when he did, he wished he never did. She was in the arms of another man, wearing another smile, living another life. In all his life of success, the scientist never felt more like a failure at that moment. What's left of him was nothing but a broken, wounded soldier. So he burned the traces of whatever she left behind. The flame licked each memory and slowly devoured it... the smoke curled and rose and morphed into odd forms. The scientist's sharp mind then recognized the queer forms..they spelled out the four familiar letters of her name. The scientist related the coincidence to his bartender who only shook his head and gave the scientist another of Bailey's to sober him up. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;After 4 warning letters of possible sacking from his company and a rush of blood to the head kiss with his bartender, the scientist decided to emerge from the dust, grasping on to whatever he had left to find a solution to completely eradicating his memory of her. So he worked. He channeled all his desolation into sketching blueprints for his solution, determined to forget her face once and for all. He worked endlessly to end his misery. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; The scientist hid his heart in the most secretive place he knew- the skeletons in his closet. This way, no one could ever find his heart, and no one could ever hurt him again. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;On the 7th month of the scientist's prevalence, he found himself seated beside a ravishing brunette with curly locks at a conference staring intently at her dog eard and worn out notes. Out of pure curiousity, the scientist inquired the brunette. How her eyelashes curled when she peered into his lugubrious eyes, 'this, is my cure for heartbreak.' Later that night, the bartender would smirk while the scientist related his story, 'it was... Like she could read my mind..'&amp;#160; and underneath the dim light, the bartender saw something different about the scientist's sad hazel eyes.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-709174652374488783?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/709174652374488783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/scientist.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/709174652374488783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/709174652374488783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/scientist.html' title='the scientist'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-1222340554690168417</id><published>2012-01-06T05:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T05:23:50.043-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school. is. x_x'/><title type='text'>I said a</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Bang, bang, bangity, bang! A bang, bang, bang, bang, bangity, bang! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hello I've haven't been blogging for awhile now, mostly because of school and also because I can't think of anything interesting/relevant to blog about. Which just proves my point of this eternal writer's block I'm currently facing. -__- HAHA and since SOMEBODY has requested for me to update my blog. About time anyway. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;So, the first week of school required some major adjustments. But I think I'll get used to it sooner or later. It doesn't really feel like its a new school year, more like a Monday after a really long weekend. Aye, its getting hectic but hopefully I'll manage somehow. Seeing my sec1 mentees putting on long pants makes me feel like a proud mum. They've all grown up :') &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hm, since this is my last year in school, I'm overwhelmed with thoughts of the future. Where I want to be, and who I'm going to be. I wouldn't say that your career defines you as a person but it speaks volumes of your identity. Anyway, here are some of my career interests. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm really into liquor, don't ask why. That subtle yet distinct scent of 'upper class depression' is always so refreshing. Different liquors have different stories, all hidden beneath that cork fastened at the mouth of the bottle. I find liquor extremely interesting, especially how they are concocted and preserved. Wouldn't it be really cool if I could work at a vineyard someday? Feasting discreetly on expensive cheese and wine all day. OHYEAH &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;I would also love to be a sailor. Which may be suicide for me, since I can't swim but still, the ferocity of the ocean/sea draws me in. It's like leading a lamb to a slaughterhouse. Okaye I kid HAHA but really, I love the sea, how I taste salt when the seabreeze whips wildly across my face, the smell of promising adventure, and really just the beauty of the sea as it is. God is great. I might consider working on the Dulos (i have no idea how its spelled) but its a missionary ship that floats around the world. The pay isn't great but really, money isn't everything. Or is it........? HAH but being at sea would really be wonderful. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Lastly, writing. I always was into writing used to be able to fill pages up with words. But I haven't been able to come up with any workable ideas. It's like my creativity tank is empty. Ohwell. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Really exhausted after a &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;w&lt;/font&gt;eek of early morning bus rides well gonna catch up on some sleep this weekend! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-1222340554690168417?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/1222340554690168417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-said.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/1222340554690168417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/1222340554690168417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-said.html' title='I said a'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-2184289689874147966</id><published>2011-12-30T21:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T21:44:02.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the time of the year</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I shall do the annual new years eve blogpost. But instead of listing out the best/worst things of the year, I shall just talk about whatever I've been through this year. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;So, in Jan, Cairo flew away to Aussie. I was kinda blue for awhile because I really didn't wanna be stuck in SG. Basically everything was so academically oriented its really annoying. I just wanted to do what I really want and enjoy while I'm able to and not spend my youth wasted behind the pile of books and constant mindset of 'doing well in school'. Having said that I really missed her too. So it was kinda hard emotionally too I guess? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;There was also syf, where everyone wanted a gwh so desperately. And when we clinched it, you have no idea how relieved we were. So the year started off promising and then the seniors stepped down, leaving the sec3s to step up. And so we did, taking part in the syf closing ceremony did indeed bring us closer. But come November, the passing of Mrs Yeap... It kinda felt really different. Like, really empty and lost? After all it was my first wake I attended, perhaps it was just all too new. But I shall talk about this later. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Being the oic of invest was a huge responsibility too, so many times I wanted to give up. It's just so hard continuing when you see everything you worked so hard for suddenly going off course and when your plans are drastically changed at the last minute its really hard to keep strong and keep going. It was draining yknow? Invest may seem easy but trust me, its not. There's so many aspects to look after and when you don't have much support and affirmation, you just feel really lost. But I'm glad I managed to pull it off. And I can never thank my fellow oic enough for all the trust she had in me and all the help she given me. So yeah. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;The best thing that happened this year? Prolly the Taiwan trip. The worst? Well I guess there are a few but really I only have myself to blame. Perhaps after a long period of time, I've gotten used to it, so much so it doesn't bother me as much. Maybe it'll all be better this way. If I just left it there. Last year was a terrible year. Probably the worst ever. This year would be golden if I compared it to last year. Come to think of it, I'm really glad I survived last year. I know for many ppl 2011 was a horrid year but trust me, once you go through 'the worst year ever' the rest of the years will be better. #TrueStory HAHA to be honest I still think about last year sometimes and I wonder if perhaps if I did things differently, things would've be as bad but really, I would have done the same thing over again. Looks like whatever that happened was meant to be. Ohwell 2010 changed me. Drastically. But 2011 kinda more or less kept me the same? HAHA well I did attend my first concert this year (PARAMORE) and I won tickets for that and it was also the first time I went on radio hehe so yeah even though nothing sad/bad/emotionally draining happened this year, nevertheless I've learnt a lot. It was really eventful. Okaye I can't think of the best songs of 2011 but I'll think about it and I'll get back to you alright. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;It's my senior year when school starts. I can totally relate to Rachel and Kurt and of course Finn. Like Finn, I haven't decided what I truly want. Of course I'll go along with my interests but what if I'm not good enough like how Finn didn't get his scholarship? And also, I want to leave smth behind, but there's no musical to take part in like how Rachel did. Perhaps if you count Melizo but there aren't any leads in Melizo. Yeah I've done invest, but still. I guess I'm just like Kurt. I wanna achieve smth and perhaps it'll look stunning in my resume and maybe that'll get me into some awesome institute. But Kurt has nothing (other than being a congressmen's son). &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Having said that, I look forward to 2012 and the only thing I'll wish for is for COLDPLAY TO COME TO SINGAPORE AND ME GETTING AN AWESOME TICKET TO THEIR CONCERT WITH MY FELLOW COLDPLAYERS I'm serious that's all I'll ever ask for next year heh #fangirl the rest of the other things, are up to me. I decide if I want 2012 to be a good year or a bad one. I don't believe in fate, its bull really. I commit my life into my own hands and God too of course. I'm thankful for so many things too. I think SG should have a thanksgiving day because ppl tend to focus on whatever they don't have and neglect whatever they have. They need to be reminded to be thankful. So I thank God for 2011 and come what may huh 2012! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;HAHA have a wonderful/legendary/supermegafoxyawesomehot/winning New Year's Day and 2012! Always rmb to be thankful and that fate lies in your hands. I wish you all, all the best and the best of health and God bless. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Love, Kristie. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-2184289689874147966?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/2184289689874147966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/time-of-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/2184289689874147966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/2184289689874147966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/time-of-year.html' title='the time of the year'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-3586165589338942936</id><published>2011-12-30T04:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T04:47:55.073-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foo fighters'/><title type='text'>Arlandria</title><content type='html'>Ain't that the way it always starts.&lt;br /&gt;A simple round of conversation.&lt;br /&gt;Became a shameful equation.&lt;br /&gt;I flipped from station to station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey. Don't go and turn the other way.&lt;br /&gt;Don't say there's nothin more to say.&lt;br /&gt;Come on, hear me out.&lt;br /&gt;Hush, hush, settle down.&lt;br /&gt;Button up, don't make a sound.&lt;br /&gt;Shame, shame, go away.&lt;br /&gt;Come again some other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You used to say I couldn't save you enough,&lt;br /&gt;So I've been saving it up, I started saving it up.&lt;br /&gt;And when you said I couldn't give you enough,&lt;br /&gt;I started giving you up, I started giving you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not me, Arlandria, Arlandria.&lt;br /&gt;You and what army, Arlandria, Arlandria?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, God you gotta make it stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase all of those memories away,&lt;br /&gt;Save them all for another day.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you remember it was rain that drowned you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait!&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see if you can shake.&lt;br /&gt;I want to keep all I can take,&lt;br /&gt;I feel much better now.&lt;br /&gt;Use me up, spit me out,&lt;br /&gt;Let me be your hand-me-down.&lt;br /&gt;Fame, fame, go away, come again some other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You used to say I couldn't save you enough,&lt;br /&gt;So I've been saving it up, I started saving it up.&lt;br /&gt;And when you said I couldn't give you enough,&lt;br /&gt;I started giving you up, I started giving you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not me, Arlandria, Arlandria.&lt;br /&gt;You and what army, Arlandria, Arlandria?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, God you gotta make it stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweet Virginia, I'm the same as I was in your arms.&lt;br /&gt;My sweet Virginia, I'm the same as I was in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shame, shame go away,&lt;br /&gt;Come again some other day.&lt;br /&gt;Memories keep haunting me.&lt;br /&gt;Help me chase them all away.&lt;br /&gt;Hush, now settle down,&lt;br /&gt;Button up, don't make a sound.&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes, turn around.&lt;br /&gt;Help me burn this to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;Come now, take the blame, that's okay, I'll play the game.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care, it's all the same, watch it all go up in flames.&lt;br /&gt;Use me up, spit me out,&lt;br /&gt;Let me be your hand-me-down.&lt;br /&gt;Fame, fame, go away, come again some other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You used to say I couldn't save you enough,&lt;br /&gt;So I've been saving it up, I started saving it up.&lt;br /&gt;And when you said I couldn't give you enough,&lt;br /&gt;I started giving you up, I started giving you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not me, Arlandria, Arlandria.&lt;br /&gt;You and what army, Arlandria, Arlandria?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, God you gotta make it stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweet Virginia, oh, God you gotta make it stop.&lt;br /&gt;My sweet Virginia, oh, God you gotta make it stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-3586165589338942936?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/3586165589338942936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/arlandria.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/3586165589338942936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/3586165589338942936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/arlandria.html' title='Arlandria'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-529719815387446886</id><published>2011-12-30T04:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T04:39:21.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foo Fighters - Arlandria (Live on Letterman)</title><content type='html'>i like my music loud and angry with loads of guitar riffs ohyeah~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LjqSDG7ygDw?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-529719815387446886?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/529719815387446886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/foo-fighters-arlandria-live-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/529719815387446886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/529719815387446886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/foo-fighters-arlandria-live-on.html' title='Foo Fighters - Arlandria (Live on Letterman)'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/LjqSDG7ygDw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-1956921864628065204</id><published>2011-12-29T05:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T05:25:58.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To all the writers in the world</title><content type='html'>The past few months have been absolute hell for me. How long can writer's block last? It seems like an eternity. I am drained of inspiration, i am in desperate need of inspiration, well after all, that's how i write. Somehow, 'force-reading' myself is not helping. It used to work though, just hastily going through one book and I'm bursting with ideas.. but I've already tried, even reading 2 books consecutively. 1Q84 is proving to be a difficult read. The idea is fascinating but its so abstract, its hard to grasp. 900 pages of thinking within thinking. Bookception. I really need some inspiration or the ink in my pen might just bleed out and dry and i may never write again. Remedy please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-1956921864628065204?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/1956921864628065204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/to-all-writers-in-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/1956921864628065204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/1956921864628065204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/to-all-writers-in-world.html' title='To all the writers in the world'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-5118235191055116497</id><published>2011-12-27T07:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T07:48:48.506-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='500 days of summer'/><title type='text'>500 days of summer analysis</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Are all girls like summer Finn? Or are they like Tom Hansen?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Girls are usually depicted as the the heartbroken ones in relationships and I guess they are more emotionally attached to it than guys. I mean guys tend to be the ones who are shown to get over failed relationships easily, at least on the surface lah. It's like the mass media usually portray girls to be more vulnerable, whether physically or emotionally, than guys. Maybe not all, maybe some guys are like Tom Hansen, but that is quite unusual. So called the more 'emo' boys. Seldom you'll see girls like summer who is more free spirited and quirky and leaves guys suddenly&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hm do you think someone can be both a summer Finn and Tom Hansen? Like to certain ppl they just have to leave them for the betterment of whatever they deem worthy of and for perhaps a certain person they'll always be a Tom Hansen? Is that possible?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Maybe Summer Finn is a Tom Hansen towards the guy she's engaged to. Yes I think it's possible for a person to be both summer and tom. For someone like summer who doesn't believe in love at all and gets engaged, then the other party must be someone that is really special to her to have broken through her defensive wall towards love which has been erected around her whole mindset/actions/mannerisms/behavior etc. I believe it won't be easy to meet someone who is able to alter your whole perception of love, and if that person comes along, of course you'll hold on to him and become a Tom Hansen just because of the fact that he changed you and show you a world you've never experienced before&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Now a final question, will a Tom Hansen ever get over whoever who broke his heart? And will he still be a sucker for love? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyway I think a Tom Hansen will take a long time to get over someone who broke his heart since he devoted so much of himself into the girl. I'm guessing he will be thinking of her every moment, but he'll get over her eventually. How long it'll take, it depends on him, and the people he meets. If someone like autumn comes along and he spends time with her and finds out; hey, she's interesting, he'll most likely see things differently. If autumn is intriguing enough, and he dates her, then I reckon while he is dating he'll be thinking of what ifs scenarios with summer. What if the person with him is summer right now? Maybe he'll even take autumn as a replacement for summer at the beginning, because he recognizes that feeling he has had with summer while with autumn. Is he in love again? I'm guessing he'll see some parts summer in autumn. But gradually he would see the difference between them and really fall for autumn. And I think he will still be a sucker for love, but not as much as before cause he got hurt, and maybe his belief is shaken&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;So true. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Now from another perspective. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;can a person be both a summer and tom?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Cause right usually people's brains have a subconscious defense system which ties a feeling with a memory. So for example if you are heartbroken from a relationship right now next time you'll naturally be extra wary and suspicious. I'm sure you've experienced it before. It's just your brain trying to protect yourself from pain luh. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hm another question, will a tom-tom couple work out?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;But usually I would say a Tom-Tom relationship would be more stable than a summer-Tom relationship purely because a summer-Tom relationship is a relationship is based on superiority and it's really quite difficult to work out unless the Tom is really patient.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Wow so much thinking for a day.&amp;#160; btw these questions came up when I was thinking of 500. It's such a heart breaking movie and yet so relevant. I guess I've got most of my questions &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;answered&lt;/font&gt;. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-5118235191055116497?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/5118235191055116497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/500-days-of-summer-analysis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/5118235191055116497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/5118235191055116497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/500-days-of-summer-analysis.html' title='500 days of summer analysis'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-3967373627365577584</id><published>2011-12-25T04:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T04:47:08.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'>red checkered shirt</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;There's this episode in himym called 'Slutty Pumpkin' and in this episode, Ted meets a girl dressed as a pumpkin at a Halloween party and Ted, being Ted was smitten of course. But he never found out who she was and every Halloween, he wears the same costume and goes to the same party in hopes of meeting pumpkin again. And years later, he managed to track her down. Well today I had a similar experience. It was like a 'romantic scene out of a Katherine Heigl movie'. I shan't elaborate because if I do, I'm afraid I may mix up some details. Let's just call him red checkered shirt. So when will I see your face again? &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; But as we all know, after Ted found pumpkin he realised they weren't right for one another. Wow what a Xmas.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-3967373627365577584?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/3967373627365577584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/red-checkered-shirt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/3967373627365577584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/3967373627365577584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/red-checkered-shirt.html' title='red checkered shirt'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-5036981358716897538</id><published>2011-12-25T04:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T04:37:57.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>may your troubles soon be gone, oh Xmas lights, keep shining on</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Blessed Xmas to all and family :) wow my mum gave me 1Q84 which is like the book I'm anticipating the most to read! But its so heavy and huge! And its 900pages long! Ohmygoodness I think I need 2 months to finish it. Service was so good this morning. :) I guess it'll feel more like Christmas if it snowed. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; When you're still waiting for the snow to fall, it doesn't really feel like Christmas at all. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; But nevertheless Christmas is about Christ and I'm so thankful for Christ coming to earth as a baby and everything he has done in my life. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Merry Xmas everyone. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-5036981358716897538?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/5036981358716897538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/may-your-troubles-soon-be-gone-oh-xmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/5036981358716897538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/5036981358716897538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/may-your-troubles-soon-be-gone-oh-xmas.html' title='may your troubles soon be gone, oh Xmas lights, keep shining on'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-7135293743164213817</id><published>2011-12-22T02:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T02:14:32.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;LOL I remember my time when the class list came out. Was hellavu happy girl. HAHA &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-7135293743164213817?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/7135293743164213817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/lol-i-remember-my-time-when-class-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/7135293743164213817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/7135293743164213817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/lol-i-remember-my-time-when-class-list.html' title=''/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-5335324687826689505</id><published>2011-12-22T01:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T01:44:37.905-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='supermegafoxyawesomehot'/><title type='text'>sorry for awesom-ing all over the place</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Wow this year's sec 1 registration is completely different from the previous years. Instead of traditional pen and paper registration at the foyer, the SLs used macbooks instead! #style Anyhoo, guess what? During open house, I brought this family around and I kinda psycho-ed them into picking XMS as their first choice and guess what! That guy is&amp;#160; now gonna be part of this XMS family! Heh plus he was in the class I was registering for! His folks still recognise me #SenseOfAccomplishment! I can't help if I awesomed all over them. Swarley mode HAHA I sent the pictures for printing, maybe I'll get them later and I can finally start writing/decorating/framing. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Amos has eyeboobs HAHAHA #TrueStory they're so hilarious &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-5335324687826689505?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/5335324687826689505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/sorry-for-awesom-ing-all-over-place.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/5335324687826689505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/5335324687826689505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/sorry-for-awesom-ing-all-over-place.html' title='sorry for awesom-ing all over the place'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-3194665349336831060</id><published>2011-12-19T05:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T05:54:09.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>supermeganfoxyawesome</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Darren Criss ^^ LOL why doesn't anyone know the killers? They're gonna kill us all. there's just smth so unique about the killers.. their joyous sound and their hilarious lyrics. Some carry deep meanings, others are just plain funny. And brandon's voice ahhh~~ with a surname like that, how, could we ever deny you? &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; #fangirl &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Spent the whole afternoon at orchard getting gifts wow I love orchard its so happening! Thank God the trains were fine, just creepy noises and.. really weird speeds. Heh SO TRIUMPHANT TODAY! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-3194665349336831060?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/3194665349336831060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/supermeganfoxyawesome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/3194665349336831060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/3194665349336831060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/supermeganfoxyawesome.html' title='supermeganfoxyawesome'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-6625290299329733010</id><published>2011-12-18T01:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T01:43:05.153-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sundays'/><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I love Sundays ^^ who's with me? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-6625290299329733010?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/6625290299329733010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/6625290299329733010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/6625290299329733010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-7245935208120981019</id><published>2011-12-16T05:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T05:42:25.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fell through with solutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;How many times has it been? I can keep track of every single time you end up in the same situation time and again. Every single time you get your hopes up and you're so happy about it and when you tell me about it, I'm so happy for you. But I'm always telling you to watch out and keep a guard because I know how it all ends. Every single time. And now you got your heart broken again. Why am I not &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;s&lt;/font&gt;urprised? You refuse to listen to my advice and every time you're feeling so terrible, I feel terrible too. Mann you're just like Ted Mosby. 10 mins into knowing someone and you say you're in love. Really, just wait it out alright? How many times do you wanna go through the same thing again? I wish you would listen to me for once. Perhaps you wouldn't be so hurt. You're a good guy, all these.. 5 years I've known you, I can safely say I know you better than you know yourself. Sigh when will you ever learn. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Okaye whatever I'm gonna say has no relation to whatever's above. I love Americans and their culture&amp;#160; but I love Singaporeans and our supermeganfoxyhot &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;cultu&lt;/font&gt;re even MORE. so back off fadedholysoldier stop whining about dee kosh's awesomehotsauce comebacks and go back to your bottle. What you posted was not cool, it just showed how ignorant you are. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Seriously.. some ppl need to think before they act. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; GO DEE KOSH I LOVE YOU BRO, YOU ARE THE PRIDE OF SINGAPORE. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-7245935208120981019?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/7245935208120981019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/fell-through-with-solutions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/7245935208120981019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/7245935208120981019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/fell-through-with-solutions.html' title='fell through with solutions'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-8963836948566502210</id><published>2011-12-14T01:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T01:38:19.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>feast for the eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Me: yeah and there's this black dude.. Omg his body damn defined. Like dark chocolate.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; LRR: OMG. Can lick?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; HAHA!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; There's this dude called Marcus Seng on &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;fb&lt;/font&gt; and that kind soul uploaded a whole album full of a&amp;amp;f boys and he made it public. How can we ever thank him enough? &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; No. 1 stalker is in L.A.! heh if you're seeing this, we need to coordinate our timings! Rmb to keep whatsapp-ing me, I will too and take care of yourself! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;OMG I WANNA GO A&amp;amp;F *_* &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-8963836948566502210?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/8963836948566502210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/feast-for-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/8963836948566502210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/8963836948566502210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/feast-for-eyes.html' title='feast for the eyes'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-2586930238944443713</id><published>2011-12-12T07:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T07:41:13.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bryan</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dear most loyal stalk- I mean reader of my blog. HAHA please take care of yourself in US alright always keep warm and rest well! Go study hard and return a mentalist and do unimaginable stuff to our minds! I really hope it snows on Xmas and whatsapp me whenever you can okaye! Take a lot of pictures and don't keep eating salad! -__- please get a pink shirt, if you do I'll be very happy. And if you wear it in US I'll be even happier. Hope &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;you&lt;/font&gt; get all the stuff that you want okaye! Have a safe journey there and back, I hope there's Glee on the plane. I'll miss you everyday and come back soon! LOL I'M SO EXCITED FOR YOU! IT'S GONNA BE LEGENDARY! :D p.s. try not to miss me so much and pls get some sleep tonight okaye&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-2586930238944443713?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/2586930238944443713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/bryan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/2586930238944443713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/2586930238944443713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/bryan.html' title='bryan'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-6718010875990650749</id><published>2011-12-11T02:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T02:01:54.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;In the sanctuary during camp echo,&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Isaac: who wanted to be a policeman when they were younger?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Josiah: KRISTIE! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Isaac: who wanted to be a princess? &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Me: JO-SIAH!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Josiah: Yay! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Haha, today's camp echo..echo..echo.. was so nostalgic, can't believe camp concluded on Monday and its only Sunday! Wow time passes so slowly x_x really miss papaya and the amazing race :'( Anyhoo, the main highlight of camp echo was the video screening...let's not talk about it shall we? #SocialSuicide HAH but there were some nice pictures of me ^^ the worst part is that everything is going on Facebook OH HELL TO THE NO. Haha I can't wait for camp next year, and Tim will actually be joining. &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;Okay&lt;/font&gt;e cool. HAHA I just hope they won't screen the video during main service..... Just shoot me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-6718010875990650749?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/6718010875990650749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/in-sanctuary-during-camp-echo-isaac-who.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/6718010875990650749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/6718010875990650749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/in-sanctuary-during-camp-echo-isaac-who.html' title=''/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-138674226558581948</id><published>2011-12-10T06:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T06:00:07.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinema</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I could watch you for a lifetime,&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; You're my favourite movie,&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; A thousand endings&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; You mean everything to me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;I never know what's coming, &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Forever fascinating&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Hope you don't stop running, to me&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Cuz I'll be waiting&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;You are, a cinema&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; I could watch you forever&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Action, thriller&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; I could watch you forever&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; You are a cinema, &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; A Hollywood treasure&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Love you, just the way you are&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; A cinema, a cinema&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Okaye the lyrics might be wrong, I'm just typing whatever I hear. THIS SONG IS SO ADDICTIVE and the lyrics are so unique! Baked for Youth Blessings tmr LOL half green half red starshaped cookies pls don't be afraid to eat them. HAHA &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;who says you don't learn much from sitcoms? Somehow the first (or second) episode of season 7 of HIMYM has a huge imprint on me. So basically in the episode, Robin realises she's still in love with Barney and Lily finds out. So Lily, being Lily, encourages her to make her feelings known to Barney. 'You guys have chemistry!' She insists. So as Robin decides to tell Barney, Barney admits how he's been calling Nora for the past few days and that he has this special feeling towards her so Robin decides not to. She then tells Ted about how Lily was going on about chemistry when really timing is the main factor in a relationship. 'Chemistry is important, but timing is everything.' Robin decides. Well this is pretty true, many times you have great chemistry with &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;so&lt;/font&gt;mebody and even others can tell but if the timing is wrong, you really can't expect much to happen. I guess its a 'could've been' but you'll never know when the timing might be right, because once you have chemistry, you can't go wrong. LOL Dr Kristie in the house! HAHA yes it is sad and untimely, what a pity really. But yknow, you can't deny that chemistry. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-138674226558581948?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/138674226558581948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/cinema.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/138674226558581948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/138674226558581948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/cinema.html' title='Cinema'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-5827256438144401265</id><published>2011-12-08T21:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T21:05:19.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>as always</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yknow that moment when you have this urge to tell your folks about your friends and yet you restrain cuz you're afraid how they would judge them? Well, HAH this isn't about me having those moments but rather being the subject of the conversation. Recently my sistaa~~ and I were texting and his aunt 'caught' him in the act, and so my sistaa told his aunt all about yours truly. Honored? Yes I am but the things he told his aunt about were NOT VERY APPEALING THINGS. Like, my height.. as yall might know, I'm not very tall. And even that's an understatement. He even showed his aunt my picture and guess what she said? 'she looks like a sec 1' owwwww! Sigh its alright can't help looking youthful all the time &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;(se&lt;/font&gt;lfdenial) But I'm sure my sistaa said some nicer stuff about me (liar). So I guess the point of this post is that I'm young. LOL I KID. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; The thing is we never know when someone would tell their relatives/family about you and they do that for all the right reasons or maybe for all the wrong reasons. So depending on how bad (or good) your impression on someone is, determines the things someone might say about you. Of course we all wann to leave a great impression but that doesn't translate to being all fake and unnaturally nice all the time. So I guess, just being yourself is prolly the best impression you can leave on anybody because that's just who you are. Mann I sound way too cheesy. But yeah. HAHA I hope 202ers have fun today ^^&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-5827256438144401265?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/5827256438144401265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/as-always.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/5827256438144401265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/5827256438144401265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/as-always.html' title='as always'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-256995358881939825</id><published>2011-12-06T18:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T18:21:28.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yellow</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width='425' height='355'&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://www.youtube.com/v/4dn-uOfHixk&amp;rel=1'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='transparent'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src='http://www.youtube.com/v/4dn-uOfHixk&amp;rel=1' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' width='425' height='355'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ah, made me cry. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-256995358881939825?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/256995358881939825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/yellow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/256995358881939825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/256995358881939825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/yellow.html' title='yellow'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-1517265276757653983</id><published>2011-12-06T05:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T05:41:35.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want it that way</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Confession: I like backstreet boys. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Wow gonna be mad busy for Xmas. Need to get gifts, wrap them, set up the Xmas tree, bake, and of course spring cleaning. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Breaking Dawn so &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;anticlimat&lt;/font&gt;ic btw. Wah seriously gonna be busybusy for Xmas ohwell. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; LOL I find it hilarious when Kenneth refers to my parents as 'your folks' just cuz I call them 'my folks' HAHA he's back finally so is LRR! Might call him/her later so excited to hear about their adventure ^^&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; I had a terrible dream last night. And yknow how ppl say that usually the last dream you have before you wake up won't come true? Well it wasn't the last dream.. silly as it &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;so&lt;/font&gt;unds, I'm afraid it'll really happen. If it does, I think... I think I'll have no idea what to do. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-1517265276757653983?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/1517265276757653983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-want-it-that-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/1517265276757653983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/1517265276757653983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-want-it-that-way.html' title='I want it that way'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-7325896023471420525</id><published>2011-12-05T04:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T04:55:56.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>precious cornerstone, sure foundation</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Wah camp theme songs always make me teary because throughout the whole camp we've been learning so much and the theme song always ties in with all the messages. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Well this camp was really well planned great job camp comm! Get some sleep! :D I shall talk about the 4th day! We had service in the morning and Pastor Roger Chia talked about the coming of Jesus and how we should prepare for it. And then we played the game of life, like we really had to play it out in the hall. So its like we all took a test on LPYM Camp Nexus and according to our score we were given degrees... Etc. And we each had a house in the hall which was a chair and there were stations for you to get a job/married/stuff and a 24/7 casino HAHA I went to work first and omg separating green/red/black beans is TOUGH. so.... I MARRIED SHAWN HAHA. He had to propose through the mike omg. Then all the newly weds had to have their wrists tied tgt and like both of us were tied tgt like literally tied. Not just at the hands. So movement was hard D: but getting married eased the workload though HAHA belicia left jairus! And then we got a phD for Shawn, wait this makes Josiah my brother-in-law GLEEKS UNITE! and then we went to the casino HAHA so hilarious some ppl blew all their money at the casino then at the end we returned to the sanctuary. Shawn and I counted our total, around &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;7&lt;/font&gt;400bucks. But then we all died and everything was taken from us. Which was kinda expected la. Then we had a bbq for dinner ^^ and finally the last &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;night&lt;/font&gt;! Josiah went full warbler with the suit and tie -__- okaye fine I'm jealous. And zep dances like a girl no joke. Mr taxi taxi taxi. HAHA one of the games was to come up with a dance for the opening song from shows and we got Power Rangers which was hilarious since the only lyrics were go go power rangers! Haha and yay best dressed :) papaya won woohoo we got sparkling to celebrate so that was really awesome! And angel mortal! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; On the second day my angel gave me two numbers and told me to call him but he signed off as your awesome angel so I thought he was a girl and even kester and the rest agreed. But then this morning he wrote that he was actually a guy and that Kevin Sia is his cousin so wow, revelation! So today we revealed angel and mortal and I kinda could guess who my angel was and jang Jang Jang jang, it was Dairus! Haha, shocking! The great thing about youth camp is that the drum set, grand piano, bass, acoustic are always there for you to play. WAH SERIOUSLY THIS GUY PLAYED THE DRUMS LIKE A PRO AND I WAS LIKE BAB- haha I'm serious. Gideon and belicia can play the guitar really well :p wow camp was really great ^^ camp echo next week and youth blessings gonna bake cookies! Wow I think my IQ fell drastically during the camp. I know I'm quite blur sometimes but this time I'm like super blur. Like when Gerard said 'the most blur of your group..' everyone in papaya was like 'Kristie'. :( &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Fine. Haha I LOVE CHURCH AND CHURCH CAMPS AND CHURCHMATES AND GOD. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Shall end off with a verse &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Romans 8:38-39 &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;no&lt;/font&gt;r the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Amen.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-7325896023471420525?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/7325896023471420525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/precious-cornerstone-sure-foundation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/7325896023471420525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/7325896023471420525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/precious-cornerstone-sure-foundation.html' title='precious cornerstone, sure foundation'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-5758609279459489439</id><published>2011-12-03T06:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T06:51:17.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>get it right</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It's the third day of youth camp! Finally found the time to blog. How is everyone? No suicidal tendancies I hope? NAH I kid. Anyhoo lemme tell you about my past few days in camp! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;We had an amazing race around Sentosa ytd and things turned out pretty messy considering the crazy things they got us to do at the stations. One of them was to do jumping jacks at the shallow end of the sea, run up the shore, spin 5 times, do a barrel roll across (on the sand of course) and run back into the sea. Not pretty. But it was so fun oh the things you do at camp! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;And today I found my soulmate. Her name is Ynez. Mad cool. And guess what? THE FIRST EVER FEMALE COLDPLAYER I FOUND! she watches glee, himym, and xfactor! WHAT IS UP! Basically all my likes sia! Oh and she's not into kpop too! ^^&amp;#160; And josiah challenged me to this game where we have to carry out a conversation that makes sense with as many glee songs possible. Challenge accepted. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Expectation: 'Rumor has it's that 'Jessie's girl', 'Valerie', is a 'P. Y. T.' and can 'Sing' like a 'Blackbird' because she was 'Born this way'. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Reality: uh.. wait. Uh. Rumour has it that someone like you uhh..&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Tch just you wait josiah. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Today we had games and someone got injured :l pray pray pray. Our group is currently in the leads though! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;To be honest I don't exactly understand fully the messages from day one. I know its about salvation and all that, like the old earth and heaven vs the new earth and heaven, basically a lot of Romans stuff. Hopefully I manage to clear all &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;th&lt;/font&gt;at by Monday. Church tmr! :D &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-5758609279459489439?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/5758609279459489439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/get-it-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/5758609279459489439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/5758609279459489439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/12/get-it-right.html' title='get it right'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-4961155387052272059</id><published>2011-11-30T03:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T03:55:16.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohmannnnnnn</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This sucks ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh you hear that? That's not the sound of shattered windows and the sound of drums but the sound of my heartbreaking thanks&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-4961155387052272059?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/4961155387052272059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/ohmannnnnnn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/4961155387052272059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/4961155387052272059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/ohmannnnnnn.html' title='ohmannnnnnn'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-7434482889928737487</id><published>2011-11-30T01:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T01:03:23.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Camp's tmr, I haven't packed but I'm cool. I always am HAH FUNNY. Been watching so many shows recently whoooooooooohooooooooo so excited for church camp should most prolly suit up! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; No I'm serious can't get enough of all these shows damnit, I'm getting so Americanised OHWELL&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; LRR went to Disneyland and I think she's currently in Vegas so lucky girl and the idea of letting the universe decide kinda works #truestory. Hope kaely enjoys intensive. Wonder if David is going. Well he better be. Okay this whole post would make sense if I said it aloud okaye bye&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-7434482889928737487?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/7434482889928737487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/camps-tmr-i-havent-packed-but-im-cool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/7434482889928737487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/7434482889928737487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/camps-tmr-i-havent-packed-but-im-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-2180926007696783433</id><published>2011-11-29T04:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T04:47:16.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;'LOL. SNSD THE SHOULDER COSTUME THING DROPPED. #FAIL' HAHA I laughed till I almost cried. I shall act cute and post some photos of myself. Cambodia ppl are back! Jihao is an office boy ^^ the MAMA is actually quite cool. Grammys pls come to SG.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hey idk why can't post picture there goes my ego &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-2180926007696783433?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/2180926007696783433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/2180926007696783433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/2180926007696783433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-3488195328905215228</id><published>2011-11-27T23:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T23:28:28.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Just chatted with LRR over whatsapp so happy right now ^^ she's in Hollywood lucky girl! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Me: eh tell me when you hear Coldplay okay! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; LRR: eh I did! In a shop. Guess what song! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Me: yellow? Eh what shop?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; LRR: guess. No is new song.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Me: paradise!! What shop!! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; LRR: guess. As in the shop is guess.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; HAHA ohmy hilarious. Take care of yourself dear!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-3488195328905215228?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/3488195328905215228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/yay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/3488195328905215228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/3488195328905215228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/yay.html' title='Yay!'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-1956410828507104110</id><published>2011-11-27T21:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T21:05:35.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>called out in the dark</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width='425' height='355'&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://www.youtube.com/v/GwTXwJg6_VE&amp;rel=1'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='transparent'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src='http://www.youtube.com/v/GwTXwJg6_VE&amp;rel=1' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' width='425' height='355'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I feel like that guy in green all the time&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-1956410828507104110?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/1956410828507104110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/called-out-in-dark.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/1956410828507104110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/1956410828507104110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/called-out-in-dark.html' title='called out in the dark'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-5105481932659593633</id><published>2011-11-27T05:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T05:57:13.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lesson learnt</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;'you wear a knitted hat not because its cold out, but because of Coldplay' - Max, 2 broke girls&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Hey! Coldplay doesn't wear beanies.. :&amp;lt; sian I'm stuck at home until I'm better. Church camp starts on thurs and there's choir on tues and wed, which I'm most prolly missing. Hopefully I get better and in hopeless times like this, Barney Stinson quotes come in handy. 'when I'm sick, I stop being sick and become awesome instead.' Well, that might work :p &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; I miss Taiwan a lot! Sigh oh sigh I'm secretly hoping my dad comes home one day and say 'pack your bags, we're flying off in 3 hours to Stralia' #fathope Aussie is succha beautiful place, gordy's going there I think. Sucks to be me now that my good friends are away, I'm sick, can't go out, nth at home, bad telly plus hungover. SUCH IS LIFE. but I'm looking forward to church camp, its gonna be legen-wait for it-DARYYYYY &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-5105481932659593633?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/5105481932659593633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/lesson-learnt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/5105481932659593633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/5105481932659593633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/lesson-learnt.html' title='lesson learnt'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-9139143477607776456</id><published>2011-11-26T02:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T02:20:25.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you are the best one, of the best ones.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well, I feel so much better now. Open house was today so tiring but rewarding but my stupid nose kept running everywhere. :&amp;lt; did you see my socks? Super cool okay. I think its like 5cm above my ankle. #goodstudent reread ky's messages last night and I couldn't sleep partly because my best friend was feeling blue.. I'm so nice! Anyhoo, ky did make a lot of sense, &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;ju&lt;/font&gt;st that I was too drunk in my thoughts I didn't bother to understand them. But now I'm feeling so much better thank you so much ky! I hope you put on the keychain :p I guess we live through experiences.. good or bad. Somethings can't be learnt through movies or stories but have to be lived through perhaps we became stronger. I would like to think so. Difficult as it is, maybe this is smth we'll all have to go through. Thanks Xiaoting, LRR, gordy, ky, kaely, nao, and ofc bryan. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; 'Stop breathing, if I don't see you anymore'&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Such a nice song. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; LRR and Kenneth flying off tonight sigh........... All my haopengyou all gone sniff.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; And I'm sick :'( &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-9139143477607776456?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/9139143477607776456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/you-are-best-one-of-best-ones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/9139143477607776456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/9139143477607776456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/you-are-best-one-of-best-ones.html' title='you are the best one, of the best ones.'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-6803554824190767034</id><published>2011-11-24T19:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T19:13:28.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I dreamt of the wake last night. I dreamt that kaely, David and I went to the wake again and I didn't want to go in, so kaely went in with David. Then she said that you were moving and David went in too and said you were coughing. Then I saw you moving and coughing and saying smth I couldn't hear then we told everyone and everyone came.. and I couldn't rmb what happened. I couldn't sleep last night but I was so exhausted. But I fell asleep anyway. It's just that so many things have happened recently and I'm so tired. Just got back from Taiwan and there was Grad Night the next day.. enjoyed myself though.. and then choir the next morning and later that night, news of your passing. And the next morning which was ytd, we went to school and last night we went to your wake. And tonight I'm meeting up with Miss Ee and I'm prolly gonna tell her about the wake. And there's open house tmr..and on Monday there's choir. And a concert at night and then choir on Tuesday and the choral exchange on Wed. How are we supposed to carry on with choir? And I'm still hungover from Taiwan. I rather fall sick sigh. The only time I'm familiar with funerals is in shows and movies. It would always rain and the mourners will wear black and carry black umbrellas. And the mortician will shove soil on the coffin and this young kid will put a daisy at the grave or smth like that. But even so, they were all actors.. they were very much alive. Except that you were not. It wasn't a movie it show, its for real. And it feels strange and untrue and sad. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Kenneth said that he dreamt of you too. That you spoke to him and you wore a white gown and you looked beautiful. Maybe it really is you. Then I'm really happy for you. I wouldn't mind if you spoke to me in a dream too, just to see you alright and at peace. Yes, that would be nice. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-6803554824190767034?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/6803554824190767034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/peace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/6803554824190767034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/6803554824190767034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/peace.html' title='peace'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-8251996198426178896</id><published>2011-11-24T07:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T07:12:50.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bryan</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Don't know if you'll see this now but thanks for talking to me sigh feeling so blue but I'll get over it. Enjoy your time in school tmr alright! See you at open house :) &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-8251996198426178896?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/8251996198426178896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/bryan_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/8251996198426178896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/8251996198426178896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/bryan_24.html' title='bryan'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-3216678635109499646</id><published>2011-11-24T05:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T05:51:13.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tears in heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I didn't expect myself to tear up. Perhaps it finally hit me when I saw you lying in there. You looked so pretty and peaceful. I was afraid of looking at you initially. That little window... But I did and I half expected you to open your eyes. Your skin was flawless.. smooth and life. However the mortician did a shabby job with your lips. There was still specks of lipstick marks. But you looked beautiful. And happy. And at peace. I couldn't look at you for that long.. even now, I still can't accept that you're called back to the Lord. We sang In Dulci for you. I looked at your photo, but I couldn't handle it so I looked at Mr Yong instead.. but he looked like he was going to cry. So I looked at the ground.. could you hear us? It was when we sang As Long As I Have Music that I lost it. You taught us how to love music and singing, now who's going to do that for us? Choir feels empty now.. lost with no direction. What do we do now? What's going to happen to us? You've been there for us for so long, how can we go on without you? Throughout the service your relatives/friends/churchmates were praying for you. I was too. And I thought of how this was the first wake I ever attended and I think I'm gonna sound like a total wuss, but I'm afraid of attending funerals/wakes now.. She said you were in a happier place, I know you are. Will you rmb us? I think we all will. We definitely will.. I miss you and I will continue to pray for you. Mdm Ang, I can't believe you're gone.. your dad and brother are so brave.. just like you are. I will keep your family in prayer especially your children. Bless your soul.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-3216678635109499646?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/3216678635109499646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/tears-in-heaven.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/3216678635109499646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/3216678635109499646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/tears-in-heaven.html' title='tears in heaven'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-4611936209676931458</id><published>2011-11-23T23:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T23:55:29.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'>therapeutic chain of events</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Except that it isn't. I'm usually pretty emotional and all that.. but somehow all I can feel and think about is how her children will cope with this tragedy. And questions of death are circling my mind.. death is this close to everyone just that we neglect or rather, refuse to acknowledge his presence. Wait.. why is death a 'he'? Oh well, can you imagine all the pain her children are experiencing? It's so...sad and uncalled for. Sigh so many things ongoing and overlapping simultaneously I feel like my brain is gonna blow. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; God Bless your soul, Mrs Yeap. The lessons you taught us we will never forget. Your legacy will burn brightly. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; And I say this once again, gone too soon. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Winter casts its cloak on light&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Smother the &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;flames&lt;/font&gt;, of hope, of life&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Ashes slur the last embrace&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Scatter apologies on her grave&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Wounded soldiers we sigh like the moon,&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Darling, you have gone too soon. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;I don't know if that made sense but Mrs Yeap, that's for you. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-4611936209676931458?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/4611936209676931458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/therapeutic-chain-of-events.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/4611936209676931458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/4611936209676931458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/therapeutic-chain-of-events.html' title='therapeutic chain of events'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-7975275226007079709</id><published>2011-11-23T03:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T05:24:24.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>supermassive hangover</title><content type='html'>hah look! i've combined two songs to form my blogpost title! genius hehe supermassive blackhole- muse and hangover- taio cruz anyhoo, that pretty much sums up my state of mind. im missing Taiwan so much! Met Kenneth in choir today and he shared my exact sentiments. sigh...duck. everytime something awesome happens and ends, the hangover that follows is so depressing.&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo, i shall talk about my trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1,&lt;br /&gt;Arrived in Taiwan pretty late, was pleasantly surprised by the weather, i was expecting it to be super cold but it was more of cooling. to be honest, i was shocked by the buildings scattered along the streets, they looked so rundown and old, so different from what i was expecting, like in most Taiwan Idol Dramas, the houses and buildings are pretty modern, alot like SG so yeah, unexpected. We then proceeded to our first night market in Taiwan. The first major difference that hit me was the amazing culture and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, just heard some really shocking news...so yeah.. goodnight everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-7975275226007079709?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/7975275226007079709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/supermassive-hangover.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/7975275226007079709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/7975275226007079709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/supermassive-hangover.html' title='supermassive hangover'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-7668257831174702475</id><published>2011-11-22T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T07:47:02.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>overload</title><content type='html'>wah dai so many things going on at the same time, i cant keep up im just gonna sleep.&lt;br /&gt;i miss taiwan alot but i guess grad night is helping me with my hangover. grad night was great! the helium balloons are the silliest funniest things on earth! okay i shall blog about my Taiwan trip tmr, so tired right now im going to have to sleep. i'll def miss Tosy, Evelyn, Huixin, Peixuan and Sonia when they leave for Cambodia tmr :( till tmr, goodnight, fyi i cant get my eyeliner out, i looked boxed in the eye @_@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-7668257831174702475?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/7668257831174702475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/overload.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/7668257831174702475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/7668257831174702475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/overload.html' title='overload'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-5946330234840449086</id><published>2011-11-20T16:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T16:01:11.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kenneth's laughter</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;We watched the season pull up its own stakes &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; And catch the last weekend of the last week &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Before the gold and the glimmer have been replaced&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Another sunsoaked season fades away&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; It's the last day of Taiwan and obviously no one wants to go home.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Anyhoo, I'm so excited to open my Coldplay record and I hope my mum likes her present. I fell through with solutions and came across a revelation, I want to be a sailor when I'm older, the sea is the most majestic creature on earth. Kthxbai grad night tmr!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-5946330234840449086?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/5946330234840449086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/we-watched-season-pull-up-its-own.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/5946330234840449086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/5946330234840449086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/we-watched-season-pull-up-its-own.html' title='Kenneth&amp;#39;s laughter'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-372387036080744373</id><published>2011-11-13T22:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T22:02:05.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seoul garden in Taiwan?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hello there's WiFi everywhere in Taiwan talk about being connected all the time. Wow I'm so full right now &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;we&lt;/font&gt; just had buffet lunch and wow you have a Seoul garden in Taiwan! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-372387036080744373?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/372387036080744373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/seoul-garden-in-taiwan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/372387036080744373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/372387036080744373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/seoul-garden-in-taiwan.html' title='Seoul garden in Taiwan?!'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-3782888967264045824</id><published>2011-11-13T21:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T21:53:57.597-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bryan'/><title type='text'>bryan</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I think I really hate bryan. But he's so awesome that I can't stand it. Btw this is random cuz I can't stand bryan's awesomeness. K thanks. &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;:)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-3782888967264045824?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/3782888967264045824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/bryan_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/3782888967264045824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/3782888967264045824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/bryan_13.html' title='bryan'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-2269503323113846885</id><published>2011-11-13T08:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T08:00:50.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>day two</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;Hel&lt;/font&gt;lo its day 2 of Taiwan. However it alr seems like &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;a&lt;/font&gt; few days prolly because we've been spending a lot of time out. This &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;morning&lt;/font&gt; we went to gu guan bo Wu yuan. It was sian ttm. I nearly fell asleep. It's supposed to be a &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;sec&lt;/font&gt;ret but nvm I'm telling only you this. &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;I&lt;/font&gt; learnt that we tend to neglect the richest culture in &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;t&lt;/font&gt;he world by giving up on the language itself. In addition I've learnt that artisans and painters infuse different motifs and colours into &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;t&lt;/font&gt;heir work as the country progresses into differnt &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;dynasties&lt;/font&gt;. Btw rr typed that &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-2269503323113846885?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/2269503323113846885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/2269503323113846885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/2269503323113846885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-two.html' title='day two'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-7702925225915424536</id><published>2011-11-12T06:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T06:55:45.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taiwan</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hello I'm blogging from Taiwan its pretty cooling in here. I haven't got my auto roam so that's a problem but other than that I'm fine :) &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-7702925225915424536?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/7702925225915424536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/taiwan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/7702925225915424536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/7702925225915424536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/taiwan.html' title='Taiwan'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-6556053786037600316</id><published>2011-11-11T03:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T03:16:55.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>farewell</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Oh hello, I'll be leaving for Taiwan first thing tmr morning. For ten days, will be back just in time for grad night! Woah so sudden don't feel prepared at all. But I'm pretty sure it'll be fun. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Okay I admit its like having wedding jitters. Like how Barney puts it 'yeah sure this tie is skinny now but what if it gets fat and starts bossing me around?' Okay I exaggerate, the comparison is barely there. But still. I'm going to try to forget about flying off tmr and get some sleep. But on second thoughts, its X Factor results night and I'M DYING TO KNOW WHICH ACT LEAVES so maybe not. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Alright goodbye everyone, take care watch the X Factor for me. :) &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-6556053786037600316?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/6556053786037600316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/farewell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/6556053786037600316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/6556053786037600316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/farewell.html' title='farewell'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-2961027831757246816</id><published>2011-11-10T02:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T02:07:38.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 things you didn't know about me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hello fellow lonely minds in front of computer screens (just kidding) I haven't had a proper blog post in a while so I kinda stumbled upon inspiration. I was thinking of Glee and rmbed that the Glee cast actually did an interview called 10 things you didn't know &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;abou&lt;/font&gt;t me, so there you go! The 10 things you didn't know about me! :) (in no particular order) &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;1) I have a huge fetish for drummer boys&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Really, doesn't matter how old they are, once they take to the drums they are mesmerizing.. there's just something about the way they whack those drums when they're so in the 'zone'. Really. Drummer boys are whooooooo &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;2) I am terrified of blood and down riding escalators. Blood makes me disintegrate. I'm serious. Especially blood from the mouth. There was one time last year when I fell from a flying fox and cut my lip, it hurt of course but I cried on seeing the blood. There was another time when my finger got slammed between the choir room door and it was bleeding and I just couldn't help but cry ohmann. I'm not exactly terrified of down riding escalators though, I just take a really really long time to step on and I usually hold up the line, not very civil of me :l haha ppl who have gone out with me would say 'true story'. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;3) I don't text with much emoticons. Haha I feel emoticons are really insincere, so generated and impersonal. The only time I use emoticons are when I think I sound too rude or cold. So adding emoticons soften the tone I guess? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;4) I want to be a travelling musician/writer.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; I play the violin (its called Brentz) and I would love to be a travelling musician surviving on what little earnings have and discovering the world. I honestly wouldn't mind being broke most of the time, its the passion that motivates. And I love writing. What I meant was that I would want to be a writer not a travelling writer (does that make sense?) Haha writing is a form of release for me I'm currently stuck in my mortician story desperately in need for ideas (anyone?) Yes and it would be a dream come true if I really made it as one.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;5) I keep a diary. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Yes, those traditional pen and paper kind. I know, I'm living in the dark ages. Haha it just happens that my mind goes to countless of places and sometimes they overlap, making things hazy and extremely hard and so writing everything down makes things clearer I guess. So far, I hope had laid eyes on it. The things in there may send me to Guatemala. HAH kidding....... &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;6) I can do a neat Brit accent. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; No kidding, just ask me next time :p &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;7) I'm not a fan of current love songs. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Love songs are really shallow and meaningless. The amount of emotion is never appropriate. Songs from Taylor Swift and supposedly 'hood's love songs are horrid. Only a few make the cut. My personal favourites are Yellow- Coldplay, I Don't Want to Miss a Thing- Aerosmith, True- Ryan Canberra, Total Eclipse of the Heart.. just to name a few. Real substance in there! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;8) I believe in God.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; I'm a Christian and everyday I strive to follow Him. :) &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;9) I love airports.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; I once spent my whole afternoon walking around Terminal 3 just to sort out my thinking and it was enriching. I love airports really. The sense of new possibilities and heaviness of farewells and 'welcome homes' are therapy for me. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;10) I think soulmates do exist. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; They do, I know. If you ever find one don't ever let them go. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well, so that's 10 things you didn't know about me! :) &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-2961027831757246816?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/2961027831757246816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/10-things-you-didn-know-about-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/2961027831757246816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/2961027831757246816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/10-things-you-didn-know-about-me.html' title='10 things you didn&amp;#39;t know about me'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-6461967692052197660</id><published>2011-11-08T06:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T06:59:30.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'>this guy is brilliant.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The sleeping pills tasted bitter. I swallowed them. Wherever I woke up, I hoped it would be better than the hell of living without you. @VeryShortStory &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-6461967692052197660?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/6461967692052197660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/this-guy-is-brilliant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/6461967692052197660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/6461967692052197660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/this-guy-is-brilliant.html' title='this guy is brilliant.'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-9114056874606212717</id><published>2011-11-05T07:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T07:46:52.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rory</title><content type='html'>have i mentioned? rory is the cutest irish kid ever!!!!!!!! glee is fascinating. not gonna lie. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-9114056874606212717?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/9114056874606212717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/rory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/9114056874606212717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/9114056874606212717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/rory.html' title='rory'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-3680142057683872133</id><published>2011-11-05T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T07:40:01.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mercenary</title><content type='html'>my hand waves hello. tragedy strikes once again. my wildfire s decided to be unresponsive so i had to sent it away for repair. thats whatchu get for dying on me!! :&amp;lt; anyhoo, found out that hmv in 313 DOES NOT HAVE THE VINYL VERSION OF MYLO XYLOTO. simply atrocious! but. but. they have this box labelled Panic! At the Disco live concert. HAH xmas is coming. #justsayin HAH FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angels and demons by dan brown is really mind blowing. terrifying yet magnificent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-3680142057683872133?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/3680142057683872133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/mercenary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/3680142057683872133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/3680142057683872133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/mercenary.html' title='mercenary'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-653815125039897786</id><published>2011-11-02T08:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T08:00:46.528-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the verve'/><title type='text'>Love is this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Will those feet in modern times&lt;br&gt; Walk on soles that are made in China?&lt;br&gt; Feel the bright prosaic malls&lt;br&gt; Through the corridors that go on and on and on&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I was blind - didn't see&lt;br&gt; What was here in me&lt;br&gt; I was lost - insecure&lt;br&gt; Felt like the road was way too long, yeah&lt;br&gt; Cause love is noise and love is pain&lt;br&gt; Love is these blues that we're feeling again&lt;br&gt; Love is noise and love is pain&lt;br&gt; Love is these blues that I'm singing again, again, again&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Will those feet in modern times&lt;br&gt; Understand this righteous anger&lt;br&gt; Recognise this world's addiction&lt;br&gt; Understand this world's affliction?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I was blind - didn't see&lt;br&gt; What was here in me&lt;br&gt; I was lost - insecure&lt;br&gt; I felt like the road was way too long, yeah&lt;br&gt; Cause love is noise and love is pain&lt;br&gt; Love is these blues that I'm feeling again&lt;br&gt; Love is noise and love is pain&lt;br&gt; Love is these blues that I'm feeling again&lt;br&gt; Love is noise, love is pain&lt;br&gt; Love is these blues that I'm singing again&lt;br&gt; Love is noise, love is pain&lt;br&gt; Love is these blues that I'm singing again, again, again, again, again, again&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Cause love is noise, love is pain&lt;br&gt; Love is these blues that I'm feeling again&lt;br&gt; Love is noise, love is pain&lt;br&gt; Love is these blues that I'm feeling again&lt;br&gt; Love is noise, love is pain&lt;br&gt; Love is these blues that I'm feeling again&lt;br&gt; Love is noise, love is pain&lt;br&gt; Love is these blues that I'm feeling again&lt;br&gt; Come on, come on, ah come on, ah come on&lt;br&gt; Now come on, now come on, now come on&lt;br&gt; Now come on&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Will those feet in modern times&lt;br&gt; Walk on soles made in China?&lt;br&gt; Will those feet in modern times&lt;br&gt; See the bright prosaic malls?&lt;br&gt; Will those feet in modern times&lt;br&gt; Forgive me all my sins&lt;br&gt; Love is noise&lt;br&gt; Come on&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/6212064644996000506-653815125039897786?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/653815125039897786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/love-is-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/653815125039897786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/653815125039897786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/love-is-this.html' title='Love is this?'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-1346058294072227175</id><published>2011-11-01T07:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T07:01:36.777-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pink shirt'/><title type='text'>Bryan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;You suck. I'm not gonna lie. &lt;br&gt;HAH kidding you don't la. But I'm still angry for you lying to me and whacking your electric on my face 3 times. I'll have my revenge one day you watch out. Sigh I still feel blue sometimes when I think about it but the times are getting lesser so its a good thing I guess? And you need to eat with a mirror pls. It's not a pretty sight when stuff gets onto your lips. #seriously I could try looking forward to Taiwan. TRY. okay go study Chinese! :p &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/6212064644996000506-1346058294072227175?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/1346058294072227175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/bryan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/1346058294072227175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/1346058294072227175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/11/bryan.html' title='Bryan'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-2785772716144499386</id><published>2011-10-30T02:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T02:23:53.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sidenote</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yknow when your family is going on a staycation at the same time when you're going on a overseas school trip things get complicated. &lt;br&gt;Like who gets the camera and the suitcases......... Yeah. True story. &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/6212064644996000506-2785772716144499386?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/2785772716144499386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/sidenote.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/2785772716144499386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/2785772716144499386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/sidenote.html' title='Sidenote'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-456676925827230463</id><published>2011-10-30T02:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T02:01:59.504-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I need to learn how to write like Coldplay'/><title type='text'>I see grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Church was great as usual! Pastor Yuk Yee talked about making decisions in line with God.&lt;br&gt;And after that he kinda reminded us that the church needs saving and we have to raise 1.3million bucks so yeah. Which reminds me that my church of 7years is gonna be demolished. Sadface. &lt;br&gt;Well today was Men's Blessings and the food was great. I don't get why ppl always say men can't cook when really, the best chefs in the world are men. HAHA JUST LIKE THE BEST FANS IN THE WORLD ARE COLDPLAYERS. &lt;br&gt;Rawr josiah reminded me that I haven't gotten my cheerios outfit! :&amp;lt; &lt;br&gt;Had an impromptu guitar lesson from my churchmates, mann they're really good! (i brought brendon to church) &lt;br&gt;I saw Coldplay's concert in Madrid. Ahhhhhhhhhhh love. &lt;br&gt;Happy bday Belicia! :D &lt;br&gt;Happy Halloween! &lt;br&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/6212064644996000506-456676925827230463?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/456676925827230463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-see-grace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/456676925827230463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/456676925827230463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-see-grace.html' title='I see grace'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-5240300085470868282</id><published>2011-10-29T01:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T01:11:18.838-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coldplay'/><title type='text'>If you love me, why'd you let me go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Was a long and dark December&lt;br&gt;From the rooftops I remember&lt;br&gt;There was snow&lt;br&gt;White snow&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Clearly I remember&lt;br&gt;From the windows they were watching&lt;br&gt;While we froze down below&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;When the future's architectured&lt;br&gt;By a carnival of idiots on show&lt;br&gt;You'd better lie low&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;If you love me&lt;br&gt;Won't you let me know?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Was a long and dark December When the banks became cathedrals&lt;br&gt;And the fog&lt;br&gt;Became God&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Priests clutched onto bibles&lt;br&gt;And went out to fit their rifles&lt;br&gt;And the cross was held aloft&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Bury me in honor&lt;br&gt;When I'm dead and hit the ground&lt;br&gt;A love back home unfolds&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;If you love me&lt;br&gt;Won't you let me know?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;I don't want to be a soldier&lt;br&gt;With the captain of some sinking ship&lt;br&gt;With snow, far below&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;So if you love me&lt;br&gt;Why'd you let me go?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;I took my love down to violet hill&lt;br&gt;There we sat in snow&lt;br&gt;All that time she was silent still&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;So if you love me&lt;br&gt;Won't you let me know?&lt;br&gt;If you love me,&lt;br&gt;Won't you let me know?&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/6212064644996000506-5240300085470868282?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/5240300085470868282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/if-you-love-me-why-you-let-me-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/5240300085470868282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/5240300085470868282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/if-you-love-me-why-you-let-me-go.html' title='If you love me, why&amp;#39;d you let me go?'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-3830175420796117772</id><published>2011-10-28T03:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T03:34:45.596-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coldplay'/><title type='text'>My feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I used to rule the world&lt;br&gt;Seas would rise when i gave the word&lt;br&gt;Now in the morning I sleep alone&lt;br&gt;Sweep the streets I used to own &lt;br&gt;I used to roll the dice&lt;br&gt;Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes&lt;br&gt;Listen as the crowd would sing&lt;br&gt;'Now the old King is dead, long live the King'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One minute I held the key&lt;br&gt;Next the doors were closed on me &lt;br&gt;And I discovered that my castle stand &lt;br&gt;Upon pillars of salt pillars of sand &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing&lt;br&gt;Roman calvary choirs a-singing&lt;br&gt;Be my mirror my sword my shield&lt;br&gt;My missionaries in a foreign field &lt;br&gt;For some reason I can't explain&lt;br&gt;Once you go there was never&lt;br&gt;Never an honest word, &lt;br&gt;But that was when I ruled the world&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was the wicked and wild wind&lt;br&gt;Blew down the doors to let me in &lt;br&gt;The shattered windows and the sound of drums &lt;br&gt;People couldn't believe what I've become &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Revolutionaries wait&lt;br&gt;For my head on a silver plate &lt;br&gt;Just a puppet on a lonely string &lt;br&gt;Oh who would ever wanna be King?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing&lt;br&gt;Roman calvary choirs a-singing &lt;br&gt;Be my mirror my sword my shield&lt;br&gt;My missionaries in a foreign field&lt;br&gt;For some reason I can't explain &lt;br&gt;I know Saint Peter won't call my name &lt;br&gt;Never an honest word&lt;br&gt;But that was when I ruled the world &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I actually rmb the lyrics. &lt;br&gt;Sigh. I'm gonna be blue for three days and after that I'll be okay. &lt;br&gt;When you try your best but you don't succeed. Not that I want this, but I've been trying too. Maybe its just not my fullest effort but I'm still trying. Really I have no mood for Taiwan now. &lt;br&gt;Well I guess that kinda cheered me up a little. :) good to see you around &lt;br&gt;Comments from my report card include 'high degree of emotional maturity' well I guess you could say that. So many tragedies last year it kinda moulded my perceptions and thinking. I've definitely grown up emotionally. &lt;br&gt;Sigh pls I need to do better. Thanks choir clique for cheering me up, wish I could stuff yall into a box and hug you guys!&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/6212064644996000506-3830175420796117772?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/3830175420796117772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-feelings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/3830175420796117772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/3830175420796117772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-feelings.html' title='My feelings'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-468568550262255726</id><published>2011-10-26T06:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T06:03:09.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I find a map and draw a straight line</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love Gordy and Giogi &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;X Factor USA is so exciting! Sincerely hope Drew makes it to the finals with Chris Rene. It's simply too much talent in one show its hard to define a winner. &lt;br&gt;Honestly, it really doesn't mean anything to me anymore.&lt;br&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/6212064644996000506-468568550262255726?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/468568550262255726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-find-map-and-draw-straight-line.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/468568550262255726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/468568550262255726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-find-map-and-draw-straight-line.html' title='I find a map and draw a straight line'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-9107691941629436165</id><published>2011-10-24T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T07:04:18.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>disgusted.</title><content type='html'>honestly. what does sexuality mean? it really doesnt mean anything. aren't we all human? why can't we love? are we causing harm on others when we love? no we're not. its the same for homosexuality/bisexuality whatever, they're just being human, dont they have a right to choose who they love? i dont understand how ppl can hurt this innocent man when he hasnt killed anyone. what is wrong with the world? why do ppl shun homosexuals? shouldnt we applaud them from being courageous enough to embrace who they are? its just so sad and disturbing. these kids are spazzing over teenage pop stars and they dont notice the severity of this tragedy. they've got their priorities screwed. oh please Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart goes out to you Stuart Walker.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-9107691941629436165?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/9107691941629436165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/disgusted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/9107691941629436165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/9107691941629436165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/disgusted.html' title='disgusted.'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-4951983913346914456</id><published>2011-10-24T04:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T04:06:41.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OHMYGOD THIS WAS UPLOADED ON MY BDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1MwjX4dG72s&amp;feature=youtube_gdata_player"&gt;Watch "Coldplay - Yellow" on YouTube&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&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/6212064644996000506-4951983913346914456?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/4951983913346914456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/ohmygod-this-was-uploaded-on-my-bday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/4951983913346914456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/4951983913346914456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/ohmygod-this-was-uploaded-on-my-bday.html' title='OHMYGOD THIS WAS UPLOADED ON MY BDAY'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-4171050653123054311</id><published>2011-10-24T03:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T03:32:19.800-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='distraught'/><title type='text'>You really broke my heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;The hardest part- Coldplay&lt;br&gt;Yes Singapore you broke my heart why can't I find Mylo Xyloto anywhere?! The agony is too much for me to bear. &lt;br&gt;Sigh shall get it from HMV. &lt;br&gt;Aish, really don't know what you want sometimes. &lt;br&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/6212064644996000506-4171050653123054311?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/4171050653123054311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-really-broke-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/4171050653123054311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/4171050653123054311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-really-broke-my-heart.html' title='You really broke my heart'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-224436115603907591</id><published>2011-10-23T02:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T02:37:56.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You belong with me, swallowed in the sea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;24 Oct marks the release of Mylo Xyloto and I can't describe how happy and excited I am right now! I shall start by telling you my love affair with Coldplay. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last year March, I finally stumbled upon 'The Scientist' and immediately, I felt that song was so painfully true.. at that time I've heard of Coldplay of course. I knew they sang 'Viva', 'Yellow'. So I started Youtubing their songs, I discovered 'Clocks', 'Speed of Sound', 'In My Place', 'Green Eyes', 'Violet Hill' and some other tracks. But it was not until this year I really fell in love with Coldplay. &lt;br&gt;I was always a fan of alternative rock, listening to Kanye West and 80's/90's music in between but mostly I like my music with lots of piano and guitar riffs. Anyhoo, I got my hands on Coldplay songs and I always felt they're poetic geniuses! All their songs, aren't unoriginal songs about love but they do stuff to the idea of love and repaint it into something unbelievable. They sing about the ways of the world in new refreshing perspectives. Their songs are so catchy and drenched in dedication and dripping with different elements of music. Oh mann.. whenever I'm feeling lost/dazed/confused I find myself listening to Coldplay and I feel comforted already! I may only be a pretty young Coldplayer but trust me, I already love them so much! &lt;br&gt;Congratulations Chris, Jonny, Will and Guy on your 5th album. Imma get it tmr! &amp;lt;3 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-BV_0pNBOAYg/TqPgca_1-RI/AAAAAAAAAV4/g19VHPfXkjU/tumblr_ltf26jQc0D1qdrh0go1_500.png' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-224436115603907591?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/224436115603907591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-belong-with-me-swallowed-in-sea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/224436115603907591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/224436115603907591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-belong-with-me-swallowed-in-sea.html' title='You belong with me, swallowed in the sea'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-BV_0pNBOAYg/TqPgca_1-RI/AAAAAAAAAV4/g19VHPfXkjU/s72-c/tumblr_ltf26jQc0D1qdrh0go1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-5932136578807137633</id><published>2011-10-22T22:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T23:02:17.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a beautiful wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;No seriously that's just a reference to PATD's I Write Sins not Tragedies. I wouldn't say it was bad, but it wasn't as lovely as the other weddings I've attended before. &lt;br&gt;The cool thing was that since the groom was from the army, (a high ranking official to boot) he had his bestmen, all from the army to line the aisle for him, and they were all decked in uniform. Like the white uniforms you see on National Day on TV. And while the newly weds walked down the aisle, the swordsmen lifted up their swords. Super cool. And have u mentioned I saw a channel 8 actress at the wedding? But really, its no biggie. &lt;br&gt;Apparently its my gramp's sister's son's daughter's wedding so technically we're cousins but I haven't seen her before. Oh I hope I won't have to invite distant distant relatives to my wedding. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, yknow how I always say I wanna get married at 25? I'm having second thoughts now. Marriage is lovely but its succha huge commitment and yes, its lovely when two ppl get married, but what happens next? How do you be so sure that your love will never run our for one another? Or that he/she is THE one? If God actually meant for you two to get married? It's complicating and never simple. Now I know why ppl get left at the altar. The questions after the 'Marry me' are heavy enough to ruin the idea of marriage. You can never be sure.. and that's scary. &lt;br&gt;On the other hand I want my gramps to attend my wedding so maybe I'll get hitched real young. &lt;br&gt;Oh mann this is the last time I'm ever gonna think of marriage.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-G_XY6KuRUK8/TqOt53zoIrI/AAAAAAAAAVw/1GCPib_Za7o/308325_2549296777457_1404966053_32980040_520120695_n.png' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-5932136578807137633?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/5932136578807137633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-beautiful-wedding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/5932136578807137633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/5932136578807137633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-beautiful-wedding.html' title='What a beautiful wedding'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-G_XY6KuRUK8/TqOt53zoIrI/AAAAAAAAAVw/1GCPib_Za7o/s72-c/308325_2549296777457_1404966053_32980040_520120695_n.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-3762387178036996131</id><published>2011-10-22T02:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T02:43:19.730-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><title type='text'>First dates.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;How do you know when two ppl are on their first date? Well Dr Kristie is in the house!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) bad choice of venue.&lt;br&gt;Seriously... Macs is a terrible place to make the most of your opportunity.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2) awkward attempts to lighten the mood the 'So.... Shall we sit there?' And 'So.. what do you wanna get?' And frequent shy, forced laughter after the questions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3) constant banging on head on file. (or other weird gestures)&lt;br&gt;Subject A was seen frequently banging his head on his file which came across as pretty adorable however it just speaks volumes of his fluster. Subject A is excited with this golden opportunity yet his shyness gives him away and he can't help but do dumb things like banging his head on his file. #winning&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4) doesn't know what to do with his hands&lt;br&gt;Subject A was seen fiddling with his pen throughout and playing around with his bag, opening and closing his crumpler time and again. Awkward positioning of hands.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5) the excuse of doing schoolwork&lt;br&gt;This is a dead giveaway. Doing school projects tgt= excuse for Subject A to go out with his target.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6) talking about unrelated matters. &lt;br&gt;Subject A just keeps trying and keeps talking so as to keep the conversation going&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And these are the telltale signs that somebody's on their awkward first date. But there's a first time for everything so Subject A will prolly get better. So next time when you're out and you're feeling bored, look around and observe your surroundings, there's bound to be an 'awkward first date couple'. True story. &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/6212064644996000506-3762387178036996131?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/3762387178036996131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/first-dates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/3762387178036996131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/3762387178036996131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/first-dates.html' title='First dates.'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-6715789489088238197</id><published>2011-10-21T04:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T04:08:55.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I shall post some pics haha choir was hilarious today. The store room is a treasure trove #nokidding &lt;br&gt;We found plastic doll versions of the female Glee cast its super accurate I swear! Kae has an Asian accent when she voices over Quinn. Glee Season 4: Plastic HAHAHA &lt;br&gt;And that's Amos playing the violin like a banshee HAHA &lt;br&gt;I'm going for a wedding tmr so sudden and so excited! :D with my gramps! Oh and I found a Coldplay book in the local library SO HAPPY IT HURTS LIKE HEAVEN &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-DiYJlbaZf2E/TqFSrlHU3HI/AAAAAAAAAVA/ifIjkCc7Sn0/IMAG0079.png' /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-CFVVlevzUJM/TqFStWAyQfI/AAAAAAAAAVI/h89hVEJ6lW8/IMAG0076.png' /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-o1uKGeZiOuM/TqFSuVbqEgI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/hJJjjo6NU-A/IMAG0078.png' /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-8paI_OwLELo/TqFSvTBSpgI/AAAAAAAAAVY/bsuhtllNIsI/IMAG0077.png' /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-iMbaY1IFphk/TqFSwdVSuLI/AAAAAAAAAVg/R82OJ5kqkgA/IMAG0080.png' /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-GVbLEwspIGw/TqFSxghrUQI/AAAAAAAAAVo/mjjJHfDVrIA/IMAG0075.png' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-6715789489088238197?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/6715789489088238197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/surprise-surprise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/6715789489088238197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/6715789489088238197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/surprise-surprise.html' title='Surprise surprise'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-DiYJlbaZf2E/TqFSrlHU3HI/AAAAAAAAAVA/ifIjkCc7Sn0/s72-c/IMAG0079.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-7819453243204494053</id><published>2011-10-20T03:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T03:00:13.206-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coldplay'/><title type='text'>Paradise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1G4isv_Fylg&amp;feature=youtube_gdata_player"&gt;Watch "Coldplay - Paradise" on YouTube&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;How does Chris manage a unicycle in that costume? Oh mann this mv is too adorable! :3 coldplay forever&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/6212064644996000506-7819453243204494053?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/7819453243204494053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/paradise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/7819453243204494053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/7819453243204494053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/paradise.html' title='Paradise'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-8492570606705969014</id><published>2011-10-20T02:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T02:44:32.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#likeaboss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Grad night meeting today at Compass! Maybe we're gonna checkout the hotel on Tuesday! Wow pretty excited over Grad Night I have completely no idea what to wear maybe I should 'SUIT UP' since the theme is #likeaboss HAH funny. &lt;br&gt;Realised that my schedule for the Dec hols is gonna be quite hectic..&lt;br&gt;Bridging/Mastery and then Chinese O's and Taiwan Bicultural and then my mum's bday and Grad Night. And. Youth camp. And WICKED! Woah not to mention practices for the music team and grad night logistics. x_x wow this calls for time management which I lack. But yeah I can pull through I guess? &lt;br&gt;Thank God Amos came back after his lesson otherwise I might be the world's greatest loner of all time. But the 45 mins or so spent alone was pretty worthed it since I managed to finish transcribing like after 800 years. Choir tmr! :) get to see Ls tmr too! :) &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/6212064644996000506-8492570606705969014?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/8492570606705969014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/likeaboss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/8492570606705969014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/8492570606705969014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/likeaboss.html' title='#likeaboss'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-153843243778563439</id><published>2011-10-19T07:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T07:59:50.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello hello hello hello</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nirvana :) &lt;br&gt;Disappointing XFactor results. At least Drew, Rachel, Chris and Stereo Hogzz made it through. &lt;br&gt;Matching jackets ^^v #taiwanbicultural &lt;br&gt;Performance with David was well received! :) felt good. Ky is gonna perform next week! &lt;br&gt;Sigh poor kids getting their dreams crushed. &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/6212064644996000506-153843243778563439?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/153843243778563439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/hello-hello-hello-hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/153843243778563439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/153843243778563439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/hello-hello-hello-hello.html' title='Hello hello hello hello'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-549154805622171155</id><published>2011-10-18T02:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T02:42:06.207-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':('/><title type='text'>Food and Nutrition. A1.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;No seriously I don't take Food and Nutrition. That's just a reference to a table the SLs have to fill up with our results. Flawless Face failed 3 subjects, one of which I almost passed (Chem- 48.8%) and two others I failed really embarrassingly. Surprisingly, I passed Physics which all the smarter ppl didn't do as well for, oh there's hope for me! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Should've studied harder and could've done better and would've made my folks proud. Sigh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm really worried for you. &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/6212064644996000506-549154805622171155?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/549154805622171155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/food-and-nutrition-a1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/549154805622171155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/549154805622171155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/food-and-nutrition-a1.html' title='Food and Nutrition. A1.'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-4587818818233181999</id><published>2011-10-17T03:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T03:51:57.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a flame that burns the candle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;The candle feeds the flame. &lt;br&gt;I'm watching X Factor USA and all the contestants are focused on a common goal and they all want it so badly its gonna be so tough being a judge, the power to change a whole destiny. Like playing God. &lt;br&gt;Sidenote: Tiger is amazing. Drew and Rachel too. And Stereo Hogz and Chris. My favourites so far. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's scary yknow. &lt;br&gt;Wedding jitters? I think I'm having them right now. I'm not getting married though. It's Taiwan. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Christle and I. That girl can rap Super Bass. Talent. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ubh1uhkAc5g/TpwIy8Iz4yI/AAAAAAAAAU4/ottrBGBv5sY/IMAG0073.png' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212064644996000506-4587818818233181999?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/4587818818233181999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/like-flame-that-burns-candle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/4587818818233181999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/4587818818233181999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/like-flame-that-burns-candle.html' title='Like a flame that burns the candle'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ubh1uhkAc5g/TpwIy8Iz4yI/AAAAAAAAAU4/ottrBGBv5sY/s72-c/IMAG0073.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-6488991799621890745</id><published>2011-10-16T06:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T06:50:54.581-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifehouse'/><title type='text'>You and me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;What day is it? And in what month?&lt;br&gt; This clock never seemed so alive&lt;br&gt; I can't keep up and I can't back down&lt;br&gt; I've been losing so much time&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do&lt;br&gt; Nothing to lose&lt;br&gt; And it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br&gt; And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; All of the things that I want to say just aren't coming out right&lt;br&gt; I'm tripping on words&lt;br&gt; You've got my head spinning&lt;br&gt; I don't know where to go from here&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do&lt;br&gt; Nothing to prove&lt;br&gt; And it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br&gt; And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; There's something about you now&lt;br&gt; I can't quite figure out&lt;br&gt; Everything she does is beautiful&lt;br&gt; Everything she does is right&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do&lt;br&gt; Nothing to lose&lt;br&gt; And it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br&gt; And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br&gt; And me and all of the people with nothing to do&lt;br&gt; Nothing to prove&lt;br&gt; And it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br&gt; And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; What day is it?&lt;br&gt; And in what month?&lt;br&gt; This clock never seemed so alive&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm learning this on brendon. Ah hair flipping :) &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/6212064644996000506-6488991799621890745?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/6488991799621890745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-and-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/6488991799621890745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/6488991799621890745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-and-me.html' title='You and me'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Bishan Loft, 35 Bishan Street 11, Singapore 579821</georss:featurename><georss:point>1.347227 103.852453</georss:point></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-195872467577603673</id><published>2011-10-16T00:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T00:45:51.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Excited for youth camp! Heh I love Pastor Chris's sermons, always so engaging and relevant. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed. Hehe &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Discovered that 24 ppl in the US read my blog and I don't hate ppl who live in L.A. So please don't kill me. You lucky idiots. Anyway its extremely confusing reading two books simultaneously with both main characters named 'George'. Trust me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ohmy so giggly and happy today I wonder why. Oh wait I do HAHA FUNNY &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/6212064644996000506-195872467577603673?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/195872467577603673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/195872467577603673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/195872467577603673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-7637287538035826919</id><published>2011-10-14T20:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T20:54:00.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hola</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Really wanna live in L.A. so badly. :l all you lucky guys who do I haychu. &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/6212064644996000506-7637287538035826919?l=three-random-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/feeds/7637287538035826919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/hola.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/7637287538035826919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212064644996000506/posts/default/7637287538035826919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://three-random-words.blogspot.com/2011/10/hola.html' title='Hola'/><author><name>kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09393631770065041719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcxyElqvHXk/TQxg9M_tnwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4BDxGqU6BTM/S220/311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212064644996000506.post-8569298173165303115</id><published>2011-10-14T03:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T03:21:40.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brendon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Been spending hellavu time with brendon. FYI brendon is my guitar. Sorry, I have a fetish for naming my instruments and drummer boys haha don't ask why. Drummer boys are so style! Anyone with me? Haha I think I've just learnt my first song on the guitar! Have to learn Skyscraper- Demi Lovato before Wednesday! OHMY x_x I'm succha nerd, I borrowed Broadway Musicals: 101 Greatest Shows of All Time but its pretty cool and so very heavy! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyhoo we had Inter-house Games in school today and for the first time ever our team won all three matches Legen- what is up we won! -dary! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy bday Pj! Really hope to see you on international stage one day. Always be rooting for you and Turning Tables- Adele is nice okay! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Had 3 jabs at one shot ytd. Poor arms of mine.&lt;br&gt;Why do you keep insisting I'm still sad? I'm not that sad anymore! Happy songs make me angry though but I stopped listening to sad songs a long time ago. (if you exclude Snow Patrol) okay maybe just a little blue, but this is better than the shade of desolation right! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ohyeah church on Sunday! &lt;br&gt;Camp unicorn is no more. 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