<?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-3255460146037592007</id><updated>2012-01-21T02:23:52.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some organized mess.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>486</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-8435575931910006797</id><published>2012-01-21T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T02:23:52.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I belong to You.</title><summary type='text'>




so, two weeks of school has passed, and i feel like i've just walked out of a battlefield. 

its a neverneverending strain of homework, projects, and studying. yes, you can say i'm a bit hypocritical because i still do take an hour nap every evening. but that's because i tell myself, my gawd, it's only january! i gave up naps for spm in october!!



pui. haha.



i'm so happy i've got a one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/8435575931910006797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=8435575931910006797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/8435575931910006797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/8435575931910006797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-belong-to-you.html' title='I belong to You.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YnRK5CV0LrI/TxmettJUGKI/AAAAAAAABiI/xbGi965WSIs/s72-c/406225_10150485849023687_635703686_8942880_678817910_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-3863764873786279838</id><published>2012-01-11T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T23:40:59.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so far, so not good.</title><summary type='text'>so far this year seems like a real fuzz. not good fuzz.
today is only wednesday of the second week of school, and i'm already beginning to feel burned out.



first day of school already had a megablast fever. first time having a high fever in a long time, but that healed quite fast lah. had too right, got school. can't miss it.



otherwise i've been doing much better in school which even i'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/3863764873786279838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=3863764873786279838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/3863764873786279838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/3863764873786279838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2012/01/so-far-so-not-good.html' title='so far, so not good.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-2628626733736579736</id><published>2011-12-25T02:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T02:28:00.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Divination; Merry Christmas!</title><summary type='text'>

beautiful mornings with my beautiful girls :)

i know i always complain that it's crazy to have to give presents to so many people every year. well, the more friends you have that you care about the more you want to (not have to, but sort of) bless them with christmas presents.



well, over the years, the elite few who get to receive presents from me have become not so elite and more and more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/2628626733736579736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=2628626733736579736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/2628626733736579736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/2628626733736579736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/12/divination-merry-christmas.html' title='Divination; Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-75318258731124622</id><published>2011-12-20T16:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T16:45:04.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>double feature!</title><summary type='text'>


jozef :(



i'm beginning to think i sound a lil preachy and depressing on my blog, which totally doesn't represent me entirely. 



i'm actually very super awesome. it's just that i choose to use my blog as my emotional garbage can. so all my nonsense is here, so i can focus all my energy onto being awesome in my non-cyber life :)



well. :) i don't know if the blogger blog stats are lying </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/75318258731124622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=75318258731124622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/75318258731124622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/75318258731124622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/12/jozef-im-beginning-to-think-i-sound-lil.html' title='double feature!'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lzpVOe-vvzw/TvA3NozsvuI/AAAAAAAABh0/GbDFxfQdi8A/s72-c/387660_10150521849998980_501373979_10518428_744317190_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-4063474584178695240</id><published>2011-12-16T01:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T03:12:11.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>like waiting for paint to dry</title><summary type='text'>

with jack and sarah :) they're really nice!



alrightey. camp post will be up soon. no way i'm gonna forget about camp. :)



and maybe a short one of my birthday.







otherwise.







things are happening again. and it's almost the same, though the sequence of events is a lil different.



what hasn't changed is how i feel.



which is ridiculous! hor!







it's been two years, wait, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/4063474584178695240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=4063474584178695240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/4063474584178695240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/4063474584178695240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/12/like-waiting-for-paint-to-dry.html' title='like waiting for paint to dry'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-7417909473031641485</id><published>2011-11-28T23:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T00:09:48.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the 'who cares less' competition</title><summary type='text'>

nat and i. sitting on a skateboard. :)




i think you all should think before you talk. i love you all, but for goodness sake, consider how other people (ME!) would feel about it?



i know you're thinking about your future, your dreams, and your aspirations. but how can you be so quick to disregard me from it?



i'm not saying your life should revolve around me or anything like that. sigh.

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/7417909473031641485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=7417909473031641485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/7417909473031641485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/7417909473031641485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/11/who-cares-less-competition.html' title='the &apos;who cares less&apos; competition'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-3512850322945060977</id><published>2011-11-22T23:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T00:16:50.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who's a memory hoarder?</title><summary type='text'>i'm in that mood again. i guess it's getting very pathetic, even to me, but i can't help me? and there's nothing actually wrong with it,...is there? D:

i think i'm going to call it memory hoarding. or, compulsive memory hoarding.
i'm mulling over how to explain it, but i think i won't.

i'm like this now cause it's only 11.30, it's rainy, everyone's already asleep, and... i'm waiting for my hair</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/3512850322945060977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=3512850322945060977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/3512850322945060977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/3512850322945060977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/11/whos-memory-hoarder.html' title='who&apos;s a memory hoarder?'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-6771884848907696429</id><published>2011-11-08T00:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T19:22:05.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nigel gordon eustace.</title><summary type='text'>


 





okay, we couldn't seem to find a name for my fat pet caterpillar.


he looks just like the guy in this picture, but since we've been feeding him, he grows longer and even fatter. yuck.

he's completely fat, ugly and disgusting yet i can't seem to get over him. and the fact that my whole family is quite enthusiastic abt him too. haha.

he's abt as close as a pet as we'd ever have. he </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/6771884848907696429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=6771884848907696429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/6771884848907696429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/6771884848907696429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/11/nigel-gordon-eustace.html' title='nigel gordon eustace.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-2333850505583988957</id><published>2011-10-26T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T01:28:11.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes, being heartbroken can be a good thing.</title><summary type='text'>if the concept of God is something too hard for you to understand, then well, you're not alone. if even the topic of God and Christianity makes you shudder and think 'ah this is for the holy people' then well, you should care even more. if you're mature enough to think for yourself, then you should ponder on the purpose of life.

sometimes we get carried away in life that our only purpose is to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/2333850505583988957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=2333850505583988957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/2333850505583988957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/2333850505583988957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/10/sometimes-being-heartbroken-can-be-good.html' title='sometimes, being heartbroken can be a good thing.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u6YbhZM0idk/TqbxesgWrRI/AAAAAAAABhI/Pn1jmkKxt8g/s72-c/Picture+062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-2738282633426991321</id><published>2011-10-24T11:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T11:51:24.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a steadier grip on the path of doom</title><summary type='text'>

ice cream on a hot day, at the camp site


i've been missing the twelveans again. and not just my gang, all my classmates, and form mates, and then school mates.



even if i didn't know most of them well, i miss just seeing them. or walking pass by them in the corridor. the 5D, 5E and 5F stretch of classes. i always loved those classes, cause we're all kinda smart, and yet, still cool :D



by</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/2738282633426991321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=2738282633426991321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/2738282633426991321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/2738282633426991321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/10/steadier-grip-on-path-of-doom.html' title='a steadier grip on the path of doom'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1qcJLvpQcGQ/TqTbWwFkrBI/AAAAAAAABhA/i5mFrAU8D48/s72-c/281586_10150252377336134_527456133_7604712_5605841_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-6692175974053154005</id><published>2011-10-09T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T23:34:02.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how i roll.</title><summary type='text'>


see my man feet. hahaha.

anyway, i've come here to blabber on about uptight-ness. because i don't like it.

i know i'm much to relaxed and go-with-the-flow for my own good, but i'd much rather be like this than uptight, fussy, and closed off.
right?

i know sometimes it comes down to how you were raised, and your social interactions with others. i do.

but some people really have got to learn</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/6692175974053154005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=6692175974053154005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/6692175974053154005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/6692175974053154005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/10/how-i-roll.html' title='how i roll.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wLfJ_SFEumY/TpGyetOq28I/AAAAAAAABg8/D2CviFH8VqA/s72-c/308937_10150357103406474_750321473_9706363_1439781_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-6047119299311560685</id><published>2011-10-01T12:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T12:43:42.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Football Gets Serious</title><summary type='text'>

you'll never see this again :(





so this is my football post on arsenal.

it's been a tough season, and it no longer
brings me as much excitement as it used to, and sometimes the total opposite,
in fact. :(



assuming you know me well enough, yeah,
imma big arsenal and football fan. maybe now it's not so obvious, cause there's
really not much to be proud of :(



haha. okay. so serious. tak</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/6047119299311560685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=6047119299311560685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/6047119299311560685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/6047119299311560685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/10/when-football-gets-serious.html' title='When Football Gets Serious'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e0f-L-KXa6U/ToL5MCYK5BI/AAAAAAAABg4/_H3WrRoFrtU/s72-c/zp_27-Fabregas-Arsenal-3rd-goal-3-_5794.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-2996262331012322796</id><published>2011-09-14T19:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T19:41:46.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genting 2011</title><summary type='text'>


just imagine, this time last week, i'd just taken a shower, and it's so cold, there's nothing but mist outside the window.

yes, genting. :)

at first i was super duper excited. kind of hard to sit still through the last week of school.

what was abit of a downer, was, of course, we can't invite everyone. place was limited right. everyone is close to everyone else.

not that i want to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/2996262331012322796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=2996262331012322796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/2996262331012322796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/2996262331012322796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/09/genting-2011.html' title='Genting 2011'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t9akJN-EGaQ/TmOcc0F3f3I/AAAAAAAABg0/u6DQkKbcatE/s72-c/304849_10150357105976474_750321473_9706417_4998239_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-5985809450204993086</id><published>2011-09-04T17:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T17:31:59.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forever and a day.</title><summary type='text'>man i've got lots of stuff to post about.

genting, arsenal, melaka. :)

haha.

i no time now.
:)

i'll be back.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/5985809450204993086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=5985809450204993086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/5985809450204993086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/5985809450204993086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/09/forever-and-day.html' title='forever and a day.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-3439440442688793520</id><published>2011-08-25T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T23:36:26.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time after time.</title><summary type='text'>
i've been seeing my noobs alot recently. :)
like suddenly only, alot.

i don't even think i can remember all leh o.O

i hate this laptop.

um, i'll just go chronologically, as from my hp's calendar.

last last wednesday was mae's birthday :D she came to my house as usual like almost every wednesday, as with the ng's, and jeannnie :) and then said we wanna take her out for "just ice cream". </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/3439440442688793520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=3439440442688793520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/3439440442688793520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/3439440442688793520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/08/time-after-time.html' title='time after time.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-egj_1SbE2Y4/TlZi76CmfsI/AAAAAAAABgw/xFTkJCRSuK8/s72-c/262968_1463218157247_1737286010_719162_189882_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-2862589924396995603</id><published>2011-08-09T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T02:21:50.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i just want you to know.</title><summary type='text'>

mae and i at the beach! :)
so on thursday zack, fatty and i went for the usj4 bazaar. sort of a last minute plan. and hey, i only had exams that time right? :) haha. zack had the car! :)
it was drizzling. and then raining. sigh. we bought some stuff though anyway :) then went back to debbie's house to eat. with her sisters. haha.
and then all of us sent debbie's sis to 3k. 
they could make </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/2862589924396995603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=2862589924396995603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/2862589924396995603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/2862589924396995603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-just-want-you-to-know.html' title='i just want you to know.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aNC2H23HdFY/TkAZC2WTUsI/AAAAAAAABgs/4qnaKRfBxxg/s72-c/DSC_2567.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-6658673033153220543</id><published>2011-08-01T01:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T01:15:31.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moves like jagger.</title><summary type='text'>
i know i always gloat about all my darling best friends, but for once, i honestly don't know who to tell what i want to tell now. i really don't. dear blog, can i tell you instead?
i know i always talk about knowing what's better, but yes, the grass is much greener on the other side, and it seems like everyone is already there. and those of us left on this side, have nothing to complain about. i</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/6658673033153220543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=6658673033153220543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/6658673033153220543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/6658673033153220543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/08/moves-like-jagger.html' title='moves like jagger.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mz8iVKA1NzA/TjWLEwtYYCI/AAAAAAAABfo/4pl449tn2BM/s72-c/a+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-2336658585573946158</id><published>2011-07-31T22:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:06:21.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>July 12th and 13th: When Country Versus Club.</title><summary type='text'>

ticket and training pass :)

oh epic days that i live to see and enjoy.
I am so thankful that they decided to come to Malaysia :) and that i had the opportunity to be there :) i regret like MAD for not stalking them at their hotel, and going for the signing session, not sitting near the tunnel during training, not having binoculars, not having an arsenal jersey, not buying (fake) arsenal </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/2336658585573946158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=2336658585573946158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/2336658585573946158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/2336658585573946158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/07/july-12th-and-13th-when-country-versus.html' title='July 12th and 13th: When Country Versus Club.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1apLezMH-zU/Ti1CYktTJzI/AAAAAAAABfM/0gujxQv7JDY/s72-c/C360_2011-07-12+17-21-49.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-5784348146429866811</id><published>2011-07-21T01:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T01:09:15.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when life gives you lemons, demand for peaches.</title><summary type='text'>
sigh, you know most of the time i'm completely content that i'm single and that i can't even consider at all being in a relationship right now or for sometime. but sometimes, (i think around period time lah) all i can think about is having a boyfriend.

it'll be worth it when everything's just right you know, i don't want a silly, temporary yet heartbreaking relationship. no such thing as, "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/5784348146429866811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=5784348146429866811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/5784348146429866811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/5784348146429866811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/07/when-life-gives-you-lemons-demand-for.html' title='when life gives you lemons, demand for peaches.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x8UxHAfnIY0/TicIRYdSSaI/AAAAAAAABe4/luQZ41zMrNA/s72-c/163743_10150110724215428_614430427_8187969_6108020_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-872611365918466458</id><published>2011-07-18T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T20:50:00.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever makes you happy.</title><summary type='text'>
sigh. i realize now why i've been emoing AT my blog. because there are so many things i gotta write here, but since the day it lost some of my posts, i've been boycotting it. 
see, at first i thought of why i need to blog. nobody really blogs anymore. is there some sort of stupid desperate need i have that others have already overcome?
then i rationalized that i write to express my thoughts, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/872611365918466458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=872611365918466458' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/872611365918466458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/872611365918466458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/07/whatever-makes-you-happy.html' title='whatever makes you happy.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mXCeoTzGABM/TiQQlMQgvvI/AAAAAAAABe0/vD_treHIt04/s72-c/251222_10150216408767036_611007035_7348156_3190172_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-2457901492927922952</id><published>2011-06-19T23:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T23:52:22.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and we're wondering how.</title><summary type='text'>
just a thought.you meet hundreds of strangers every day, every week, but you obviously don't know much about them except their physical appearance. 
it's easy to make a judgement about them based on that right?and of course you don't think about them any much more. there's nothing particularly interesting that you can find out more about them.
but what if i find out you play the guitar well, you</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/2457901492927922952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=2457901492927922952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/2457901492927922952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/2457901492927922952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/06/and-were-wondering-how.html' title='and we&apos;re wondering how.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-utfyMddIDa0/Tf4VmrKAU8I/AAAAAAAABew/0u1baZnbRS0/s72-c/C360_2011-06-19%2B18-20-37-704677.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-7608417389797148033</id><published>2011-06-09T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T00:10:19.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i was the coolest thing in kampar.</title><summary type='text'>at the grand kampar hotel.
i should want to post this in events, but this trip is kinda long so and more important so i guess it deserves a place here :)
well, why kampar of all places? for a holiday? D: i don't know too, but we didn't choose it, no :)
technically, it was a church camp. yup. for leaders. 
we left on sunday afternoon, after church, and after lunch in apollos -_- and bought loads </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/7608417389797148033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=7608417389797148033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/7608417389797148033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/7608417389797148033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-was-coolest-thing-in-kampar.html' title='i was the coolest thing in kampar.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4yGCsoLDGq0/Td-FSYxrTNI/AAAAAAAAAN8/d50fHiQK-yk/s72-c/IMG_5296.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-1696633313508622264</id><published>2011-06-04T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T00:01:49.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you ain't got no dope.</title><summary type='text'>just so you know, i don't post here very often, but i post more in my mood watcher and events, so don't give up so fast :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/1696633313508622264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=1696633313508622264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/1696633313508622264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/1696633313508622264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/06/you-aint-got-no-dope.html' title='you ain&apos;t got no dope.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gxRHsE3M0es/TekE4csqfZI/AAAAAAAABeY/R5LkSmi21DU/s72-c/a+066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-4137408975661933582</id><published>2011-05-28T22:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T23:32:20.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i ain't with it.</title><summary type='text'>yeah, so i'm quite upset with this guy.
it's really silly, so i'm just gonna write it up and then let it go.

i have a very unhealthy way of dealing with the crushes i have on guys.
not that i have had many guys to like since i was...16. nice guys are going extinct.

well, i think i'm quite a realistic person. so when i do get crazy and stalkerish about someone it's definitely something short </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/4137408975661933582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=4137408975661933582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/4137408975661933582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/4137408975661933582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-aint-with-it.html' title='i ain&apos;t with it.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-185441396486684112</id><published>2011-05-26T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T17:09:54.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>change is good.</title><summary type='text'>
yes, i've added pages.they seemed silly and complicated to create at first but then you know, i am gifted technologically so yeah i figured it out :)
anyway.
i've put them in to make blogging less of a hassle for me.cause i want to write down memories as vividly as possible and what i DON'T want to do is to write as if i'm desperate for your attention and acknowledgement.
check out the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/185441396486684112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=185441396486684112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/185441396486684112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/185441396486684112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/05/change-is-good.html' title='change is good.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qlPL9ua377A/Td4YzuNQI-I/AAAAAAAABcQ/zcmgiQoL9g0/s72-c/NinjaTeeth.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-5975942856109784312</id><published>2011-05-20T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T19:08:03.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>as we go on, we remember.</title><summary type='text'>
sigh. i know i sound so silly and repetitive, but I really miss my classmates :(

see. sometimes when it's you know, that time of the month, i get realllllyy emo. for no reason. it's crazy. and easily annoyed. sometimes it's not so bad, but like maybe once in three or four months, it culminates and culminates until i get frustrated with everything.

so the latest one was, frustrated with failing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/5975942856109784312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=5975942856109784312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/5975942856109784312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/5975942856109784312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/05/as-we-go-on-we-remember.html' title='as we go on, we remember.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zHJH9bJMFS8/TRzW2hRGkTI/AAAAAAAABa0/3BG-hfL7HqI/s72-c/26426_1110630222769_1737286010_211214_4081918_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-9157942166740108661</id><published>2011-04-18T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T23:20:47.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>honesty is such a lonely word.</title><summary type='text'>As you know, weekdays are again, pretty uneventful. blissfully happy, but sometimes kinda lonely because you're all busy. :(

on friday i went to get my sakae sushi pay, i don't know why, but still feel incredibly pai seh to go back there. D:
my manager gave me my cheque and the amount nearly scared me to death, but then he showed me another slip. i am to get 50 bucks one month later, and there's</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/9157942166740108661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=9157942166740108661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/9157942166740108661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/9157942166740108661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/04/honesty-is-such-lonely-word.html' title='honesty is such a lonely word.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-2723364384552768271</id><published>2011-04-11T13:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T13:16:02.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekends.</title><summary type='text'>harrow! :)

just need to tell you about my weekend. since i am still free, and yes, STOP ASKING ME! i'll start my studies again in JUNE okay shut up already.
and i might or might not get a job.

i'm not obliged to do anything, i'm sorry if you are, or if you feel that you are, by your friends, parents, or whatever, but me? i'm okay with this. :)

anyway. it was a lonnnnggg weekend.

friday night </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/2723364384552768271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=2723364384552768271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/2723364384552768271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/2723364384552768271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/04/weekends.html' title='weekends.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-2520000451090695409</id><published>2011-04-07T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T21:03:30.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the nitty gritty.</title><summary type='text'>ahem.

that day, i just so happened to be lucky enough to be able to watch a live game of ice hockey at pyramid. i even surprised myself at how much i enjoyed watching it.

besides the fact that they were all not local, and very sexy, i was deeply drawn to it and my dad even left me for awhile to go look at some stuff while i gaped liked a suffocating fish down at the skating rink.

there's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/2520000451090695409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=2520000451090695409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/2520000451090695409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/2520000451090695409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/04/nitty-gritty.html' title='the nitty gritty.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-7632186207388767871</id><published>2011-04-05T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T15:18:08.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>futuramadrama.</title><summary type='text'>i think my last few twitter posts have been ahccccckkkkkkk and i think so will my next few.
i don't know what else to say or how else to react D:

i hate making decisions. how stupid does that sound right. i mean, i can, but making decisions usually means having to go through with em.

meaning i have to get off my butt and actually do something already.

i hate it when i know i'm free now but in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/7632186207388767871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=7632186207388767871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/7632186207388767871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/7632186207388767871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/04/futuramadrama.html' title='futuramadrama.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-2523587377829467207</id><published>2011-03-29T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T17:16:25.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reality bites.</title><summary type='text'>i know for certain that i am not pms-ing because i know when it comes and goes and now, i am just plain sad. okay, i don't really like to use the word sad, i prefer more of upset.

i am upset. terribly. there must be some reason to why i am feeling so down these few days :(

i think it's because my weekends are so jam-packed and fun that when it comes back to a weekday, it goes down to nothing. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/2523587377829467207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=2523587377829467207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/2523587377829467207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/2523587377829467207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/03/reality-bites.html' title='reality bites.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-5524965693435859945</id><published>2011-03-27T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T22:41:33.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ooonnniiiiooonnn!</title><summary type='text'>busy busy weekends :) 
anyway, i'm sorry i ignore people who asked about my results. it's here, on this blog. which i know not everyone reads, so that's why it's here. 
sigh. i know i also don't like i don't care about everyone's results when i actually do. it's never in my nature to go and dig the living truth out of your soul kinda busybody, but when i do know or find out from somebody else i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/5524965693435859945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=5524965693435859945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/5524965693435859945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/5524965693435859945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/03/ooonnniiiiooonnn.html' title='ooonnniiiiooonnn!'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-5368262273412560389</id><published>2011-03-24T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T22:48:09.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busybody.</title><summary type='text'>okay i just wanna post more cause i like this scrawly messy handwriting :) good job blogger! now i can sound and look just like how i'm supposed to be. messy and inconsistent :)

looking into scholarships and programs online. very confusing.

help me.

:(</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/5368262273412560389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=5368262273412560389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/5368262273412560389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/5368262273412560389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/03/busybody.html' title='busybody.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-6287468439182738492</id><published>2011-03-24T22:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T22:06:09.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and then it was over</title><summary type='text'>
isn't it a must to post about spm results day?

i've written a whole other post that i don't mean to show to anyone but myself because there's always a story underneath it all and amazingly, i can't think of anyone who would even begin to understand how i feel, except God of course but still, i will not talk about major disagreements and disappointments.

well, i felt kinda really just chilling </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/6287468439182738492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=6287468439182738492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/6287468439182738492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/6287468439182738492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/03/and-then-it-was-over.html' title='and then it was over'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/--Knczd2plzM/TYsq6_bWNvI/AAAAAAAABcE/cVFWGXSqJa0/s72-c/lex.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-4678815682425144030</id><published>2011-02-25T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T00:48:15.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i see it isn't so.</title><summary type='text'>after my habitual facebook stalking of guys i used to like, i keep amazing myself. i can't believe i used to like them, or believe that anything would have happened.

it is ridiculously therapeutic and effective to get over them. okay lah, just in terms of other girls lah. i don't mean like you playing farmville is a turn off or anything.

well, there are a few categories. like, guys i used to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/4678815682425144030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=4678815682425144030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/4678815682425144030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/4678815682425144030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-see-it-isnt-so.html' title='i see it isn&apos;t so.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-5829373789455830386</id><published>2011-02-11T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T18:18:04.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how to paint a door.</title><summary type='text'>well, as some of my stalkers would know, i recently painted my previously 'un-laura-like' green bedroom to a more familiar me color, which is pink.

pink is not a bimbo color. go away.

anyway, it is pink and gray. the trimmings on my wall and ceiling is white, from the previous paint job. which was also done by me. few years ago. hmm. i would say no less than 2006. how many of you have painted </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/5829373789455830386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=5829373789455830386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/5829373789455830386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/5829373789455830386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/02/how-to-paint-door.html' title='how to paint a door.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-1503818023800047984</id><published>2011-02-08T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T00:26:53.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's red, gold and noisy.</title><summary type='text'>must have chinese new year update :)

boring as it may sound, but not many people blog anymore and cny posts are harder to come by. AND. cny this year was funner than previous years.

reunion dinner was awesome. so much food, i was actually tired of eating before i got full. lol. OH. and must note, this year, didn't eat as much as usual and very good control when it came to junk food and shandy. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/1503818023800047984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=1503818023800047984' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/1503818023800047984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/1503818023800047984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-red-gold-and-noisy.html' title='it&apos;s red, gold and noisy.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-4029730997733216496</id><published>2011-01-30T00:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T00:49:30.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so one in a million.</title><summary type='text'>aha. yez. i am blogging. even though i'm tired and sleepy and still have quiet time to do.

you know why? i also dunno. i like to busify myself. because. i am a workaholic.

as much as studying (pre-spm era) sucked, i always had a drive to do it :) cheh wassup man.
i liked that i could stay the whole night sit in one position with a book for hours till my butt numb and STUDY. yeah. i worried </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/4029730997733216496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=4029730997733216496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/4029730997733216496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/4029730997733216496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/01/so-one-in-million.html' title='so one in a million.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-318038918191956000</id><published>2011-01-26T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T00:46:23.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gadget impaired.</title><summary type='text'>hi :(

so on saturday morning, i went to church. at 6am. sigh.
as soon as i got out of the car. i hear a thunk and my heart stopped for awhile.
i look down into the dark drain, and i see the light on my htc blinking for help.

emoo.

lucky my dad was there. helped me to lift up the drain cover and picked it up. had to wash it, but by then it was already dead.

my darling htc.
hasn't been working </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/318038918191956000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=318038918191956000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/318038918191956000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/318038918191956000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/01/gadget-impaired.html' title='gadget impaired.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-6684038017191305883</id><published>2011-01-17T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T18:19:20.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a thousand words.</title><summary type='text'>i've been emo-ing :(

okay, not really. my life is rich with happiness with every turning, and i am happy with the way things turn out and content with what i cannot control.

but. doesn't mean i can't get sad :(

remember in my 2010 post, i said it's a year people leave? so is 2011.


i've had this pic a long time adi. it's from one tree hill. and in fact i even posted it up here once before.
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/6684038017191305883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=6684038017191305883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/6684038017191305883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/6684038017191305883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/01/thousand-words.html' title='a thousand words.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcN98gwdnI/TTQKP9vJWoI/AAAAAAAABb0/p0Ih-hymH-4/s72-c/stoplights.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-4453702338860438568</id><published>2011-01-11T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T18:52:55.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i never wanted anything from you.</title><summary type='text'>if you're wondering if i have done anything productive since my last post, well..

i did go jogging last week. and my fitness is so bad. and my muscles ached for a whole week after. so wimpy right. no wonder nobody can believe i used to be an olahraga.

i used to be able to do about 6 rounds no sweat. now, one round also can dai.

i guess time will tell if i can keep it up regularly.

on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/4453702338860438568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=4453702338860438568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/4453702338860438568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/4453702338860438568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-never-wanted-anything-from-you.html' title='i never wanted anything from you.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-5296406819253765173</id><published>2011-01-06T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T17:11:51.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stop making a fool out of me.</title><summary type='text'>i woke up this morning in utter frustration. i think i sent an unhappy text to someone too. i don't remember.

firstly, football makes me frustrated. because we played so well, with so many shots on target and so much possession to come away with equal points with a team that were dead for 90 minutes.

it's annoying. and of course that was at 6 am. i woke up this morning eagerly determined to jog</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/5296406819253765173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=5296406819253765173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/5296406819253765173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/5296406819253765173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/01/stop-making-fool-out-of-me.html' title='stop making a fool out of me.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-707411943313757540</id><published>2011-01-04T00:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T00:30:08.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the definition of nostalgia.</title><summary type='text'>:)

it's the 3rd of January today. when school starts. but not for us :( i don't want to overly dramatize how much i miss high school, because the best years of your life are ahead, but still. 
every morning (after prefect retirement) i'd wake up at 6.30, after endless slamming of the snooze button. go to the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face. (yeah i don't bathe in the morning. because</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/707411943313757540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=707411943313757540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/707411943313757540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/707411943313757540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2011/01/definition-of-nostalgia.html' title='the definition of nostalgia.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcN98gwdnI/TSH3GOn4tDI/AAAAAAAABbw/ZasJFmumvHw/s72-c/39583_417966753038_523593038_4531098_2287760_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-374647817248653697</id><published>2010-12-31T03:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T03:33:36.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>here's to a new year :)</title><summary type='text'>so 2010's coming to an end :)


i'm not going to say something lame like oh how time flies because NO. this year did not pass by quickly for me.
it took forever for each and every exam to pass especially spm. and now i'm a high school graduate babes :)

i guess i'm bad at remembering the year at the top of my head right nao, so, i'll use my blogger archive.

1. first of all, was walking into </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/374647817248653697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=374647817248653697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/374647817248653697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/374647817248653697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2010/12/heres-to-new-year.html' title='here&apos;s to a new year :)'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcN98gwdnI/TRzdpI9IxRI/AAAAAAAABbs/wiW8RXy5MDU/s72-c/ame..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-9117910754546369295</id><published>2010-12-23T21:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T00:03:01.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and it's 2008 all over again.</title><summary type='text'>hey :) sorry! been busy with my lazyness and actual busyness... :) there's alot of things to post about, but i need to get this off my shoulders once and for all.

it's a redundant topic i know, but i just gotta let it out :)


my pmr &amp; spm crew :)
so today was pmr results day for the form 3s. and it bothered me that a lot of people did well. why? because i am bitter about mine. still. i mean, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/9117910754546369295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=9117910754546369295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/9117910754546369295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/9117910754546369295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2010/12/and-its-2008-all-over-again.html' title='and it&apos;s 2008 all over again.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcN98gwdnI/TRNSvvYBKwI/AAAAAAAABY8/6LXbd9wg7bU/s72-c/h+020a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-7357271039995012482</id><published>2010-12-10T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T18:53:23.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pt 2.</title><summary type='text'>how unlike me to do a series post -_- but whatever, i've got alot to say.



5. there's so many possibilities for what's next. i do wanna dye my hair BUT not in some stupid lala cina trash job. and i hope none of you do too. i mean, a stupidly dyed hair just gives you a bad first impression doesn't it. and omg i want a haircut. maybe next year :) after prom. i love my long hair. and i decided </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/7357271039995012482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=7357271039995012482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/7357271039995012482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/7357271039995012482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2010/12/pt-2.html' title='Pt 2.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcN98gwdnI/TQIGJfEQnkI/AAAAAAAABY4/IYlyitL7JZM/s72-c/a+088a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-727253032364418335</id><published>2010-12-10T03:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T17:53:26.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the light at the end of the tunnel? it's bright :) (Pt1)</title><summary type='text'>it's 2am in the morning and i just turned my computer on after spending 2 hours watching a replay of the arsenal vs partizan that i just watched yesterday at 4 am just so i can watch the goals and cause champions league video highlights are hard to come by and now i feel like i should blog. i do whatever i want whenever i want. with no (apparent) consequences. IT'S CALLED FREEDOM BABEH.

changed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/727253032364418335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=727253032364418335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/727253032364418335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/727253032364418335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2010/12/light-at-end-of-tunnel-its-bright.html' title='the light at the end of the tunnel? it&apos;s bright :) (Pt1)'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcN98gwdnI/TQEg5SVPHQI/AAAAAAAABY0/ag6NmAJF7Ig/s72-c/a+089a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-192095609688121162</id><published>2010-11-08T23:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T23:40:11.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drop bombs.</title><summary type='text'>

laura &lt;3 adeline

update:
1. must cut down football2. must cut down facebook3. must cut down solitaire4. must cut down angry birds5. must cut down sleeping6. must cut down going out7. must cut down shower time8. must cut down dreaming9. must cut down tv10. must increase studying!

ps: drove for the first time in my life today. my charmaine is insane for letting me :Dpps: 2 more weeks D:ppps: </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/192095609688121162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=192095609688121162' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/192095609688121162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/192095609688121162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2010/11/laura-adeline-update-1.html' title='drop bombs.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcN98gwdnI/TNgYY8cBH_I/AAAAAAAABYw/twOHGMPjZag/s72-c/75358_1201699699449_1737286010_386461_7722537_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-1509004880618837528</id><published>2010-10-30T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T00:37:26.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>always and forever.</title><summary type='text'>
:)
my online record is getting better :) that day i went two WHOLE days without coming online. liar! my phone got wi-fi. but at least there i only spend about a half hour, here is like 2 hours. 
this week, eh. i had a mini well, i don't want to say breakdown because it's so self pitying and exaggerated, but what else can i say. i managed to be in a bad mood every day this entire week. 
i'm not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/1509004880618837528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=1509004880618837528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/1509004880618837528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/1509004880618837528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2010/10/always-and-forever.html' title='always and forever.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcN98gwdnI/TMr0U0hJr_I/AAAAAAAABYs/2JJc1OG5ngw/s72-c/a+006a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-7483002600479286033</id><published>2010-10-22T00:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T00:38:06.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>distractions.</title><summary type='text'>sigh. ever since trials ended, i've not studied at alll.....
i always thought by around 50 days till spm, i'd be studying hardcore. like bring a book everywhere i go kinda thing. then the 50th day mark passed, in the midst of the jps paper, i thought, wtv, 30 days only i will start lah.
tmr is 31 days.
actually, studying should be simple. just pick up the book.we can't do it because we have low </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/7483002600479286033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=7483002600479286033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/7483002600479286033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/7483002600479286033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2010/10/distractions.html' title='distractions.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcN98gwdnI/TMBpjG-zDOI/AAAAAAAABYo/TbhTO5AYwfA/s72-c/a+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-4789397996789827500</id><published>2010-10-12T18:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T20:18:49.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just like gravity.</title><summary type='text'>

i lafh caffah! :D

Sometimes my house is like a hotel. i go out the whole day, and i only come back to sleep.

I had a busy weekend. but the good kind of busy :) if there is such thing.

On friday, after EST, i went home and had the best sleep ever :) exam is really draining sometimes.

then at night after church, like, 9 of us went to mae-gan's for a sleepover :)
we watched A-team again, it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/4789397996789827500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=4789397996789827500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/4789397996789827500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/4789397996789827500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2010/10/just-like-gravity.html' title='just like gravity.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcN98gwdnI/TLQ378S_07I/AAAAAAAABYM/qN0EjJWZZsU/s72-c/68816_1190543420549_1737286010_369385_2648052_an.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-1026866448030858775</id><published>2010-10-07T17:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T18:53:51.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>got news?</title><summary type='text'>wow! consecutive updates! :)i had lunch with charmaine today. my best friend. one of my very best friends. i've known her for 5 years and i can't make it a day without thinking i need to see her or tell her things.and we've got history.and at lunch today, we saw our ex (supposedly) best friend. that we had problems with during std 6.and i can't on earth remember why we were in spite anyway. that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/1026866448030858775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=1026866448030858775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/1026866448030858775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/1026866448030858775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2010/10/got-news.html' title='got news?'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcN98gwdnI/TK2jPwsIiVI/AAAAAAAABYE/baLHzCZSU1g/s72-c/a+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-5046304986059141093</id><published>2010-10-06T16:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T17:44:59.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if i could write to make you fall in love.</title><summary type='text'>i'm back :)since adeline was pestering me.i had an internet fast for two days, as in two whole days. i've never been off that long since i can remember. i guess it is an unhealthy addiction, i remember i used to be able to keep off for around two weeks.oh how little willpower have i.i changed the layout too. something not so loud because, that's how i'm feeling now.it's around a month or so left 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcN98gwdnI/TKxAWoUEpvI/AAAAAAAABX0/DpyI9SLfJpA/s72-c/39537_1185240927990_1737286010_359045_2645746a_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-8940926204456372797</id><published>2010-09-14T20:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T20:19:28.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holladays.</title><summary type='text'>i am alone at home.rar.i never hate holidays.i've been studying alot :/i mean, why not. spm is (sorry) less than 2 months away. and i'm scared to stop studying. cause i might lose any sort of momentum or motivation i think i have now.what do i call it? it's called casual intensive studying.beware of nerd talk.i have a schedule. it's fool proof while having a back up plan, it's strict but 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-6629909910059382016</id><published>2010-09-10T00:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T00:43:15.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zombies.</title><summary type='text'>
you know the bruno mars song, just the way you are, i mean, of course you know it. it is very osm.

i think the lyrics mean so much, for you know, just a pop song.
i think if a guy (that can sing, and sings well :D) sang that to me i will just melt, of course, he has to sing it with sincerity.
because telling me i'm perfect just the way i am, and you think i'm fine despite all my imperfections, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/6629909910059382016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=6629909910059382016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/6629909910059382016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/6629909910059382016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2010/09/zombies.html' title='zombies.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcN98gwdnI/TIt--45nmrI/AAAAAAAABXQ/t9Ds0Sm-ZUE/s72-c/12300_1105318889989_1737286010_200809_587207_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-6230241837533839880</id><published>2010-09-08T01:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T01:19:49.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>arsenal.</title><summary type='text'>i'm sorreh, i was just watching the goal of the month review on arsenal.com where they replay all goals from the month and i look like a sampat moron at 1.16 am in the morning smiling ear to ear and almost insanely deprived of football for a whole week already ahhhhhhh after a few replays i don't even look at the goal, i look at the fans cheering and the commentators and the stadium announcers </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/6230241837533839880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=6230241837533839880' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/6230241837533839880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/6230241837533839880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2010/09/arsenal.html' title='arsenal.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-3936304690375484649</id><published>2010-09-05T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T23:13:23.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>candy coated.</title><summary type='text'>UPDATE! :Dhee. so. i'll start with melaka.it was osm.:)i went out at like 8 in the morning -_- jess picked me up... and.. we went to her house :) and watched tv and lazed around till 11.then we went to cineleisure. which is so quiet. and empty. and nice :)we watched step up 3! i don't know why i'm so chirpy nao, but wtv.the dances there will blow your mind :)and all these silly dancer people. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/3936304690375484649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-992911658353958234</id><published>2010-08-24T15:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T01:24:39.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all we are.</title><summary type='text'>hey now :)my exam's over :) for now. yay :)how do i enjoy? hmm. after every exam i drag my parents to eat at mien tui mien. which is a pan mee shop :) there's one near asia cafe, but it's always crowded and parking's a mess, so we go to the one at sunway, near the one academy.not to say it has the best pan mee around, i just like the chilli there. it's incredibly salty and spicy, and i go through</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/992911658353958234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-7936471105894713201</id><published>2010-08-20T18:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T19:08:50.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wit-weeks.</title><summary type='text'>hello :)i wonder why blogs have died down so much recently. i mean, besides my own social circle and links, overall, most blogs have been left for dead, with a post every few months that say "GAWD THIS BLOG IS SO DEAD I KNOW, I WANT TO THANK MY READERS WHO ARE STILL LOYAL TO ME I PROMISE I WILL CONTINUE POSTING" or rubbish like that. and then you leave it there, to collect cyber-mould that your "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/7936471105894713201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=7936471105894713201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/7936471105894713201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/7936471105894713201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2010/08/wit-weeks.html' title='wit-weeks.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcN98gwdnI/TG5hl6Hrh2I/AAAAAAAABW4/DLXaBWf74CE/s72-c/hahah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-3582191206129841595</id><published>2010-08-17T18:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T21:17:02.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>breaks.</title><summary type='text'>look at how tan i used to be :) i love car pictures. this was in jamie's :)er. i will do birthday posts when my exams end okay?today we have a sort of break cuz tmr we only have bm, and the day after only english and est. friday, next monday and tuesday are not good days though.this exam's been tough, in the way that i was barely prepared for it, and it's like, i can't stop this, i still have to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/3582191206129841595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=3582191206129841595' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-5038448340199081377</id><published>2010-07-25T19:25:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T21:21:16.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dear charmaine,</title><summary type='text'>happy 17th birthday :) i've known you for 5 years now, and although i have friends that i know longer than that, you are my bestest friend and every day that i get to see you, i am very blessed :)you know i can tell you anything, and you're my very own personal therapist. i know i tell you useless and maybe sometimes annoying and boring things, but you never fail to listen to me :)i know it's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/5038448340199081377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=5038448340199081377' title='0 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:)</title><summary type='text'>hello! tmr is the big day! the day i spent 2 and a half weeks slaving over!the one i let my studies die for!the one i miss i all my classmates for!the one i stay back in school till the wee hours for!its going to be over :Di am actually quite calm, cause by now, all the prefects are doing their own part, and although i'm in charge over everything, i know they won't fail me. and if they do, i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/2582218257696138171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=2582218257696138171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/2582218257696138171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/2582218257696138171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2010/07/bye-ungs_16.html' title='bye ungs :)'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcN98gwdnI/TEB1zueOY_I/AAAAAAAABUQ/s5jiwbKXEo8/s72-c/a+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-8104527393406796377</id><published>2010-07-15T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T23:27:35.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love is many splendid thing.</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/8104527393406796377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=8104527393406796377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/8104527393406796377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/8104527393406796377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2010/07/love-is-very-splendid-thing.html' title='love is many splendid thing.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcN98gwdnI/TD8owNJjWBI/AAAAAAAABUA/VbkkO5noDAc/s72-c/34254_440841713972_602533972_5999353_6707066_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-903491026361935696</id><published>2010-07-14T23:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T00:36:49.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>impresionante.</title><summary type='text'>well. they lost. but i wasn't sad, because i got to see fabregas :)he is like a mythical creature to me :) my darling, my one and only, i melt at the sight of him :)so when he came on, he was amazing. he totally changed the game and did more than alonso could ever do. i dunno why they don't play him so often. and only he could stay calm under pressure and make that perfect pass to iniesta.holland</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/903491026361935696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=903491026361935696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/903491026361935696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/903491026361935696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2010/07/impresionante.html' title='impresionante.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-1372323991452428187</id><published>2010-07-11T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T22:37:41.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oranje.</title><summary type='text'>here goes nothing holland :) play well okay! pls nobody injure yourselves, esp v.persie.don't be runner's up again, be world champions!:D i'll be there for you! one of the most important games in your life, pls tapao.and spain, sigh, my ex-lover. as long as fabregas doesn't come on, and casillas doesn't shave, i won't be heartbroken if i see you lose. i just love holland more kay?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/1372323991452428187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcN98gwdnI/TDicKEx5AHI/AAAAAAAABTU/brCG03gY4BM/s72-c/a+097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-9161809415366891616</id><published>2010-07-07T22:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T23:38:09.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>effervesence.</title><summary type='text'>boo. hello.so. i've. been. busy. and quite unhappy about it lah :(last friday was a busy day. i was barely in class also, and rushing to do my twelveans unmasked work. and then a stewpid firedrill. stewpid.then i walked back to school for captain ball! we lost to finnix, but whatever. had so much fun.and i heard there's a rematch tmr, so wth, lose again la sure.since we lost first round, me, kong</summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcN98gwdnI/TDSXYjTKHNI/AAAAAAAABTE/Dp8cyGPrRmc/s72-c/a+044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-1922635979229626819</id><published>2010-07-01T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T01:09:01.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>despicable.</title><summary type='text'>pretty :)hey buddies :)tomoro is open day, and my sis is coming with me instead of my parents. i don't know if its okay or not, but its gonna be awkward with pn.regina man. today was the first free day i had since last week, so i celebrated by eating garlic bread and tau sa pneah? for lunch. its not really a comprehensive meal i know, but wth, i was happy :) i also used my sister's nu laptop, and</summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcN98gwdnI/TCt6BZUXQ7I/AAAAAAAABS8/LqOsz5z25UY/s72-c/a+049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-3993403926401584735</id><published>2010-06-29T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T23:13:28.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>powpowpow.</title><summary type='text'>i knu. we're all oily and sweaty, but it's still a great pic.hello!just a short post kay :Di had an osm weekend :)saturday morning i went to play futsal :) and it was a HOT HOT day. totally cloudless. and after that went to coffee shop for a long time. 4 guys staring at the tv talking about pool, 1 girl (me) stoning wondering why i can't spit seeds at jeremy with devastating speed and velocity. </summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcN98gwdnI/TCoNZYxeUlI/AAAAAAAABS0/p9EEU6Y24bk/s72-c/31878_404700971391_692656391_4291387_5746752_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-5613479263275961502</id><published>2010-06-25T10:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T10:55:40.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there's nobody as bomb as me :)</title><summary type='text'>love :)despite my happy title, i am not happy.i'm quite angry and frustrated nao.since i last posted, i've been busy. holidays were good, although NOT productive AT ALL. sigh. form 5s are dumb. we are all worried yet we don't do anything about it. unless its just me?i went to hammy's house on wednesday :)and to pyramid with brenda on thursday :)ohkay.went back to school on monday, and BAM my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/5613479263275961502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=5613479263275961502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/5613479263275961502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/5613479263275961502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2010/06/theres-nobody-as-bomb-as-me.html' title='there&apos;s nobody as bomb as me :)'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcN98gwdnI/TCQYXLyqC2I/AAAAAAAABSs/BrBoCVglexY/s72-c/a+073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-6245055975430067135</id><published>2010-06-15T20:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T21:14:15.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>taboo.</title><summary type='text'>yo :)i had an osm weekend :)on saturday, i went futsal again. :) and then maegan and i went home to bathe, and jamie fetched us and aski to summit :D met jess, elena and joanne :)and we watched the A-team which was OSM like nonsense :)really. hee :) and then mae and i bought matching dinosaur tees. lolthen we forgot where we parked the car. like bimbos we went to every floor to look. and you know</summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-5825269140713649965</id><published>2010-06-12T01:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T01:36:32.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>honey.</title><summary type='text'>er. the bird in the sidebar. annoying as anything. there's a mute on the bottom left of it. :)hi :)i went for futsal this morning with the explorians. ish. don't plan stuff with them. notorious for ffk-ing. 7 out of 13. tsk tsk. and why the heck you all live in kemuning and puchong anyway?so there was me, panda, oliver, rajiev, chin hua, kantha and wen liang. haha.fun la :) then we go yumcha </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/5825269140713649965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-5584423507681060003</id><published>2010-06-10T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T23:23:24.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rocky.</title><summary type='text'>i still have not finished telling you everything yet :)did i mention to you the love of my life, left me? i see him everyday but one day he just left without saying goodbye :( sometimes i think i see him around, but they all look the same. i'll never see him again. i'm talking about bulbul. my awesome bird. he is unimaginatively named bulbul, after his species, which is a yellow vented bulbul. at</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/5584423507681060003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=5584423507681060003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/5584423507681060003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/5584423507681060003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2010/06/rocky.html' title='rocky.'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-513704399024471781</id><published>2010-06-08T19:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T22:08:16.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lots to tell :D</title><summary type='text'>lazyness prevails! :D hello! i know most of you have given up checking this space, but mostly i don't care, because this blog is for my documentation okay?but i know some of you all miss hearing from me :)this is where i tell you things that don't really matter and not important enough to bring up during conversations. lah.alot of things happened since.. when? what the...MARCH!? omg i didn't know</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/513704399024471781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=513704399024471781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/513704399024471781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/513704399024471781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2010/06/lots-to-tell-d.html' title='lots to tell :D'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-7969429774534486171</id><published>2010-03-27T01:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T01:33:53.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>immaimmaimmabee :)</title><summary type='text'>ah. i forgot i even had a blog...whenever i'm online, i am playing bejeweled. its hard to stop lah. it's addictive. i've been busy. exam marks are so bad. but i'm okay. i've always wondered if i was doing enough in school. i mean ptuh prefect -_- and mssd, but besides that? i've never actually entered in sports day, or went to any of those taylors and sunway college organised things. i'm not in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/7969429774534486171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=7969429774534486171' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/7969429774534486171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/7969429774534486171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2010/03/immaimmaimmabee.html' title='immaimmaimmabee :)'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-5068389609822286642</id><published>2010-03-12T00:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T00:25:59.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you sexy thing :D</title><summary type='text'>haha arsenal so osm :Deach goal was a product of osm passes, and osm skills :Di love you arsenal, even though you break my heart sometimes, and you cannot beat your other two compatriots, i love the way you play :)and i realize how majority of my time online is spent on football. arsenal blog, arsenal website, highlights, premier league website. haha.lol.today, sigh, we watched the 18yr olds get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/5068389609822286642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=5068389609822286642' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/5068389609822286642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/5068389609822286642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-sexy-thing-d.html' title='you sexy thing :D'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcN98gwdnI/S5kZHeLp1uI/AAAAAAAABSU/sOyOrgUrKQM/s72-c/25877_110377395643537_100000138308559_284076_4216417_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-2360902648442172828</id><published>2010-03-10T00:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T00:53:52.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll love you twice as much tomorrow (L)</title><summary type='text'>hey hey :)so mssd is over.i regret like crazy for not giving it 100% effort, i feel like it was such a waste of time. it makes me think of other people you know i know i'm better than the average person, and i think the commitment you put in training and the sacrifice and guts it takes to compete in a district level is tiada bandingannya.i would say overall, i am more sad than happy. sad i didn't</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-9037478094957266145</id><published>2010-03-04T16:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T17:14:58.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in my head...</title><summary type='text'>updates. hmm. first time i totally and willingly screwed up an exam, a march test no less. um, i am getting increasingly worried for mssd. i didn't do so well on monday -_- and apparently alot of the olahraga not doing well also. sigh :(i am also very tan :) but i do hate stupid questions like people asking me why. its the sun lah. training lah. THEN.and that blady talent search. haven't really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/9037478094957266145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=9037478094957266145' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/9037478094957266145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/9037478094957266145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2010/03/in-my-head.html' title='in my head...'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-204946321889003622</id><published>2010-02-26T00:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T01:12:04.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>but i would just sit and stare o.o</title><summary type='text'>hello all :)first things first, i will not apologize for the lack of updates. I is busy okay. secondly, this is non-related, but i feel like telling you, my ear is bleeding like nobody's business. okay, maybe its not blood, its transparent. but it's not pus either. plasma? idk, but it flowing and flowing out of the pierced part of the left ear. yuch. it doesn't hurt. but its disgusting.thirdly, i</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/204946321889003622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=204946321889003622' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/204946321889003622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/204946321889003622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-3011841987996332065</id><published>2010-02-19T18:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T19:00:41.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for you i try my best :)</title><summary type='text'>so i was wrong. i thought the new year holidays would be very inconvenient, you know all that time wasted visiting everyone, time that could be well spent on projects and training.this out of nowhere smack in the centre of the month holiday disrupts my multi-tasking overachiever mode. hmph. but it helped me relax alot. my projects can die lah. and i got jog :)and stupid period came today. i can </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/3011841987996332065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-1229702661022849712</id><published>2010-01-31T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T23:49:26.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cause he's like all bimbo and stuff</title><summary type='text'>ah :) i just swept my room just now. er, let's just say i can't believe i lived with that.so, how was your weekend my dear blog?boring?:)because mine was not! hehe.at una's, we do our check-people-out-on-facebook/blogger thing, and slept around 1 talking. first time waking up at any time we wanted.last-minute decision to follow ryan to summit.which i am never going again alone with two girls only</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/1229702661022849712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-3165031145790285751</id><published>2010-01-29T18:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T19:17:06.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no homework? really?!</title><summary type='text'>hello! i'm just home after a jog with my girlfriend. a nice, long, jog. see, jogging with yourself does not work. but when you jog with that girlfriend of mine which is so berkeupayaan, then you're doing enough :)and i did much better than expected. we are going to make this a weekly thing! watch out all of you! :Dso, this week was nice. no training, no homework, studying only when i felt like it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/3165031145790285751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=3165031145790285751' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/3165031145790285751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/3165031145790285751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2010/01/no-homework-really.html' title='no homework? really?!'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-3976692915287248479</id><published>2010-01-27T16:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T16:42:20.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eu mun's sudoku is driving me nuts.</title><summary type='text'>haha! don't listen to whatever i say, i'm a big fat procrastinator.i said i wanted to study today, but i couldn't draw myself from glee, so i watched episode 4 and 5 and next thing i know, BAM i am here. and probably won't leave.i'm not trying to don't worry :) today was nice. a non-pressuring boring day for once, however, that does worry my because i am not utilizing my time well enough argh.had</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/3976692915287248479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcN98gwdnI/S1_7nDFEOfI/AAAAAAAABQ4/tkXrvrj8VU8/s72-c/L+183.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-419833396148213187</id><published>2010-01-25T20:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T21:33:56.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't know how p diddy feels like in the morning :(</title><summary type='text'>i want your love! (L) Adam Desa!hey hey :) i haven't updated in a while huh.sorry loh, but its been busy.been staying back in school alot, for training, and other stuff, but my homework's getting done, and its ALOT of it. except bm yeah right i'm gonna do karangan huh.last sunday had danielle's surprise birthday party, and she's now 16!see me laughing! and then yesterday (sunday) was ryan's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/419833396148213187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=419833396148213187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/419833396148213187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/419833396148213187'/><link rel='alternate' 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type='text'>this is my i-am-eating-bread-with-icecream!-yay! face :)[why are my singapore pics so pixelated?]hello blog, how are you? how nice that you can be just another url. so free, and can make friends with other websites and url's with no big chores to do, no homework, no tuiton, or nothing to study. i envy you, my soulless blog.i am so mentally tired, abit of an exaggeration i know, but i can see </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/449696423317472390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=449696423317472390' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/449696423317472390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/449696423317472390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2010/01/ra-ra-my-400th-post.html' title='ra-ra my 400th post'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcN98gwdnI/S0yZ2JRC_9I/AAAAAAAABQQ/hpDUcvQjPFs/s72-c/a+156.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-1516426282153811166</id><published>2010-01-07T21:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T00:05:46.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>committed?</title><summary type='text'>yello :)i didn't get the lowest in tuition today, YAY :)i had some freak gastric attack from nowhere today, and its not like i don't eat. and i have a dry sore throat. so all these things are telling me i don't eat enough and i don't drink [water!] enough, but i so am, so i think my body is just throwing a fuss.yah. so last monday i went into class and all the guys at the back were like aww :( </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/1516426282153811166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=1516426282153811166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/1516426282153811166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/1516426282153811166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2010/01/committed.html' title='committed?'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-5984236387828758756</id><published>2010-01-05T19:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T20:16:19.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>apparently alot of people have the new york song stuck in their heads...</title><summary type='text'>my morning face in singapore (yes i finally uploaded them into the pc) in the fancy apartment i stayed at :)schhooollll!is fine :)my classmates are the best really. seating's abit mixed up, not used to it yet. adeline, panda, debbie and i should be randomly sitting in any of our 4 seats now yay :) and no aesya near us D: and i dun understand why we have that one odd table there... and its so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/5984236387828758756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=5984236387828758756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/5984236387828758756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/5984236387828758756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2010/01/apparently-alot-of-people-have-new-york.html' title='apparently alot of people have the new york song stuck in their heads...'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcN98gwdnI/S0MtOcZZ78I/AAAAAAAABPo/3NzQhCLLF4A/s72-c/a+061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-5780362136301034889</id><published>2009-12-31T12:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T12:22:07.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>now the party don't start til i walk in ;)</title><summary type='text'>hello superstars!my keyboard is running low on battery agn, so... last weekend i stayed over at johanna's with jess and yi jan. we literally brought the tv into her room and plugged it in right there on the floor, turned the lights off, and watched the princess and the frog. the show is boring! very. and i slept by around 10? dunno why...and then ooo my football :) i love football. don't you? and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/5780362136301034889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=5780362136301034889' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/5780362136301034889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/5780362136301034889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2009/12/now-party-dont-start-til-i-walk-in.html' title='now the party don&apos;t start til i walk in ;)'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-4502795593438644640</id><published>2009-12-30T14:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T14:37:28.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>;)</title><summary type='text'>okay. i'm back. with stuff to babble about.ugh. okay. i can't. bye.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/4502795593438644640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=4502795593438644640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/4502795593438644640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/4502795593438644640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title=';)'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-7163124544730544543</id><published>2009-12-29T19:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T14:29:35.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am 16 for 17 days only...</title><summary type='text'>sigh. hey.haha i thought i had alot to say, but i guess i don't. lol.two more days till new year. bye losers :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/7163124544730544543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3255460146037592007&amp;postID=7163124544730544543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/7163124544730544543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255460146037592007/posts/default/7163124544730544543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-16-for-17-days-only.html' title='i am 16 for 17 days only...'/><author><name>Laura C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07000823708620170757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oro94TogDOI/TjWQuSqTZ2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/z6tn3IhwmO8/s220/a%2B026b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255460146037592007.post-24131884690797140</id><published>2009-12-26T00:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T01:29:26.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't let miley cyrus sing christmas carols!</title><summary type='text'>sigh stupid fish game. hello and merry christmas :) i actually wanted to christmas-fy my blog, but i think, i don't care :)we buy presents, we wrap presents, we give presents, we receive presents, we open presents, we keep presents. ha.thanks guys for all the presents i got :) sure beats the broom and pail i got last year -_-i think i spent more on the presents i gave, than on the presents i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staringmedown.blogspot.com/feeds/24131884690797140/comments/default' title='Post 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