<?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-1634210676090450046</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:38:16.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my public image</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>151</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-2937519276831794958</id><published>2008-12-15T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T11:48:34.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;click &lt;a href="http://gahbrielle.livejournal.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye blogspot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-2937519276831794958?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/2937519276831794958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=2937519276831794958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/2937519276831794958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/2937519276831794958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/12/click-here-byebye-blogspot.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-1299302084152344139</id><published>2008-12-13T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T23:31:32.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;happy birthday to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;happy birthday to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;happy birthday to y-von-ne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;happy birthday to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;tt sounds damn emo. but actually today was awesome. gen went for YI camp in the end, but mag, teri, joan and i decided to go on with zouk anyway, with an addition of alfred. hur. we saw dyan and merelda there. how coincidental pls. met mitch as well, who on the spot started singing 'IJ frens are frens for life' lol!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so anyways, my drinks were all sponsored last night, thks to teri and alfred. heh. alfred treated some dragonbomb [if im not wrong] its redbull+a shot of smtg. i like. cos cant taste the shot at all. hur. rest of the night was spent dancing to the spinnings of ger's grand uncle, DJ andrew chow. woots. i cant believe he's coming for open hse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;after tt, back to teri's place with joan to watch not 1, but 2 brit movies. hur. i dunno how we lasted. watched 'wild child' and 'angus, thongs and perfect snogging'. after which, i declared i wanted a brit boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;... ... are you mental? [pronounced with brit accent]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;dinner-ed with the family at billy bomber's at the cathay. hur. my dad damn nice la. both times i wanted to pay -for my phone and dinner tonight- but both times he ended up paying for me. he say its my bday present. awwww... vonnie so touched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;oh yea, i got new phone!!!! muahah. no need to endure tt screwed up nokia any more. i got a sony ericsson W595, same as xh. heh. i love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hokay, i havent recovered enough sleep from last night yet, so off i go now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;upcoming:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;-com's ball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;-OTCW!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-1299302084152344139?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/1299302084152344139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=1299302084152344139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/1299302084152344139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/1299302084152344139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-to-me-happy-birthday-to.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-983341084957436988</id><published>2008-12-08T10:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T10:14:50.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277235424456137042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FqFXGYn986s/STyBqJbQ2VI/AAAAAAAAAXg/3LtlFt8FbkQ/s320/evelynwedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;koped this from jes. hur. cant be helped, she produces nice collages. i think if her communications career doesnt work out, she can be a photographer. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-983341084957436988?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/983341084957436988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=983341084957436988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-5166270327125729293</id><published>2008-12-05T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T23:45:14.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;omg omg omg omg omg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;in abt 12 hrs time, my sister would be married!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;!#%&amp;amp;(_)*^$@-=)+)#@_(!#$^&amp;amp;+!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-5166270327125729293?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-4286998411203218176</id><published>2008-12-03T13:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T13:35:54.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;for all ASc SIP pple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unc.edu/depts/wcweb/handouts/lab_report_complete.html"&gt;http://www.unc.edu/depts/wcweb/handouts/lab_report_complete.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're welcome&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tho i dont think anyone from school comes here.&lt;br /&gt;ahwell. their lost. hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-4286998411203218176?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-3225715532282608404</id><published>2008-12-02T11:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T13:22:33.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;hokay. so on saturday i was out with SU subcomms for 'The Promise' musical. hur. its abt the life of Jesus, from nativity all the way to resurrection. was pretty cool. they had like a swimming pool full of water for the baptism scene, and get this, 2 real ponies for the travelling to Bethlehem scene k. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt, went to Holland V for dinner. yay!! first time there. [ashely noob.hur.] awesome place pls!! had thai express then cold rock. budden brandon, giddy and i went over to 7-eleven and sneaked in B&amp;amp;J. hahahha. pls ar, i dunno how we finished tt pint while brenda tallked abt all her disgusting habits. hurhur. zomg la. i dont think u wanna hear it. anyways, after tt went to check out wala wala. great place. gfs, we can go there chillax some time yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt was an awesome day out with subcomms. sigh. SIP pls faster end so i can go back to school. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sunday, wah wah wah, whole day with gfs leh. lunch at sushi tei, where we were our usual cranky self. i wanted to say bimbotically, but i said bimbolly. hahahahha. i swear i only get tt way ard gen!! den spent the afternoon at gardens club trying to test mag and letting teri see my art pieces. woots. and after one whole weekend, we're still meeting up next week. heh. but this time at posh place with all of us dressed up&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gfs love lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early on monday morning, gen and i headed down to raffles the stamford for a journalism scholarship talk. yea, i wasnt expecting much la. scholarships are for the interlectuals. i was more interested in listening to them talk abt journalism. they were pretty interesting individuals. can be quite vicious ar. as usual at qna session, pple raised 'irrelevant' qns abt politics [u didnt expect them to ask only abt the scholarship right?] wah, fierce words ensued. i think u need damn thick skin to be a journalist. hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, off to anna sui to collect sample make-up. hur. i love their packaging pls. if im satisfied with the quality maybe i'll buy &lt;strike&gt;and make mommy scold me for buying more make-up&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have lj. livejournal you idiot. hahahahah. still learning how to use. but since im at work now [shhhh] i shant bother with the intricate workings of lj. migrate then post here. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hokay boys and girls, back to research ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-3225715532282608404?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/3225715532282608404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=3225715532282608404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/3225715532282608404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/3225715532282608404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/12/hokay.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-5120241810672720675</id><published>2008-11-23T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T21:15:49.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;rawr. 6 solid hours of catching up with gen ((: happy time! hur. warned abt some stuff. and omg, i dunno how our convo last 6 hours really. anyway, she was telling me stupid things her boyfren says. lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;gen: eh, last night i dreamt someone chained me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;andrew: zomg. chris tomlin must be so sad cos his chains are gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;smtg along those lines la. walao. rofl! laugh until can die. lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;listening to 'as it is in heaven' now. reminds me of liver. hur. tt poor boy )): kena confined cos his instructor steal his rifle in thailand. so now 4 weeks nv go church alrdy -pouts- den he so cute, last night he msged to say he very sad all. lol. i miss you lah please. come back soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-5120241810672720675?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/5120241810672720675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=5120241810672720675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/5120241810672720675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/5120241810672720675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/11/rawr.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-1308832961253643358</id><published>2008-11-23T01:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T01:37:42.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hokay. so today was like grooming day or smtg. hah! started off with a hair cut -beams- at my hse downstairs. i had expected to pay more la. anyways, no regrets. i love my new hair!! lol. and i cant stop touching my hair now. all tt guy did was rinse cut and blow dry. but it feels as tho he used some 100 bucks serum-what-not. hur. yay! i think i just found myself a personal hairdresser. hur. he rmbs me. i hope its not cos i was previously late for appointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;after tt, off to amk hub with mommy to find wedding dinner dress. its a purplish-pink tube dress tt my mom cant stop complaing abt but still say pretty -.- oh, can i just say, i detest insincere promoters. my god. this woman at the shop see me take dress alrdy, just casually took another similar cut but yucky looking dress off the rack and ask me to try. like she didnt even ask what kind i want, or what occasion lah. pfft. quit your job lah. i also worked as promoter before, abeit two weeks, so its not like i dont know how it is. gah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;after tt, off to j8 to the dermatologist and threadist. hur. my mom lor. must personally ask the doctor if my face is improving and complain to him tt i use make-up. seriously, if my face cleared up completely, i obviously wont use right -.- anyways, doctor said its fine -sticks tongue out at mommy [in front of doctor]- hahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;wah. today was the most painful threading i've ever done pls. stupid woman, thread against the direction of the root hair. walao. my tears kept flowing -.- tsk. next time go back little india alrdy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so, just back from dinner with jeremy and marcus. we went hard rock cafe. was pretty cool, cos the only other hard rock i went was in melbourne [near the duxton hotel i was staying! (:] they had electric guitars, and stuff from the beatles and jimi hendrix. was awesome la. after tt, walked from hard rock all the way to paragon starbucks to look at xmas lights. and omg, i was breaking the white heels im gonna wear for my sister's wedding pls. i think im damn evil to my feet leh, tho it did less damage than what i expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;rawr. session tml. and finally a meet-up with gf gen!!!! babe's Alevels finally over!!!! so off to sleepyland i go!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-1308832961253643358?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/1308832961253643358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=1308832961253643358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/1308832961253643358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/1308832961253643358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/11/hokay.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-1053495926722828404</id><published>2008-11-21T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T00:26:18.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;woots!! back from OTCW dinner!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;we were at tm swensens. i swear ar, zain is the joker of the year please. hur. soon, he'll beat anybody hands down. gideon says even benchow. hahah! lemme give you an example:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;kahyuen: i think you look like from IT school lor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;john [shouts across the table]: eh eh emilla, which school do i look like i come from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;(emilla thinks. like for damn long)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;zain: i know i know. primary school. hahahhahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;zomg. yes, the whole dinner was this crappy. lol. and and and, we went to sit bumper car!!!! ((: i think the last time i sat was in kindergarten or smtg lah. hur. damn fun. i share car with brandon. at first i wanted to drive, budden after tt i scared. hahaha. so in the end, i step pedal and he steered. please lets go again. -grins-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;oh yes, there was a busker outside the mrt station. he was malay but singing jay chou songs. and all the jay chou idiots [including me. hur.] just stood there watching him and another old man play. hahah! if they practiced hard enough, maybe they'll be good enough to do gigs. but i dont know anyone who does, or even goes for chinese gigs lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so i'll be out with jeremy and his fren marcus this saturday. omg omg omg. i hope i know what im doing. anyway no strings attached right. i hope sherry is there or smtg. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hokay. off i go. else, tml at work, fall asleep again. which is actually an everyday affair. hur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-1053495926722828404?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/1053495926722828404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=1053495926722828404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/1053495926722828404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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shallow people. yes, i just used 2 adjectives of the same meaning tgt. gahhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyways. i thot the way the adrian pang character proposed to andrea de cruz was damn sweet lah. hur. it wasnt even a question, like he knew the answer alrdy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;-von goes awwww-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;jes, i , joan and anne [in sitting order] were being a nuisance in the theatre. lol. jes kept cringing when the ang moh wanted to kiss tt alaric tay person. hur. we laughed the loudest when the security guard at the airport 'sniggered'. rofl. its suppose to be another sort of laughter i guess, but it looked to us as tho he was sniggering. hurhur. and in my mind, all i could think of was: 'this is andre chichak'. hahahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i need some jazzy xmas songs please. anybody? jon offered tho. yay!! but i wont be online tml ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;cos tml is ccn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;oh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;my.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;goodness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;had to finish making 300 badges yday. reached home like at 2am+? am damn shacked now. need sleep. argh! its 12.30!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;rawr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-1685636047923904135?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/1685636047923904135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=1685636047923904135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/1685636047923904135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/1685636047923904135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/11/back-from-carrot-cake-conversations.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-1968580316798325343</id><published>2008-11-12T00:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T00:34:56.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;first, SEX in the city&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;then, it was lipstick jungle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;now, you have cashmere mafia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;why are all these serials micmicking the lives of my girlfrens and i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;lol!! no lah!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;we got a long way before we become &lt;strike&gt;high-class, branded, powerful tyrants of the office&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;snotty bitches please. hur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i miss gfs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyways, i spent the whole day reading articles off the net, cuz my supervisor dont let me do work, cuz i sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so here's one for the interlectual/philosophical/theological&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.catholic.com/thisrock/1995/9505fea4.asp"&gt;http://www.catholic.com/thisrock/1995/9505fea4.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;enjoy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-1968580316798325343?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/1968580316798325343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=1968580316798325343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/1968580316798325343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/1968580316798325343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/11/first-sex-in-city-then-it-was-lipstick.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-5229337754492062851</id><published>2008-11-10T15:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T15:30:04.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;sec2 camp was awesome!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;my facebook status says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;yvonne gabrielle is contemplating going back to sfx just for DO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;when it actual fact, it shld be saying:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;yvonne gabrielle is bumming around facebook, waiting for the sec2 camp group to come into existence so she can add herself in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;heh. my co-facils were awesome lah. tgt, we made a retarded team. imagine, daphne and i always ganging up on terence. then still report him to whoever is around at tt time, making whoever go tsk tsk at terence. lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and [according to daphne], we also had a lovable group of sec2s!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;here they are!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FqFXGYn986s/SRfg_9KImJI/AAAAAAAAAXY/910UDpGvzRM/s1600-h/group8.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;clockwise from me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;terence, tessa, natasha, daphne, clarissa, sylvester, max and jonathan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FqFXGYn986s/SRfg_9KImJI/AAAAAAAAAXY/910UDpGvzRM/s1600-h/group8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FqFXGYn986s/SRfg_9KImJI/AAAAAAAAAXY/910UDpGvzRM/s320/group8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266925678586534034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;mini log!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FqFXGYn986s/SRfg_a0NWCI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/_cBes6PUCLc/s1600-h/mini+log.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FqFXGYn986s/SRfg_a0NWCI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/_cBes6PUCLc/s320/mini+log.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266925669367765026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;all of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FqFXGYn986s/SRfg_V49cZI/AAAAAAAAAXI/df5xeN2Pws4/s1600-h/allofus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FqFXGYn986s/SRfg_V49cZI/AAAAAAAAAXI/df5xeN2Pws4/s320/allofus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266925668045517202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;prayers answered!! someone has invited me to the sec2 camp group. hur. jude's brother in fact. k peeps, go tag yourself and kope photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-5229337754492062851?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-8507388674119386860?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/8507388674119386860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=8507388674119386860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/8507388674119386860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/8507388674119386860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-988850243155728226</id><published>2008-09-20T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T23:04:50.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;im not crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just a little unwell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know right now you cant tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, well, the bug has spread from william to randall and now to yours dearest. its starting to build up. i can feel it &lt;strike&gt;in my fingers&lt;/strike&gt; i feel it in my nose )): hahah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, im gonna blog abt foreign talent. hur. was with my family dinner-ing at the block downstairs. at a coffee shop, quite recently taken over and revamped by china people [somehow calling them chinese puts us all on equal level, no offence intended]. so anyways, there was this guy who came to take our drinks order. i've nv seen him ard, so i guess he must be new. my dad and i ordered ice lemon tea. and my sister and adrian were sharing a can of ju hua cha [chrysathamum tea]. we ordered 2 ILT and 1 ju hua. den when he repeated our orders, he said 2 ILT and 2 ju hua. and when we told him, only 1 ju hua, he made such a big fuss tt 2 pple were sharing one can -.- hokay, so off he went to get our drinks. 5mins ltr, he came back and asked, 2ILT and 1 lu cha right? and we told him its ju hua cha. 5mins ltr, he came with his whole tray of drinks, and instead of taking the ju hua cha out, he took the lu cha!! how exasperating can this man get lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so being amused [and being von], i laughed. and tt guy looked at me and said 'ni xiao she me?' not in a joking manner leh. in this challenging sort of tone. i was nice enough not to reply pls. omg. tt was atrocious service for you. afterwards, my dad told me shld have just said 'xiao ni lor'. sheesh. -shakes head-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally finished my sister's wedding mass booklet. yes, i drew. hur. free-hand. so all those coming for her wedding mass, pls keep the booklet. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also finished the idiot's guide to creative writing. heh. i actually dont mind spending another 3 yrs at TP studying all the CDS. hahah! i might start writing soon. [actually, the book considers blogging as writing too! (:  ) not gonna be shown to the world as yet. i still think abt my traumatic o'level geog telling me i cant write. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum was watching nigella feasts on cable 16 yday. she says she dont like her cooking, but she still watches -.- i actually dont mind the food, but i hate watching her shows cuz of the way she talks. lol. she talks in a damn exaggerated seductive tone if u realise. hur. anyways, after yday, i feel inspired to make tortilla wraps to bring to work. heh. after all, the rest of them always eat upstairs anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;von is addicted to 'everybody nose' by NERD. the one tt goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all the girls standing in the line for the bathroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the girls standing in the line for the bathroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the girls standing in the [all the girls standing in the]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the girls standing in the line for the bathroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-988850243155728226?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/988850243155728226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=988850243155728226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/988850243155728226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/988850243155728226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-not-crazy-im-just-little-unwell-i.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-804195899857298501</id><published>2008-09-18T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T23:33:17.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;zomg. the new facebook sucks like mad. so laggy pls. you click on one link and then you wait 5 seconds for the current page to disappear, 10 seconds you see a blank page, and then another 10 seconds for the link you clicked to appear -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hokay, here's my SIP update. heh. its been almost 2 weeks alrdy. omg. 18 more weeks leh. damn fast. bahhh. so anyways, my lab got mainly 3 other pple, bhuvana, lucky and william. hur. at first they like damn not friendly ar. randall and i always go eat by ourselves. budden after awhile, we started talking abt random stuff, cuz the waiting times are really atrocious. like sometimes can wait until 2 hours tt kind. anyways, they're damn funny la. if the big boss bugged tt place, i tell u, all of us are goners. lol!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;-sings 'we're all in this together...'-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so anyways, altho whatever i type sounds damn happy, im actually quite emo now. see la. this is what going out with joan does to you. hur. kidding la babe, loves. k la, i is off now. toodles world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-804195899857298501?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/804195899857298501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=804195899857298501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/804195899857298501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/804195899857298501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/09/zomg.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-4296614797440349771</id><published>2008-09-14T00:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T01:23:08.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You have received a new message from Facebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You have received a new message from Facebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You have received a new message from Facebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You have received a new message from Facebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You have received a new message from Facebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You have received a new message from Facebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You have received a new message from Facebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You have received a new message from Facebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You have received a new message from Facebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You have received a new message from Facebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;stop spamming alrdy guys!! hur. so today was confirmation. not mine tho. but i did help sing. heh. shikes. wished i recorded my cantor part of 'we will run'. then can post and advertise myself for anyone who needs a vocalist. hur. it was perfect for the first time la, praise god. and thks to jon as well. heh. shld have seen our faces. both of us were grinning when i hit the note, even before i finished the whole verse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyways, after tt, cuz of the ManU vs Liverpool match, liver was pestering us to go alrdy. hur. we left church damn late ar. cartel had problems with their cable, so we ended up at Liquid Kitchen. omg, we drank so much. actually, it wasnt much la, but we paid alot for it. hur. and liver was the pimp for the night. lol. he had 6 girls ard him. hahah. cam-whored like mad as well. jess is currently tagging the whole world on facebook. and bel too. bobby [anne's cam] died. and kris dont have her cam with her right now. but facebook is going berserk and flooding with comments and tags alrdy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;k, i got a song stuck in my head. its a new one learnt just yday. supposedly spanish but when kenneth plays it, his jazzy playing style turned it into a relaxing-under-a-palm-tree-on-a-holiday song. lol! i like! and i bet jess cant get it out of her head either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;enviatu espiritu, enviatu espiritu, enviatu espiritu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sea renovada la faz de la tierra&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sea renovada la faz de la tierra&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;omg. loggers can just facebook the whole night. i wanna sleep!!!! tml still got session y'know!!!! im outta here mann. post abt internship another day. toodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-4296614797440349771?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/4296614797440349771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=4296614797440349771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/4296614797440349771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/4296614797440349771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-have-received-new-message-from.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-1012423407877830873</id><published>2008-09-04T23:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T00:43:03.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;why hello foot arch pain. random fact: von has bunions. hur. in case you're some kind of orthopedic doctor (: i make nice footprints in the sand. so far, that's the only good that can come out of bunions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;yay. efforts to change my style of writing [or typing] has paid off! but then again, could have been some random spammer. ohwells. i really really do want to get into communications y'know. i dont post up many pictures but i guess i can practice creative wrting here. heh. quite creative what eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so what has von been doing the past few days. well... von has been sleeping with the enemy [msn nick]. metaphorically obviously. it is so not helping that i is facil at retreat this weekend. omg. pls dont judge me -runs and hide-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;SPOILER [do not read if you havent finished season 3 of 'The L Word']&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;which also means you freaking slow lah. hur. im freaking slow i know. lol. so yes, i finished season 2 in 2 days. and season 3 in another 2 days. was watching final episode this afternoon when i stopped halfway to go sleep. i know, you're asking like, huh? isnt final episode suppose to be exciting? argh. i spoiled it. i read the ending on wikipedia ): and you know how series are. sucks the life out of you. after marathon-ing, you feel like you live in it. and sadly, in season 3, dana dies, shane and carmen were supposed to get married but the brainless shane went and left carmen at the altar [which is pretty contradictory considering they're lesbians] mann, this is the part of the whole 6 series where it goes downhill after the climax. boo... dont like. need to get my life back mann. start living again. so yea, i'll prolly finish the other half of season 3 final episode when i start sip. lol!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so what else did von do for the holidays? can i just officially announce, von is virgin clubber no more!! yea, went with sherry and the guys. was quite fun. in fact, i just might go regular. mag and i have a plan. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;besides that, just came home from dinner with godma. oh mann, initially she wanted to finance my overseas internship yea? but now tt im not gg, she got me to go shopping with her. and she practically cancelled half the things on my wishlist. actually, im exaggerating. which says something abt my level of materialism. hur. but she did get me substantial amount of stuff for me to feel guilty lah. i think im gonna get her mooncakes. hahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;from global sounds cafe. was there that day with girlfriends. had an awesome time with them!! we were jumping around like monkeys, fooling around with miniature guitars, better known as ukeleles, and took pictures of us posing under the tables. lol! great ambience, but food dont live up to its expectations. in-house band members quite cute tho. and yea, they have nice mooncakes. chocolate rum in snowskin ((: sounds good by itself already ar? heh. more pictures on FB. like i said, i dont blog pictures. damn lazy pls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;also met up with xiuhui! stupid brandon ps. elene had last minute proj and saf had training. can u believe it, he's back in dragonboat -.- aye. we'll meet up soon la. but meeting up with xh was good. lol! and among other things, i told her abt my 3 year love/hate relationship with -censored- hahah! eh xiuxiu, u better not divulge my secret to anyone please. i will have u strangled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i think i better go clean up my act for this weekend. omg. fr brian is gonna be so crossed with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ps. do not watch 'The L Word' unless you intend to turn gay or lesbian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-1012423407877830873?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/1012423407877830873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=1012423407877830873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/1012423407877830873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/1012423407877830873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/09/why-hello-foot-arch-pain.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-2445624580166997480</id><published>2008-08-27T16:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T17:27:00.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hello hello. so i've finished all my papers! no more, for abt almost a year. hur. if i get into uni la. bloody hell, stupid uni selection system. keep making me say '...if i get into uni' more confidence von! you dont wanna be stuck doing lab work for the rest of your life! i is made for the ever-changing excitement of Arts and Social Science leh. not mundane constant lab work. boo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyone know some upper management to pull strings from? heh. and i hear liver go 'do you, wanna know? do you, really, really, wanna know?' -.- hokay, inside jokes aside thks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so on sunday, i gave 9am mass a miss, went straight for facil briefing. [yay! i not in music ministry anymore. now, facil. like GL liddat] so after tt, mugged -last sunday might i remind you, cuz currently, all my papers are done, heh- until late afternoon when gen persuaded me to go for evening mass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;was raining at tt time. but i was so sure it would stop. so so sure, i would walk into church dry as an autumn leaf. hmm, nvm the leaf, and dont even talk abt autumn, cuz the moment i stepped outdoors, the rain just kept getting heavier. and i had to wait at the poorly sheltered bus stop for damn long with wind and rain pouring in. gahhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and i was wearing my new shoes! -.- k, this might sound stupid. i actually had to remove my shoes to run barefeet from the bus stop into church. rar!! cant bear the thot of wet, soggy, one-day-old shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so anyway, guess what. yeap, von is sick. grrr... like immediately one leh. next day, *bam* and im down with blocked nose, fever, muscle aches, &lt;strike&gt;mucus-filled&lt;/strike&gt; runny nose, sore throat, raspy voice, progressing to lost of voice. yes, all in chronological order. boo. i is nasal sounding now. like the nanny. hurhur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;to think i got thru both exam papers. wth. i better not do badly. i still wanna get into uni please. if i can get in tt is -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ps. &lt;a href="http://kittensfortea.livejournal.com/"&gt;poey's dream&lt;/a&gt; is damn weird. rofl. cute-ness la he.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-2445624580166997480?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/2445624580166997480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=2445624580166997480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/2445624580166997480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/2445624580166997480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/08/hello-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-3018594589134483695</id><published>2008-08-20T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T00:21:08.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2 down, 2 more papers to go!! and end of studying. until i make it to the uni tt is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;    let me in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; to see you in the morning light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; to get me on and all along the tears they come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; see all come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I want you to believe in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; but I get the strangest feeling that you've gone away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; will you find out who you are too late to change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I wish I could be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; every little thing you wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I wish I could be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; every little thing you wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; some times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; lift me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; just lift me up don't make a sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and let me hold you up before you hit the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; see all come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; you say you're alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; but I get the strangest feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; that you've gone away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and will you find out who you are too late to change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; don't give me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; don't give me up tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; or soon nothing will be right at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; salvation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;cuz when you find out who you are too late to change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I wish I could be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; every little thing you wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Every Little Thing by Dishwalla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;rawr. i have no idea what im doing here. its like a dream told me to post smtg subconsciously. i had stuff to post the other day. but 'had' is past tense. and the stuff's gone off from my memory now. all i can think of now is 'what the hell am i doing with my life?' i have no idea what im doing here. so im gonna go now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-3018594589134483695?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-2736801776604908832</id><published>2008-08-15T07:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T07:29:47.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-70f572ae391adc0f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-2736801776604908832?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=70f572ae391adc0f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/2736801776604908832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=2736801776604908832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/2736801776604908832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/2736801776604908832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/08/hello-classmates-of-vet-science.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-4279042415359676777</id><published>2008-08-10T21:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T21:19:25.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;woots!! yday was damn awesome. hur. didnt actually feel like national day. first half of the day was spent mugging. at this new nice place i just discovered ((: its macs plonked right into a garden/forest. k la, its the drive-thru macs at amk. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night was at kris's hse!! omg. i dunno how come suddenly got 3 maids but they really whipped up a storm of food arh. so much meats pls. and and and the rice... k just imagine this big wok with chicken and seafood, covered with mussels and oysters? like fish&amp;amp;co but 10 times bigger. literally. jess baked us cupcakes too!! with our initials on it. and they kept trying to spell words with it, so anne was in everything cuz she's a vowel. lol! pics on FB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, after a few rounds of guitar-hero [the girls were actually singing to the rock songs -.- hahah], we started on wii!!! zomg. tt has to be the best thing invented. its like a girl version xbox pls!! hur. anne and i played boxing. i won!! hur. we were just spamming the punches and laughing most of the time. then, played rayman. so awesome la the spastic rabbits. hahah. and kong damn zai la. like who else do u know owns 4 wii consoles. 4 leh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, happy birthday liver!!!! you is the bestest dirty joke/story teller. hur. budden i always understand your jokes, which isnt smtg very good. lol. von loves childhood buddy ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hokay. dowan go aussie alrdy. i'll miss log.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-4279042415359676777?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/4279042415359676777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=4279042415359676777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/4279042415359676777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/4279042415359676777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/08/woots-yday-was-damn-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-1604434863213472914</id><published>2008-08-08T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T23:46:55.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;today was a disappointment. had lab, which jomer took cause he's back from canada. i cant believe i passed up post-lab with blanks. it was so horribly done. and the second post-lab, i put the same answer for all ten qns. no kidding. argh. jomer laughed it off tho. buck up von!!! exams are like in friggin few weeks time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;wanted to go mug after tt. so i aimlessly took a bus, all the time not deciding if i shld go marina square. i did in the end. den went to check out &lt;a href="mailto:library@esplanade"&gt;library@esplanade&lt;/a&gt;. i swear, its my dream library ar. all things artsy i love. which is gramatically wrong but i dont really give a damn. den went bishan to meet gf to mug even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyways, during the day, i met paul. told me UWA didnt reply. which was why the whole day i was like, urgh... i cant believe they didnt even have the decency to reply tt they dont want to accept students. whats even more disappointing actually, is the selfish thot of not having 3 mths of 'me' time. not getting away from everything to refresh myself. im damn tired. sometimes, im so tired, im literally an introvert. i just wanna be alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sigh. now i can only hope i get a decent sip locally. and paul wanted me to do in-house project with yee mon!! fuck off arh!! i bloody hell wont do it!! anything but that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but it wont be tt bad right? i get to stay? prepare properly for my sister's wed? get to help out prog? still see loggers? not tt bad? right??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-1604434863213472914?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-7702058259037440112</id><published>2008-08-07T23:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T23:18:21.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;if you want to fa la la la la with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;then let's go, let's go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;dont be another one, just like the other one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;if you want to fa la la la la la with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;then go, oh no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i aint gonna wait cause im doing it fine on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;-jack and rai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-7702058259037440112?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/7702058259037440112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=7702058259037440112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/7702058259037440112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/7702058259037440112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/08/if-you-want-to-fa-la-la-la-la-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-7676918713211796649</id><published>2008-07-30T16:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T17:06:06.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ahhhhhhhh!! in love! in love! in love! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;with a boy!! hurhur. or rather his guitar playing lah -.- click &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=L4CR3GoB3YY&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;! girlfriend joany found this thing called fingerstyle guitar. so cool leh. its like u can hear the background chords, solo part, sometimes bass, and the zam zam drumming part. lol! tt one's a small korean boy btw. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;here's another one!! &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=JsD6uEZsIsU&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;click&lt;/a&gt;! this one more unique.i prefer his playing. actually i havent even heard of the songs he play before. but with playing like this, do u really need to? heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;omg. my assessed interview has been brought forward to tml!! -.- i just finished 2 &lt;strike&gt;quizzes&lt;/strike&gt; graded tutorial [or whatever u wanna call it] today la pls. no break one leh. sigh. but then, must gain momentum alrdy. k von. go go go!! listen to more fingerstyle guitaring!! give youself a photographic assignment on notes!! read screwtape letters during study breaks!! wooooo... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-7676918713211796649?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/7676918713211796649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=7676918713211796649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/7676918713211796649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/7676918713211796649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/07/ahhhhhhhh-in-love-in-love-in-love-with.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-5620563616308990015</id><published>2008-07-30T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T00:46:42.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;woots!!!! retail therapy today with sherry was shiok to the max. heh! i think it did her more good than it did me. she'll know lah huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i bought thousand and one things, including pencil skirt for interview [loves lah], shoes for 5 bucks [fits me damn well, bunions and all], screwtape letters!! [like finally], angel's present, muji disposable cam, and a dress to wear to school. heh. satisfying pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had exco 0708 dinner at fish and co. sigh. i is miss them alot alot. the usual nonsense la them. hur. i think 10 yrs down the road, we'll still be having exco 0708 dinners. lol. anyways, we slacked til quite late at macs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, it was relatively early. but i say late cuz i almost died on my way home pls. okay, exaggeration. so here's what happened. took 72 from interchange den switch to 25. i was sitting beside the door, so when the bus reached my stop, i was still clutching my notes so i thot aiya, let everyone go down first. den this big bunch of malay guys came down from upstairs. it was obviously their stop la, but one of them sat down beside me, and i swear ah, he peered over my shoulder to look at my notes. like his face damn close all. funny thing is, almost instantaneously, i grabbed my stuff and swung myself down the bus. hahah. den omg, they were still calling behind me, and talking in malay, prolly abt how fast i was. lol. was practically running in my click-clack heels. anyways, they were still shouting upstairs when i reached my door -.- tt was freaky. see, these are the pple mommy warned abt. and i keep telling her dont have some more. phew. thank god, literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, off to mug ahdis and bpharm. yea, i shldnt be here!! just hadta blog abt my awesome shopping today. hur. and to inform log tt i have my book!! so i can do book sharing this week alrdy ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-5620563616308990015?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/5620563616308990015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-8052055734748613018</id><published>2008-07-27T21:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T22:15:57.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-32f387eabac66b38" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. after today is full swing ahead for exams!! wish me luck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-8052055734748613018?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=32f387eabac66b38&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=601a44db8c5dada6&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/8052055734748613018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=8052055734748613018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/8052055734748613018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/8052055734748613018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/07/hur.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-3128950181910626345</id><published>2008-07-26T22:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T00:01:02.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;zomg. i is damn shacked arh! just finished doing up the subcomm lounge duty roster. miraculously done eh! after last night. hur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;went to help out at DSC's subcomm camp with gideon and tat. go be medics. hurhur. we go do nonsense only lah. hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;medics oei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mehhhh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;medics oei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dix&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;medics oei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mehhhh-dix&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;rofl. laugh like mad. den cuz we had a wheelchair with us, so tomu helped 3 of us film spoofed prof X. hahahah. its freaking funny i swear!! i must rmb to go get the vid. hur. den helped to tie up Proga FAs with hakim. and the stupid hakim kept slapping melvin. hur. they were 'blindfolded' by masking tape, and we sneaked up on them. den hakim suddenly slap him. hahah! he didnt even know what hit him pls. and we ran off laughing. poor dear. hurhur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ohyea, speaking abt melvin, my Diana+ is coming soon!!!! -beams- finally. after the stupid delays on lomography's side. heh. orh, melvin has the edelweiss edition. the one which i initially wanted but decided against due to the increasing size of the hole in my bank. sigh. its damn nice in white arh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so after tt, we left for kim's very random chalet. most of the BSC pple were leaving alrdy when we reached. tried to continue doing up roster with the very limited wireless connection, gave up after awhile. told stupid jokes, bitched a bit more. no, i didnt get drunk. actually, absolut blackcurrant's not bad with sprite. but ecks, absolut is absolutely low class vodka pls. pple, start getting grey goose or belvedere. grey goose is french! heh. and goes down your throat more smoothly. anyways, thank goodness for jack daniel's last night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;yea, so within the last few days, finished the bloody quizzes, of which i dont even know if i'll pass. caught the dark knight with classmates. y'know, i think pple watch not cuz its damn good, i mean it is good lah. but i think pple watch cuz its heath ledger's last movie. its a bit sad whenever u see his face on screen. and u remind yourself whenever u see the psychotic joker, tt he got so imersed in his role, tt he overdose on drugs meant to keep him sane. or at least, tt's my reason to watch lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so i came home this morning. half-slpt the day away. and when i wasnt slping, i was doing up the darn roster. okay, i love my job. i really do. but right now, i need slp. and after slp, i need need need time to mug. as in seriously sit down to start mugging. last semester of actual studying. cant afford to just let it go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;k. peace out yall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-3128950181910626345?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/3128950181910626345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=3128950181910626345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/3128950181910626345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/3128950181910626345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/07/zomg.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-6206371507449451576</id><published>2008-07-15T20:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T20:35:20.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hokay. so today i was going to go buy my screwtape letters from kino. and they didnt have the individual copy! drats! they had the collection of writings by c.s.lewis going for $40+ tho, which on retrospect i shld have bought. cuz after tt, rmbering tt i saw the individual copy at borders, headed there to find tt it costs $40+!! same as the collection of writings!! and not in the very best condition either. ecks. in conclusion, kino is better. thankyew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyways, ended up getting another book which has got ntg to do with religion. [from kino obviously] die. no book review for log. tsktsk. compulsive shopping some more. went off to mug at the bestest mugging place ever, cartel. i was so sleepy please. stupid internal clock hasnt quite adjusted itself yet since subcomm camp. i know!! tt was like so long ago!! ohwells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;browsing thru FB [facebook, not fashion bar] and found another event! heh. konnichiWOAH! ((: photography exhibition by 24 VSC students from TP. i is wanna go leh. actually, everybody shld go. hur. and seriously, FB is evil. wasting my time awayyyy... noooo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;log on to FB first. den click &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=620225&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;o=all&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=17842442622&amp;amp;aid=-1&amp;amp;oid=17842442622&amp;amp;id=545447983"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to go see this damn nice pic which i think owns the rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-6206371507449451576?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/6206371507449451576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=6206371507449451576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/6206371507449451576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/6206371507449451576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/07/hokay.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-4116708043117113059</id><published>2008-07-13T16:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T16:29:08.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;came home from subcomm camp last night. was alright. actually, dont feel like blogging abt subcomm camp.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ronrolheiser.com/columnarchive/search_detail.php?rec_id=414"&gt;here's whats inside my head.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;moving on now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;session by swee today!! so funny, cuz swee was doing p&amp;amp;w. den he wanted to prompt us to sing chorus again. and the line was 'when the night seems so long'. but then, he said 'when the night seems so young' hahahahah!! yes, everybody started laughing. lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;stupid david cook song stuck in my head. yes! the always be my baby one! first, the john seah put on repeat mode and blasted the speakers in lounge. still print lyrics all. then today, the oliver lee cannot stop playing it on guitar. and when he doesnt play it on guitar, he sings/hums -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;many thousands of quizzes this week. can i just re-take this sem already )): not motivated to study leh. not good at all. hmpf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;log's doing book reading this month. so im off to get my screwtape letters soon. its this book by c.s. lewis abt a devil uncle writing to his devil nephew. classified under literature leh. dunno hard to interpret anot. hur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when the night seems so long [throw your hands to the sky]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you can sing a new song [wipe the tears from your eyes]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when you're weak, He is strong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He can heal your wounded soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and calm the storm inside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-4116708043117113059?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/4116708043117113059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=4116708043117113059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/4116708043117113059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/4116708043117113059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/07/came-home-from-subcomm-camp-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-3454219183368431259</id><published>2008-07-13T15:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T15:56:47.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i missed log outing. again. this is frustrating. i told myself not to let it happen again. but really, it always cant be helped. and it feels even worst when they say its okay, there'll always be a next time, go and do what you have to do, we're always here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;fuck.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i hate this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-3454219183368431259?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/3454219183368431259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=3454219183368431259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/3454219183368431259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/3454219183368431259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-missed-log-outing.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-4188937370007583404</id><published>2008-07-09T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T00:02:08.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;liver's coming back today. liver's coming back today. liver's coming back today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;liver's coming back today. liver's coming back today. liver's coming back today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;liver's coming back today. liver's coming back today. liver's coming back today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;liver's coming back today. liver's coming back today. liver's coming back today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;-relieved-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-4188937370007583404?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/4188937370007583404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=4188937370007583404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/4188937370007583404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/4188937370007583404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/07/livers-coming-back-today.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-2594341209967353115</id><published>2008-07-06T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T23:53:57.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;von suspcts she had food poisoning this morning )): boo... couldnt even get up for 9am. so in the end had to miss session to go 10.45 mass instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;kong: dont worry you will get well within... ... [thinks to himself; prolly asking god at the same time tt if he prays to give me a reasonable time to get well] ...17hrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;von [ignoring his child-like innocence]: huh?! 17hrs very long leh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;kong chided: i said within 17 hrs. means maybe you will get well in 1 or 2 hrs time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;lol!! hahah. kong always make me laugh. anyways, didnt feel well enough to do anything the whole day! die lah tml. went for val's surprise farewell. somebody stupidly foiled the surprise plan. spoiler leh. poor ben. hah! and, i saw mitchell falkoff's brother there. uncanny resemblance. hur. his bro cuter lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;cant wait for liver and swee's return from brunei. on wed and thu. yay!!!! i is misses them alot alot leh. sigh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;k, tml wear sjc uniform go school. lol! i hope no one stares at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-2594341209967353115?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/2594341209967353115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=2594341209967353115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/2594341209967353115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/2594341209967353115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/07/von-suspcts-she-had-food-poisoning-this.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-1297197645946935183</id><published>2008-07-05T22:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T23:14:03.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;listening to: Like A Star by corrine bailey rae&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yday on the bus i told brandon that im going to meet my gf after meeting tml. and the lady sitting on my other side turned and looked at me. i think she thinks im a lesbian. lol! ohwells. IJ girls always get mistaken eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;yes i met gen today to go to &lt;em&gt;the prolateriate poetry factory&lt;/em&gt; at the substation. [dictionary.com spells it as prolatariate] you give them a word or phrase and they churn out a poem inspired by the word. then you pay any amount you want ((: so awesome lah. its funny how they make it so personal, like it speaks to you. and yet so general, that anyone can understand and relate to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;gen was so kuku today please!! hahah! cant stand la. where do babies come from indeed?! sheesh gf. sorry readers, censored story behind it. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;gen decides to buy a pencilbox and stickers for her bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;von points to some press-press stickers and starts raving abt the awesome stickers from Xcessories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;gen: yea! i like press-press stickers too!!! but what if he dont like arh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;lol! cuteness lah you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyways AGM yday. the dsc pres got diana+ edelweiss edition leh!! got it from HK at 75 ): ah nvm la. mine's prolly hovering above the pacific ocean, on its way to mommy... heh. so after that, went fashionbar with SU and BSC pple. made frens with roy. yay! he can teach me how to use 120mm film cuz apparently he had so much trouble with it, brandon and i keep laughing at the way he complains. lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;left FB early. but mum found out anyway. i swear i wasnt drunk. maybe my face too red. ohwells. she kept bugging me whole morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;mum: can you promise me you wont go drink again anot?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;von: i can promise i'll tell you who im gg with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hur. von is being a difficult daughter lah. hmmm, besides the usual stuff, i got offered UWA for internship!! it wasnt even my first choice y'know. but this is good. cuz UWA more recognized. and i get to do my major project over there so it doesnt look bad on my transcript. k, now must think of finances. ideas anyone? ohyea, and make BMS and aussie frens. yes, to those who know, i wont bitch anymore la. feel evil alrdy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ps. poem below. enjoi. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-1297197645946935183?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/1297197645946935183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=1297197645946935183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/1297197645946935183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/1297197645946935183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/07/listening-to-like-star-by-corrine.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-2293703802713658604</id><published>2008-07-05T22:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T22:25:07.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did they come in peace?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;______Is a frequent question put forth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;___over the course of a solar life time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;_________did the journey take&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;________who knows what they expected&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;____________to find on arrival on this little blue orb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;__________three orbits out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;__________&lt;strike&gt;fro&lt;/strike&gt; from lifegiving light&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;_______Were their hearts hardened by the chill of the void?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;_____(like when i wake without you in the night)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;___________Or &lt;strike&gt;were their&lt;/strike&gt; did their hermetically sealed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;________________&lt;strike&gt;hearts&lt;/strike&gt; environments cocoon them from the&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;__________vacuum and the radiation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;_______________in the same way your being has kept mine?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;The Prolateriate Poetry Factory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-2293703802713658604?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/2293703802713658604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=2293703802713658604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/2293703802713658604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/2293703802713658604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/07/did-they-come-in-peace-is-frequent.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-3389312016304711736</id><published>2008-06-30T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T00:06:32.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;weeee... today is perfect day (: 'cept for saprn lec. but nvm that. cuz i met caleb, lingwei, brandon, zihui, elene, her cousin and eric for lunch at sugarloaf. heh. adeline was on duty. yay!!!! havent seen her for awhile now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyways caleb was being retarded as usual. and there wasnt enough to eat at sugarloaf so we ended up eating more at mensa. lol!! lab after tt was alright. i think jomer is only himself, cranky and all, in our class. other class seem to have it different with him. hahah! tt's not a bad thing lah. he damn nice to disturb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;after tt went back to lounge to meet the rest for dinner. elene and her cousin, eric, brandon, lingwei, edwin and hakim. were at long john's and discussing abt ear lobes. lol!! yes, tt was blardy random. anyways, i finally bought a norah jones cd!!! ((: its the chinese version kind. they even have translated lyrics k! hahah. budden norah jones is jazz. i love!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;too bad 'dont know why' and 'come away with me' not included )):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so anyways after tt, lw fetched me home. she's one crazy driver i tell you. hahah! we blasted trance music and drove behind a traffic police. she almost hit the bike at the traffic light lah. lol! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and my perfect day ended with mass convo with brandon, john, chris and tat. hahah. they is freaking retarded pls. make me laugh like madddd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;k, gonna post my comment to order my diana -grins- den off to swim and thread tml!! toodles world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-3389312016304711736?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/3389312016304711736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=3389312016304711736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/3389312016304711736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/3389312016304711736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/06/weeee.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-3195896995678373912</id><published>2008-06-28T20:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T20:39:15.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;this is blardy painful. to have to go thru prog stuff to get ideas for subcomm camp. elene just sent me some more games which came from clifton. and i have my own stash of files. opened the stupid pyramid mass game that was suppose to be final clash wet weather. and i see the sample picture drawn on an air force notebook. gahhhh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sorry elene, didnt mean to put you thru this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-3195896995678373912?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/3195896995678373912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=3195896995678373912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/3195896995678373912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/3195896995678373912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-is-blardy-painful.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-8560185158634057548</id><published>2008-06-28T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T00:52:39.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hokay. i is buay tahan. super tired. i need a break. i dowan to do anything for the weekend pls. which is so not possible. argh. blardy bpharm. and saprn. that's surgical and anesthetic principles for you. i havent told my parents yet, but i got back my sucky term test results. argh. help lah. i dont understand leh. i studied. and! i dont do below average pls! i dont even do average!! gahhhh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hokay, on a happy note, i bought stickers today!!!! its damn cute leh!!!! the can press press kind that nise is not scared of. and the picture like poey draw one! bwahahah! that time in stoner's room on the whiteboard, he drew a whole zoo. yea that kind. with the stupid jagged lion's teeth. hahah. okay, you need to see it to know what im saying. its so funny and amusing, the moment i picked it up i started laughing. lol. right in the shop okay. yes okay this is all very random, but im just trying to make my happy paragraph longer than my ranting paragraph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so you see, im actually having a very nice life. hur. until i get the blardy results sorted out and start managing my time well that is. hokay i suppose to find someone to go session with me this week. anybody up for taize?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-8560185158634057548?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/8560185158634057548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=8560185158634057548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/8560185158634057548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/8560185158634057548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/06/hokay_28.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-5709301023951194202</id><published>2008-06-20T00:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T00:56:00.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so i went back to school today for bpharmacology proj meeting. which resulted in work being delegated -.- den joan called to ask what time to visit carmen, and i ended up cabbing to cine just to catch a movie with the log girls. and jon. hahah! pimp! watched 'dont mess with the zohan' which was pretty retarded. some pple cant take tt kind of show but its totally what i'll pay to watch. hur. and anyways, its the last log outing before i get busy with school and SU again. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after tt, joan and i headed to gleneagles to surprise carmen ((: shayenne so cute lah. dunno how to spell la but damn kawaii leh. kept hicupping all the time. heh. she's moving to serangoon soon so damn convienient for me to go see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt, went to meet the rest again for dinner at thai express. this time plus swee and poey. they got thursday night out?? erm, yea. dunno lah. hur. just damn glad to see them. and poey told me not to worry cuz he wont be going to brunei cuz he's the sai kang of air wing. only pilots go. sigh. and swee wont be back on sunday cuz he got confined [live firing] that bozo!! but not like i'll be ard also ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hokay. school's starting next week. better prepare for another rough term ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;matthew 13:44-46&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-5709301023951194202?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/5709301023951194202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=5709301023951194202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/5709301023951194202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/5709301023951194202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/06/so-i-went-back-to-school-today-for.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-7278460898299629228</id><published>2008-06-18T11:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T12:21:21.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so i've been away during the weekend. went off to do con camp!!!! omg. was amazing!!!! -starts singing 'amazing love... how can it be...'- heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anyways, was in music with nutcase, nise, jason, tim tan, michelle [who is tim's sis] and my own dearest jie jie. so every prac u can hear both tim and i going jie here, jie there. hurhur. nise was my personal guitarist. woots nise you rock. i mean literally cuz she brought her electric rock guitar, the one with the pedal tt makes the sound go 'wao... wao...' heh. and both of us so spastic in camp. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;for example: nise stones and is lost in outer space. von waves her hand in front of nise 'nise?' nise jumps back to reality 'oh sorry! i imagining myself being a drummer' both burst out laughing!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahha. not forgetting her uncomprehendable fear of stickers. ohmann. i really wanna put up pics but shaun andy uploaded 11 albums on FB and our pics are like one in a million. the rest all of facils and confirmants. bahhhh. musicians like programmers liddat. only appear when needed. hur. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;here're the pics anyway lah. more on FB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/SFiIAX-SL8I/AAAAAAAAAOw/1UvJADR2J0o/s1600-h/log+++stoners.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213066108697980866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/SFiIAX-SL8I/AAAAAAAAAOw/1UvJADR2J0o/s320/log+%2B+stoners.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; log + stoners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/SFiIAgLpVZI/AAAAAAAAAO4/GvNuiNlvH9Y/s1600-h/the+facils.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213066110901507474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/SFiIAgLpVZI/AAAAAAAAAO4/GvNuiNlvH9Y/s320/the+facils.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; the facils&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/SFiIArANi6I/AAAAAAAAAPA/WjyGGjO6Wbs/s1600-h/warm+fuzzies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213066113806338978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/SFiIArANi6I/AAAAAAAAAPA/WjyGGjO6Wbs/s320/warm+fuzzies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;warm fuzzies!! musician warm fuzzies are damn high tech. thru sms one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/SFiIA4UPccI/AAAAAAAAAPI/hfB4TfTA_Z8/s1600-h/parents.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213066117380010434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/SFiIA4UPccI/AAAAAAAAAPI/hfB4TfTA_Z8/s320/parents.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/SFiIAwMTJgI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ajZCcASHLhQ/s1600-h/confirmants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213066115199215106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/SFiIAwMTJgI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ajZCcASHLhQ/s320/confirmants.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;confirmants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213066873158358610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/SFiIs3z11lI/AAAAAAAAAPY/bvgcs7tS5aI/s320/uncle+mike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;uncle mike. awww...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213066875358670178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/SFiItAAb7WI/AAAAAAAAAPg/PnauQmsdkT8/s320/wash+feet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;washing of feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=20494581676&amp;amp;ref=share"&gt;video!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;brought to you by 'MIDNIGHT productions' lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;cuz they did the whole video within one night! and omg, i did video before, during make a wish. they is damn zai lah. praise god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;cant seem to find the group picture anywhere )): shall go hunt again. anyways, i've been tasked to go buy guestbook for AGM. off i go now. swee, so cute just now. he msged asking when school term starts. and i told him this monday den asked why. he said, that means he'll be seeing less of me )): soon la huh? i wont be gone forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-7278460898299629228?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/7278460898299629228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=7278460898299629228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/7278460898299629228'/><link rel='self' 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style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;had a really rude shock this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thot it was a prank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was numb at first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den thruout the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very slowly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and painfully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reality sets in.&lt;br /&gt;im not the only one who's badly affected by it.&lt;br /&gt;dont know anyone whom so many pple would grieve for as they try to get on with their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still rmb when i was in yr1. you were social head. and the only exco who seriously talked to me and considered with me my future in SU and in programme. and in yr2, when i stepped up to become prog head, i knew the 3 of us always had your support. you and pam would often meet us to plan training for the proggers. and i rmbed when u rushed down to prog chalet, stayed thruout the night just to help us. you'll be dearly missed. everytime i think of you now, i always picture you smiling or laughing. and i know you'ld want us to do the same as well. this is for the family and loved ones who feel the same pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h4&gt; This is for my peoples who just lost somebody&lt;br /&gt;Your best friend, your baby, your man, or your lady&lt;br /&gt;Put your hand way up high&lt;br /&gt;We will never say bye (no, no, no)&lt;br /&gt;Mamas, daddies, sisters, brothers, friends and cousins&lt;br /&gt;This is for my peoples who lost their grandmothers&lt;br /&gt;Lift your head to the sky 'cause we will never say bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a child there were them times&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get it but you kept me in line&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know why you didn't show up sometimes&lt;br /&gt;It's something more than saying "I miss you"&lt;br /&gt;But when we talked too&lt;br /&gt;All them grown folk things&lt;br /&gt;Separation brings&lt;br /&gt;You never let me know it&lt;br /&gt;You never let it show because&lt;br /&gt;You loved me and obviously&lt;br /&gt;There's so much more left to say&lt;br /&gt;If you were with me today face to face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;I never knew I could hurt like this&lt;br /&gt;And everyday life goes on like&lt;br /&gt;"I wish I could talk to you for awhile"&lt;br /&gt;"I wish I could find a way try not to cry"&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by&lt;br /&gt;And soon as you reach a better place&lt;br /&gt;Still I'll give the whole world to see your face&lt;br /&gt;And I'm right here next to you&lt;br /&gt;It feels like you gone too soon&lt;br /&gt;The hardest thing to do is say bye bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bye Bye [3x])&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you never got the chance to see how good I've done&lt;br /&gt;And you never got to see me back at number one&lt;br /&gt;I wish that you were here to celebrate together&lt;br /&gt;I wish that we could spend the holidays together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when you used to tuck me in at night&lt;br /&gt;With the Teddy Bear you gave to me that I held so tight&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were so strong&lt;br /&gt;That you can make it through whatever&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to accept the fact you're gone forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(bye bye bye bye bye bye [3x])&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-7907362864962661721?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/7907362864962661721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=7907362864962661721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/7907362864962661721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/7907362864962661721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/06/had-really-rude-shock-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-2432446821474487837</id><published>2008-06-07T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T23:49:38.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sex and the city was awesome!! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so funny cuz every scene is like a re-enactment of the 5 of us lah. hurhur. so as any dope could have guessed, no we didnt go sentosa in the end ): but we did chill at corduroy cafe. heh. pretty comfy place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and i finally bought the organizer from amk hub. omg! 20+ bucks k! but damn nice pls. got monthly and weekly planner. and got random pages of spastic drawings. and the theme of the whole book is some music. so got diff genres of music like jazz! and rock and classical on diff pages. i love! -beams-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hokay so im like going thru my extensive files of songs to help choose songs to play on my sister's wedding. keep choosing all those from the 80's. heh. like those by bread. yes, there is a band called bread. lol. mian bao. mann, i love the 80's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;k. off to xander's first month tml!! toodles love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-2432446821474487837?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/2432446821474487837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=2432446821474487837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/2432446821474487837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/2432446821474487837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/06/sex-and-city-was-awesome-so-funny-cuz.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-7560645970970952349</id><published>2008-06-05T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T22:55:44.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;a woman is the prettiest on the day of her wedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;especially if its my sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;okay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so its just ROM. she'll look even better in church. heh. on the day of wedding leh. not day of registering. hur. omg omg. cant wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but cant say i want tt day to come either. tho its just 2 storeys above, im gonna miss irritating her out of bed, or chiong-ing to the toilet before her, or always using the com when she taking 5min break, or dumping her laundry on the bed [muahah!] or or or omg!! i cant borrow her clothes any more!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ecks. hmmm, nvm lah. i still get to cab with her to church. and if i forgot my hse keys, at least got place to go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;die lah!! surgical anaesthetics tml!! havent mug finish!! gahhhh. must wake up at some ungodly hour again. chiong finish all topics den go straight to school -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;which also means i gotta go now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;woots lah. today i borrow phone from joan, today can collect my own phone -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;seriously...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-7560645970970952349?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/7560645970970952349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=7560645970970952349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/7560645970970952349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/7560645970970952349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/06/woman-is-prettiest-on-day-of-her.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-972294184670639111</id><published>2008-06-05T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T12:25:45.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;check this out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.news.yahoo.com/afp/20080604/ten-germany-switzerland-religion-offbeat-1dc2b55.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;biblical theme park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-972294184670639111?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/972294184670639111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=972294184670639111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/972294184670639111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/972294184670639111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/06/check-this-out-biblical-theme-park.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-1473804656682962432</id><published>2008-06-05T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T00:53:57.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;caleb sending new hillsong album! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;k, i swear im so lousy without a phone. sent my failure-to-boot nokia 5610 to repair and im like stuck everyday without alarm clock, cant put reminders, cant read my msges, cant call anyone. and today sherry and alicia like stood me up at the airport lah! suppose to go study but they prolly had a change of plans and i have no phoneeee!!!! rawr!!!! i dont even know what happened until now -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nvm lah. 5 solid hours of mugging. beat that! 5 hours STRAIGHT arh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sister's ROM tml (: heh. exciting leh. i hope it doesnt rain. omg. i cant wait for the weekend! end of term test. first exco 0809 meeting. dinner with ex comm. sentosa with the girls on saturday. some how i think shld have alternative plan. sucky weather these few days leh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;k. gotta go rest my hand. seriously arh, just now after i finished my notes right, my writing hand cramped. as in really cannot move at all, until i got quite scared. its alright now lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sigh. which also means i can write for the paper on friday. eeyerh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ps. the new hillsong album is awesome! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-1473804656682962432?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/1473804656682962432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=1473804656682962432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/1473804656682962432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/1473804656682962432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/06/yay-caleb-sending-new-hillsong-album-k.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-95533614725026467</id><published>2008-06-03T22:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T22:40:39.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hokay. goodmorning world. time now is 10.18PM!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;start mugging von. anyways, whole lot of stuff has happened. new comm has been elected!! pls refer below to list of pple:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;brandon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;tatyi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;john&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;kahyuen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;edwin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;claudine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;geraldine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;gideon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;chris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;emilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;von!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;zain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;im damn stone and emotionless right now. my dad just dropped a bomb on me. here's the gist of the story:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sister says okay to osip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;dad says okay to osip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;mom [finally] says okay to osip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;dad asks to reconsider cuz finances abit tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so now, stone from the nap i just woke up from. emotionless from not knowing what to feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;angry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;no. not really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;guilty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;half.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;disappointed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but then von never takes no for an answer. and so within the last few hours, i've alrdy conjured plans to raise funds. dunno if my dad will let me tho. sigh. conservative pple dont really believe the generosity of friends and determination of a 'lil girl' will land someone in osip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hopeful?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;definately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-95533614725026467?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/95533614725026467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=95533614725026467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/95533614725026467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/95533614725026467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/06/hokay.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-3309780221147227759</id><published>2008-05-27T18:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T19:00:15.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;bwahah! my daddy so cute this morning. he was driving me to school when he saw my chroma de runway bag of sweets. so i erm havent really told my parents im running for elections, again. but they saw the board and posters around so yea. hahah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so he asked: buy so much sweets for what? waste money ar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;von: huh. no lah. its for me to bribe pple for votes. heh. -sheepish smile-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;dad: come come give one here&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[in a slightly annoyed manner]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;lol. fathers dont crave for sweets early in the morning do they? hurhur. oh yea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY GLENN SANDHU!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hope you had a &lt;strike&gt;good&lt;/strike&gt; great day ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-3309780221147227759?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/3309780221147227759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=3309780221147227759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/3309780221147227759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/3309780221147227759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/05/bwahah-my-daddy-so-cute-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-8287435018569147011</id><published>2008-05-26T22:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T22:47:27.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yay. koped all these from giddy's blog. all in random order except mine. heh. gave up trying to position them properly lah. gahhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh yea, all those from design school, PLEASE VOTE FOR CHRYSTAL, AMOS AND ISSAC. cuz they are nice pple who helped me do last minute poster thruout the weekend!! okay lah, more of chrystal. heh. and i super like the roco roco lookalike thingies ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;can you imagine what they can do for DSC -beams-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hokay. here it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/SDrKdi__XpI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ohdL2RU1QRE/s1600-h/tritone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204694928340246162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/SDrKdi__XpI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ohdL2RU1QRE/s320/tritone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br 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/&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/SDrJ9i__XfI/AAAAAAAAANQ/rdlFFu7DySU/s1600-h/2516726248_d92a71d943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204694378584432114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/SDrJ9i__XfI/AAAAAAAAANQ/rdlFFu7DySU/s320/2516726248_d92a71d943.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/SDrJ9y__XgI/AAAAAAAAANY/l8xsv-bmfM4/s1600-h/brandon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204694382879399426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/SDrJ9y__XgI/AAAAAAAAANY/l8xsv-bmfM4/s320/brandon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/SDrJ-C__XhI/AAAAAAAAANg/mmUdsnFpjt8/s1600-h/DESIGN1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204694387174366738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/SDrJ-C__XhI/AAAAAAAAANg/mmUdsnFpjt8/s320/DESIGN1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204695688549457570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/SDrLJy__XqI/AAAAAAAAAOo/XZIavHYo-dU/s320/gerc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204694391469334050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/SDrJ-S__XiI/AAAAAAAAANo/lIbUo7MPEDY/s320/finale1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-8287435018569147011?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/8287435018569147011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=8287435018569147011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/8287435018569147011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/8287435018569147011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/05/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/SDrKdi__XpI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ohdL2RU1QRE/s72-c/tritone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-6865554236622221447</id><published>2008-05-23T22:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T22:59:19.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;nv thot i'll get pass the 3 hrs of blardy LAST lab. so yes, i collected blood from the mouse tail and submandibular!! yay. no more running away. its funny how smtg so unrelated can give me so much strength.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;joan came to school to meet me today ((: and i took her around TP. heh. to go see everyone's elections posters. lol. woots. showed her everywhere, and i think i was bragging abt TP too much. hahah. eh cant help it lah. love school too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;today damn kuku ar. we went ikea and giant to buy LOG room stuff. super bimbos leh we two. rofl. first, at ikea, we wanted to push the trolley into the lift. den my dear gf rammed the thing against the metal lift and everyone in the lift stared at us. hahah!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;den at giant. again smtg to do with trolleys. joan passed me loose coins to change for the $1 coin for the trolley. den while we were on the travellator, i dropped a 10 cent. which fell into the groove of the travellator and rolled downwards. lol!! and everyone behind us was looking at their feet/stepping away/trying to stop the coin rolling further. hahahah!! omg lah. so paisei. both of us laugh until stomach ache. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyways, for those who dont alrdy know,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VON IS RUNNING FOR TPSU!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pls vote for yvonne at cyber centre from 27-29 May&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;this is me. on the left. hur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;yea, my picture in the voting system got my fringe all down my forehead. so this is the nicest, closest equivalent (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203586955626896866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/SDbaxC__XeI/AAAAAAAAANI/o076qquBxdE/s320/27-07-06_1858.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;i want this enough. i want this badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-6865554236622221447?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/6865554236622221447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=6865554236622221447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/6865554236622221447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/6865554236622221447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/05/nv-thot-ill-get-pass-3-hrs-of-blardy.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/SDbaxC__XeI/AAAAAAAAANI/o076qquBxdE/s72-c/27-07-06_1858.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-1794364555934791989</id><published>2008-05-18T00:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T00:30:46.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>never will 13 be the same again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-1794364555934791989?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/1794364555934791989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=1794364555934791989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/1794364555934791989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/1794364555934791989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/05/never-will-13-be-same-again.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-4937904210489524092</id><published>2008-05-15T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T23:40:46.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;dont cry because its over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;laugh because it happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;something i koped from chrystal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you have something to say? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe that's why you keep callin', callin' me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe you are too afraid &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And that is why you keep stallin', stallin because &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know there's something here that matters &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So baby tell me so I can make things better &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So you know that.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**Nothing's important right now besides something beautiful laying face down &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bury your eyes deep in the pillows of wanting more than something that's capable &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing's important right now besides someone suitable being left out &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bury our bodies so deep in the sheets of wanting more than we really need &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Break it down &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will you just give us a shot? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And before you discard our progress &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I know it's asking a lot but seeing you was a promise &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'm confident on how my heart decides &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Till you decided to go and change your mind &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And say that I can't spend the night &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause you don't want to offend someone else you're dating &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uh, come on (Nothing's important right now) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Waiting on a heartbeat &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That you've stolen from me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Waiting on a heartbeat &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's making me feel empty &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can anyone really love young&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;strong&gt;the higher&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-4937904210489524092?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/4937904210489524092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=4937904210489524092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/4937904210489524092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/4937904210489524092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/05/dont-cry-because-its-over-laugh-because.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-8247933027987345825</id><published>2008-05-03T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T00:50:12.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;adapted from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://divergal.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;elene's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;alice was travelling along a footpath when the pathway divided and formed two separate roads for her to choose. she didnt know which path to take. then, the cheshire cat appeared and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;she asked the cat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;'&lt;strong&gt;can&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;you help me? which path shld i take?&lt;/strong&gt;' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the cat questioned &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;'&lt;strong&gt;well, where do you wanna go?&lt;/strong&gt;' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;alice said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;'&lt;strong&gt;hmmm, i dont know&lt;/strong&gt;' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and the cat replied &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;'&lt;strong&gt;if you dont know where you wanna go, it doesnt matter which path you take does it?&lt;/strong&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hokay. i do know where i wanna go. it just seem apt to post this. hur. what if i wanna be in two places at one time arh? heh. ohwells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;eh, my mom watches project runway!! hahahahahahhahaah. i know, damn bad. she watch the same episode twice some more. lol. its the second last challenge where the top 3 will be chosen to go for fashion week. and christian won the challenge. i predict he wins ((: i cant even rmb the names of the other pple lah. and i predicted correctly the previous season. yay. so go christian!! he kinda reminds me of aaron from ADM leh. hur. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;back from ger's bday. heh. crys and i made beehoon popiah cuz we dont eat mang kuang [erm, its turnip lah but im used to calling it mang kuang] its damn nice!! next bbq or subcomm dinner must have pls. anyways, off to mug with gen tml. nice breakfast at cartel first ((: den full day of mugging. okay, maybe not full since we're intending to go shop. heh. i wanna cut bangs too!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;yay!! den more movies to watch!! cuz we were at poey's hse yday watching devil wears prada. and i kope 4 more to watch at home. bwahah!! byebye evil video ezy. hello poey and library. more tim burton!!!! woots. tim burton rocks serious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hokay. i is going to sleep now. been waking up in the middle of the night these few days. maybe tt explains the dizzy spells in the day -shrugs- i actually skipped csas -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-8247933027987345825?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/8247933027987345825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=8247933027987345825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/8247933027987345825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/8247933027987345825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/05/adapted-from-elenes-blog-alice-was.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-3061341824734870456</id><published>2008-05-01T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T21:42:30.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;omg. am i pissed or what lah. not at anyone or at anything in particular actually. its just that the whole world is asking the same question: so are you running? so how? are you? class. SU. log. parents. and i dont have the answer. y'know sometimes i think so hard that my head literally hurts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;you know whats the worst thing? the worst thing is that i cant find a single frikin person who can stand in my shoes and look from all angles and tell me what they think. school pple definately dont know much abt church groups. and church pple know less than nuts abt SU. and parents...ohmy. lets not start. they just want me to stay home 24/7 and mug so i can go uni. and it doesnt help that i just calculated my gpa. even scoring all As for the whole of this yr [that's 2 sems btw] wont get me into a uni. &lt;strike&gt;fuck.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;somebody help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-3061341824734870456?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/3061341824734870456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=3061341824734870456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/3061341824734870456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/3061341824734870456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/05/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-8697496477545666937</id><published>2008-04-29T23:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T00:15:06.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ow! i bumped my knee while trying to answer my phone cuz my parents are sleeping. so pain -whines- just came back from FO main comm dinner. rawr. durian puffs are evil. and omg, we played zhou ji mi ma. hurhur. always kena the same pple. damn fun lah. sigh. its gonna end soon aint it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;suppose to go crash venos chalet. actually not crash lah. heh. programmers are invited!! woots. budden nv go. cuz my mum keep complaining abt how my dad nags abt how i keep coming home late. walao. if you havent met my dad, you havent met any male who has nagged so much in his life. den still complain these few days neighbourhood filled with all the bangladeshi workers cuz got lift upgrading blah blah. and my mum's not pissed with me coming home late. she's pissed with my dad for talking so much. so she makes me come home early -.- how logical. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;spoke to my mum tt day about running for elections again. she quite supportive. i think. den damn cute. cuz she said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'as a leader, you must also pray for your ka kia'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hurhur. damn cute arh. den i think she help me speak to my dad cuz when they came back, they wanted to see FO photos. den i showed them lah. and my dad said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'yea lah. show us the photos lah. otherwise how we know what you do in school. wah! so many people arh!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hur. thank goodness for the thousand over photos xh kope from vc. lol. anyways, tt's settled. so erm...yea. met up with joan, mag and abi the other day. abi's due in may!! yay!! the baby confirm have many many godma lah. heh. and and and me is going tanning with gen on thurs!! woots. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;rawr. i miss poey )): he's like the only one from log i still msn/msg lah. besides joan tt is. he got into air wing, so he's damn slack now. omg. i miss dinners at coffee bean with swee. and walks home with liver/soo/swee/kong/dan/jason. and and and kong chasing after them cuz we always shout 'kong you're fat!' hurhur. and singing with nise. omg. we wanna record song until where lah? and hugs/drawings of giraffes from jes! who's in spain? or is it barcelona? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dunno whats happening lah. read joan's blog den super emo. i opened my folder and scan thru all the mission trip pictures and what was 3-4 months ago seem like it happened many years ago. all i can think of is kong saying, we'll be at RK, eating prata when we're 30 yrs old. some with our own kids alrdy. and all our kids are playing together. sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where are you guys? )):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194699874140234386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/SBdIA0jlIpI/AAAAAAAAANA/u6nmq66QESc/s320/LOG%252BMission%252B07-30122007general0077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-8697496477545666937?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/8697496477545666937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=8697496477545666937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/8697496477545666937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/8697496477545666937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/04/ow-i-bumped-my-knee-while-trying-to.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/SBdIA0jlIpI/AAAAAAAAANA/u6nmq66QESc/s72-c/LOG%252BMission%252B07-30122007general0077.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-5298654112102431622</id><published>2008-04-25T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T00:40:54.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'll betcha, in the ten thousand years that TPSU existed, there is no one comm tt is more bonded than the current comm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ohmy. just came home from my last ever meeting for the AY. y'know what we were doing before we left lounge anot. hur. we exchanged all the excos namecards within ourselves [FO main comm], signed and kept all 13 kaes. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i'll never forget our first retreat lah. seems like yday that it happened. and the last retreat at glenn's hse. omg. both times also damn emo. but it was the both times tt brought all 13 of us as close as ever. sure, we dont talk to each other everyday. but there is this sense of unity, especially whenever we facing 'big monsters'. wah. super rebellious together pls. hur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;im not sure what the next comm is gonna be like. and its because of some of you guys that the possibility of running for exco is slowly creeping into my mind again. but i'll nv forget my experience with you other 12 lah. sigh. damn emo now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;on a side note, yes, it is confirmed that i am seriously considering to run again. hurhur. i blogged on LOG blog that im scared of giving up SU. not being able to step into lounge again, not able to do stuff for open hse, tpRawks etc. and the last few days have been spent finding all sorts of things to do once SU is gone from my life. [photography, french, cookie business] hur. yes, my last post was on 'tasklist' for the AY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and i slowly realise that i am able to forget the monotonous/comfortable way of life. that i am looking forward to new stuff. which is a good thing, because i would nv wanna run elections for fear of giving up 'exco-ship'. its always difficult to run for pure intentions and for the good of SU. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but now that i've gotten over tt fear of giving up exco life, im struggling with things that i have to sacrifice if i do get in -.- my parents just gave the green light for osip yday. and i really do want to ace all my subjects for this sem. my sis is getting married this year as well. alot alot of reasons and contradictions gg thru my head lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i'll need to go talk to a few more pple before i decide i guess. but from now on, its serious business alrdy. need to start thinking alot alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i hope others running would think abt their decisions seriously and carefully as well. den maybe this AY, we'll get another bonded team of excos!! hokay, im being optimistic here. whoever gets in, gets in lah. but whoever runs shld know what they are running for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sigh. i'll slp on it for tonight. watch this space. maybe i'll post my posters up here. hurhur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;passion can never be lost&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;only ignored&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-5298654112102431622?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/5298654112102431622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=5298654112102431622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/5298654112102431622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/5298654112102431622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/04/ill-betcha-in-ten-thousand-years-that.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-1451344931238027045</id><published>2008-04-23T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T23:46:57.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hokay. yday was kuku lah. hurhur. wanted to blog budden was on msn with thousand and one pple. so anyways, while the rest of the world follows the standard calendar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i tell you, after the first 2 yrs in poly, your mind suddenly shifts time frame or smtg. first week of school just feels like start of the yr. hur. and start of the AY means new beginnings, more resolutions and new stuff to do. woots. exciting lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;k, must blog so that whoever reads can bug me abt my 'tasklist' and 'wishlist' for the yr ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TASKLIST:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-learn photography&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-master french [fluently. den can pick hot french guys up from the french school nearby. hur]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OKAY. IM KIDDING.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-set up cookie business&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-help with confirmation camp&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-possibility of OSIP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strike&gt;-possibility of big falling out with parents&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-watch more theatrical plays&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-get involved with social work&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WISHLIST:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-shades&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-running shoes [nike/pony]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-hand-drawn pumps [nise]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-havaianas [with the diamante]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-eyeliner &amp;amp; rouge [anna sui]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-new set of bikinis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-hair cut!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-at least one weird toy camera&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;yay. exciting &lt;strike&gt;last&lt;/strike&gt; year ahead. must get good good grades this sem pls. i've got weird lecturers this sem again. save for dr lim ren. woots lah. i predict he's the next jason chang. too bad we didnt get him again this sem. damn exciting to see the competition arh. hur. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;talk of elections are going ard alrdy. yes yes, this is the correct timing tho i must say it came a bit too prematurely last AY, died down and its back on topic now. its madly confusing lah. i have frens who are supporting extreme ends of my decision. of cos i know tt if i really wanted to go all out for it, my disapproving frens would go all out for me also. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;still in a dilemma. and like i said, my worried mind will nv rest until next commitee is set. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;rawr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ps. the abrupt ending is due to my distracted mind flying off to some other random window, and thus unable to mend back the broken train of thots i had to rant. nights now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-1451344931238027045?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/1451344931238027045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=1451344931238027045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/1451344931238027045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/1451344931238027045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/04/hokay.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-6820710101877729449</id><published>2008-04-23T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T00:23:57.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh my. first time we having exco mass convo. hur. retarded pple lah pls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-6820710101877729449?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/6820710101877729449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=6820710101877729449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/6820710101877729449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/6820710101877729449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-my.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-5063449469637837067</id><published>2008-04-15T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T23:26:04.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;take time to realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;that your warmth is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;crashing down on in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;take time to realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;that i am on your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;didnt i, didnt i tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but i cant spell it out for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;no its never gonna be that simple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;no i cant spell it out for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*if you just realize what i just realized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;then we'd be perfect for each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and we'll never find another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;just realize what i just realized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;we'd never have to wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;if we missed out on each other now*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;take time to realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh-oh, im on your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;didnt i, didnt i tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;take time to realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;this all can pass you by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;didnt i tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but i cant spell it out for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;no its never gonna be that simple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;no i cant spell it out for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but its not all the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;no its never the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;if you dont feel it too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;if you meet me halfway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;if you would meet me halfway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it could be the same for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;missed out on each other now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;missed out on each other now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;realize by colbie caillat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-5063449469637837067?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/5063449469637837067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=5063449469637837067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/5063449469637837067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/5063449469637837067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/04/take-time-to-realize-that-your-warmth.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-4041563469719498575</id><published>2008-04-13T20:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T21:10:18.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;FO is over. after all the preparations for a good half a year. over in 6 days. its kind of a bittersweet feeling. sometimes the programme work almost kills you. and yet you dont ever want it to be over. its like an addiction. the feeling you get after watching too many episodes of a serial consecutively. den when you reach the final episode, you cherish every minute of whatever happens. and after that, there's a sad emptiness. and yet, happiness that its over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;last project for excos have ended. after week zero, we'll finally finish our term in office. sigh. ohmy. conflicting emotions pls. i know i said at glenn's hse tt i almost confirm wouldnt be running again next year. but tt thot just doesnt seem to leave my head. until the commitee for the next AY is confirmed i guess. aye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sigh. might go for &lt;a href="http://www.choice.org.sg/wk-faq.shtml"&gt;CHOICE&lt;/a&gt;. but the next one in may is all the way in Indonesia -.- and i wanna stay in S'pore pls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyways. i found a new fav radio station. under the reccomendation of ling wei. heh. Lush 99.5FM woots lah. i like. alot alot. not your average music la. so if you dont like unusual kinds then too bad. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hokay. need sleep now. time to rest my worried head. toodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-4041563469719498575?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/4041563469719498575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=4041563469719498575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/4041563469719498575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/4041563469719498575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/04/fo-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-4532067408079055551</id><published>2008-03-31T01:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T01:42:47.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;omg. the pillowman totally rocks. its this play i just went to catch with the girls at DBS arts centre, by SRT. they did it once in 2007 and are restaging it now due to overwhelming response ((: thank goodness. i did hear abt it tt time but was too busy. and gen went with her lit class so i got no kaki. its a psychological thriller. a tad bit too chim for some la. need to stay awake to understand the whole story kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and omg. talking abt keeping awake. i almost dozed off pls. helped out at design otc yday. or shld i say this morning. or wait, since its 1am now, its yday morning. haha. ended at ard 4am and i waited til 6 to take the first bus. reached home at 7 plus this morning and slept for a mere 3 hrs before heading to work!! in my killer heels which is 1 size too big!! -.- hurt like mad the whole day arh. had to keep leaning to relieve pressure off my soles. but im selling it to mag alrdy la. nvm. anyways, i need to practice acting scary leh. hurhur. i dont think i scared anyone badly enough. few more weeks for tt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hokay. so my 2 week stint is over!!!! ohmann. working when you're me, is a damn bad decision. made 500 bucks when i overspent almost tt amt. sheesh. k, so from tml onwards, full steam ahead for FO and week zero alrdy. i just wished pple would be more willing to full steam ahead with me. sigh. no time no time. chiong TOGETHER la. emphasis suppose to be on together and not chiong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;gahhhh. kk. just lemme slp in for tml please. just one day. den i promise i'll be good and do all my work and whatever shit tt im suppose to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-4532067408079055551?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/4532067408079055551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=4532067408079055551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/4532067408079055551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/4532067408079055551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/03/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-4430055225052747762</id><published>2008-03-12T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T00:38:20.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;your bitter goodbye is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ringing through this quiet night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;this idle hour just wont pass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i've never missed you this much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;never thought i would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;didnt think you'ld feel so far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;your summer perfume is still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;blowing through this hallway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;autumn's amber red shadows dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i miss our midnight rides on highway eighteen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;eighteen is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;go pass the lights and all the excuses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;you could have left 'sincerely yours'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;dont you think its obvious that i want to say more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anything too daring to say to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;will be said in this letter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and burnt away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so you never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;realise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im thinking of your vague reply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so i can understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;why we put this at rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;why we forget to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;say that we were leaving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;say that we were sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the past remains unspoken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;as this vacant night is dying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but i still miss your summer perfume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;this cold air brings in such a distance to us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;such a painful distance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and im still waiting for you to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;you hate me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so i dont have to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hold on to this burning heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;this burning heart is getting old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;is getting old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and while sitting on this cold kitchen floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;head down to hide the tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i realised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i finally realised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;that you were never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;midnight highway - daphne loves derby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-4430055225052747762?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/4430055225052747762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=4430055225052747762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/4430055225052747762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/4430055225052747762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/03/your-bitter-goodbye-is-ringing-through.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-1107488528234191015</id><published>2008-03-10T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T23:53:49.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;what am i sacrificing for really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-1107488528234191015?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/1107488528234191015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=1107488528234191015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/1107488528234191015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/1107488528234191015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-am-i-sacrificing-for-really.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-5122429244666500537</id><published>2008-03-08T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T23:58:04.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yay! listening to &lt;strong&gt;true by spandau ballet&lt;/strong&gt; which brandon helped download. heh. you've prolly heard it before, just didnt know it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;damn im shacked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;helped amos with his photography assignment yday. now i know why models get paid so much. wasnt very satisfied with the shots leh. budden amos is the photographer there, so yea. hur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;met teri, mag and joan after their a'level results. headed to liquid kitchen and did some catching up. oh mann. i miss them manys please! oh, and cherry brandy is nice. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;met gen in the morning to go SMU open hse. exciting pls. its not like tp lah. where u get cheers and all. their school is a proper building mann. anyways, the speakers really made gen and i wanna go there. especially the social sci dean. lol. gen and i were practically stiffling our laughter the whole talk. hurhur. he's humourous and charismatic la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and and and, on our way out as we got on an escalator, gen was bitching and complaining abt how NUS went to their school but talked ntg abt FASS when half the cohort takes arts -.- quite dumb there. anyways, when we stepped off the escalator, the girl in front of us turned ard and told us she was a student of SMU and tt she can take us to find whatever info we want, cuz she thot gen was complaining abt the open hse. den when gen explained tt we were talking abt NUS she said thank god. lol. so cute la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyways, when she wanted to take us to get more info, her whole reaction was like, no no, how can there be no info, SMU is like the best thing tt has ever existed pls. lol. im quite sure she wasnt even a social science student.prolly was what kyle was talking abt - TP being poly-centric. and tt schools shldnt be fighting each other during open hse. TP could really learn some of tt ar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;tt convinced me. i wanna go SMU. thing is, intake for the course im interested in is 130 -.- wth la. must be really lucky or some pure genius to get in. anyways, after tt did shopping with gen. found stuff for dnd. it cost a bomb ar. and, bought more stuff from kino. heh. finally! my french assessment book! hurhur. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;von is damn broke. and is working, for the second time in her life. sigh. i told sherry tt if i didnt need the money i wouldnt work. but tt sounds bloody tai tai ar. actually, im not tt poor thing la. not broke in the literary sense in the dictionary, but just overspent. gahhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;nvm la. retail therapy. which made my back ache. lol. some therapy. after walking for like super long, gen and i just collapsed at coffee bean. hurhur. we were just slouching in the sofa, stoning and pple watching. couldnt even get up to buy a drink. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;gen: im so tired. how to go and buy panties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;rofl. omg gen. tt was so crude la. and before tt, she didnt want to go to the toilet. she wanted to go to the xu xu room -.- she talks like tt even to her bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i love my gf lah! hurhur. she made my day (((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-5122429244666500537?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/5122429244666500537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=5122429244666500537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/5122429244666500537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/5122429244666500537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/03/yay-listening-to-true-by-spandau-ballet.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-5298824652736126056</id><published>2008-03-04T23:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T23:35:55.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i lost my shopping in the mail!! -whines-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-5298824652736126056?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/5298824652736126056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=5298824652736126056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/5298824652736126056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/5298824652736126056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-lost-my-shopping-in-mail-whines.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-7370632539236339819</id><published>2008-02-29T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T01:25:46.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WARNING: SPOILER ALERT!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;be warned. and dont blame me. haha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hokay. so im back from watching the leap years. really liked the story. makes you go all lovey-dovey, if you're attached, and emo if you're not. haha. i like wallowing in emo-ness. and and and, guess what. i was plesantly surprised when a scene from the movie was shot at SJC!! yay!! in mrs debra tan's lit homeroom some more. got tt lil raised platform [stage?] heh -grins- and had alot of corrine may's songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;alrightey. after all the praises, comes the complaints. dont read if you dont want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;the movie was technically quite disappointing. it wasnt in chronological order. means it was flashback scenes which told the whole story. and the funny thing was the 'flashback' scenes were clearer than the 'present' scenes. and omg, qi yuwu cannot slang. sigh. if he was meant to be cheena then he shld have spoken true blue singlish lah. and, i thot they did quite a bad job linking the past and present. joan chen really looks like an older version of li lin, but i guess it takes more than looks. and omg, talking abt looks, the most insulting one: the older version of jeremy is some old ah peck pls! ananda everingham how shuai lah. dont look like him at all arh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but you know what, whatever it is, i think the faith in love it gives its audience, and the inspiring quotes make it all worth the money lah. haha. eating my own words. ohwells. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you are not too long,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i will wait for you all my life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-7370632539236339819?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/7370632539236339819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=7370632539236339819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/7370632539236339819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/7370632539236339819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/02/warning-spoiler-alert-be-warned.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-2421410065073437476</id><published>2008-02-28T17:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T18:36:30.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hokay. so the lazy bum is finally awake from the couch potato syndrome. bwahahah! know what, i have no idea what the previous sentence meant. lol. omg. im just relieved exams are over. for a few days alrdy actually. its time for prog to kick into full swing. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;that, and a bit of 'me' time (: bake, swim, french, tim burton movies... k la, and erm, maybe god. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;did you know in the mv for 'dirty little secrets' by the all-american rejects, one of it said: i miss being close to god&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i miss log. just the other night, my mind was wandering aimlessly. and i panicked cuz i forgot oliver's chinese name!! oliver leh!! hurhur. i know, it sounds dumb. and its not just the guys, the girls as well. joan GF, i miss you like crazy. even more than words can say please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyways, leap years tml with ppg, japheth, wilson and des!! ((: yay!! cant wait. i like the trailer music leh. i want the soundtrack! talking abt music, brandon-the-kuku just sent me tons of emo stuff. haha. tt boy ar, suicidal leh. and i bought lime this month for the local music cd. pls all go buy now. and i also bought girl meets bossa nova by olivia, this singaporean jazz singer based in japan. so von is a very happy girl with a not so happy savings account. sigh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;alrightey. dinner's ready. mum's screaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it is not in the stars to hold our destiny, but in ourselves&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-2421410065073437476?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/2421410065073437476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=2421410065073437476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/2421410065073437476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/2421410065073437476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/02/hokay.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-2587399568150369083</id><published>2008-02-24T12:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T12:36:36.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i hope u're doing fine out there without me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;cause im not doing so good without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the things i thought u'ld never know about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;were the things i guess you always understood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so how could i have been so blind for all these years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;guess i only see the truth through all this fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;of living without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and everything i have in this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and all that i'll ever be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it could all fall down around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;just as long as i have you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;right here by me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i can't take another day without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;cause baby i could never make it on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i've been waiting so long just to hold you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and to be back in your arms where I belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sorry i can't always find the words to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but everything i've ever known gets swept away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;inside of your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and everything i have in this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and all that i'll ever be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it could all fall down around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;just as long as i have you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;right here by me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;as the days grow long i see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;that time is standing still for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;when u're not here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sorry i can't always find the words to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;everything i've ever known gets swept away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;inside of your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and everything i have in this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and all that i'll ever be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it could all fall down around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;just as long as i have you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;right here by me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;here by me - 3 doors down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-2587399568150369083?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/2587399568150369083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=2587399568150369083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/2587399568150369083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/2587399568150369083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-hope-ure-doing-fine-out-there-without.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-420772531587529686</id><published>2008-02-18T15:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T16:27:02.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im getting old. weak like mad pls. damn. havent been slping well the whole of last week. bloody free-hand lah! hur. nvm, its over nowwww... bwahah!! keep having headaches. gahhhh. terrible ones some more. and i dont get sick easily kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;k, anyways. acm is over, so can slack abit. i really thot i was gonna fail can. cuz i started studying only yday. ya la. totally forgot tt i had otc refresh on sat, happily thinking at least got two days, can pull thru. von damn smart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so yday met zach and des to mug. zach went for mass at my church first den we went off to j8 cartel. i swear by that place arh. in your desperate moments, when coffee bean chases you away [grrr] and macs is simply too crowded, you can always go cartel -beams- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;omg, those two make me laugh like mad with their retarded sound effects pls. hurhur. talk about normal stuff also can come up with crappy ideas. and its the kind where you visualise in cartoons kind. lol. first zach. cuz i had two sets of notes i can choose to study from; one is word doc and the other ppt. so he asked if i study better with pictures or pure memorizing from words. den he said pictures better, den when the qn come out, can &lt;strong&gt;PIAM&lt;/strong&gt; just rmb the position of the answer on the ppt. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;den des another one. he asked whats the diff between paturition and whelping. den i was trying to explain paturition got many stages and whelping is just... and he completed my sentence, whelping is just &lt;strong&gt;BAHM&lt;/strong&gt;, one short give birth. ROFL. actually, come to think of it now, i think its the same. hahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyways, there was one time we were talking about spirits and stuff. did you know construction workers put marbles between each floor so tt 'they' can play with it, instead of disturbing pple. sometimes at night, can hear marbles being dropped from the floor upstairs. almost everyone hears it la. unless you're living in house. den cuz we studying reproduction right, i mentioned tt during mating, the doe [female rabbit] will try to castrate the buck [male rabbit] and des went like 'huh? really? orh, tt's where the marbles came from la. not ghosts la.' hurhurhurhur. OMG. -exasperated look-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so after 8 hours yday, still havent pia finish. tt's why gotta wake up at 4 this morning, which caused the bloody headache. hmmm. maybe its caffeine. k, gotta chiong mbio now. its jason chang's subject leh! des says it works only for the girls. haha. too right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-420772531587529686?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/420772531587529686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=420772531587529686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/420772531587529686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/420772531587529686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-getting-old.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-6101268787070195135</id><published>2008-02-14T14:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T14:27:55.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You can fill the darkness&lt;br /&gt;with just one flash of light&lt;br /&gt;Break the silence with just one word&lt;br /&gt;One defiance starts a revolution&lt;br /&gt;One life can save the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the steps of Washington&lt;br /&gt;Sprinkled like confetti&lt;br /&gt;Thousands of people sing&lt;br /&gt;“We shall overcome”&lt;br /&gt;The preacher shouts :&lt;br /&gt;“Let freedom ring.”&lt;br /&gt;He gave his life for what he believed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can be a witness&lt;br /&gt;You can be a prophet&lt;br /&gt;You can make the whole world believe&lt;br /&gt;Break the strongest fortress&lt;br /&gt;Change the way the world thinks&lt;br /&gt;You can build a bridge where&lt;br /&gt;foes can meet&lt;br /&gt;Hope for the future&lt;br /&gt;Shout it, don’t whisper&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are what we make them to be&lt;br /&gt;There is hope in every heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;Tiny as it seems&lt;br /&gt;You’re a beautiful seed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She’s a pastor’s daughter&lt;br /&gt;She’s only 16&lt;br /&gt;But her heart and her belly&lt;br /&gt;are breaking at the seams&lt;br /&gt;Her boyfriend blames her,&lt;br /&gt;he wants to pay&lt;br /&gt;for the doctor to wash it away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she lays in the hospital,&lt;br /&gt;A Christmas choir is singing&lt;br /&gt;About a child in a manger,&lt;br /&gt;fragile and small&lt;br /&gt;“Unto us is born a Savior”&lt;br /&gt;She looks at her baby and cries&lt;br /&gt;as she sings him a lullaby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can be a witness&lt;br /&gt;You can be a prophet&lt;br /&gt;You can make the whole world believe&lt;br /&gt;Break the strongest fortress&lt;br /&gt;Change the way the world thinks&lt;br /&gt;You can build a bridge where&lt;br /&gt;foes can meet&lt;br /&gt;Hope for the future&lt;br /&gt;in the tiniest whisper&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are what we make them to be&lt;br /&gt;There is hope in every heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;Tiny as it seems&lt;br /&gt;You’re a beautiful seed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every hope, every power&lt;br /&gt;lies in the heart of a seed that flowers&lt;br /&gt;Intertwined all across the land&lt;br /&gt;We’re all seeds in the maker’s hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful Seed - Corrine May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-6101268787070195135?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/6101268787070195135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=6101268787070195135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/6101268787070195135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/6101268787070195135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/02/you-can-fill-darkness-with-just-one.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-5797666840137803601</id><published>2008-02-03T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T01:00:43.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yes yes. im alive. im just [refer to above]...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;busy mending broken pieces of the life i had before. emo shit. no lah! lol. im just &lt;strike&gt;lazy&lt;/strike&gt; busy, fullstop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anyways, back from night out with gary, abby and jiayi. heh. woots pls. we went to watch &lt;strong&gt;sweeney todd&lt;/strong&gt;!! -beams- its this morbid movie abt a revengeful barber who was unjustly imprisoned by some idiotic judge. super gory. yay! haha. oh mann, &lt;strong&gt;tim burton&lt;/strong&gt; is my idol lah. ya ya, 'whatever!' all you johnny depp fans. oh, and did i mention it's a musical. johnny depp sings well pls. but the idea of a dark musical just seems weird. i like. heh. pls go catch it. on a weekday, and dont pay 10 bucks like me!! im so pissed cathay raised the prices. ecks. its M18 btw. ya, kena check my ic -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;company was awesome. ugly girl just keep wanting to kill pple only. and we were all so fussy during dinner, what food, where to go etc. bwahah! den on our way home, abby, jiayi and i were walking tgt when the guy in front of us dropped his coins into the drain! it didnt even clink on the grill, it just went straight down. haha. omg, damn funny. cuz he like just kept on walking nonchalently, while i went 'oops' and abby went 'oh, so sad' and jiayi couldnt stop laughing cuz of our comments. lol. and the funniest thing was it was only like some 30 cents. rofl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hokay, the songs from the musical-movie are still in my head! actually, tt's cuz i watched it twice. heh. streamed it from youtube budden cuz it was illegal, it kinda got deleted halfway thru so i was left stuck knowing half of the movie -.- i hope they sell the soundtrack. haha. i mean, who wants to buy soundtracks of a morbid movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i need new shoes!! the shoes i just bought got no friction at all!! made me fall 3 times. like jesus leh. haha. actually, it was a slip la. still, 3 times!! gahhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;k, gotta chiong blardy acm proj tml. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;submissions, prac tests, term tests, sem exams, here i come!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-5797666840137803601?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/5797666840137803601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=5797666840137803601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/5797666840137803601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/5797666840137803601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/02/yes-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-5112358329724875888</id><published>2008-01-22T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T00:29:00.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt; Is there anyone that fails&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone that falls&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only one in church today feelin' so small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause when I take a look around&lt;br /&gt;Everybody seems so strong&lt;br /&gt;I know they'll soon discover&lt;br /&gt;That I don't belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I tuck it all away, like everything's okay&lt;br /&gt;If I make them all believe it, maybe I'll believe it too&lt;br /&gt;So with a painted grin, I play the part again&lt;br /&gt;So everyone will see me the way that I see them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Are we happy plastic people&lt;br /&gt;Under shiny plastic steeples&lt;br /&gt;With walls around our weakness&lt;br /&gt;And smiles to hide our pain&lt;br /&gt;But if the invitation's open&lt;br /&gt;To every heart that has been broken&lt;br /&gt;Maybe then we close the curtain&lt;br /&gt;On our stained glass masquerade*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone who's been there&lt;br /&gt;Are there any hands to raise&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only one who's traded&lt;br /&gt;In the altar for a stage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The performance is convincing&lt;br /&gt;And we know every line by heart&lt;br /&gt;Only when no one is watching&lt;br /&gt;Can we really fall apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But would it set me free&lt;br /&gt;If I dared to let you see&lt;br /&gt;The truth behind the person&lt;br /&gt;That you imagine me to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would your arms be open&lt;br /&gt;Or would you walk away&lt;br /&gt;Would the love of Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Be enough to make you stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stained Glass Masquerade by Casting Crowns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-5112358329724875888?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/5112358329724875888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=5112358329724875888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/5112358329724875888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/5112358329724875888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/01/is-there-anyone-that-fails-is-there.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-3858004692420798984</id><published>2008-01-20T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T23:17:38.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;finally watched a movie yday, after like 10 million gazillion years. everyone shld go watch &lt;strong&gt;27 dresses&lt;/strong&gt;. heh. or actually, all the girls in the world shld go watch. its a abt this girl who's always, always, always a bridesmaid [27 times!]. den obviously in the end, she's the bride lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent dazed in the after-effects of a chick flick/romance movie for a darn long time pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh mann. von misses the guys. gahhhh. i sound despo. but i really miss them!!!! )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm. they're coming back on sunday! (:&lt;br /&gt;had short session today before mark goes off to join the ranks of NS men. sigh. went to thai express. and the waiter damn funny. k la, i tried to order in thai first. lol. anyways, when he was clearing the plates, he dropped the cutleries. ya i know damn noob. den after tt we all tried to help him right, he kept saying thank you. hurhur. cute-ness la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!! i bought a bossa nova cd!! think hotel lounge music. a bit like jazz but different. my mom and aunt hates it. they say make them sleepy -.- ohwells. i love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, off to free-hand drawings. omg, i dowan to delay again!! stupid assignments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-3858004692420798984?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/3858004692420798984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=3858004692420798984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/3858004692420798984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/3858004692420798984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/01/finally-watched-movie-yday-after-like.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-8636837213354800021</id><published>2008-01-15T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T23:43:09.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hokay. im finally in the mood to wait patiently &lt;strike&gt;without banging the keyboard&lt;/strike&gt; to post mission trip photos. heh. and dan just sent me xmas photos. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155714543868540946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/R4zHD76ZeBI/AAAAAAAAALI/mtgnSFE9hjc/s320/CIMG1457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;soo-dad, nise and i with kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/R4zHEb6ZeCI/AAAAAAAAALQ/bsN34Mf22sk/s1600-h/PC261627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155714552458475554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/R4zHEb6ZeCI/AAAAAAAAALQ/bsN34Mf22sk/s320/PC261627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; liver and soo, with wrestling kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/R4zHEr6ZeDI/AAAAAAAAALY/xjUehfmofGc/s1600-h/CIMG1474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155714556753442866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/R4zHEr6ZeDI/AAAAAAAAALY/xjUehfmofGc/s320/CIMG1474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; soo-bro; look like soo's twin eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/R4zHGr6ZeEI/AAAAAAAAALg/FuE-lyVm-kU/s1600-h/CIMG1478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155714591113181250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/R4zHGr6ZeEI/AAAAAAAAALg/FuE-lyVm-kU/s320/CIMG1478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; aunty linda - liver's mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/R4zHHL6ZeFI/AAAAAAAAALo/OCBE5AClJ4c/s1600-h/CIMG1502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155714599703115858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/R4zHHL6ZeFI/AAAAAAAAALo/OCBE5AClJ4c/s320/CIMG1502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; the kids at Pattaya Orphanage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/R4zE_b6Zd8I/AAAAAAAAAKg/DXDSh-IPgqI/s1600-h/PC281785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155712267535873986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/R4zE_b6Zd8I/AAAAAAAAAKg/DXDSh-IPgqI/s320/PC281785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; joany and ai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/R4zE_76Zd9I/AAAAAAAAAKo/vuvXP1glZ5g/s1600-h/PC291910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155712276125808594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/R4zE_76Zd9I/AAAAAAAAAKo/vuvXP1glZ5g/s320/PC291910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; poey and ai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/R4zFAL6Zd-I/AAAAAAAAAKw/gmYjx7lKbzY/s1600-h/CIMG1660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155712280420775906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/R4zFAL6Zd-I/AAAAAAAAAKw/gmYjx7lKbzY/s320/CIMG1660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; yay-ness. my drawing got displayed (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/R4zFAr6Zd_I/AAAAAAAAAK4/ds1OtU9v0oo/s1600-h/CIMG1675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155712289010710514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/R4zFAr6Zd_I/AAAAAAAAAK4/ds1OtU9v0oo/s320/CIMG1675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; nise, an, anne, me, pleng, top part of head of ai&lt;br /&gt;joan, chan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/R4zFA76ZeAI/AAAAAAAAALA/r4zGJJsmRQo/s1600-h/CIMG1690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155712293305677826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/R4zFA76ZeAI/AAAAAAAAALA/r4zGJJsmRQo/s320/CIMG1690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; saying goodbyes from inside of our lao pok bus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155717271172773986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/R4zJir6ZeGI/AAAAAAAAALw/B1LfXkXf7Gw/s320/PC261693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;black truck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;von [sits on the ledge]: eh, what if i fall over arh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;soo-bro: &lt;strong&gt;orh, den you become fall out boy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;other retarded stuff soo-bro said: [while dishing out fish maw soup] &lt;strong&gt;you want maw/more?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155717275467741298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/R4zJi76ZeHI/AAAAAAAAAL4/UIyy3V_bbKE/s320/CIMG1733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;white truck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155717288352643202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/R4zJjr6ZeII/AAAAAAAAAMA/IpIYbDT9eSs/s320/PC281838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;dammit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155717292647610514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/R4zJj76ZeJI/AAAAAAAAAMI/_T30NtyaJUo/s320/CIMG1890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;bwahah! revenge!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155717296942577826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/R4zJkL6ZeKI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/w33E3BEAbw8/s320/CIMG1747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;LOG GOES TO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;LORENZO HOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155719736484001970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/R4zLyL6ZeLI/AAAAAAAAAMY/IhHcRM5P2ck/s320/CIMG1739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;drinking&lt;/strike&gt; supper along the corridor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;did i mention tt poey and sim streaked half-naked along the hallway? lol. they dared each other so loudly in the toilet, the rest of us were hiding in our rooms with the doors open so we could see them when they ran across. rofl. and before that we locked their room doors so they were left outside the corridor, half-naked. lol. omg. damn funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155719745073936578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/R4zLyr6ZeMI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mJ5Vaernd3A/s320/CIMG1850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;LOG in cactus garden &lt;strike&gt;with unglam bags&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155719753663871186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/R4zLzL6ZeNI/AAAAAAAAAMo/hnUVwJCsCuE/s320/CIMG1860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;jumpshot without anne &amp;amp; vonnie )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155719762253805794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/R4zLzr6ZeOI/AAAAAAAAAMw/hM_x_A8XYpE/s320/PC302022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;jes, joan, me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and omg, swee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155719770843740402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/R4zL0L6ZePI/AAAAAAAAAM4/FacNXg-m7OY/s320/PC261550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;gahhh. nicer pictures with soo-dad and streaking video with jon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;email from jess!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hello girls+mark+jon (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywaay i got messages from the guys to pass on so here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swee: tell everyone that they are really really REALLY missed. (oh and he says that he keeps swearing in his head)&lt;br /&gt;justin k: he's doing okay, but he cant do ippt cos of his back. and he still tries to pray (:&lt;br /&gt;justin sim: that army's fine but he felt quite sad and empty ystd cos he cldnt attend mass. but otherwise hes coping well. and he asks for our continuous prayers as the days get tougher&lt;br /&gt;melvin: hes dying of boredom and since swee's in his company, they can die tgtr. haha and that it didnt feel like a sunday&lt;br /&gt;oliver and poey : army's tough but theyre surviving but they need to stop swearing!&lt;br /&gt;soo: is very proud that he hasnt swore, otherwise company is quite slack. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hokay. back to real post. i delayed submission for free-hand drawing. again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;that was the highlight of the day, can you imagine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;k, nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-8636837213354800021?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/8636837213354800021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=8636837213354800021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/8636837213354800021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/8636837213354800021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/01/hokay.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/R4zHD76ZeBI/AAAAAAAAALI/mtgnSFE9hjc/s72-c/CIMG1457.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-5928487966485015622</id><published>2008-01-13T01:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T01:18:40.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;this is damn funny. koped this from liver's blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154636494192342962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/R4jylL6Zd7I/AAAAAAAAAKY/vOtndcnqHM4/s320/NS%252BBOYS" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;k, not funny already. think i'll really feel the pinch when i go to church tml to find only all the girls. i damn emo now ): like xiuxiu. her bro also go in NS. lol. two weeks pls fly past quick!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anyways. omg, i got warning letter. wth la. its the stupid tut i missed on the first day of school pls. the day i landed in singapore at 3am -.- ya, penalise me on that. well done. gahhhh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;open hse is over. was expecting a bigger bigger crowd but ohwells. SP and NP lah. bozos. put same day as us den obviously your attendance would drop as well right. but den again, maybe its just the ageing population. lesser younger pple as the years go by. haha. k la, subcomms were rather good. improving by leaps and bounds day by day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i cant make up my mind. its too confusing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it feels like im on a swing, forward and backwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;or a see-saw, up and down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;or maybe like a wave. the ebb and flow of the water. far, den near. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yea. that's it. like a wave of the sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;at least for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-5928487966485015622?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/5928487966485015622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=5928487966485015622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/5928487966485015622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/5928487966485015622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-is-damn-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/R4jylL6Zd7I/AAAAAAAAAKY/vOtndcnqHM4/s72-c/NS%252BBOYS' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-3766430112158717934</id><published>2008-01-03T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T23:37:58.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;this is an empty post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;to get rid of the one before that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and my hectic life starts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-3766430112158717934?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/3766430112158717934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=3766430112158717934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/3766430112158717934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/3766430112158717934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-is-empty-post.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-5598903721501166179</id><published>2008-01-01T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T23:59:47.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;warning: emo post ahead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i swear that you dont have to go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i thought we could wait for the fireworks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i thought we could wait for the snow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to wash over Georgia and kill the hurt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i thought i could live in your arms&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and spend every moment i have with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;stay up all night with the stars&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;confess all the faith that i had in you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*too late, im sure and lonely&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;its just another night, another dream wasted on you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so just be here now against me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you know the words, so sing along for me baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for heavens sake i know youre sorry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but you wont stop crying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this anniversary may never be the same &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;inside i hope you know im dying, with my heart beside me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in shattered pieces that may never be replaced&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and if I died right now, yould never be the same*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i thought with a month of apart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;together would find us an opening&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and moonlight would provide the spark&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and that i would stumble across your key&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;or break down the door to your heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;forever could see us not you and me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and yould help me out of the dark&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and ild give my heart as an offering&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cuz i will always remember you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;as you are right now to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i will always remember you now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;remember you now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so sleep alone tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;with no one here just by your side&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sleep alone tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and how does he feel and how does he kiss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and how does he taste while hes on your lips&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i cant forget you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know you want me to want you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i cant forgive you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so when this is over dont blow your composure baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i cant forget you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know you want me to want you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want to...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;three cheers for five years by mayday parade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;emo song from nise. so anyways, im back from mission trip and i have thousand and one pictures to post. but for the past few days, try as i might, the post doesnt seem to be happy enough. i swear, i logged in here at least thrice, but den decided it was too emo. or else, blogger decided for me that it doesnt want an emo post up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;if i think hard enough, i just might start crying now. log guys are going NS. yea, seems like a stupid reason huh? dont laugh you guys. i know you guys not gonna die or anything [boy, does von love talking abt dying] but its just that, i wont be seeing yall so often as i'ld love to. and i wont be able to do sessions, even worst when yall in tekong or some ulu pandan place. and mission trip/log bonding just made it worst lah. and gen says guys who go to NS will stray and all. and im damn scared now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i know that tml, the moment i step into school, i'll chiong all the way already. and the next big break that im gonna get is far away in april, after all the orientation stuff. im scared that by the time i go back, log wont be there any more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so i keep thinking of justin's dream, of how we'll still be at RK eating prata as log, at 30 yrs old. and how soo says kong is damn holy. so his dream must be true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i just hope everything i've gained from the 5 days in thailand can get me thru the next 4-5 months. its not gonna be easy. but im gonna do it. and i hope, if i can make it back after 4-5 months, the guys will not give up thruout the 2 yrs. that's whats community is for isnt it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;damn. i feel more emo now than when we left the kids at Lorenzo home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;'can we go down now?' -laughs thru the tears-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-5598903721501166179?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/5598903721501166179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=5598903721501166179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/5598903721501166179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/5598903721501166179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2008/01/warning-emo-post-ahead-i-swear-that-you.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-8201038069780989851</id><published>2007-12-26T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T01:38:12.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;hokay. so its 2 more hours before im suppose to wake up for my retarded-timed flight. omgomgomg, im so excited pleeasse!! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;anyways, xmas has been good. very commercial. not spiritual or anything this year. i love my two godma[s] lah. they might as well be fairy godmothers. lol. black nike bag for school and 200 kino vouchers. omgomg. von's becoming materialistic. and more fireworks and ang-mos at godma's hse in jb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;shikes. 2 hrs to sleep. hokay, before i go, need to publicise abit. you know the stupid video which a group of us have been working so hard on. yea, the one that made people stress and break down like a madwoman. its gonna be screened at Esplanade on the 30th and 31st December, at 1945, 2100 and 2215. pls go catch it. some of your faces might be there ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;msn is evil. it makes you not sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;im gonna let go now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-8201038069780989851?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/8201038069780989851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=8201038069780989851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/8201038069780989851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/8201038069780989851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2007/12/hokay.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-1855477568963510557</id><published>2007-12-24T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T01:39:30.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;merry xmas eve! just came home from teri's hse. gahhhh. i hate my mother sometimes. made me come home when everyone else was staying over, so she indirectly made me walk home alone from teri's at 12 midnight. i didnt even dare take the kensington park route la. tho charles, shawn and jon were nice enough to offer to walk me home. had to walk by the main road. oof! i hate it but im too tired to question her warped thinking lah. we always end up in ugly arguements. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it kinda doesnt feel like sunday today. but i was in church this morning and i realised i miss church so much. i gotta literally stop myself from pouncing on pple to give them one big hug until their lungs stop functioning. ecks. and i cant believe its xmas so fast. this is like the second year i've missed advent to go straight into xmas. which is quite sad actually. one more year to go. sigh. not that its not worth it la. somehow, anything secular always loses out to holy moly churchie stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so anyways, poey confirmed flight details and itinery and stuff this morning!! we're flying off on 26th, 4am in the frikin morning!! yay-ness!! funny thing is im coming home from jb the night before. and then cuz i was worried abt causeway jams, i told my mum why dont they just leave jb late den fetch me straight to the airport. she thinks im joking -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;this is damn exciting. i'll be rooming with bel!! (: she sleep-talks, apparently. haha. and and and i havent bought and dont think i'll be buying insurance. [what if i die there?!!] hurms. ohwell. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-sings 'im leaving on a jet plane... dont know when i'll be back again...'-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;will be back on 30th lah! omgomgomg, i havent done stupid free-hand assignments. gahhhh!! k peeps, til then, takkaire!! i hope i dont contract AIDS. toodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-1855477568963510557?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/1855477568963510557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=1855477568963510557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/1855477568963510557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/1855477568963510557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-xmas-eve-just-came-home-from.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-650416675829938154</id><published>2007-12-22T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T01:09:13.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;alrightey. OTC is finally over. and von has finally gotten enough sleep. cant wait for xmas!! omg omg, damn excited. sad thing is, my whole family is going into johore  for xmas and is leaving me behind cuz adrian's going and im leaving early next morning for my flight. -pouts- gahhhh. my own godma's hse and im not going leh. sigh. who wants to call me out, pls do. omg, damn sad if no one calls me out. better start stocking up on mad tidbits and video-ezy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;anyways, i've just finished sending post-otc email to all 28 of my programmers. omg. i wanna slp now. on a random note, TP lost the President SR Nathan soccer cup. cuz von wasnt there pls. no lah. haha. but i seriously couldnt go. gotta return the bike i 'stole' for camp. i havent mentioned have i? tried to borrow jon's bike but i collected it when he was still at mass and i mistakenly took ashley's one. omg, damn paisei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;oh ya oh ya. -jumps up and down excitedly- my dress from nellyjoy arrived in the post while i was away at camp. lol. yay!! next time can buy stuff online alrdy!! and then again, not so yay. unfriendly to my bank pls. k la, sherry's hse tml for class xmas party. im beginning to like wallowing in xmas mood now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;thing is, can i really remember what CHRISTmas is all about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-650416675829938154?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/650416675829938154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=650416675829938154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/650416675829938154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/650416675829938154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2007/12/alrightey_22.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-5303439814887390855</id><published>2007-12-16T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T01:53:32.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Out the door&lt;br /&gt;Just in time&lt;br /&gt;Head down the 405&lt;br /&gt;Gotta meet the new boss by 8 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The phone rings in the car&lt;br /&gt;The wife is workin hard&lt;br /&gt;She's runnin late tonight again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I know what I’ve been told&lt;br /&gt;You gotta work to feed the soul&lt;br /&gt;But I can’t do this all on my own&lt;br /&gt;No I know&lt;br /&gt;I’m no superman&lt;br /&gt;I’m no superman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you've got your love online&lt;br /&gt;You think you're doin fine&lt;br /&gt;But you’re just plugged into the wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that deck of tarot cards&lt;br /&gt;Won’t get you very far&lt;br /&gt;There ain't no hand to break your fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I know what I've been told&lt;br /&gt;You gotta know just when to fold,&lt;br /&gt;But I can’t do this all on my own&lt;br /&gt;No I know&lt;br /&gt;I’m no superman&lt;br /&gt;I’m no superman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve crossed the finish line&lt;br /&gt;Won the race but lost your mind&lt;br /&gt;Was it worth it after all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you here with me&lt;br /&gt;Cause love is all we need,&lt;br /&gt;Just take a hold of the hand that breaks the fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I know what I’ve been told&lt;br /&gt;Gotta break free to break the mold&lt;br /&gt;But I can’t do this all on my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I can’t do this all on my own&lt;br /&gt;No I know&lt;br /&gt;That I'm no superman&lt;br /&gt;I’m no superman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll be together&lt;br /&gt;I'm no superman&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-5303439814887390855?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/5303439814887390855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=5303439814887390855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/5303439814887390855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/5303439814887390855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2007/12/out-door-just-in-time-head-down-405.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-6101395806153388571</id><published>2007-12-13T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T23:49:20.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;alrightey. the last half an hour of my first day of being 18. lol. i come online only everyone scold me, say i nv tell pls -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so anyways, went out with the girls yday. the usual five la: gen, mag, joan and teri!! headed to clark quay. dont laugh. i've nv been there before. i quite love the place leh. its all so... ... fake. haha. and i like the fake-ness of it. lol. met at coffee club first den settled at the nectarie. oh mann. i love my girlfrens la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so today, with the exception that it was sunny, was like any other day. paper sucked. gahhhh. horrible, brain-damaging paper! den off to lounge to do usual stuff. prog, make a wish, trying to mug and den failing to mug. so you see, its just an ordinary day. im just a happier person today. i think its psychological. haha. its just the way you see things i guess. liddat den i wish everyday is my birthday so i have a reason to be happy for nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;k, if you think a lil deeper, my post will start being preachy. but my mind is rather in a whirl now, i cant even blog coherrently. lol. im just happy today ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-6101395806153388571?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/6101395806153388571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=6101395806153388571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/6101395806153388571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/6101395806153388571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2007/12/alrightey.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-8616449747772243974</id><published>2007-12-10T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T21:36:11.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;five loaves and two fishes - corrine may [on repeat mode]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;omg. so there was another life-saver moment today. i swear, this morning, not for the first time, i panicked until i went nauseous. make a wish is shortening my life, its not funny. and its only 3% downloaded now. gahhhh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;k, animal health and diseases is over. it'll be a miracle if i pass seriously. and its so content-heavy that it feels like the whole term test is over, cuz info that is not needed anymore goes out of the brain. haha. ahwell, pls pls scrape thru. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anyways, today's the one day that lounge doesnt open, felt so lost. lol. its a funny feeling. like you're expecting to go your bf's hse after breaking up, and then realise you cant. hahah. so instead of gg tm's starbucks like i wanted, followed aaron, nicky! and alden to compasspoint library. so funny cuz we were all from secondary schools ard that area: sengkang sec, nanchiau, holy innocents and SJC!! hurhur. our di pan leh last time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;bought 6 doughnuts omg. and i kept holding on to it thruout the whole bus ride cuz i scared i squash it. anyways, i was on the bus minding my own business when the advert for cold's storage came on. they were using 'he's got the whole world in his hand!' pls. so weird. using a semi-religious song. it doesnt even link, for god's sake [literally]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;picked up a book 'the rape of nanking' at the library just now. wanted to borrow leh but alden advised otherwise. haha. might watch the movie. anyone up for it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;omg. 8% -.- k, toodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-8616449747772243974?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/8616449747772243974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=8616449747772243974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/8616449747772243974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/8616449747772243974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2007/12/five-loaves-and-two-fishes-corrine-may.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-4372748118281605661</id><published>2007-12-06T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T00:13:34.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;omg. try having 3 events/meetings/thingies to attend all on one night. and that doesnt even include studying or dinner with my sis [which i cancelled anyway] gahhhh. someone help! im spread thin, i just wanna run away to start mugging cuz i dowan to fail!! i really dowan to fail!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i use to think that one person can do so many things as long as you sacrifice sleep. that is so not true pls. sometimes things just keep coming and you get worn out. this is not an emo post. this is a realisation post that pple do get worn out. even with burning passion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the spirit is [really] willing, but the flesh is weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so i've just received email from swee confirming mission trip! woo! den gotta inform like the whole world on &lt;em&gt;the other side&lt;/em&gt; that i've changed number. sometimes i forget loggers are one msn away (: poey showed me his prom pic. damn cute pls. haha. he's the only one wearing a lil bow tie and he looks like a lil boy. lol. i have a good mind to put it up now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140891675045671858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/R1gdvafcM7I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/uhjrEl3xgyI/s320/CIMG6874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;haha. here it is! 3rd from the left. woots. nice bling. and poor poey is so sad, soo gotta see fel chin at his prom, i got to see fel chin in school today, and poey didnt ): anyways, liver is even cuter. lol. i told him i broke the purple earrings he gave me and i have no time to glue it back!! how how how. den he said 'have lah. you'll find time. eventually what.' lol. like hong xiao hai zi liddat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-smiles-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-4372748118281605661?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/4372748118281605661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=4372748118281605661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/4372748118281605661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/4372748118281605661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2007/12/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FqFXGYn986s/R1gdvafcM7I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/uhjrEl3xgyI/s72-c/CIMG6874.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-4901834539271345281</id><published>2007-12-05T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T00:19:55.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it feels like my birthday today. tho its in more than a week's time before im legal. first, had boring ACM lec. den while kyle was on the verge of killing me, decided not to go for free-hand. gahhhh. i've had it! its one week before term test!! yea, that was my &lt;strike&gt;excuse&lt;/strike&gt; reason. haha. den went off for last minute lunch with my godma. yay-ness!! she got me a river island bag. not bad, i like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;den cuz the silly yijie went off to god knows where, ron to the rescue. so went back to school to meet ron to meet kyle, who was still on the verge of killing me. so we sent a low resolution vid to esplanade. and ron was being damn cranky pls. haha. we were like in kyle's office and he was taking down notes to improve on the vid, den while kyle was answering a phone call, stupid ron drew a cow. lol. he still wrote 'COW AR!' hahah wth pls. anyways, im listening to dishwalla's every little thing ((: damn nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;k, so after very minimal mugging, went off to j8 to get new phone!! ((: its the nokia 5610 Xpress music i blogged abt last post. and oh mann, i've been using relatively lousy phone that when i got my new phone, all the gazillion functions were super overwhelming pls. so right now im tinkering with it while msn-ing yijie, xiuxiu and lynette instead of actually mugging. mann!! im gonna fail term test!! that's damn noob cuz no one fails term test -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;nvm that. i was gonna put up my new hp number here budden again... internet predators are rampant nowadays arh. k, so anyways i've changed my number la. pls refer to my msn nick. thankyew ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-4901834539271345281?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/4901834539271345281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=4901834539271345281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/4901834539271345281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/4901834539271345281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2007/12/it-feels-like-my-birthday-today.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-6549310575813228087</id><published>2007-12-03T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T01:10:13.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;k, i dunno how i can break down three times over a stupid video. woke up rather grumpily this morning. and was feeling like crap cuz no food in church. rawr. den daniel came over to talk for awhile. prolly feeling full of gratitude that i managed to return his beloved iPod. haha. but yea, made me laugh abit. a real laugh throughout the whole day. thankyew best friend. im convinced they've forgotten all abt our first cut and is currently waiting for our final piece. lol. ohwells. the hours just kept getting better lah. i think when i finally see the vid, it wont look so stupid no more (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;"even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the lord will renew their strength. they will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not faint." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; - isaiah 40:30-31&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;anyways, my family decided to have an early bday dinner. so retarded cuz it didnt even feel like my bday yet. and my sis wasnt there. haha. gonna get a new phone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.nokia.com.sg/A4632129"&gt;nokia 5610 express music.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; its original price is 600+ pls!! getting it at the promotional price of $98. yea, gotta let go of my sony erricsson w580i. sigh. i super like the latter lah!! k, gotta get back to stupid free-hand. this week's on plants pls. he just shoved the whole assignment to us, like we didnt even learn any new technique to apply -.- gahhhh. quiz tml. die! cant rmb!! psoroptes cunicoli, eimeria stiedae, clostridium piliforme, ahhhhh. thousand more to memorize. help!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-6549310575813228087?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/6549310575813228087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=6549310575813228087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/6549310575813228087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/6549310575813228087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2007/12/k-i-dunno-how-i-can-break-down-three.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-6950750957081389007</id><published>2007-12-01T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T00:16:08.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;he has already apologised. but its times like these that i really wanna strangle someone pls. fuck. and im blogging cuz there's ntg for me to do but wait. i feel so helpless now. plsplspls let it be okay. everytime there's one new mail, i get damn scared. maybe its them chasing us to submit. we've already past the deadline. 12 hrs have gone... 18 hrs... its been 24 hrs... when are they gonna email us to say we've been disqualified? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;my heart goes out to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;thankyou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-6950750957081389007?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-8244294166303538535</id><published>2007-12-01T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T13:38:50.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;if there is one person you cant stop thinking about, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;post this same exact sentence in your journal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-8244294166303538535?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/8244294166303538535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=8244294166303538535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/8244294166303538535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/8244294166303538535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2007/12/if-there-is-one-person-you-cant-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-294371759563682262</id><published>2007-11-30T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T02:59:25.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so its almost 3am on the 30th of november. and im staring at the two convos on my screen and im tearing already. this is why you shld employ TP's designers. tell them brief 'storyline' and they tell you deadline can be met. omg, i dont even know them. and they keep telling kim and i not to worry. practically what i was doing the past two days. thankyew ronron, luffy and yijie!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;by the way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;deadline is 30th november (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-294371759563682262?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/294371759563682262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=294371759563682262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/294371759563682262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/294371759563682262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2007/11/so-its-almost-3am-on-30th-of-november.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-7062645756678831620</id><published>2007-11-27T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T00:16:43.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-shrieks- i spoiled my free-hand drawing!! after re-doing like twice. that's re-re-doing!! ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so im beginning to like waking up early just so my dad can fetch me to school. and i dont have to squeeze on the bus with stupid old chee-ko-peks any more. and i can arrive early to quietly have breakfast by meself. hmmm.. the life.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;for two blissful days, had daniel's iPod all to myself. haha. he left it in church and i was nice enough to pick it up for him. omg! he had like all the songs from BOYS LIKE GIRLS!! ahhhhhhh!! i love!! anyways, he came to pick it up today before he went off to chalet or smtg. with his other side of his lip pierced -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;was on my way to lounge when i met SU pple gg to sakae. den lynette dragged me along, so next thing i knew there were 5 pple at the backseat of glenn's car. [haha. i typed backside before i editted it to backseat. lol.] it was glenn, benchow, caleb, john, adrian, tomu, lynette and me in sitting order. they were damn crappy btw. yay mochi! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hello shortie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-7062645756678831620?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/7062645756678831620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=7062645756678831620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/7062645756678831620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/7062645756678831620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2007/11/shrieks-i-spoiled-my-free-hand-drawing.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-7798738245073649000</id><published>2007-11-24T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T23:07:48.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;this post is dedicated to my bestie's mom who has just passed away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;for all the times adel and i pon school and she let us stay at her hse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;for all the times she wrote my 'parents letter' when i didnt turn up for school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;for all the times she cooked for me, i could stay at adel's hse the whole day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;for all the times she was so motherly, not only to her children but also her niece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;rest in peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-7798738245073649000?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/7798738245073649000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=7798738245073649000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/7798738245073649000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/7798738245073649000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-post-is-dedicated-to-my-besties.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-460004215313758629</id><published>2007-11-22T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T20:43:50.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;omgdnssss!! make a wish is finally over!! turnout was pretty good. but i admit organization is crappy. gahhhh. i hope esplanade is happy anyway. over over over over over... ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-jumps up and down-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-skips in circles-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-la la la la la-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;k next. quiz tml!! -.- and and and, oh mann, meeting joan and mag tml!! like finally pls!! ya, i feel as excited as tinklebell, bouncing off every corner of the room!!! AHHHHHHHH!!! EYE MEES YEW!!! den baking with nise on saturday for bake sale on sunday. yes, pls come buy from us to raise funds for mission trip (: we're aiming for $30,000 tho i think that's quite mad. yay! ard $15,000 more to go. hurhur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so anyways, whats been going on recently is all this talk on who's running. [so fast??] yea. dunno what happened to this yr's batch, its quite scary actually. so once again, i gotta think of what i want. what i want to sacrifice that is. like ger said, its not fair to the people ard me. sighs. think i shld decide after otc leh. we'll see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ya ya, saint nicholas coming soon lah. bwahah. its a pun!! i said a pun!! lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-460004215313758629?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/460004215313758629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=460004215313758629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/460004215313758629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/460004215313758629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2007/11/omgdnssss-make-wish-is-finally-over.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-8592984245105973491</id><published>2007-11-18T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T23:05:04.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;today's like the first sunday ever where i slpt in and didnt go for morning mass. hurhur. had the whole morning and afternoon to study. den went for sunset mass with my parents. met jacintha and farah at j8. i was the 3rd SU person they met! bwahah. they met tomu and leb-leb at suntec apparently. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;k, after TPrawks ar, the excitement of everything else pales in comparison. haha. was watching 'the noose' on channel 5. go watch pls!! its freaking crappy and highly entertaining. lol. gurmit says as he closes the show &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: verdana;"&gt;'and remember, if you see a black cat crossing your path, it signifies that, the cat is going somewhere'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; rofl. like wth arh. hahaha. just imagine, the whole show was like that. its like some news programme with fake reporters and fake incidents, but they did it so professionally, its rather funny. haha. they had old grannys going to arcades, bullying students and alot of other shit lah. catch it next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;yay!! my sis gonna put up xmas tree this week. all our ornaments are fading and she wanted to buy cheapo ones from daiso. so i asked my sis to put red apples and white wafers. yep, did you know that these were initially hung on the real xmas trees? father ho told us last yr about how xmas trees came about. the fir tree is an evergreen tree that does not wilt even during winter, the apple [or fruit actually] represents the fall of man cuz adam sinned and ate the apple, and the wafer represents life again cuz jesus died for us so we could have life. and the star was originally there too, it showed the way to bethlehem. bwahaha. you get the idea. its really interesting arh, every part of the tree signifies smtg. the presents came in a bit later, from the story of saint nicholas. see if i have time, i'll put it up in my next post (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;k, gotta go study for some more quizzes. gahhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-8592984245105973491?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/8592984245105973491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=8592984245105973491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/8592984245105973491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/8592984245105973491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2007/11/todays-like-first-sunday-ever-where-i.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-3177336898551660590</id><published>2007-11-17T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T23:31:05.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;woots. 3 days of TPrawks have just ended. im like damn shacked right now pls. had a great time with greenies!! (: we had some sports school rawkers and we requested for team singapore jerseys. and they gave me these shirts which are ten sizes too big lah! lol. anyways, besides tt, got lotsa slp to catch up with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;went to collect passport this morning. gahhhh. after all the slpless nights, i woke up early at 7 to collect my ugly passport. had prog meeting after tt and den to elene's hse. after tt, went to meet loggers!!! oh mann, u wouldnt believe what happened lah. went off from elene's hse to town and my phone freaking died halfway there. was suppose to meet them at wheelock fish&amp;amp;co but they werent there when i reached!! so i had no way to contact them at all. tried to use my laptop to send a msg budden their numbers were in my sim card -.- so i depressingly walked ard borders. and guess what?! they found me along the aisle of the cd section!! yay!! i was so relieved i cried in the middle of borders pls. lol. mann, i miss u guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so anyway, im watching 'license to wed' right now with my sis. another sweet sweet love story -beams-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-3177336898551660590?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/3177336898551660590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=3177336898551660590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/3177336898551660590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/3177336898551660590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2007/11/woots.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-8276915289119455976</id><published>2007-11-11T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T02:04:33.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;alright guys. last post damn emo. im fine now (: thankyew yall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so anyways, today went to do cip. took some kids around haw par villa, all not more than 10 yrs old. they're all so cute lah!! haha. as usual, 3 of us girls were grouped with the [5 minus peng ghee] 4 guys. and our kids consisted of 5 boys, so everything they gao dim. haha. but omg, we still died at amazing race la. im getting old mann. they run, we chase. lol. we didnt win in the end la, but if there was a best group, im damn sure we would have won it. all cause of desmond babey pls. lol. 'the most obedient child in the 10 courts of hell will get an everlasting gobstopper' bribery lah! now, we all know why belle's so obedient for animal lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so after a back-breaking day, i went off to slp at 8 just now. and im suppose to be online searching for the stupid email john seah suppose to send at 11! so im actually awake now at 2am for ntg!! gahhhhh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-8276915289119455976?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/8276915289119455976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=8276915289119455976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/8276915289119455976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/8276915289119455976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2007/11/alright-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-1805130883841988241</id><published>2007-11-06T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T21:15:13.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;music playing: miss you like crazy by the moffats [on repeat mode]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;warning: rant ahead! possibly of self-pity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im tired. already -.- i dont know how other people do it. just keep going on and on, and it doesnt stop. in fact, it keeps piling. and i cant do everything. cant. when was the last time i used that word? dont bother, that was rhetorical. being naive has a positive result of turning cannots into cans. but im growing up too quickly-retorts. im turning 18!! and the whole world owes me presents!!!! yea, im getting cranky as well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-dont highlight if you're gonna laugh-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;fuck. im going insane. and vulgar; i wont even strike that off. my mum's darn irritating. firstly, she made me come home for dinner when i could have went to watch stardust with loggers. and now, she's on the verge of killing me over not finishing the food, when my dad told me to keep for tml. wth la. i miss loggers so badly, i want to cry. literally. but even if i go meet them, all they'll do is talk abt freaking a'levels. sometimes, i wish i went jc. even if i know i'ld fail everything. and i wanna watch stardust really badly. just for that few hours of getaway time, sunk into a nvm good, but relatively unrealistic movie. need that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i miss my classmates. since school started, i havent had lunch with sherry. how retarded, considering she's the closest to me in class. i miss liwei and adelyn, and gossips with them. i miss church people, who're living their own lives. i miss liver, whom i had a terrible nightmare abt tt day and is still worried abt him. i miss nise, cuz she doesnt really talk much abt papers. heck, she doesnt even know where she's gg after cj. i miss our endless conversations on threadless tees, and singing songs on her guitar. i miss joan. and all the times i could have talked to her, but now she's so far away. i miss daniel and our dinners. i miss walking home thru kensington park, listening to his amazing ipod. i miss squabbling with him over nonsensical stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i miss my family. i miss coming home early for dinner. now, they dont even wait for me. even if i come home relatively early. i miss going out with my sis. her boyfriend has taken my place. sisterly outings has turned into dates, with me tagging along. i miss mag and teri. girlfriends for life seem so hard to picture now. thank god there's still gen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i think im gonna be forgotten soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-1805130883841988241?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/1805130883841988241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=1805130883841988241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/1805130883841988241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/1805130883841988241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2007/11/music-playing-miss-you-like-crazy-by.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-6080569901626203893</id><published>2007-11-04T00:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T00:57:13.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yes, im well aware its 0030am on a sunday morning. im gradually becoming nocturnal. met up with gen for dinner just now. i miss her already. sigh. talked abt lots of stuff, and she always has so many stories to tell me. haha. one dinner with her is like two condensed amplify sessions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anyways after the stories, we decided to shop ard. we walked into this shop selling glass board games. i saw the tic-tac-toe and said 'eh, lets play' so we removed all the pieces first, den the shop-keeper came up and asked in freaking chinese 'ke yi bang ni ma?' and gen freaking replied nonchalently in english 'oh, we're just looking'. den right in front of her, we started playing tic-tac-toe! ahahahah! as if it wasnt enough ar, when we hurriedly walked out, gen bumped her head against the glass shelf she couldnt see! and she couldnt stop squealing. rofl. so both of us ended up laughing in the middle of the corridor, tearing from lack of oxygen and stomach cramps. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;retarded gen. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anyways, after the refeshing meet-up, returned very quickly back to reality. im going insane. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;on the brink of insanity. or rather, as gen says, on the brink of sanity. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;alot is going on in my head right now. and with electrico's &lt;strong&gt;hello&lt;/strong&gt; on repeat mode, wallowing in emo-ness sounds perfect. gahhhh. kanye west says: now that dont kill me, can only make me stronger. budden its in a relatively different and obscene context -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hello, stupid and rescue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;can you send somebody please&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'cause i cant wait another minute&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;as my sunlight slips away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-6080569901626203893?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-4395754156056090607</id><published>2007-10-31T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T23:43:02.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mann, i swear LTA is freaking brainless. like in the middle of the day close off two out of three lanes. they created a jam from hougang all the way to eunos lah!! bozos!! was worse than morning jam. and it made me late for class pls. i left hse at 2 and reached at 3.20 can. bahhh. idiots. lucky teacher was nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;k, nuff of whining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;shucks la. got so much things to do these few days. should have been at the lounge today. there were pple coming in for interview and i wasnt there!! -.- anyways, had to help sherry do the baking. we're sharing the cart-shop with jiahui. pls patronise tml, thankyew (:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and and, tml is all saints' day of obligation!! morning mass will kill me cuz i have 8am lec and i cant make it in the evening. so after a few hours of panic, i found a 1pm mass at church of holy trinity. haha. yay! praise god! so near school some more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;just msn-ed joan to ask if she has decided on mission trip. she's going!!! woots. cant wait lah. log bonding at last, after their horrible a'levels. we're going like right after xmas, which is boxing day. im mad ar. cant even be bothered if school starts on the 31st dec or in jan. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;k, thousand and one things to complete starting with sleep. bonsoir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-4395754156056090607?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/4395754156056090607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=4395754156056090607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/4395754156056090607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/4395754156056090607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2007/10/mann-i-swear-lta-is-freaking-brainless.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-6683605247117572566</id><published>2007-10-31T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T00:24:21.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;k, im officially sick! i feel it coming mann. that sucky feeling in your throat. i just know it. the viruses are living off my cells!! heaty, my mum calls it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i know its only tuesday, but this is the best week i've ever had. haha. hmmm, actually you can nv be too sure. i just opened a chain mail which i deleted. ohwells. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i need sleep. oyasumi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-6683605247117572566?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/6683605247117572566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=6683605247117572566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/6683605247117572566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/6683605247117572566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2007/10/k-im-officially-sick-i-feel-it-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-5699350029829749762</id><published>2007-10-27T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T21:04:00.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;when you've put in effort in one part of your life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;you usually lose something in another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;when you've put in a lot more effort in one part of your life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;you usually lose a lot more in another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i didnt mean to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-5699350029829749762?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/5699350029829749762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=5699350029829749762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/5699350029829749762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/5699350029829749762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2007/10/when-youve-put-in-effort-in-one-part-of.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-6266649909710871262</id><published>2007-10-26T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T22:05:50.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've been worn away by birthday memories and galleries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Of pictures in my head of you when I'm away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'd do anything to keep this fear from flowing through my veins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'd stay awake and fret just for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-6266649909710871262?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/6266649909710871262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1634210676090450046.post-2610981386327729736</id><published>2007-10-24T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T23:12:57.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;right. i was actually already in my room, falling asleep but my sis turned on the tv so loudly i could hear 'jenny' on the live the dream results show. and i rmbed i hadta blog tt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;THE CLICK 5 WENT TO SJC!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mann, wish i was there to see. hur. anyways, the girls prolly went crazy lah. from the newpaper picture, they were all over the guys. haha. the click 5 went zhong hua sec too. budden, cuz they didnt have the ang mo culture, the newpaper reporter jack them in the article like mad. haha. girls and boys were sitting apart, and after the performance, the girls didnt even stand for them. damn wasted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i love IJ's ang mo culture lah! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1634210676090450046-2610981386327729736?l=gah-brielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/feeds/2610981386327729736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1634210676090450046&amp;postID=2610981386327729736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/2610981386327729736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1634210676090450046/posts/default/2610981386327729736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gah-brielle.blogspot.com/2007/10/right.html' title=''/><author><name>arisa igarashi*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296439693353741224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
