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    <title>:D</title>
    <published>2009-04-29T20:30:42Z</published>
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    <content type="html">jerry jerry jerry!</content>
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    <title>beautiful strength</title>
    <published>2009-04-25T21:13:38Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-25T21:13:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>starlight tears</lj:music>
    <content type="html">isnt strength something more astounding than greatness. life without strength's like scenery without solace. it is holding on to such strength that gives us all hope sometimes. haha this was utterly randomly, but just a thought i harboured for a moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my feet and legs are aching but argh i feel so alive. if only everyday could be like how everyday is now. where you can dance whenever you feel like it, not needing to care if theres work waiting. its feeling the joy of dancing after so long that makes dancing now even more enjoyable than it already is. to step into the studio you grew up in and see the barres and mirrors, and the wooden floorings, piano in a corner. and to surprisingly, realise you're actually feeling this happy from ballet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i do well for the exams, and i hope ntu calls soon. just 2 things for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i need a stomach pump as well i feel entirely unwell my stomachs the height junan's mouth its just so uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was nice seeing worm today. goodfriend of 8 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 5. and shihui will sleep. goodnight world(:</content>
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    <title>for one, happiness</title>
    <published>2009-04-24T17:48:29Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-24T17:48:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i just really wish for everyone to be happy. it seems difficult, yet achievable. it has to be achieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after finishing the drama yesterday, at 6am and being badly affected by it resulting in a slight case of insonmia, i finally fell asleep at an unknown time. i really set the alarm for 3pm so i could wake just in time to meet lydia at 4, but i only woke up at 4 anyway. so i was late to meet her and im so very sorry about it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it felt good catching up. us talking. and those girls in uniforms which so reminds me of how we were like. though lydia claims we looked better. haha, i dont know. secondary school were the days where one's hair is just always messy, isnt it. they were so fun. even stress there was just an innocent strain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydia, as always, its really going to be okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not having a job beens going to sleep at whatever time you want to, waking up in the evenings. going anywhere you want to go, doing anything you want to do, every single day. ive actually never felt this free for awhile now. although there still ballet. people who choose to travel around the world penniless, is this what they see in such a lifestyle. this space and freedom in life. not any amount of pennies will give us that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont have time to think about so much now i guess. just to work hard and earn enough to support my studies in the future, and to help out at home. and then to venture out into what i always wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to live life with such freedom is priceless.</content>
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    <title>waited till eleven just to figure</title>
    <published>2009-04-22T17:05:56Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-25T21:19:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">woke up at some indecent time today due to the addiction im stil facing which results in me sleepin only in the morning after the sun comes up and me being able to hear the birds. this 2 signs indicate sleeping time. but sriously its so ridiculously unhealthy i shall scold myself and be real stern about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;job hunting has been tremendously hurtful and upon massive searching ive only been able to get a waitressing job on an adhoc basis at royal plaza, the hotel in which i once vowed i'll work in last year even before the bleedin As. i'll label myself a high class waistress. and i definitely will try and grab as much as i can after work. the main reason to why i was dying ( well not exactly) to work there, apart from the expensive looking ceilings and chands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im currently looking at fairmont hotel as well. please call me soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im dying to go to london this june! and argh im still apprehensive about goin for asia pacific comp. i mean one of the greatest reason would be that we get to go to hongkong which WILL BE SO INSANELY FUN. but i really feel i should just focus on ballet exams for now. and the kids! THE KIDS yes. they're finaly improving did i mention that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like shanghai and nz was such fun seriously. this is so tempting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so mr oh has quit. why is everyone quitting their jobs. isnt the economy really bad or something. though i raelly feel that if i dont flip the papers i wont even realise it. oh the joy of not having to care abuot such events. for now. thats probably the keyword for this entire passage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so having tuition with yikai is always enlightening cause he so reminds me of peirce. because he is from peirce. he is so peirce. like how we are so peirce like there is just something in us thats so the same although we're different in our own ways. i so miss that place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and having mr oh leave us is sad because he is the greatest yj has. i mean many in yj who knew me probably thoguht i was beyond insane. how i never seemed to care, and how i never seemed to ever be in class. or in school for that matter. how i never wanted to really talk to anyone. you know no one could understand, and it didnt bother me that no one could anyway. you just get fine with anything, even with how others might judge you. and it is so different. how people treated you when you're not the accepted kid, and how people treat you when you're the popular kid. i just wanted to get through those years with close friends and graduate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing about yj was people always seemed to be obsessed over the most stupid things. like whose pretty and who isnt, which guy is rich and which isnt, whether that guy was a secret mugger or not, whether that guy was a national floorball player anot. how people could never stop talking abuot other people. many just cuoldnt get their own life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why shuold we care. thats how it really was for me after i went into that school. but mr oh was the first, and the only one, who made sense to me. the only one who was able to reach out to me and understand me without me saying anything. most importantly, he believed me in a time when no one did. but yj isnt a good place to be in and i know that. so i guess im happy his leaving. but i really hope i get to see him somday again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im so lookin foward to london! WOOHOO. and tmr's outing with some crazy humanbeing. haha its been awhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty, i must go back to my korean boyfriend, goodnight world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001hd24/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001hd24/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you witch! youre about one month from grad</content>
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    <title>3am busstop talks</title>
    <published>2009-04-21T21:08:08Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-25T21:16:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>boys before flowers!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">and when we checked the phone for time, all of a sudden it was 3.20 in the morning. and there was no cabs, infact, no cars on the streets, when just an hour ago we had about ten cabs stopping by to see if we needed one. how we hate it when such things happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i finally met mr lee today for lunch and it was his treat! im so happy for him now that his finally really thinking about gettin married to that gf of his theyve been together since forever and his really such a great guy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was just so random. after i got home i immediately fainted on the front couch, yes the one right behind my main gate. and then i heard people screaming at me. my uncle and cousin turned up all of a sudden, and it felt so good seeing that cousin cause i haven seen him for 6 years due to certain events and i missed him so much. i really wish we could hang out like before again. i wish things could have been simpler for all of us, and we didnt have to bother what schools we were from, we didnt even have to care abuot anything else other than the friendship we had which was so important. and still is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then boys before flowers all the way till 11 im so in love and its all the weird people's fault for gettin me started. then i got jawei addicted as well. im so proud of myself okay take a deep breath and prepare to scream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/00029349/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/00029349" width="140" height="93" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;precioussssssssssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marry me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay next&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i met char for supper as usual. at some unearthly time. like 11.45. it was a thrill with the prata and barchormee. woohoo. who can ask for more seriously. then we were talking about ballet and about ballet competitions tihs year. and aobut the potential year end concert, which we might send out kids in for. well my kids are more young and fresh than hers, so thats really something to think abuot. a bunch of 3 year olds crying on stage isnt exactly what i'll call appealing and a success. but we'll see &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we were sittin at the busstop, and there was this insanely noisy paikia car which stopped by the bus stop, you know the kind with the which makes you go wtfluck, and there were people in there, like guys. so they decided to come out for abit and smoke by the road side. it was entirely random. it was so smelly, lucky charmaine was having a blocknose. but i wasnt so i was compltely suffocating. well not exactly but just felt like making it seem big&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after 324324 minutes, they drove away. and another 23432 minutes later, this guy approached us &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason why im bloggin abuot this is raelly because i felt the approach was strange&lt;br /&gt;it really was, it got me thinking. it was like reading a long passage on dc circuits when you really dont even care about it, but have to do it, so you feel a strain in your head perpetually throughout the entire time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda told the guy it was strange. like the approach was really strange. and the guy sorta agreed with me. and that made the whole thing even more strange. and it bothered me. how strange it was. i think its his way of asking. its bothering. its different when smoeone just approaches you, as compared to someone who approaches you and reiterates about the driving part. would it get you thinking. why will he think that. so does driving makes him sound smarter or something and hence attact girls? i dont understand. so he thinks just by one look he can decide im like that? why are guys always doing such things. i wanted to ask him but i couldnt get myself to do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i shall go back to drama, where weird people dont exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loveya world. goodnight(:</content>
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    <title>the one where we see the others</title>
    <published>2009-04-19T21:42:45Z</published>
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    <content type="html">okay so i was at facebook and was surprised that people were still doing '25 random things' where you're really supposed to say 25 random things about yourself. not 25 random interesting things, but just things. so you can really say things like i like soup, i like to eat dinner naked. if they wanted interesting things, they would probably have to only ask for one or two stuff really. then you'll just have to say something like for instance, i have a tail, to completely own it. that was really such a tough one though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thats not what i wanna blog about today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i want to visit the paternal's side grandparents grave today. i was really feeling faint and weak cause i so deserve it for sleeping at an unearthly 5am the night before. it was nice seeing them. though i never knew them, and never saw them, i know they're amazing people. almost makes me feel ashamed of what i am really but i'll get something done one day uh huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it turns out the relatives were pretty friendly this time round. somehow they just were. really it seemed almost sincere. but definitely kept my head clear every second. just incase, you know, someone jumps out at you. turned out dad couldnt keep his mouth shut and blurted the case of the bleeding alevels results to the rest of them. i seriously dont understand. how i hate it when such things happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do your parents kinda speak in a different language or dialect when they're hittin on issues they dont want you to know about. well mine does. all the time. so he was doing it in hakka and i really have absolutely no idea. but you know how you lift certain words from people's speech, and you replay it repeatedly in your head, then the penultimate of matching them to chinese words, finally reaching the stage of decifering the secret message. yeah that was the process which went on in my head as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shold never look at the person you're talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fortunately, i kept the default expression on. the muscles on my cheeks were really straining, but i managed to pull through the 2 hours relatively smoothly with no sign of insincerity written on my face. somehow i felt pretty calm despite the many words which were continuously churning up in my head. i even controlled my eyes in such a way that i just looked like i was quietly and politely waiting for the adults to be ready. it was amazing but it sucked energy out of me. i went home and napped for 5 hours straight after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but dont get me wrong. i enjoyed seeing the rest of them to some extent, and really was happy i got to see my grandparents. they were very good people and i cant ask for anything more but to be like them someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i met valerie at night. wanrong was supposed to come but she was entirely stressed out. cheerup and pull through. we really have to make it this time biatch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so it was exciting. we saw carisa and cat. that was pretty. and the table beside us were well friendly, right val? so anyway, val and i were at this table, and cat and cari were at another, but my, how eyes can communicate so well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when snowman walked in, it was just insane. we went mad at it. i dont think ive felt such excitment in a long time seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;val and me thruogh msg to cari: i dare you to say hi to him and make a convo with him for one min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cari: turns and points the middle finger at us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that was really so sweet of her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cari: you do that and i buy you a drink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which was such a great deal, and i was really thinking if wr was there with us we would have gotten that free drink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wouldnt mind doing it, but i was in a more reserved mood today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then these 2 really hot girls walked in they had spidery legs which were practically up to my chin. shite. immediately, cari shot a look across to us. and i shot the same look back. see what i mean. this is good conversation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we sat and talked about the days in peirce. how we miss those days and all the silly things we did, and how everyone knew what aws happening in everyones life, and how there was somehow, always so much drama. it was such joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hokay meetin with worm, hz and lee next week. and cheap shoppin with valzx! and kwr hang in there we all loveeee you alittle :D study hard and after we can hangout and bali!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh 5.40am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo goodnight world!</content>
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    <title>mary sue ann jane julie</title>
    <published>2009-04-18T17:39:45Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-18T18:25:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>jiahui's scary voice</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/00028wkq/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/00028wkq/s320x240" width="159" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think at some point of our lives, yes the one we trifle with, the one we try to lead crazy yet sensibly, we get to that somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it isnt a bad thing. we cant neccesarily classify things as good or bad that easily i guess, unless its a cut and dried topic like charmainetay is an irritating chipmunk, on second thought, that could be relatively immanent as well. such issues such as the one stated previously are muchly universally condemned. indeed, no we cant. we can never dub things that simply. because as much as we lke to think we are self made beings, in which i raelly wont go into depth on that, we really arent. there are a jeremiad of events wihch could lead to what i call the sweater effect. in which you only have to pull tug on one thread to undo what was iniatially perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then you could only wish for things to have turned out differently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so people say desirable actions and words will probably be able to really turn things around, regardless of how insidious the web of reality is, or how masochistic man really are. perhaps that holds some truth. webs of reality, how they suck you in and spit you out so quickly sometimes. it just makes you feel sick &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like how in the adult world, they use girls for almost anything. most particularly a girl named sue. they use sue to get money out of each other, smoetimes over the smallest matter, or even over a speck of dust; really nothing. issues in which there is nothing inherently wrong about it. sue is raelly one who requires high maintence, so i guess people tink its cool to have her around. they use her everywhere these days. she must be really popular and i have to have her on facebook soon to up my social status&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll really miss her when its gone. its kinda scary thinkin about it. i hope everything will turn out fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's gonne be dreadful, im absolutely dreading tmr. its gonna be incredibly intense, i need a script and plan. and to master a default facial expression before tmr comes. relatives from paternal side of the fam. where no one is anything below law school. below law school/ let me reprhase that. no wait i cant. but tel me first, which is raelly deemed more prestigeous causei  raelly dont know; law, med or dentistry. the jaw drop action when they realise what ive gotten for the As, and the fact im pretty much teaching ballet on sats. its gonna be such a refreshing experience. okay default facial expression to be mastered first for upcomin event. im really kinda scared about it somehow. please just dont get affected by them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ive no idea whether i shold go back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those aside, my ballet girls are INSANELY INTELLIGENT they improved tremendously and im sooooo proud and happy.! :D brags x100 seriously people they are so skilled and graceful prancing around i shall kowtow to them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i really feel way better about the email stuff! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay shall skype jawei then turn in. btw andrew is so thin right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight world i love ya plentyzxz:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands over my head&lt;br /&gt;Thinking what else could go wrong&lt;br /&gt;would have stayed in bed&lt;br /&gt;How can the day be so long</content>
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    <title>super day out! :D</title>
    <published>2009-04-17T16:31:03Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-17T16:31:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">PRESENTING THE SPECTACLES OF LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001w231/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001w231/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we only live life once&lt;br /&gt;and what we really want&lt;br /&gt;is to find true love knocking on life's door&lt;br /&gt;but when it comes on a piece of paper&lt;br /&gt;a most unexpected, peculiar time&lt;br /&gt;what do you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch spectacles of love to find out. coming out in theatres around you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today i had interviews which went remarkably funny. one didnt want to believe i would wanna try waitressing, she was so apprehensive. do i look that meek and helplesss seriously and waitressing is really gonna be bearable. im kinda looking forward to this fresh experience ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's teachin again with the kids. im gonna come up with a decent lesson plan later on for them(: im loving them more each week realy. they're so adorablee. let me share some love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001xzby/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001xzby/s320x240" width="180" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001y456/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001y456/s320x240" width="180" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001zwc5/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001zwc5/s320x240" width="180" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/00020eky/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/00020eky/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after hanging around with crazy human being for the longest time, i met up with wr, val and et. 17 again and ZAC EFRON IS SO CUTE i never thought he was until i watched the movie and argh im slmost smitten by him right now. the movie was a good one and it made us laugh pretty hard hahaha. elf language. wanrong's probably gona really try that out sometime too soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/00021ksk/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/00021ksk/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/00022d4y/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/00022d4y/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/00023xey/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/00023xey/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/00024fya/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/00024fya/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/00025ehf/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/00025ehf/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/00026eqy/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/00026eqy/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/00026eqy/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/00026eqy/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last but definitely not least. aw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/000270cq/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/000270cq/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aw aw aw aw this feels so secondary school but AW and yes i saw the hottest guy on earth today! hahaha wins the cute uk guy we saw in sec 3 hands down girls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty, lesson plans, and then to bed. btw, i did up a quiz on facebook. do you love me? go do it and find out :D i am terribly disappointed with your results char&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's gonna be fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i try not to think&lt;br /&gt;its not, its just the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;world's a playground</content>
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    <title>manksy @ 2009-04-17T01:27:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-16T17:46:04Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-16T17:50:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>if i let you go</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so i had this really long night since i couldnt catch any sleep. i spent the whole night up webcamming with marg. seriously, marg has proof i was damn skinny back in sec 3. we took a picture with this pink dolphin tog (yes no kdding its real) in sentosa, and boy were we tiny then or w hat. while it was 5am over here, it was 2pm over there. so we went on till it was 9am over here, and i decided it was insane. i gotta go to bed. its so addictive talking to her and i love her soooo much :D in the end, had to only look lydia up at night cause of the sleepless night. we were supposed to do town in the morn ): sorry lyds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001tcks/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001tcks/s320x240" width="320" height="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we were talking about the normal stuff, about life, and her life which really hasnt been too normal lately. to think of it, mine hasnt been as well. then we stumbled across the horoscope page. and we had this realy interesting read on capricorns. though its really not good to pass judgement on anyone, especially based on these. but we couldnt help it anyway:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i was really feeling so horrid about the whole thing. just horrid. insecured, uncertain, questions to be answered which werent asked and werent answered. guesses. alot of guesses. and too strong an instinct to ignore. make that two. two instincts. i trust mine, and marg has the same feel towards it, so its a definite no i guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she keeps me grounded. i really was having this feelin at the pit of my stomach, you know the kind of feeling you get when you know you're doing something you sholdnt be doing, or feeling something you shuoldnt be feeling. she really keeps me grounded. and at the end of the day, its really just a so what? we have plenty plenty(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its not true that im the smarter one out of the two of us. we're tumours and that makes us the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to everyone whose really been talking to me about it. wanrong, valerie, lydia, fangxian, mark, yvonne. big big thankyou. i really feel way better about it now(: and i feel silly for ever feeling so inferior to people like  them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we all learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i practiced ballet today! yes i did! and spent hell lots of time talking to val and wr online. char is crazy. she had this 6 day week because theres no thurs this week for her, cause of reasons. i really dont wanna put that here its alittle weird. shes so weird. and look at this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001sgp0/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001sgp0/s320x240" width="320" height="57" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll find a way to make it bigger, but click on it for a preview just for today. strange kid she is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today waas syf for dance. wonder how did yj do. but who cares about yj. i really wonder though, how did peirce do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hokay, outing with worm, then interview! then outing with et wr and val tmr. cant wait its been awhile.! woohoo 17 and zac efron! though im not a fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I AM A FAN OF WESTLIFE AND SO IS VAL :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight world!</content>
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    <title>a special friend</title>
    <published>2009-04-16T14:52:13Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-16T14:52:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>again, again</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i have a very special friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001rp82/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001rp82/s320x240" width="320" height="57" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and very special she was indeed</content>
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    <title>manksy @ 2009-04-16T03:33:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-15T19:44:11Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-15T19:44:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i was tryin to neaten up my new lappy, since its only 1 month old (happy one month anni baby) but is overflowin with folders alr. then i came across my picture folder, with sadly, only extremely few pics which i saved over from the previous lappy ( i still love you btw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss plenty of days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001ckyx/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001ckyx" width="130" height="97" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001de3s/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001de3s" width="97" height="130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001e3we/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001e3we" width="130" height="97" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001fchy/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001fchy/s320x240" width="180" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001gtxf/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001gtxf/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001hd24/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001hd24/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001kq3x/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001kq3x/s320x240" width="320" height="213" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001pt6f/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001pt6f/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001qwtr/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001qwtr/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you?</content>
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    <title>one where we should really go home before morning</title>
    <published>2009-04-15T18:24:47Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-15T18:24:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>again</lj:music>
    <content type="html">okay its 2am and i just got home. again. after telling myself repeatedly to go home early countless times, meaning 32432 times, i failed miserably againn ): look of guilt. after mash and fries and drinks and BOMB PRATA wihch is seriously the bomb, we talked till 2am and i realised i had to pee, so i rushed home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im gonna advertise for this new rest around the corner really soon. char shall do it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally had tuition with yikai today and it went pretty well haha though we started youtubing towards the end. i shuold seriously be more professional about it, RIGHT yikai? hahaha. i cant imagine his about to have prelims in 2 weeks. since when were prelims in peirce so damn early anyway remind me someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh shoots i just received this damn weird msg frm claire saying 'i see someone new you better reply to me!' wth does that mean?! shite my friends are gettin too disturbing. and everyone, val has been watching the korean version of f4 for what seems to be the 10th time. bless her soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so i met alisha candy yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/00017gf8/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/00017gf8/s320x240" width="180" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001887a/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001887a/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/00019cw3/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/00019cw3/s320x240" width="180" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001a5wz/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001a5wz/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001b6ck/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/0001b6ck/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bull was refreshin i must say. it was very precisely crafted, not leaving any details. it was completely meticulous raelly. we were greatly impressed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and taken aback&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha okay, alisha if youre reading this, my friend, of 15 years, thought you were my girlfriend.! oh which you are. indeed, we are truely compatible:D aw TAKE THAT char and jasmine :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hokay town with lyds at 10 in the morn tmr. seriously that is pretty unearthly hour to be in town at. but lets brve that. after, some monkey's comin over for a sleepover!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyou marg for everything. really appreciate it. esp for staying for last night i love you and i'll talk to you soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and kent i hope you survived work today with less than 3 hours of sleep from last nightzx hahazx heHEzx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i leave, everyone listen to again by natasha bedingfield. dont usualy listen to her, but ive been listening to this song on loop since last night, completely in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay goodnight world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for you i'll do it all over again&lt;br /&gt;for i all went through let me to you&lt;br /&gt;so i'll do it all over again&lt;br /&gt;for you</content>
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    <title>the one where things get even more strange</title>
    <published>2009-04-13T17:54:54Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-13T18:05:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>spagetti jingle!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so after a long day from ballet, and contemplating over whether to send the email out, i had this really comforting conversation with 2 really goodfriends of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this sudden outburst of emotions from wr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/00016tds/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/00016tds/s320x240" width="320" height="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes exactly, i had the same reaction as you did though i really tried to remain indifferent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then it continued,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/00013hga/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/00013hga/s320x240" width="320" height="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaving valerie and i incredibly speechless. shortly after, she went offline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously may peace be with this dear friend of ours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todays been tiring having ballet, being late for ballet, the teaching ballet. oh guess what my life revolves around these days. its such joy though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately people around me been upset. but we'll get through this, it'll really be okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's day out with my candy alisha(: its been a long while since we caught up and i really miss her! looking foward to seeing her tmr :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hokay before i leave, i insist on showing off our portrait of love so here it comes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/00014gea/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/00014gea" width="130" height="97" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/000158wc/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/manksy/pic/000158wc/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight world</content>
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    <title>like you meant it</title>
    <published>2009-04-09T20:54:22Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-09T21:36:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sky</lj:music>
    <content type="html">its flucking 4am! hahhaa HO NO! and easter's coming so soon i cant wait :D and i cant wait to see the rest of the PEAS in church tmr as well its been quite sometime since we caughtup(: its gonna be enjoyable i just know it(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well today was utterly random. to cut the long story short, i got home at 2am or something, after attemping to conquer thomsen, and dancing outside some random place. afterwhich i ended up talking to my mum till 4am. regarding my friends and past relationship. after 3 years since i broke up with this guy i was with for one entire year, she finally realised why i did it hahaha. took you awhile mum, but it was so nice catching up &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like the mistakes in the background that not everyone has found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah my mum's really sweet. i love her plenty. shes so random. okay moving on to the real stuff, my cute toe is really unhappy because her nail fell out well it was really hanging on for dear life but i plucked it off. then now its just really meaty and stuff ): so now we all know whats behind lil ms nail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im kinda glad im without a weekday job right now. its nice to be able to wander around, even if its too much for your own good. its walking down the streets, looking at the things aruond you, breathing in the air which strangely feels different everywhere you go, that makes you feel like you're living sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you made me feel like i was living. because you reminded me of the dreams i had, and the importance of giving all i have to reach them. youre like trainjourneys and runaways to, make believe and the best ever cartoon. the best ever cartoon. its just fiction isnt it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt know it'll hurt. maybe this was more than what i said it was. how we could hit it off since the first day, how we could talk as though we knew each other. how it somehow really made me feel so happy. did we really. and how you would dance for me, teach me how to throw a frisbee. and us with that ridiculous self defence kick, though i really still cant get it right. how we ate up the whole of the basement, those random dinners and movies because we were always so insanely busy. haha did i tell you that you really made gaming seem normal though. times we talked about life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how we'll say 'we're so different' and laugh about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we knew this would never go anywhere, but somehow it got serious along the way. when did it even get this serious, and how did it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we should laugh about this too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so sorry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i could steal one final glance&lt;br /&gt;one final dance&lt;br /&gt;i'll play a song that will never ever end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise, everything will be wonderful again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, im really lookin forward to tmr! okay but its 5.30 in the morn. argh unearthly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight world</content>
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    <title>tell me how vile</title>
    <published>2009-04-08T17:22:30Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-09T20:10:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the boy who blocked his own shot</lj:music>
    <content type="html">yesterday morning was interesting. hector and i were online till some really unearthly hour listening to songs. to be more specific, we were listening to old songs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like songs from westlife. and they're still good! and now that im older i finally grasp the art of their cuteness aw westlife marry me im single shy and adorable, pick me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this part is for charmaine. westlife, i might just be the girl of your dreams :D HAHAHAHAHA oh charmaine-ris.livejournal laughs laughs ten times laughs loudly laughs still eyeball falls out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hokay let this post be one filled with words cause no photos today :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i woke up today, after having 8 missed calls from people i call friends, who apparently dont know me well enough yet. nah they do, they were just really trying to force me out of my precious sleep. stares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shihui is never awake at 10.50 in the morning on a holiday day you shuold be very ashamed of yourself for even attempting, FRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so i had breakfast at 3 and talked to mum till dad came back where i told him even more rubbish. afterwhich i finally talked to valerie online cause she FINALLY CAME BACK FROM HONGKONG AFTER LEAVING US FOR SO MANY DAYS OMG YOU HARSH UNLOVING BIATCH she was triyng to do this uni appli thing to smu which i completed alr (haha val) but its really a painful process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for one, they want you to write bout 3 accomplishments or worthy experiences. plays the criket noise. i dont know, its really tougher than it seems, especially when it keeps timing out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to meet char.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;char: lets meet 7 at amk hub&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me at 7: char, im at home where are you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;char: im still at home too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: oh good so i'll see you there soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to do our brows! IT WAS EXCRUCIATING THE PAIN WAS INDESCRIBABLE my eye sockets were about to spit my horrified eyeballs out of them and my eyebrowns were screaming i swear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then char THREADED HERS. applaud her everyone now now now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lady beside us was threadin her entire head. i present to you the next obama! it was extremely courageous of her i bet she'll be able to solve any challenges ahead of any nation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since peirce moved to amk for 2 years, char knows practically everything in amk and so we went to this super cheap jap rest like ninty nine cents for sushi it was so amazing! and the food was good too. we talked about life there. yes we're more deep now adays, esp now that shes actually hitting 18, and me 20. omgbbqomgbbq &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoots a superior look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay the rest of the night went by in a flash, the next thing i knew, we were doing miracles and trying to recall the steps for it, since i shuold most probably be rejoining them for the comp and stuff. and then we hung out again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately she missed her last bus and ohh there was this police van patrllin and i swear they thought she was below 16, thus shouldnt be out pass 12 yadas. considering the fact she stays within 2km away from me, a cabfare of 6 bucks is remarkably high. shoots move us to the northpole quick we wanna travel by dogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post was utter crap. but if you made it through, it probably made you a stronger person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmrs hanging out and gasp! receiving of interview results from scary interview lady! its nice not having a job sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight people! lots and lots and lots of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call me a safe bet, i betting im not</content>
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    <title>stolen</title>
    <published>2009-04-07T17:15:45Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-07T18:09:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>stolen</lj:music>
    <content type="html">and so i finally decided to revive this very inactive diary of mine after telling everyone i would do so since the end of the bleeding As.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much has happened in the past months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for one, i taught in peirce. yeah you heard me right. and then in tanglin school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those were the staples, during the weekends i taught ballet in crestar and gave tuition for the fun of it. it was busy yet incredibly enjoyable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i can still hear my nerves ringing in my ears sometimes. how much students can get onto your nerves sometimes, bittersweet stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i caught up with the amazing bunch of friends i have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met wonderful people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i travelled the country within one day several times, and realised indeed we are a small island&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had the most amount of fun i ever had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i received my alevel results, which wasnt really that fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i applied for university&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hopefully, about to start work in smrt; human resource development department&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the jov interview actually went incredibly badly, it was a pre emptive cursed rejection, super fail. heres what happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me standing cluelessly outside the entrance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lady turns and stares: what are you here for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me in shock (think shihui think what are you here for again): erm interview, erm interview, interview&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i repeated it fuglishly THRICE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me realising what i just did: haha senseless smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me once again realising what i just did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by this point of time, the woman was scrutinising, well i dont blame her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woman: you must be shihui, there arent many young people around here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: HUEY EAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i called out her name. if i had a knife i would have stabbed myself, all possibilities of her having any positive impression of me have long flown out of the window and into the wells of afganistan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she then invited me in, still scrutinising&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well lets just get to the interview&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woman: tell me more about yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: shifty eyes. my name is shihui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told her what school i was from and what i was doing previously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woman, still scrutinising, this time at my fingers since i was plucking at them: why did you quit the previous job? and why do you want to work here with us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda just told her the previous one was contract based and stuff it was a completely unimpressive reply, and i was disturbed she was staring at my bloody looking fingers, since i bite them. not cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she went on to asking me about times i had to work under stress, the types of admin duties ive carried out, whether i was comfortable working in a quiet environment since my previous jobs were interactive, why i chose to teach ballet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were really quite a few questions, i was having such a bad headache internally, but being such a brave soul that i am, i just kpt the smile goin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotta thank my ballet teacher for always forcing a smile on me when i see her seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the interview went on with me laughing alot to myself, since i could not believe how serious it was. i was partially overly excited as well. shite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it ended with her saying i was an incredible girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, incredible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not good, smart, gentle, kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but incredible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i better get this job then, if not that would make other candidates unworthy, since incredible is really high praise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its raelly big thanks to hector for the job though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay what else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hokay i guess i did things i never thought i could/would have done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i must say, the past months have been relatively well spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your smile is revolution</content>
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    <title>my first</title>
    <published>2008-11-15T18:00:13Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-15T18:00:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">bringin sexy back&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;them other boys dont know how to act&lt;br /&gt;think its special whats behind your back&lt;br /&gt;so turn around and ll pick up the slack&lt;br /&gt;go ahead be gone with it</content>
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