<?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-21918250</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:59:54.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>manequin</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manequin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21918250/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manequin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>strawberrydeath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11062082091533212223</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>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21918250.post-115146397412824371</id><published>2006-06-28T10:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T11:06:14.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jubilateIII</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;can you feel the love tonight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh, what game is this? Ohh... tennis. Oh, I majorly suck at tennis. WHY don't you have other more interesting games on your phone? Argh never mind. (pause) ... I'm LOSING! WHY? I'm telling you, that guy's cheating. I swear - it was in, not out. The umpire is bloody blind, that old man. AHA, fly ball! Take that, you loser! Told you I wasn't &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; hopeless, I finally gained &lt;strong&gt;a point&lt;/strong&gt;. (snort at the background) I'm going to thrash him, just wait and see. (pause) Oh no, oh shit. Why are all his balls flying all over the place? Is he even allowed to do that? I knew he was a cheater. ... GAH, I LOST! Quit showing REPLAYS, you stupid phone, you don't have to bloody rub it in. Oh, my opponent was Rank E&lt;em&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;is that the best rank or something?&lt;em&gt; No wonder&lt;/em&gt; I lost. What kind of retarded game is this anyway?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's not the game that's retarded, it's the player." (Lijia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She's talking to Lijia's phone again. Scary." (Cheryl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can you please stop playing? LEONIE?" (Gay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ARGHS you just made me miss a goal! Don't disturb me, I'm busy thrashing this guy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what you get when you have a bored, rather deranged person waiting in one of the backstage rooms of Kallang Theatre with only her junior's phone to amuse her while waiting for to perform at 730 - one hour away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Much thanks for the lovely bracelet. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21918250-115146397412824371?l=manequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manequin.blogspot.com/feeds/115146397412824371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21918250&amp;postID=115146397412824371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21918250/posts/default/115146397412824371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21918250/posts/default/115146397412824371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manequin.blogspot.com/2006/06/jubilateiii_28.html' title='jubilateIII'/><author><name>strawberrydeath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11062082091533212223</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-21918250.post-115146355868883056</id><published>2006-06-28T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T10:59:18.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jubilateIII</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;can you feel the love tonight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh, what game is this? Ohh... tennis. Oh, I majorly suck at tennis. WHY don't you have other more interesting games on your phone? Argh never mind. (pause) ... I'm LOSING! WHY? I'm telling you, that guy's cheating. I swear -  it was in, not out. The umpire is bloody blind, that old man. AHA, fly ball! Take that, you loser! Told you I wasn't &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; hopeless, I finally gained &lt;strong&gt;a point&lt;/strong&gt;. (snort at the background) I'm going to thrash him, just wait and see. (pause) Oh no, oh shit. Why are all his balls flying all over the place? Is he even allowed to do that? I knew he was a cheater. ... GAH, I LOST! Quit showing REPLAYS, you stupid phone, you don't have to bloody rub it in. Oh, my opponent was Rank E&lt;em&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;is that the best rank or something?&lt;em&gt; No wonder&lt;/em&gt; I lost. What kind of retarded game is this anyway?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's not the game that's retarded, it's the player." (Lijia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She's talking to Lija's phone again. Scary." (Cheryl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can you please stop playing? LEONIE?" (Gay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ARGHS you just made me miss a goal! Don't disturb me, I'm busy thrashing this guy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what you get when you have a bored, rather deranged person waiting in one of the backstage rooms of Kallang Theatre with only her junior's phone to amuse her while waiting for to perform at 730 - one hour away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Much thanks for the lovely bracelet. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21918250-115146355868883056?l=manequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manequin.blogspot.com/feeds/115146355868883056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21918250&amp;postID=115146355868883056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21918250/posts/default/115146355868883056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21918250/posts/default/115146355868883056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manequin.blogspot.com/2006/06/jubilateiii.html' title='jubilateIII'/><author><name>strawberrydeath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11062082091533212223</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-21918250.post-115122054332531747</id><published>2006-06-25T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T15:30:48.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Re-Offender</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;You say your sorry's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm locking myself in my room and I'm never coming out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, after all the times I have tried so hard, you only seem to make me feel immature and insensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You deserved to be at fault at that, I'm tired of fighting with my conscience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you do it again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21918250-115122054332531747?l=manequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manequin.blogspot.com/feeds/115122054332531747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21918250&amp;postID=115122054332531747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21918250/posts/default/115122054332531747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21918250/posts/default/115122054332531747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manequin.blogspot.com/2006/06/re-offender.html' title='Re-Offender'/><author><name>strawberrydeath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11062082091533212223</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-21918250.post-114921732303440341</id><published>2006-06-02T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T11:02:03.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saving mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;my turn to help&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if she took the afternoon off work because of her or me, but I would like to think that she needs a break and I'm there to accompany her (even though I know we'll probably end up shopping for my stuff instead of hers).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all she had done for me, it's really the least I can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, I would just like to point out that I have really wonderful-looking panda eyes, after staying up late last night to complete the one-page summary (English performance task extension). I've been procrastinating enough, it's time to get some work done. Promise I'll complete some mid-year review papers tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I have to get my butt to school to hand in the summaries I have with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21918250-114921732303440341?l=manequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manequin.blogspot.com/feeds/114921732303440341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21918250&amp;postID=114921732303440341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21918250/posts/default/114921732303440341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21918250/posts/default/114921732303440341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manequin.blogspot.com/2006/06/saving-mother.html' title='saving mother'/><author><name>strawberrydeath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11062082091533212223</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-21918250.post-114917832720618681</id><published>2006-06-01T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T11:03:01.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only save,</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Some new day I could understand your face&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(you can even hold my hand if you would like to.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/509/1100/320/IMG_0732.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my presence wasn't felt on Tuesday, but I would just like to be grateful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dim wit&lt;br /&gt;Offering me your jacket&lt;br /&gt;Grey skies "which lead to rain the next morning"&lt;br /&gt;The fishes &amp; frogs in muddy waters&lt;br /&gt;Making me taller&lt;br /&gt;Making me pissed&lt;br /&gt;Making decisions when I can never seem to make up my mind&lt;br /&gt;Listening to my rants of ugliness&lt;br /&gt;"fragile"&lt;br /&gt;Watermelon lights&lt;br /&gt;Atapchee ice-cream&lt;br /&gt;SelfC-ing at PPs (even when you don't want to)&lt;br /&gt;Just being there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very muddled and short entry, but with such a tight holiday schedule consisting of boring bio workshops/balloon hat festival preparations/band camp/chinese oral, a rare update is better than none! I shall try to post more often to rescue my blog from being dead-er than it is. ;(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21918250-114917832720618681?l=manequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manequin.blogspot.com/feeds/114917832720618681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21918250&amp;postID=114917832720618681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21918250/posts/default/114917832720618681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21918250/posts/default/114917832720618681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manequin.blogspot.com/2006/06/only-save.html' title='Only save,'/><author><name>strawberrydeath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11062082091533212223</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-21918250.post-114501298291495126</id><published>2006-04-13T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T19:09:42.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;6 months&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't be losing it;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;because if you ever do, I'll break like glass.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm terribly sorry about the updating inconsistency (the last date entry was pathetic), but let's just say so many things have been piled and thrown on me, so much so that I was unsure of pulling through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's four tests, performance task deadline and vetting next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21918250-114501298291495126?l=manequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manequin.blogspot.com/feeds/114501298291495126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21918250&amp;postID=114501298291495126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21918250/posts/default/114501298291495126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21918250/posts/default/114501298291495126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manequin.blogspot.com/2006/04/6-months.html' title='6 months'/><author><name>strawberrydeath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11062082091533212223</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-21918250.post-114031386154623681</id><published>2006-02-19T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T10:43:01.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goldfish</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Goldfish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a rather rough week, yesterday was admittedly fun. Selling tickets at Novena Church wasn't as tough as I sort of anticipated it would be, though going up and repeating, "Hello, good morning, we're from CHIJ St Nicholas..." to people was &lt;em&gt;kinda&lt;/em&gt; tiring! I smiled really big at them (I was motivated and inspired okay) and that sort of chalked up 200 dollars worth of tickets. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really felt class spirit yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/509/1100/1600/IMG_0613.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/509/1100/320/IMG_0613.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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 align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Look what Yanbing and I got from the ACJC funfair (we braved the rain and jam-packed areas):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/509/1100/1600/IMG_0631.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/509/1100/320/IMG_0631.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And here's to the &lt;strong&gt;ruddy goldfish&lt;/strong&gt; who caused &lt;s&gt;me&lt;/s&gt; us a lot of INCONVENIENCE: &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/509/1100/1600/Goldfish2.8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/509/1100/400/Goldfish2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Someone says it doesn't like me... whatever bing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21918250-114031386154623681?l=manequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manequin.blogspot.com/feeds/114031386154623681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21918250&amp;postID=114031386154623681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21918250/posts/default/114031386154623681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21918250/posts/default/114031386154623681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manequin.blogspot.com/2006/02/goldfish.html' title='Goldfish'/><author><name>strawberrydeath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11062082091533212223</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-21918250.post-114031129484575039</id><published>2006-02-17T08:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T09:08:43.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>as lovers go</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;asylum-bound&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You've got wits, you've got looks&lt;br /&gt;You've got passion&lt;br /&gt;But are you brave enough to leave with me tonight"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21918250-114031129484575039?l=manequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manequin.blogspot.com/feeds/114031129484575039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21918250&amp;postID=114031129484575039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21918250/posts/default/114031129484575039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21918250/posts/default/114031129484575039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manequin.blogspot.com/2006/02/as-lovers-go.html' title='as lovers go'/><author><name>strawberrydeath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11062082091533212223</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-21918250.post-113974418124852549</id><published>2006-02-12T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T19:37:19.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey, dense</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;the meaning of soul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very, very, quick update before I get back to geog/bio/chem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've survived the four tests! The weekend had finally come (though it's about to go), with everything in swept up in a mix and match of events, but it was overall a very needed break from boring school life. Do try the curry udon at the basement of Taka, I had that for dinner on Saturday and it was quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of stuff coming up this week, such as preparations for tests and presentations (yuck), a decision waiting to be made, as well as a very important day. My updates aren't going to be as frequent as I'm hoping they would be, but I'm sure I'm not the only one who's going to be really busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, back to schoolwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, dense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21918250-113974418124852549?l=manequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manequin.blogspot.com/feeds/113974418124852549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21918250&amp;postID=113974418124852549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21918250/posts/default/113974418124852549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21918250/posts/default/113974418124852549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manequin.blogspot.com/2006/02/hey-dense.html' title='hey, dense'/><author><name>strawberrydeath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11062082091533212223</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-21918250.post-113923597047422027</id><published>2006-02-06T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T22:26:10.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don'tbelievethe truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;suspended clear in the sky&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;are the words that we sing in our dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been really selfish and immature in my thinking today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21918250-113923597047422027?l=manequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manequin.blogspot.com/feeds/113923597047422027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21918250&amp;postID=113923597047422027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21918250/posts/default/113923597047422027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21918250/posts/default/113923597047422027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manequin.blogspot.com/2006/02/dontbelievethe-truth.html' title='don&apos;tbelievethe truth'/><author><name>strawberrydeath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11062082091533212223</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-21918250.post-113906506132040339</id><published>2006-02-04T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T10:37:40.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The red dress.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;saving our secret for the weekends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise, surprise, I got a whopping 98/100! I couldn't stop laughing, for a moment I couldn't believe it, but it was definitely The Highlight Of The Day. Wonders of what good two weeks of last minute chiong-ing can do to you huh. It's also kinda gratifying to know that there are actually some people out there who are proud of me. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The afternoon wasn't as pleasant though; I've been (once again) harshly thrown back to reality and it really comes across like a slap to your face. Dinner out did salvage it a little, even if I did have it without the company of anyone. My parents were too busy having dinner at my aunt's house - I had refused to go, no way in hell was I going to eat what would be my 5th yusheng this year - and playing their usual rounds of &lt;em&gt;mahjong&lt;/em&gt;. If only they remembered their dates as well as they played mahjong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, the tagboard is also up. It came to me last night that I would have a tagboard /guestbook to match every new layout of my blog, and that I shouldn't break the tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be nice and go tag it... won't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with tilted head like a listener&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21918250-113906506132040339?l=manequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manequin.blogspot.com/feeds/113906506132040339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21918250&amp;postID=113906506132040339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21918250/posts/default/113906506132040339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21918250/posts/default/113906506132040339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manequin.blogspot.com/2006/02/red-dress.html' title='The red dress.'/><author><name>strawberrydeath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11062082091533212223</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-21918250.post-113898779269909890</id><published>2006-02-03T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T22:59:53.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yellow</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;yellow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new blog, 'cos I was sick of the old one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a really tiring day today. Certain things kept me going all week, but I'm not sure about the four tests coming up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21918250-113898779269909890?l=manequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manequin.blogspot.com/feeds/113898779269909890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21918250&amp;postID=113898779269909890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21918250/posts/default/113898779269909890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21918250/posts/default/113898779269909890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manequin.blogspot.com/2006/02/yellow.html' title='yellow'/><author><name>strawberrydeath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11062082091533212223</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>
