<?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-2709014827421478090</id><updated>2012-01-15T01:11:57.903+08:00</updated><category term='Proud of You'/><category term='SHINGZ'/><category term='Nothing lasts forever.'/><category term='Sayings'/><category term='And you&apos;ll have the best of me'/><category term='Distractions from the world.'/><category term='JELLYFISH~~~~'/><title type='text'>You drive me nuts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-tomatoes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-tomatoes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Serene Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051520486233873176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DBrWcErR1C8/S4fUjRubLKI/AAAAAAAAABs/f__afecwtek/S220/synyster-gates1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2709014827421478090.post-6231691497578373277</id><published>2012-01-15T01:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T01:11:57.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evanescence - My Immortal</title><content type='html'>I'm so tired of being here, suppressed by all my childish fears&lt;br /&gt;And if you have to leave, I wish that you would just leave&lt;br /&gt;Your presence still lingers here; and it won't leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These wounds won't seem to heal&lt;br /&gt;This pain is just too real&lt;br /&gt;There's just too much that time cannot erase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you cried, I'd wipe away all of your tears&lt;br /&gt;When you screamed, I'd fight away all of your fears&lt;br /&gt;And I heald your hand through all of these years&lt;br /&gt;And you'll still have all of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You used to captivate me by your resonating light&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm bound by the life you left behind&lt;br /&gt;Your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams&lt;br /&gt;Your voice it chased away all the sanity left in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These wounds won't seem to heal&lt;br /&gt;This pain is just too real&lt;br /&gt;There's just too much that time cannot erase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you cried, I'd wipe away all of your tears&lt;br /&gt;When you screamed, I'd fight away all of your fears&lt;br /&gt;And I heald your hand through all of these years&lt;br /&gt;And you'll still have all of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone&lt;br /&gt;But though you're still with me, I've been alone all along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you cried, I'd wipe away all of your tears&lt;br /&gt;When you screamed, I'd fight away all of your fears&lt;br /&gt;And I heald your hand through all of these years&lt;br /&gt;And you'll still have all of me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2709014827421478090-6231691497578373277?l=its-tomatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/6231691497578373277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/6231691497578373277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-tomatoes.blogspot.com/2012/01/evanescence-my-immortal.html' title='Evanescence - My Immortal'/><author><name>Serene Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051520486233873176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DBrWcErR1C8/S4fUjRubLKI/AAAAAAAAABs/f__afecwtek/S220/synyster-gates1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2709014827421478090.post-5298239202917974198</id><published>2011-11-29T23:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T00:10:18.287+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Proud of You'/><title type='text'>My Regret, and My Pride</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm sorry, I'm really really truly sorry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; It's my fault that you got injured so badly. I was the one that urged you to fight despite having a sprained finger already. I urged you to fight despite your reluctance to do so.&lt;br /&gt;If I hadn't urged you so hard to fight, then maybe you would not have dislocated your collar bone. You would not have to receive those painful treatments. You would not have to miss the trainings because of your injury. You would not have to give up judo. You would not have lost the chance to fight in national schools. You would not have to quit a sport that you enjoy. And, selfish as it may sound, I would not have lost my dear partner, one that has supported me both in and out of training.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot express how deeply regretful I am, how apologetic I am, for having caused this. I'd never wished for you to get hurt. I simply didn't want you to pass up the chance to win the 1st place, when I was so sure that you could do it. But now, I'd rather you let your opponent have a walkover than risk getting that injury.&lt;br /&gt;But you were so strong, and I was so confident in your strength and ability that I ignored the fact that your opponent was strong as well and that the fight would be dangerous for you with your present injuries. I regret overlooking your safety in favour of the chance of you getting the gold medal.&lt;br /&gt;I know that no matter how regretful and sorry I am now, it won't change the fact that you are injured. Even if I say a thousand sorrys, it won't help you recover. But still, I must try to express my regret at this incident. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am truly sorry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I must say, watching your fight, I was really touched by your bravery and determination to keep fighting despite the pain. You really gave it your all, and for that, I am as &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;proud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; of you as I can ever be, medal or not. I am so proud of you, my awesome partner! And, even though they didn't say it, I'm sure the team is very proud of you as well. You are the best player any team can hope to include; the best disciple any coach can hope to guide; and the best teammate any player can hope to have.&lt;br /&gt;Please get well soon, then perhaps we can play and train together again. Maybe you won't have to give up judo after all. Maybe you can recover enough to fight competitively again. But not matter what happens, I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;swear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; that I will get back at that player that injured you and then had the nerve to walk away so nonchalantly. I will train hard, and give her a good thrashing the next time I see her. This shall be my way of repaying my debt to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GET WELL SOON, DEAREST PARTNER!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2709014827421478090-5298239202917974198?l=its-tomatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/5298239202917974198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/5298239202917974198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-tomatoes.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-regret-and-my-pride.html' title='My Regret, and My Pride'/><author><name>Serene Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051520486233873176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DBrWcErR1C8/S4fUjRubLKI/AAAAAAAAABs/f__afecwtek/S220/synyster-gates1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2709014827421478090.post-9095016719476422986</id><published>2011-11-21T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T23:34:22.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope</title><content type='html'>We all hope for something in life, regardless of whether we know it or not. We all have hopes that we wish would come true. But what I've learnt in my short seventeen years is that hope is useless without action.We can desperately hope and wish and pray for something to happen, but all this is futile if we don't take actions to bring that hope into reality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple example: let's say, this person wants to own a dog, but his parents refuse to give him permission to keep one. This person can hope and hope and hope until the sun starts rising from the West, but ultimately, he will not be allowed to keep a dog. What he can do, instead, is to understand why he was refused and take actions to convince his parents to change their minds, thus allowing him to keep a dog like he had hoped for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no such thing as a free lunch in this world. No deities above would be so kind as to grant our wishes for no reason, and the world would not be as kind to do so either. When we want something, we have to reach out to take it. It will not be served to us on a silver platter; hell, it wouldn't be served to us at all, much less on proper tabelware. We have to work for it. That is simply how it is, one of the unchangeable rules of the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to anyone bored enough to read my blog, I offer this piece of advice in return for your patience: don't wait for things to come to you; go and get them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2709014827421478090-9095016719476422986?l=its-tomatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/9095016719476422986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/9095016719476422986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-tomatoes.blogspot.com/2011/11/hope.html' title='Hope'/><author><name>Serene Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051520486233873176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DBrWcErR1C8/S4fUjRubLKI/AAAAAAAAABs/f__afecwtek/S220/synyster-gates1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2709014827421478090.post-5117911407517780782</id><published>2011-11-21T11:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T12:44:58.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rant #1: Grammar</title><content type='html'>I know it's kinda wierd to post something like this, but I'm seriously annoyed with this issue and I really need to let it out somewhere, so here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a closet bookworm, and a sucker for anything I can read, including brochures, menus and vandalism. It's because of this love of reading of mine that I encounter this problem very often. THERE IS SERIOUSLY SOME HORRIBLE GRAMMAR FLYING AROUND EVERYWHERE. And I am really, &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; annoyed by this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, out of all the shit I read, there's bad grammar in at least a third of it, AND IT IRKS ME TO NO END. I like reading, but I dislike having to mentally correct whatever I'm reading so that it makes sense. It is time-consuming, tedious and just goddamn annoying. I'll be reading this key chapter in a story and suddenly, a nonsensical line appears. By the time I have grappled with it and rectified it, I would have lost the feeling of urgency and importance of understanding the key chapter. This usually results in me just losing the key idea and having to either: 1) re-read the part before the mistake so I can recall what happened, or 2) plough on with the story without that key point, only have to come back later on when I realise it's needed to understand the later parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, it's like preparing for the finishing blow to KO your last opponent in the world boxing championships, and then all of a sudden you're smacked in the face by a piece of raw steak that flew out of nowhere and this then causes you to miss and lose the match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, it feels like some deity above is pissing on you while laughing. Not a very nice feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am getting carried away. I know, some people tell me that English isn't everyone's 1st language and some people are still in the process of learning. I understand this, and I don't blame them for this. What annoys me is the grammar mistakes printed in texts that are meant for the public, such as flyers and adverts etc. Aren't those people afraid of humiliation? If they are, then why aren't they getting reliable sources to check their texts? Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, oh, don't get me started on those grammar mistakes printed for companies and firms. Most, if not all, businesses want to be known as respectable and reliable. But if they allow customers to view these amateur marketing mistakes in their full glory, how do they expect to achieve that reputation? I've seen bottles of ketchup labelled as 'ketchum', flyers for a baby-clothing shop advertsing 'baby sales' and many more. Seriously?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this rant really helped me take a load off my chest. I feel so much better getting it all out. I hope that someone will actually read this and, who knows, maybe it's some important guy that helps pass a legislation that can help improve the grammar we see and hear in our daily lives. A girl can dream, yeah? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2709014827421478090-5117911407517780782?l=its-tomatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/5117911407517780782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/5117911407517780782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-tomatoes.blogspot.com/2011/11/rant-1-grammar.html' title='Rant #1: Grammar'/><author><name>Serene Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051520486233873176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DBrWcErR1C8/S4fUjRubLKI/AAAAAAAAABs/f__afecwtek/S220/synyster-gates1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2709014827421478090.post-5900267301443113801</id><published>2011-11-20T19:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T19:48:21.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anberlin - Naive Orleans</title><content type='html'>Come and go now, as you please.&lt;br /&gt;Your actions write the melodies to those songs that we sing,&lt;br /&gt;And you just sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I finally found that life goes on without you;&lt;br /&gt;And my world still turns when you're not around.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this the way you want it?&lt;br /&gt;Is this the way it has to be?&lt;br /&gt;Sitting here beside you,&lt;br /&gt;When my heart's lost in New Orleans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams come clever; Hearts now severed.&lt;br /&gt;Difference of forever; And I am lost there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I finally found that life goes on without you;&lt;br /&gt;And my world still turns when you're not around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I finally found that life goes on without you;&lt;br /&gt;And my world still turns when you're not around.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I finally found that all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your actions write the melodies to the songs that we sing;&lt;br /&gt;Your actions write the melodies to the songs that we sing.&lt;br /&gt;And you just sing along out loud, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come and go now, as you please.&lt;br /&gt;Your actions write the melodies to those songs that we sing,&lt;br /&gt;And you just sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I finally found that life goes on without you;&lt;br /&gt;And the world still turns when you're not around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I finally found that life goes on without you;&lt;br /&gt;And the world still turns when you're not around.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I finally found that all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your actions write the melodies to the songs that we sing;&lt;br /&gt;Your actions write the melodies to the songs that we sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you just sing along out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe it's not so bad after all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2709014827421478090-5900267301443113801?l=its-tomatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/5900267301443113801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/5900267301443113801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-tomatoes.blogspot.com/2011/11/anberlin-naive-orleans.html' title='Anberlin - Naive Orleans'/><author><name>Serene Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051520486233873176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DBrWcErR1C8/S4fUjRubLKI/AAAAAAAAABs/f__afecwtek/S220/synyster-gates1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2709014827421478090.post-3564751481346693209</id><published>2011-11-19T11:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T11:45:54.441+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sayings'/><title type='text'>I want to know.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"There's more to living than being alive."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does one know the difference?&lt;br /&gt;Do I know the difference? Will I ever?&lt;br /&gt;So then, am I living? Or am I simply alive?&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not living, then will I ever learn to live?&lt;br /&gt;If I'm living, then will I stay living?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2709014827421478090-3564751481346693209?l=its-tomatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/3564751481346693209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/3564751481346693209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-tomatoes.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-want-to-know.html' title='I want to know.'/><author><name>Serene Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051520486233873176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DBrWcErR1C8/S4fUjRubLKI/AAAAAAAAABs/f__afecwtek/S220/synyster-gates1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2709014827421478090.post-1842825024548182053</id><published>2011-11-18T21:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T21:46:20.958+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nothing lasts forever.'/><title type='text'>Anberlin - Inevitable</title><content type='html'>Do you remember when we were just kids,&lt;br /&gt;And cardboard boxes took us miles from what we would miss?&lt;br /&gt;Schoolyard conversations taken to heart,&lt;br /&gt;And laughter took the place of everything we knew we were not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to break every clock; the hands of time could never move again.&lt;br /&gt;We could stay in this moment for the rest of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;Is it over now, hey, hey is it over now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be your last first kiss that you'll ever have.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be your last first kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing how life turns out the way that it does;&lt;br /&gt;We end up hurting the worst, the only ones we really love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to break every clock; the hands of time could never move again.&lt;br /&gt;We could stay in this moment for the rest of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;Is it over now, hey, hey is it over now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be your last first kiss that you'll ever have.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be your last first kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it over now, hey, hey is it over now?&lt;br /&gt;Is it over now hey, hey it's not over now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be your last first kiss that you'll ever have.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be your last first love,&lt;br /&gt;Lying here beside me, with palms and eyes open wide.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be your last first kiss, for all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess it was inevitable; all good things must come to an end, after all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2709014827421478090-1842825024548182053?l=its-tomatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/1842825024548182053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/1842825024548182053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-tomatoes.blogspot.com/2011/11/anberlin-inevitable.html' title='Anberlin - Inevitable'/><author><name>Serene Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051520486233873176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DBrWcErR1C8/S4fUjRubLKI/AAAAAAAAABs/f__afecwtek/S220/synyster-gates1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2709014827421478090.post-518224939874831209</id><published>2011-11-15T22:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T22:44:45.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Monday - Candles</title><content type='html'>The power lines went out, and I am all alone.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really care at all, not answering my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the games you played; the promises you made.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't finish what you started.&lt;br /&gt;Only darkness still remains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost sight; couldn't see when it was you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blow the candles out, looks like a solo tonight.&lt;br /&gt;I'm beginning to see the light.&lt;br /&gt;Blow the candles our, looks like a solo tonight.&lt;br /&gt;But I think I'll be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been black and blue before; there's no need to explain.&lt;br /&gt;I am not the jaded kind; playback's such a waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're invisible - invisible to me.&lt;br /&gt;My wish is coming true, erase the memory of your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost sight; couldn't see when it was you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blow the candles out, looks like a solo tonight.&lt;br /&gt;I'm beginning to see the light.&lt;br /&gt;Blow the candles our, looks like a solo tonight.&lt;br /&gt;But I think I'll be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day you'll wake up with nothing but you're sorry's.&lt;br /&gt;And someday, you will get back everything you gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blow the candles out, looks like a solo tonight.&lt;br /&gt;I'm beginning to see the light.&lt;br /&gt;Blow the candles our, looks like a solo tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I think I'll be alright.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think I'll be alright.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2709014827421478090-518224939874831209?l=its-tomatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/518224939874831209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/518224939874831209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-tomatoes.blogspot.com/2011/11/ill-be-alright.html' title='Hey Monday - Candles'/><author><name>Serene Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051520486233873176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DBrWcErR1C8/S4fUjRubLKI/AAAAAAAAABs/f__afecwtek/S220/synyster-gates1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2709014827421478090.post-6693996281264232791</id><published>2011-10-30T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T23:34:43.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coldplay - The Scientist</title><content type='html'>Come up to meet you,&lt;br /&gt;Tell you I'm sorry,&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how lovely you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to find you,&lt;br /&gt;tell you I need you,&lt;br /&gt;tell you I set you apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me your secrets,&lt;br /&gt;And ask me your questions.&lt;br /&gt;Oh let's go back to the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running in circles,&lt;br /&gt;Coming in tails,&lt;br /&gt;Heads on a science apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nobody said it was easy;&lt;br /&gt;It's such a shame for us to part.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy;&lt;br /&gt;No-one ever said it would be this hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh take me back to the start~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just guessing,&lt;br /&gt;At numbers and figures,&lt;br /&gt;Pulling the puzzles apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions of science,&lt;br /&gt;Science and progress,&lt;br /&gt;Could not speak as my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me you love me,&lt;br /&gt;Come back and haunt me,&lt;br /&gt;Oh when i rush to the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running in circles,&lt;br /&gt;Chasing tails,&lt;br /&gt;Coming back as we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nobody said it was easy;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's such a shame for us to part.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy;&lt;br /&gt;No-one it would be so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back to the start~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2709014827421478090-6693996281264232791?l=its-tomatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/6693996281264232791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/6693996281264232791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-tomatoes.blogspot.com/2011/10/coldplay-scientist.html' title='Coldplay - The Scientist'/><author><name>Serene Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051520486233873176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DBrWcErR1C8/S4fUjRubLKI/AAAAAAAAABs/f__afecwtek/S220/synyster-gates1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2709014827421478090.post-4887941811602343900</id><published>2010-10-09T15:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T16:00:23.322+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='And you&apos;ll have the best of me'/><title type='text'>Something in my life has passed, and it'll never come back again</title><content type='html'>The sec4 cohort of 2010 graduated yesterday, 8th August 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rmb all those fun times in the class, anxious chionging to the canteen during recess, kiasu-ness for PSG lunch, Greg's ridiculous antics, Zann's torture and beatings, Shir's coffee, Jo's billion-haire, SJ's miniscule bladder, Poyang's sexiness &amp; CalvinKlein/HushPuppies, so many things happened in those 4years. But it's over, all we can do is to hold on to our memories and move forward in life, nvr forgetting our once-in-a-lifetime experience. Maybe we'll all meet again, and relive it just for 1 day, our sec sch life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To 4CR '09:&lt;br /&gt;2 years passed by so quickly, I still can't believed we've known each other for so long. In the beginning we were mostly strangers who knew nothing abt each other. But we were a class and spent countless happy hours together, watching Melvin fall asleep, getting our ears blasted by Jenna's screams, doing tests on Regina's mags, sharing chips among the girls, laughing whenever gorillas stomped past the class. We were divided in to groups, by somehow always united as a class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember doing all sorts of rubbish, like helping Richie tie the door handle so the teachers can't come in and always accidentally hitting Noel's mouth hahaha. Oh, and stealing Noel's chair and table and bag and carrying to the 3rd floor during Monday lunch hahaha. Poor Noel, like always kena bullied lol. OH and the ruckus we created in the canteen one Monday and Fiona's "fen1 tou2 xing2 shi4!" HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i can't forget how we can turn innocent comments into sick stuff cus of Poyang and Weijie's perverted thoughts spreading among the class hahaha! Bad influence ah hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons were mostly boring, but we pulled through in our own unique ways: singing anything that comes to mind while doing work, doodling on any piece on paper within reach or simply dozing off. We spammed rubbish answers to teachers, kept using potassium and sodium for chem questions and asking dumb questions. I rmb the feeling of dread and fear whenever it was Chinese lesson next and being harrassed for my hw during it hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had so many retarded jokes and comments like ks's flood on the ceiling and horses that lay eggs hahaha. I think Noel actually twitted abt them lol. ks's reputation is ruined hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so many treasured memories of fun times that they just keep spilling over my mind. It's so hard to keep all of them, it's like trying to hold water in my hands. Maybe one day, when i become an old woman, there'll only be a few left in my memory. But until the very end, i'll treasure and cherish them as those of my beloved class 4CR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiayou and the best of luck to all you muggers for O's, FourCourage FTW! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2709014827421478090-4887941811602343900?l=its-tomatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/4887941811602343900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/4887941811602343900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-tomatoes.blogspot.com/2010/10/something-in-my-life-has-passed-and.html' title='Something in my life has passed, and it&apos;ll never come back again'/><author><name>Serene Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051520486233873176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DBrWcErR1C8/S4fUjRubLKI/AAAAAAAAABs/f__afecwtek/S220/synyster-gates1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2709014827421478090.post-1498047729217726369</id><published>2010-06-29T19:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T20:38:51.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY</title><content type='html'>finally updating my blog, due to a certain creature's constant nagging hahaha. supposed to update before end of holidays but srsly no time and mood for it, SO SORRY D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant rmb anything abt the first wk of the holidays except for the extra lessons hahaha. 2nd week was the best!! Mon, went to Singapore smth museum with Fiona, IT WAS DAMN COOOOOOL!! We think we found Noel's relative's picture there hahaha. Supposed to go Changi museum too, but no time. Went to Kovan to buy Domino's for dinner and thought I was supposed to meet Fiona at the mrt, but she was waiting at Punggol mrt haha. Finally realised we at diff places and went to meet her, thn go my hse for dinner and movie, which is DAMN sick and ridiculous hahaha. Didnt want to slp after tht so we played BATMAN on my xbox! Stupid controller not battery, made me dig thru all my batteries to find one tht works hahaha. Played till 6.30am, whn i was too tired to think clearly and we went to slp. Like finally haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at some time later bcus we were freezing to death and played guitar hero! Played until my ah ma annoyed haha. Thn Fiona went to play cs while i bathed and packed my stuff. Thn we zoomed to her hse and crapped around for awhile. Went to her ah ma hse for dinner, i feel unloved by the dog who kept staring at me like im a piece of meat T.T Went back to Fiona's hse and watched movies/hzgg! I think haha. Slept early tht night bcus had to wake up early the nxt day for CIP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met with Noel and ms chou at Bishan mrt thn zoomed to sss for work. We totally regretted signing up for this rubbish :( For morning shift, ms chou and i ushered swimmers to their positions while the other 2 slacked at the door =.= During the at least 4hrs long break, we went to Causeway point for brunch and sent ms chou, who decided to pon, to mrt, before going to slack for hrs at the library. Read lots of children books and napped a little under the 'tree' haha. Went back to sss and had buffet for dinner before starting work again. This time, all 3 of us were separated. Noel slacked at the control area and pasted the results, Fiona went around searching for the winners and I photocopied and delivered results &gt;.&lt; Finally finished sometime in the evening and went back to Fiona's hse. Freaking tired. We bathed and played cs, with Fiona commenting on everything hahaha. Was exhausted, but watching hzgg afterwards totally refreshed me hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nxt day, we went to ikea with jo! Had loads of fun there but Fiona lost her phone among the flowers :( Searched high and low for it but cant find. Eventually went to report it at some puny customer service counter. Cabbed home afterwards since i no mood for waiting for the stupid bus. Met ah ma and uncle while walking home and we went for dinner at sakae tgt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third week! I have no idea wht i did the whole week. I think i need to consult someone abt this dumbness =.= Only rmb, sat morning, Fiona flew off to thailand T.T Didnt have mood to do anything except stone and even forgot abt tuition on sun :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to sch for lessons on mon in the 4th week. I dun rmb a single thing =.= Ponned on tues cus too tired. Was waiting for Fiona's arrival in the evening but at around 2.30pm, Fiona smsed me tht she was back! Felt cheated cus i thought she arriving ltr =.= BUT HAPPY ALL THE SAME :D Went to sch the nxt day very happily :D The rest of the week passed in a blur due to slacking haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE START OF A NEW SCHOOL TERM! I have finally decided to work hard and try to stop getting distracted by stuff. Decided to plan out my study schedule but tht was just decided a min ago hahaha. I plan to work hard for the Prelims and DO MY VERY BEST for the actual o's, which is arriving in around 140days? idk, but its short and i must snatch time for revising. Final lap, i must work hard for my future! THUS, THIS SHALL BE MY LAST POST TILL AFTER O'S. I know, just revived, and now going back into coma. But this is what i have been working towards for the past 4 years, I will not waste my effort, no matter how little it is. I cant afford to get double digits for L1R5, i wun risk disappointing anyone. I must make my ah ma proud of this grandchild!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;加油 SERENE, 要赢你的表哥表姐， 让 ah ma 高兴！！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2709014827421478090-1498047729217726369?l=its-tomatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/1498047729217726369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/1498047729217726369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-tomatoes.blogspot.com/2010/06/finally.html' title='FINALLY'/><author><name>Serene Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051520486233873176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DBrWcErR1C8/S4fUjRubLKI/AAAAAAAAABs/f__afecwtek/S220/synyster-gates1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2709014827421478090.post-4876105536513165431</id><published>2010-05-31T18:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T18:50:05.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buffet me away X_X</title><content type='html'>OMG, Im ultra-super-uber-FULL rigth now, thanks to the GREAT buffet lunch/dinner just now. Im full even after pooping lo =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Noel and went to sch tgt. Enjoyed air-con full blast for abt half hour before leaving for tiong bahru for lunch :D My 1st time at Tiong Bahru Plaza, so KEWL~ When we reached there, we went to the Rajah Inn and sat down before looking at the menu. The buffet was like $20++ per pax can!!! So freaking ex, so we just zao haha. So extremely paiseh, ruin my reputation &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the mall directory to look for restaurants and saw SAKAE! So we went there and found out that buffet only starts at 3, and its alr 2 30 D: Plus Fiona had to leave too T.T QIN-AI-DE, BU YAO SHANG XIN, MING TIAN HAI SHI YI YANG NENG JIAN DAO WO, WO YI HOU ZAI QING NI CHI! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we slacked till 3 and went for buffet! Eat eat eat, thn rest awhile, eat abit more, thn rest abit more, thn order abit more and eat until stomach wan burst. Plus the person come take last order le, so decided to just leave lo. Almost cannot walk to the door =.= Then we board the mrt and fen tou xing shi and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my cruel ah ma wan make me eat dinner, plus she cook sotong balls ley! HOW TO REJECT?? T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2709014827421478090-4876105536513165431?l=its-tomatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/4876105536513165431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/4876105536513165431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-tomatoes.blogspot.com/2010/05/buffet-me-away-xx.html' title='Buffet me away X_X'/><author><name>Serene Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051520486233873176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DBrWcErR1C8/S4fUjRubLKI/AAAAAAAAABs/f__afecwtek/S220/synyster-gates1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2709014827421478090.post-8489685939823085947</id><published>2010-05-28T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T20:35:08.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gimme gimme food</title><content type='html'>Holidays are here! Like finally man, I was on the verge of fainting haha. To celebrate, I bought myself a pack of Kettle chips! But I can't bear to eat it, since it's freaking ex to me &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to ks's house to take stuff after her parent-teacher meeting ytd, then went to Bishan to find Fiona. She say she go jogging then come meet us. Lol, where got people jog for so long de haha. Went to play at the playground nearby and watched ks climb walls like a lizard haha.Fiona went home at around 5, then we met up again at around 6 45. Had dinner and went home le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally nua around the house today. Really nothing to do at home. Wanted to go walk walk somewhere, but lazy move haha. Gosh, I'm turning into sj hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I have a lot of injuries ytd. I fell down a slope, banged my elbows on the railings, had ks zham the ball on my left cheek and banged my head on a pole. The pole was the worst lo. I can practically feel my brain hiccup, fart and sputter. Plus when I was shampooing my hair, I found a painful orh-cheh. I should admit myself into hospital T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2709014827421478090-8489685939823085947?l=its-tomatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/8489685939823085947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/8489685939823085947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-tomatoes.blogspot.com/2010/05/gimme-gimme-food.html' title='Gimme gimme food'/><author><name>Serene Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051520486233873176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DBrWcErR1C8/S4fUjRubLKI/AAAAAAAAABs/f__afecwtek/S220/synyster-gates1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2709014827421478090.post-7491363216176716421</id><published>2010-05-26T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T22:00:50.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday, I'm reminded of my past</title><content type='html'>I have no idea what you people are thinking. If you people didnt want another, then don't act like you do and get it, then dump it with other people. There's no excuse for creating something and throwing it away like this, as if it's unwanted and pushed to those who would tolerate it. How do you think you would feel if you're positions were exchanged?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2709014827421478090-7491363216176716421?l=its-tomatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/7491363216176716421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/7491363216176716421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-tomatoes.blogspot.com/2010/05/everyday-im-reminded-of-my-past.html' title='Everyday, I&apos;m reminded of my past'/><author><name>Serene Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051520486233873176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DBrWcErR1C8/S4fUjRubLKI/AAAAAAAAABs/f__afecwtek/S220/synyster-gates1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2709014827421478090.post-114856926008307944</id><published>2010-05-25T19:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T19:58:46.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So close, yet so far.</title><content type='html'>Serene the great's back to blogging to waste my time again =D Welcome back, me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loads of stuff happened, and it'll be too tiring to type everything. All i shall say is it has been loads of fun :D The most impt thing that happened was the MYEs lo, which i did rather badly for :(  When we were checking our results, i was damn disappointed lo. I could have done so much better, and its all my fault for slacking and not taking it srsly. I could have gotten 15 or less for L1R5, instead i got 21. I thought i worked hard enough, but it wasn't enough :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i just have to work harder from now on. For once, im determined to study and do well in my exams. If i can make it in Prelims, i should have no problem for o's. Everyone, let's stop all this slacking nonsense and work hard together =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, another impt thing is that im MARRIED to COCONUT QUEK!!! Sry, no wedding dinner haha. Oh and coconut, you better not pi1 tui3 or else i shall get a divorce!! hahaha, jkjk, wo ye she bu de &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i shall announce that i officially HATE chinese, esp since we're having extra lessons everyday and im sick of it haha. No offence to the ppl taking chinese, i know you need the extra lessons. I just dun like chinese. Suan le, i must still work hard in it and get at least a pass, so tht i will be liberated from it in JC!! As huang laoshi said, "要做人上人，要先吃苦中苦。", so i shall suffer now and be happy ltr :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2709014827421478090-114856926008307944?l=its-tomatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/114856926008307944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/114856926008307944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-tomatoes.blogspot.com/2010/05/so-close-yet-so-far.html' title='So close, yet so far.'/><author><name>Serene Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051520486233873176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DBrWcErR1C8/S4fUjRubLKI/AAAAAAAAABs/f__afecwtek/S220/synyster-gates1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2709014827421478090.post-6337482663737854324</id><published>2010-04-08T18:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T18:32:23.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday is a new day</title><content type='html'>Took a nap just now and had a horrid dream. I dreamt i was a pokemon, living in the South Pole and an old man caught me. We spend the days fishing and sliding on the ice and sometimes i see wild pokemon who are actually people. The old man caught them all but they didnt like fishing and sliding, they all wanted to swim to Africa, so they planned and killed the old man and dragged me on an iceberg to Africa. I was an ice pokemon so i cant stand the heat there and the other pokemon also taunted me cus i couldnt do anything in that heat, so i eventually swam off into the ocean cus i couldnt take the heat and taunts anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i somehow swam to Japan and there were alot of flowers and foxes, and it was very cooling. I ended up joining the foxes and lived there. Then one day, we were hunting for food along the coast and there was something floating in the sea. Turns out to be the old man's corpse and his legs were bitten off. I turned around towards the other foxes and they started growling at me and forced me to jump off the cliff and i fell onto the corpse, then i swam like crazy and woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I srsly think i read too many thriller books alr, they were scenes that would totally fit into those books lor. Must find nicer books to read le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH DAMN, i was supposed to be studying -.- Must hurry up off my comp or else i will have to ao2 ye4 :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2709014827421478090-6337482663737854324?l=its-tomatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/6337482663737854324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/6337482663737854324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-tomatoes.blogspot.com/2010/04/everyday-is-new-day.html' title='Everyday is a new day'/><author><name>Serene Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051520486233873176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DBrWcErR1C8/S4fUjRubLKI/AAAAAAAAABs/f__afecwtek/S220/synyster-gates1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2709014827421478090.post-2992225212026355872</id><published>2010-03-04T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T23:49:47.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh man, i'm so tired!!!! Had less than 6 hrs of slp a day for one whole week le, THE EYEBAGS ARE APPEARING! *GASP* I'm gna look liek Jolene soon hahahahaha. Luckily i can get rid of them, unblike her MWAHAHAHA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common tests are starting the next day, and i'm still blogging. I think my brain sot alr haha. Tmr's chinese and ss, tues' e math and hist, thurs' a math and smth i cant rmb haha. who cares, shall take note tmr heehee. I hate studying for chinese man, so many words to learn, so tedious. Plus i havent look at the cheng yu yet or finish reading the stupid book. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think i can last much longer. I think i go nap like 15 min or smth then wake up continue study, maybe drink some coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK TO EVERYONE FOR COMMON TESTS!!! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2709014827421478090-2992225212026355872?l=its-tomatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/2992225212026355872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/2992225212026355872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-tomatoes.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-man-im-so-tired-had-less-than-6-hrs.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051520486233873176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DBrWcErR1C8/S4fUjRubLKI/AAAAAAAAABs/f__afecwtek/S220/synyster-gates1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2709014827421478090.post-7738325409408890488</id><published>2010-02-26T22:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T22:20:00.710+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JELLYFISH~~~~'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Really boring week. Except maybe the IPP ytd, but that lasted for less than an hour and the only thing it did was roast us haha. *CRISPY* heehee :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to clear my thoughts so i can focus on my studies, but totally fail man. FAIL. Instead of my mind emptying, it started filling up -.-" Dno how i managed to do my work properly haha. I like abit wierd this week, like just wake up in the morning haha. HIGHLIGHT OF WEEK: Monday lunch, go kidnap Noel's table, chair and bag and carry all over the place, totally random hahaha. Was damn high on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iyo, die liao, i think i really very wierd this week ah. Even my post wierd wierd one -.- feel like a JELLYFISH~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2709014827421478090-7738325409408890488?l=its-tomatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/7738325409408890488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/7738325409408890488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-tomatoes.blogspot.com/2010/02/really-boring-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051520486233873176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DBrWcErR1C8/S4fUjRubLKI/AAAAAAAAABs/f__afecwtek/S220/synyster-gates1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2709014827421478090.post-91316501344203048</id><published>2010-02-23T22:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T23:05:27.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2CYgaNPILLo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2CYgaNPILLo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="325" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally found out how to post videos with html -.-" 4CR's video owns!! :D:D:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2709014827421478090-91316501344203048?l=its-tomatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/91316501344203048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/91316501344203048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-tomatoes.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051520486233873176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DBrWcErR1C8/S4fUjRubLKI/AAAAAAAAABs/f__afecwtek/S220/synyster-gates1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2709014827421478090.post-7216440235997248876</id><published>2010-02-23T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T22:04:54.909+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Distractions from the world.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Posting seems more frequent nowadays hahaha. HUIXIAN, ARE YOU HAPPY NOW??? haha, feel accomplished. Hope i can sustain this! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring days with boring nights. Keep having nth to do at home, so sian. Someone recommend me a good and long-lasting pastime! PLEASE AND THANK YOU! haha, im so polite :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and my niece is harassed by her "friend" Robin! Robin ah, dun be such a smartass, or else i tell Crow attack you!! heehee :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2709014827421478090-7216440235997248876?l=its-tomatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/7216440235997248876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/7216440235997248876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-tomatoes.blogspot.com/2010/02/posting-seems-more-frequent-nowadays.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051520486233873176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DBrWcErR1C8/S4fUjRubLKI/AAAAAAAAABs/f__afecwtek/S220/synyster-gates1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2709014827421478090.post-1466661201477810499</id><published>2010-02-14T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T23:50:15.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR AND VALENTINE'S DAY!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great day today filled with cs and gambling haha. I found out today that my bro and i are the only ppl in the family who really knows how to play cs. My cousins are the noobest noobs of the world!!! hahaha, sry dudes, hope you didnt see this haha. Also, blackjack is the funnest thing on earth with my family. Everyone does wierd stuff when gambling: blow bad breath on the deck before dealing, rolling on the cards for luck, rubbing the cards against my red top for luck too, doing wierd exclamations, etc. It was so fun!!! There was this round in which all of us except the dealer got 五龙!!! haha, plus everyone bet high high that round!!!! i won 4 bucks cus i bet 2 bucks!!!!! The dealer had to go retrieve his wallet and give out notes hahahaha. In the end, i won about 9dollars, which im gna spend on ice creams!!! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知道为什么, 今天我的心沉沉的, 无缘无故就会叹气, 感觉怪怪的. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everytime i try to figure out this problem, my mind goes blank. I think i siao alr hahahaha. Must be too much almonds and cs hahaha :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2709014827421478090-1466661201477810499?l=its-tomatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/1466661201477810499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/1466661201477810499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-tomatoes.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-chinese-new-year-and-valentines.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051520486233873176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DBrWcErR1C8/S4fUjRubLKI/AAAAAAAAABs/f__afecwtek/S220/synyster-gates1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2709014827421478090.post-6607828352527476951</id><published>2009-12-17T10:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T10:55:55.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning :D</title><content type='html'>Wah, like long time nvr post alr. But at least the time gap quite small, so not too bad :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this super wierd dream just now, it's damndamndamn wierd can. I was an orphan living in the streets of some big country then i met some gypsies (wierd right?) and stuck with them. Then i got some flashback one day that i was some general in ancient China and that i just conquered a country and was buying souvenir back to commemorate my victory or smth. So i went to this shop that sold a lot of things and i wanted to buy this rectangular piece of metal that has some words carved on it. Iya i cnnt rmb the words alr, but its something about greed i think. Anyways, the shop owner say cnnt buy, then i 发小姐脾气 (even though i was a guy in the flashback -.-) and say wht i got a souvenir from 魏国 and didnt get one here and crap -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was when the flashback ended. Then the next day, we were playing around at a field beside a river. I think there was a city opp the river. I think. Anw, we play play play, jumping around and rolling on the grass. Actually, i think i was the only one rolling, the rest all watching me roll -.-" anw, during the night, we were lying on the grass cus we were tired from all the jumping and rolling. We started looking at the stars and pointing out wierd shapes. It was damn nice, got lots and lots of stars. But for some reason, some of them were red. Anw, suddenly, i saw this satellite right above us and i pointed it out. It was damn big, i can actually see the shape of the thing. And it seemed to be getting bigger. Then the gypsies suddenly realised smth. The satellite was falling down!! And it was falling down right at us!! We quickly got up and ran to the river and dived in. Wah damn scary, and we were like slipping and falling can!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then BOOMZ, the satellited reached the ground. We came out and walked around it, trying to find a door. A huge "USA" was painted on the side. We found the door and went in. I was the last to go in and i noticed smth. There was a metal plate above the door, and i realised it was exactly the same as the one in the flashback!! I was like, "OMG, COME HERE QUICK!!! ZOMGZOMGZOMG" So bimbo -.- (like kw!! xD) Anw, i told them the flashback thing and that the metal plate here was exactly the same as the one i rmb. Then somehow, they took out some tools from somewhere and started trying to get the metal plate off. Then we kept the metal plate :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that satellite fell, people started visiting this place because someone started the rumour that it was a lucky place or smth, then alot of people started to do recreational stuff there. So we decided to earn some money for food and started teaching people things like kite flying, fishing, swimming and stuff there. And got alot of famous ppl ley!! I mean, i dno who they are, but they're supposed to be famous in my dream. Anws, the satellite was cleared by the govt, but ppl still went there. The one day, i was teaching swimming (wht a joke) to some person. I decided to have a break so i told him/her to rest for awhile. I went to lie on the grass. Suddenly, there was smth blocking the sunlight above me. I looked up, and saw ANOTHER satellite falling above me!! I was like, "ROLL AWAY!!" to the others and i quickly rolled to the corner myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was a loud "euuuuuuuuuuuuuBOM" and the satellite was down. It was also US. We went to check out the thing and once again, i noticed a metal plate above the door. It was just like the previous one, exceot this time the words meant something about arrogance and pride. I suddenly got another flashback and rmb seeing 7 metal plates on a table. They all had different words on them and two of them were the ones on the satellites. I called my friends over and we started scraping the metal plate off again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then somehow, everyone died one after another except for me and the gypsy seer, the one who found me in the first place. One night, she prophesized smth damn scary. It was the end of the world or smth. We were like, "Damn." Then we decided: we were gna do all the things we wanted to do but had nvr done. We went to the hospital and got some medicine which actually made us high (im a druggie!! xD) Then after we ate it i became so siao i actually fall off some high place into some dried out canal or smth, and survived!! But the feeling of falling was horrible lor, i actually decided that i wud die and closed my eyes but i just bounced to my feet -.- Actually, i fell like that twice and the same thing happened. But the second time i fell, the seer fell too. We both survived and we actually shushed the people on top who saw us fall. So wierd. Then we turned to the wall behind us and a door opened. It was the MRT!! wtf can. Anw we decided to board and go to tampines!! Then the dream ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is like my wierdest dream ever!! And there was actually smth wierder in the dream that i didnt type out cus i lazy haha. I tried telling my ah ma the dream, but i dno how to translate alot of things, like satellite -.- so i just told her about the falling part haha So wierd!!!!!!!! Im so wierded out!!! I think i dun wna slp tonight alr. Ltr the dream even wierder -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2709014827421478090-6607828352527476951?l=its-tomatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/6607828352527476951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/6607828352527476951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-tomatoes.blogspot.com/2009/12/good-morning-d.html' title='Good Morning :D'/><author><name>Serene Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051520486233873176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DBrWcErR1C8/S4fUjRubLKI/AAAAAAAAABs/f__afecwtek/S220/synyster-gates1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2709014827421478090.post-8154695138613974052</id><published>2009-11-06T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T00:25:00.686+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SHINGZ'/><title type='text'>Revive!! Resurrect!! Renew!! The return of the blog!! BOOMZ~</title><content type='html'>HEY~ I'm finally back to posting. Even though my posting damn inconsistent, at least got post, better than nth :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forced myself to wake up damn early today, I also dno why. Made me feel damn shingz. Watched tv for awhile beore leaving for school, &amp;amp;guess wht they were showing to hungry me?? A FREAKING FOOD SHOW. &amp;amp;this particular episode was focused on MEAT. Almost drooled on the sofa, literally. Got this sudden craving for meat, so I asked my ah ma to cook some meat for dinner tonight, &amp;amp;then she said these few terrifying words, "THERE'S NO MORE MEAT IN THE FRIDGE." Almost cried then&amp;amp;there T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school emo-ly (for obvious reasons). Was raining heavily everywhere -.- Luckily I met Denise on the mrt, who had an UMBRELLY!! Saved my life man~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir practice was boomz today. We were quite high for some reason. Sops became Cun1 Gu1 who plowed the soil -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went home, I had a totally big surprise. THERE WAS MEAT ON THE TABLE!!! YAY!!! Had a damn nice dinner. Changed my facebook name :D Iya, kena scolded alr, need off pc liaoz. Totally SHINGZ. rawr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2709014827421478090-8154695138613974052?l=its-tomatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/8154695138613974052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/8154695138613974052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-tomatoes.blogspot.com/2009/11/revive-resurrect-renew-return-of-blog.html' title='Revive!! Resurrect!! Renew!! The return of the blog!! BOOMZ~'/><author><name>Serene Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051520486233873176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DBrWcErR1C8/S4fUjRubLKI/AAAAAAAAABs/f__afecwtek/S220/synyster-gates1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2709014827421478090.post-842933740710368537</id><published>2009-03-05T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T21:25:41.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st 'class' outing</title><content type='html'>BOOYA im BACK!!*applause* Haha lol, whatever, i revived this blog!! YAY xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went on THE 1st 'class' outing ytd. Supposed to be a class outing, but end up only abt 12 ppl go -.- But its around half the class so nvm ;P Went to change at gym toilet after sexuality workshop which was only a bit sick, then went to the bus stop whr we can take 12 and met up wid joel n zehao there. We boarded the bus n i immediately gt engrossed in yy's fren's sick book haha.First book not really sick, but heard frm zann tt the 2nd book sicker, so im waiting in anticipation *giggles perversely*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw we reached e hub n a few of us went to buy tix for marley&amp;amp;me straight, while the others went n dabao macs. Marley&amp;amp;Me totally ROCKS my shorts off (iyo, ltr some ppl nosebleed xD). The dog was lyk uncontrollable in the beginning &amp;amp; whn there was this touching moment whr the owner unhooked its leash at the dog beach &amp;amp; all the other owners oso did the same thing, it pooped -.- I cried whn Marley went out of the hse to die, but nvr die, then ltr became extremely sick &amp;amp; died. So sad lor :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the show, jenna was practically shouting to regina tt melvin wna go find her or smth, &amp;amp; we had to hush her. So unglam. Ltr i needed to stretch my right leg so i stuck it between the seats in front, on the armrest. Suddenly, i felt smth odd so i pulled my leg back and, horror of horrors of horrors, i found out tt there was someone infront of me!! That means i molested someone's arm wid my foot!! So embarrassing. Lucky the unlucky person didnt seem to feel it, cus there wasn't any response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went bowling after tt.My score was lyk shyt in the 1st game.I only hit the pins around 5 tyms in the game, all the rest happily rolled into the gutter -.- So i only scored 34 pts haha. Gt a bit of my skill back in 2nd game, gt 1 strike at least. Cant rmb the score though. Regina was super pro, she gt nice score lor.Then Richie&amp;amp;Joel keep saying "Regina's the MAN!" in 'manly' voices. And successfully made regina roll the ball into the gutter haha.Found out tt kangsing was affected by professions of love for her haha.Yoghurted n homed after tt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and melvin scared after he talked to jenna's kor, so nvr come -.- And since today is 'independant learning', i rotted at home.Went to watch some mvs from BigBang, and found out tt half the mvs are abt sad stories :( TOP is hot &amp;amp; even hotter wid eyeliner &amp;amp; GDragon's quite nice too, except for some parts in Haru Haru. TOP's voice is lyk so exotic n manly lor. Realized tt haru haru is actually quite sad, poor girl died :( And the mv for 'Oh My Friend' was nice too, NoBrain is quite cute in the striped vest &amp;amp; red bow, &amp;amp; TOP looks HAWT in the police outfit. The mv for 'Last Farewell' was funny, cus the girl was stunned whn she realized the beast she met at the pub at nite was the nerd in her dayclass haha.Loved the part whr GDragon (i think) went, "BASSSSSSS".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, suddenlly realised my posts are damn long. Oh well, shows tt i hav talent in essay writing haha. Shall go hav a bit more rice, cus im still hungry :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2709014827421478090-842933740710368537?l=its-tomatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/842933740710368537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/842933740710368537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-tomatoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/1st-class-outing.html' title='1st &apos;class&apos; outing'/><author><name>Serene Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051520486233873176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DBrWcErR1C8/S4fUjRubLKI/AAAAAAAAABs/f__afecwtek/S220/synyster-gates1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2709014827421478090.post-6961229308510571186</id><published>2008-12-04T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T21:32:42.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg im so freakin bored, i actually decided to blog!! A-M-A-Z-I-N-G!! Haha whatever. I was practically decomposing into carbon dioxide ( see, i shud hav gotten into 3IT ) for so many days, minus mon whn i accompanied shir to the dentist. We were supposed to meet at the dropoff point at tampines interchange at 1pm so we could watch wild girls whihc is at 1:55, but i was late so i told her i would call her whn i boarded my bus so she could leave her hse. So i reached at around 1:30, then i went to buy bubble tea while waiting for her. By the time the Da Xiao Jie reached, we were alr late for the show -.- So we went to watch Quantum of Solace instead. OMG the song at the opening credits was damn nice, or as shir said, "seductive" -.- Its 'Another Way to Die' by Jack White and Alicia Keys. Its nice but i feel like Alicia Keys qiang Jack White's jing tou, cus i dun hear him much. But the guitar was nice (: Anw, the movie. David Craig is THE coolest n hottest guy on earth.&lt;br /&gt;Ahem, so after that we went to the dental place, which is beside the Macs beside jw's hse. The only thing scary was the injection part, cus its weird to have a needle poking your GUMS. And i discovered that shir has a lot of blood to lose haha. After that, we went to DO HOMEWORK at Macs. Unbelieveable, we were actually so hardworking! haha. Then shir's dad came n sent me to kembangan mrt station, then i went hm frm there.&lt;br /&gt;So now im spending my days growing mould at home. Please peeps, PLEASE jio me out!! Oh and i really wna go ddr, so qing kw xiao jie n hx xiao jie gen wo arrange yi ge date qu ddr!! Oh and i wna watch beverly hills chihuahua too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2709014827421478090-6961229308510571186?l=its-tomatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/6961229308510571186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/6961229308510571186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-tomatoes.blogspot.com/2008/12/omg-im-so-freakin-bored-i-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051520486233873176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DBrWcErR1C8/S4fUjRubLKI/AAAAAAAAABs/f__afecwtek/S220/synyster-gates1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2709014827421478090.post-6814769910945956502</id><published>2008-11-14T21:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T22:36:32.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>streaming results, waiting, emo-ness</title><content type='html'>Ok, im officially back in business. Sry for not updating, i jus dun hav feel to blog. Whatever. I dun think i sound normal but oh well, sry abt it. Erm, i srsly dun feel like typing much, so i'll jus declare that BARCARDI &amp;amp; CLIQUE CHALET ROCKS!! ok, moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the streaming results back today. Woke up around 11 and found tt shir called me, so i called her back and she announced tt streaming results come out today, which i totally forgot. Then she told me i was in 3cr and im the only 1 frm our clique there. So obviously i was stunned then i suddenly felt like crying. Yes, crying. But im too pro to cry, so i didnt and continued talking to shir abt the streaming results. Went to meet shir at bedok mrt station ltr, then went to sch tgt. Checked the lists and my class officially SUCKS. Srsly, there's a total fatass slut and her whole clique, including an incredibly irritating person. there's only 10 girls in my class which means i either hun wid them or become a guy. And there's no shir around, so obviously, i appealed immediately, to shir's class. 3it. Found out tt gaoxiang appealing out, so i was damn happy tt i gt chance. Then i suddenly realised tt my score sucks, so i became a lil sad again. lucky gt shir, or else i'll become full on emo. Ill prolly put eyeliner and have long fringe and black nails and wear black forever. Okay, ignore tt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, went to eat and watch the NCCs after tt. It was...interesting... Okay, i shall skip tt. Anw, i nid parents signature on the appeal form so i called my aunt and i was told to go to her office so i went. Got lost there, cus idk whr's the office podium, so i wandered around and finally decided to call her. Managed to reach there in the end and gt the form signed. Then i went out and decided to find the bus stop to take 16 back to sch so i can hand in the form. Then i realised smth i totally forgot: THE ROAD WAS ONE-WAY. Therefore, THERE'S NO BUS-STOP ON THE OTHER SIDE. I was like, omigosh, im stuck here forever and im broke! Then i realised tt Great World City, which was whr my aunt worked at, was near Outram, so the smart me decided to take a bus to Outram Park and take mrt. So tt's wht i did and i finally reached sch safely at 4 30pm! Yay! Okay, so i handed in my form to the GO, then i happily went to wait for shir outside the LT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i sat down and stared at the door for half an hour. Then i gt bored so i decided to eat my polos while waiting. Then i was bored so i read the little red dots stories outside the LT, which was uber-lame, and it was incredibly dusty. I went to wash my hands at the toilet, and came back to wait. I then decided to explore my phone, so i went to fiddle wid it and found a file whr there's a whole list of parking fees of diff car parks!! I was like, wtf, then i calmly deleted all those memory-wasters. Okay, so i found the web button, so i decided to try it, and i found out i can plurk wid it! Im like, a total genius. Then i went to some ppl's blogs, then i tried to listen to music frm haoting, then i realised tt i cant! How incredibly lousy! So i gt bored again and finished my polos(!) and discovered smth totally amazing: there are MELONS growing in our sch! I was like AWESOME, then i sat down and daydreamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY, band ended and i went to bus stop wid shir. Bought an incredibly tasty hotdog-in-waffle-thingy and drinks and took 31. We're happily chatting then suddenly we talked abt hu we will miss then we became extremely sad. Called kw and told her 'wo men xiang ni', then she thought i was asking her to go ddr -.- I remained emo after shir gt off and i was stupidly thinking abt stuff tt made me emo-er, so i continued emoing all the way. I dunno why, but i particularly miss some ppl, like hx and zann n kw, shir dun nid to say one, i cfm miss my darling bang zhu one. So i reached home and lied on the bed and blanketed myself and thought. Alot. which is unusual, cus i dun think. ok, i shall go emo a bit more then i go to slp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG i almost forgot: i heard a very nice song at Great World City: Zuo niu say hihi! You niu say byebye! twist twist twist twist!  HAHA im happy liao lol. no more emoing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2709014827421478090-6814769910945956502?l=its-tomatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/6814769910945956502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/6814769910945956502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-tomatoes.blogspot.com/2008/11/streaming-results-waiting-emo-ness.html' title='streaming results, waiting, emo-ness'/><author><name>Serene Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051520486233873176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DBrWcErR1C8/S4fUjRubLKI/AAAAAAAAABs/f__afecwtek/S220/synyster-gates1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2709014827421478090.post-2869144262163631438</id><published>2008-10-10T18:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T18:56:41.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>END OF EOYS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DBrWcErR1C8/SO80SuvflzI/AAAAAAAAAAw/0nGWTmAPSOI/s1600-h/DSC02782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255476786554181426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DBrWcErR1C8/SO80SuvflzI/AAAAAAAAAAw/0nGWTmAPSOI/s320/DSC02782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DBrWcErR1C8/SO8ywT8olCI/AAAAAAAAAAo/kGFSaqsyZ6Y/s1600-h/DSC02783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255475095734359074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DBrWcErR1C8/SO8ywT8olCI/AAAAAAAAAAo/kGFSaqsyZ6Y/s320/DSC02783.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yea, end of EOYs, freedom!! I can finally stop studying this yr!! Brain-rotting time!!(LOL whards wid all this '!!'s) Sry for rotting for awhile, i didnt hav the blogging 'feeling' :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mon(Maths): Ooh, think im gna flunk this one, so dumb luhh me. I think i skipped some questions n 4gt to go back to them XP Die liao. Oh well, hu cares. As long as i get 50/100, im happy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tues(Sci): Okay, im srsly flunk this, im nvr gna get into 8sub triple. Chem is so bloody hard!! When was it easy anw?? Haha. Bio was okay, physics too. i tried to calculate my max. overall marks for sci, n realised it was VERY low. Oh well, no use feeling sad abt it, jus wish the teachers r lenient XP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wed(Hist): Omg, i didnt finish this paper!! Im gna FAIL. This is the end, my friends. My life is finished. Finito. Im so sad n angry. Sad for obvious reasons, angry cuz they increased the marks n nvr increase the time!! Anw, went ddr after tt, n fell in love wid afronova n healing vision(angelic mix)!! Cheered up after tt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thurs(ACC): This SUCKS. Why mus we come to sch for an half-hour exam for a USELESS subject?? Why mus we study this subject anw?? Oh well, at least the dice was useful n we dun nid to take ACC nxt yr :D After FRC, MD n LY gt spotcheck. So unfair. Anw i gt caught, and it was UNFAIR. Cuz Ms Chan walk past me once, look at my sockx, n didnt say anth, but ltr vp tell me pull up my socks, she come back tell me go yellow line. WTH. She saw tt my socks were acceptable the first time, then when i pull higher she catch me, which is so UNFAIR n WRONG. I wasnt supposed to get caught cuz my socks were acceptable in the first place. I hope u can see this , ms chan, cuz I HATE YOU, YOU BRAINLESS STARFISH. Funny, i dun feel better. Anw, pon-ed detention, gna get into trouble on mon. Who cares. So, went to the beach wid clique minus kn n shir. Cycled to the flowery tower, n played catching there. Very fun but tiring. Then returned bike n went to play at the sand. my legs were buried in the hot sand n its SUPER SHUANG. Like spa. Borrowed volleyball frm a stranger n tried to play on HOTHOT sand. Went to DDR after tt. Taught Soravee&amp;amp;Zann how to ddr. Isnt it funn?? :D They have hidden potential, improved fast lorhh. Saw a PAEDOPHILE there wid 2 p5 girls n a Bedok South girl. But tt guy was VERY VERY pro. Supposedly played for 8 yrs. Did ddr exist 8 yrs ago? Whatever, maybe he is RED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today: Choir. Found out tt we hav INTENSIVE training to do this hols, so i might not hav time to go out :( Good thing is tt we're learning beauty n the beast!! N we're gna hav concert at SAM, so ppl, keep 13/11 free!! And BUY UR TIX FRM ME THX!!haha&lt;/div&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/2709014827421478090-2869144262163631438?l=its-tomatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/2869144262163631438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/2869144262163631438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-tomatoes.blogspot.com/2008/10/end-of-eoys.html' title='END OF EOYS!!'/><author><name>Serene Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051520486233873176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DBrWcErR1C8/S4fUjRubLKI/AAAAAAAAABs/f__afecwtek/S220/synyster-gates1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DBrWcErR1C8/SO80SuvflzI/AAAAAAAAAAw/0nGWTmAPSOI/s72-c/DSC02782.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2709014827421478090.post-949003278620316920</id><published>2008-10-03T18:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T19:59:12.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>playlist, geog EOY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yayness, i finally finish constructing my blog!! Many thx to kw and hx, for helping me wid the playlist and links! :D&lt;br /&gt;To all those who are freaking out cuz you cant see where the uber-amazing music is coming from, the playlist is hidden&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEHIND&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the blogskin, so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;TOO BAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; you cant stop or choose songs!! Hx actually suggested putting a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HORRIBLE&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;song as the first song, and you peeps cant turn it off!! However, the nice and understanding me decided not to(mostly cuz im lazy ;P), so you had better be grateful!!&lt;br /&gt;And yea, since you cant see the playlist, you wun know what songs i have, so i'll jus list them down for you in order: So Sick(Ne-Yo), The Man Who Can't Be Moved(The Script), Stickwitu(Pussycat Dolls), In The Ayer(Flo Rida), With You(Chris Brown), Bottle It Up(Sara Barailles), Closer(Ne-Yo) and I Kissed A Girl(Katy Perry).&lt;br /&gt;Okay, lets talk abt the impt thing today-Geog EOY. I was&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUPER-DUPER&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;heng today. Cuz last nite i was damn tired, so at 11pm like tt i told my aunt to wake me up 1/2 hr later, at 11 30pm. Which was when my problem started. So, happily and oblivious to what this wud cause(duh, im not psychic -.-), i went to orh-orh. Then, when i was woken up, i found out it was alr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MORNING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; I was so shocked, i actually jus sat on my bed for like, 10min. Then my aunt start explaining tt she woke me at 11 30pm, then i apparently rolled to the wall(no, i didnt bang onto it -.-), so when she came back to check if i was awake, she thought i was my soft toys. -.- Thus i slept throughout the night.&lt;br /&gt;So i was like crying while i was bathing, which was amazing, cuz i dun really cry, unlike some ppl i noe. Anw, it was then i found out i cry like a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DOG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Srsly, i was whining, and no, i did not sound like those children who wna cry but cant. -.- Am i really so like a dog like my relatives say?&lt;br /&gt;Okay, point made, back to main topic. So, i was crying cuz i nvr study a single shit at all, then i was imagining myself looking at all those questions i cant ans, then thinking i wud fail, making me cry harder. But im not &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;dumb. I decided that if i fail, at least i wun get an F9. So once i got prepared for sch(in 15 min, record timing XD), i sat down and started memorising the river thing. And i managed to memorised it in 1/2 hr(another record timing :D), and left for sch. So, according to hx, my lian was damn hei this morning, probably even blacker than hers. ;P But after i went to canteen, i was back to normal. Anw, i managed to read thru abt 3/4 of pollution and nth abt global warming, so naturally, i was very upset at the start of the exam. But once i read the first question, i became happy again, cuz i noe at least i gt abt 20 marks frm MCQ liao. So i did happily until the sustainable development part. I didnt noe tt, so i anyhow make up smth.&lt;br /&gt;After the exam, i was happy, cuz it wasnt hard. Anw, since its fri, we decided to go to Aston's. But it was still early, so we went to pp and katong mall first. Then when Aston's opened, we went to eat. After tt, shir n soravee went home, and kw, hx and me went to ddr!! FUNNNNNN!! And kw keep commenting abt my toenails. What's so special, they're just hard, transparent stuff on a lump of meat wrapped around a bone. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Homed after we became broke. Overheard a very interesting conversation on the bus. There was this woman sitting infront of me talking on the phone. Seemed like she was being cheated by her bf. He had lent a lot of money to a friend who didnt wna return it, so she had to sponsor him. Then he was asking for more, and she keep rejecting, and say what" wo yi jing an wei ni le, hai gen ni jiang wo love you forever". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;EEW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;!!!! So old alr still so mushy. Then i bth, change seat. So bloody mushy!! Okay, i know i shudnt say tt after eavesdropping on them, but it's pure EEW. Im trumatised for life.&lt;br /&gt;So, came back, and hx helped me finish this blog!! Thx a lot!! Give you a thousand fei wen!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2709014827421478090-949003278620316920?l=its-tomatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/949003278620316920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/949003278620316920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-tomatoes.blogspot.com/2008/10/playlist-geog-eoy.html' title='playlist, geog EOY'/><author><name>Serene Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051520486233873176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DBrWcErR1C8/S4fUjRubLKI/AAAAAAAAABs/f__afecwtek/S220/synyster-gates1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2709014827421478090.post-3788815553764612691</id><published>2008-10-02T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T16:20:35.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eoy, studyyy</title><content type='html'>Yay, finally decided to create a new blog, partly cuz i cant rmb what was my previous acc's pw -.- Anyway, credits for all you peeps who made me make this decision. I wna thank kn and shir for letting me know how it feels to keep going to this blog for a while and there's NOTHING new abt it. So frustrating. So, kn and shir, mus try to keep updating hor. And i wna thank hx for nagging at me abt my blog when it jus died. Idk why, but i always get a funny feeling in my tummy when i rmb those nagging sessions, and i dun lyk it, so i am now trying to make it go away!! *applause* Ahem, my puny brain cnnt think of anyone else in particular to thank, so thx to EVERYONE who knows me, and EVERYONE i know :D&lt;br /&gt;EOYs now, mugging in the middle of the night while drinking my beloved coffee, which usually turns cold before i even drink the sip -.- Real scary at night, cuz my house there EXTREMELY quiet at night, somemore i always flop on my belly infront of the telly(hey it rhymes! :D) and its quite dark cuz i only turn on 1 light. So every night i study while being terrorised by my amazing but useless imagination, which included Sadako crawling out of the tv and grabbing my leg or smth. Shit now im scared :( Maybe i can call my ah ma to wake up and pei me ;P&lt;br /&gt;Im seriously bored right now. Maybe i'll play minesweeper. jus found out from kw tt i have to right click to put flag. So dumb luhh, wasted so much time last time cuz idk how to put flag -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2709014827421478090-3788815553764612691?l=its-tomatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/3788815553764612691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709014827421478090/posts/default/3788815553764612691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-tomatoes.blogspot.com/2008/10/eoy-studyyy.html' title='eoy, studyyy'/><author><name>Serene Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051520486233873176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DBrWcErR1C8/S4fUjRubLKI/AAAAAAAAABs/f__afecwtek/S220/synyster-gates1.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
