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</div><br /> <br> <div id="f1">Footprints =)</div> <div id="f2"><br /> <center><script src="http://scripts.widgethost.com/pax/counter.js?counter=ctr- 1q6bagi3gf"></script> <noscript><a href="http://www.pax.com/free-counters.html"><img src="http://counter.pax.com/counter/image?counter=ctr- 1q6bagi3gf&noscript=1"></a></noscript></center> </a> </div> </div> <div class="blog"> <div id="f3"> Thursday, October 21, 2010 </div><br /> <div id="f2"> <b>The Revival (Or Not)<a name="1318563581319662671"></a> </b><br /> <br /> <div style="clear:both;"></div>Good Evening Peeps. =D<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MJfFmSL8sS0/TMBTNMA_OOI/AAAAAAAACGk/hic75-Xh03Q/s1600/2uthzcj.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MJfFmSL8sS0/TMBTNMA_OOI/AAAAAAAACGk/hic75-Xh03Q/s320/2uthzcj.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> Is anyone here to start with?<br /> <br /> I deeply sincerely apologize for not updating this hell-ridden space of mine because I was too caught up with lots of stuff and whatnot college nonsense.<br /> <br /> Plus, I'm actually posting this in the midst of my AS Finals Examination. =C<br /> <br /> Life's been a real roller coaster this past few weeks or so. Really, it's like reaching the pinnacle of something and dropping down so steep you didn't know it was coming. Exactly how I feel, tqvm.<br /> <br /> Oh well. As they say, you don't always get what you want. And I believe this is all a test to make me stronger. And I will be at the end of it, I just know.<br /> <br /> On the bright side, I had a good start to my Uni applications. =D . And let's hope this carries on. Imperial! Edinburgh! Liverpool! Aberdeen! =D .<br /> <br /> So yeah, this is just to inform you people (undetermined) that I'm alive albeit disappointed with life.<br /> <br /> But I'm alive yeah.<br /> <br /> Just alive.<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> P.S. I don't think I'll be updating this blog until its revival. Maybe after AS exams I'll think about it. =D<div style="clear:both; padding-bottom:0.25em"></div></div><br /> <div id="f4"> Signed, Sealed, Delivered<br /> 11:00 PM </div> <div id="f3"> Friday, May 7, 2010 </div><br /> <div id="f2"> <b>Intense Vasoconstriction<a name="3764220132865807136"></a> </b><br /> <br /> <div style="clear:both;"></div><div style="color: #351c75;"><b>Pointless it is, pointless it willl be.</b></div><br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MJfFmSL8sS0/S-PSeyDn0EI/AAAAAAAACGU/CT4URnX4jcU/s1600/gallery_10_1592_5184.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MJfFmSL8sS0/S-PSeyDn0EI/AAAAAAAACGU/CT4URnX4jcU/s320/gallery_10_1592_5184.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> People used to tell me that there was no point getting worked up over nothing. But it's funny watching those people become total hypocrites when such situations arise.<br /> <br /> Lies, deceit and pity. I wonder which inflicts more misery.<br /> <br /> And I thought I'd have great friends in college. Only to see everyone fade away.<br /> <br /> I kinda realize how I'm never in a group. No one actually considers me part of "the gang" or "the group". And I have to force myself in, making myself look all that stupid and somewhat pitiful. I'm sick of it, to be honest. And I'm not going to make myself drop down to six feet under. I'm fine, even if no one remembers asking me to join them for lunch. And I've decided to take a step further. If you don't want me in, be my guest. I couldn't give a shit about people who don't give a shit about me or how I feel. Period. <br /> <br /> I don't need you. I don't need your pity. I don't need you to act as if you forgot to ask. I don't need a group to survive. In fact, I've pretty much been a lone ranger my whole life. It's high time I realize that maybe, just maybe I'm meant to be a lone ranger forever. Don't act as if you care. Because I know you don't.<br /> <br /> In 10 years time, I'm gonna be a freaking surgeon. And then, I'll show you that success doesn't need company. And when the time comes, you'll be begging me to save you. And that's where I remind you that you're nothing but a piece of disposable waste material to me. Egoistical? So what.<br /> <div style="color: #38761d;"><b><br /> </b></div><b style="color: #38761d;">Rule of thumb - study my ass out.</b><div style="clear:both; padding-bottom:0.25em"></div></div><br /> <div id="f4"> Signed, Sealed, Delivered<br /> 4:56 PM </div> <div id="f3"> Tuesday, April 20, 2010 </div><br /> <div id="f2"> <b>Grounded<a name="8882452440995060643"></a> </b><br /> <br /> <div style="clear:both;"></div><div style="color: lime;"><i>Like, literally.</i></div><br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MJfFmSL8sS0/S813zWSOt8I/AAAAAAAACGE/E1RAhxPpA2w/s1600/YE0.9433320_28988_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="360" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MJfFmSL8sS0/S813zWSOt8I/AAAAAAAACGE/E1RAhxPpA2w/s400/YE0.9433320_28988_1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> You know how life just LOVESSSS to screw you upside down inside out when you just had a good time? Well karma certainly has its ways. And here I am, stuck in London due to some volcano eruption in Iceland emitting ash clouds and preventing yours truly from flying back to Malaysia. Amazing? Not quite.<br /> <br /> I'm pretty much boreddd here. I know. You'll be going like <i style="color: #38761d;">"WTH MANNN you're in LONDONNN"</i> . But yeah, it's not about the place. It's the atmosphere. It no more feels like a holiday. Heck I should be in college. =C . And somehow I want to be. <br /> <br /> Oh well. As they say, make the best of what you have. Muahaha. I should start stalking <b style="color: blue;">Chelsea</b> players. =X . I live near them. Maybe I could kill Ancelotti. Then United will win the title. =D. Weeeeeee. Or sabotage Terry. Wait. He's already sabotaged. =X.<br /> <br /> Anyway, I guess <b style="color: #741b47;">Fish and Chips</b> for lunch isn't that bad.<br /> <br /> But yeah. Everytime I buy something, I multiply it by 5 and feel so disheartened. Lol. Minus the fact electronics are somewhat a little cheaper here than back home. Ipod Touch? 120 pounds. Wthhhh. =D<br /> <br /> Queerness exceeds expectations sometimes, don't you think?<br /> <br /> Anyway, I need to leave this place a.s.a.p or I'll get withdrawal symptoms. Yikes. =X.<br /> <br /> I'm starting to develop an accent. Lol. Cheerssss.<br /> <br /> Oh yeah, before I leave to watch some BBC News hoping I can fly back soon,<br /> <br /> A belated <b style="color: magenta;">Happy Birthday</b> wish to one of the most important girl in my life currently. <br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MJfFmSL8sS0/S814QejtBdI/AAAAAAAACGM/swFY23E_CBs/s1600/5E0.9484208_28988_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MJfFmSL8sS0/S814QejtBdI/AAAAAAAACGM/swFY23E_CBs/s400/5E0.9484208_28988_1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="color: purple; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="color: purple; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">Jessica Jung Soo Yeon! </span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Thank You.</div><div style="text-align: center;">For being one of the reasons Im so into SNSD.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I didn't really like her at first but after watching the SJ M's Super Girl MV,</div><div style="text-align: center;">She got me hookeedddd. =D. Yeppooo Siccaaaaaa. =D.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Sica in <span style="color: red;">red dress</span> = win! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">I hope you get more rest, have a wonderful life.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white; font-size: xx-small;"><strike>Forget Josh Hartnett, marry me. =D</strike></span> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Continue producing albums until I can see you live. =D</div><div style="text-align: center;">Sometimes when I'm down, videos of you in variety shows just never fails. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Your caring nature. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Your cold exterior</div><div style="text-align: center;">Your sharp eyes, luscious lips. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Your indefinite decisions</div><div style="text-align: center;">Your perfect S-line.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Your cute dolphin screams.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Your ever-so-hawt <strike>sister</strike> voice. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Your hate for cucumbers. =D</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Lol. I really hope I'll be able to see you soon! =)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Happy Birthday</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">The Ice Princess</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: left;">Lol. Omg. I think that's the longest dedication I've ever given a person. =D. Oh well. </div><div style="text-align: left;"> </div><div style="text-align: left;">Anyway, I hope you peeps are having fun in Malaysia.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: left;"><b style="color: #bf9000;">Good Luck! =D</b><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="clear:both; padding-bottom:0.25em"></div></div><br /> <div id="f4"> Signed, Sealed, Delivered<br /> 6:00 PM </div> <div id="f3"> Wednesday, April 14, 2010 </div><br /> <div id="f2"> <b>Far Far Away<a name="1654444033225646863"></a> </b><br /> <br /> <div style="clear:both;"></div><div style="color: orange;"><b>Yes. I'm posting.</b></div><br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MJfFmSL8sS0/S71JlMeLueI/AAAAAAAACF8/lXA1FxNT8BA/s1600/28.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MJfFmSL8sS0/S71JlMeLueI/AAAAAAAACF8/lXA1FxNT8BA/s400/28.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <br /> But not from Edinburgh. I'm making use of the scheduled post function which I've never used before. =X.<br /> <br /> Blogging early is just not my thang but yeah. This is an exemption. Note the rap lingo wannabe. Pfft.<br /> <br /> So by the time you <b style="color: blue;">ACTUALLY</b> read this sheez, I'm half-way across the world in the land of kilts and haggis. None of which I'm really interested in. But yeah, not much of a choice anyway. I guess I just needed time off my hectic college life which is sapping all my insides and making me get some major <i>angina pectoris</i> etc. etc. etc. <br /> <br /> So yeah. I'm actually typing this some time back. So forgive the laziness.<br /> <br /> Anyway, semester break isn't exactly very break-ish with assignments and homework piling up faster than you can say ho-li-day. So I'm bringing books. Killjoy really. But I guess I'll try to enjoy as much as possible. Won't have any more breaks till after sem 1 exams. =X . <strike>Shit. </strike>Sem 1 exams. Arghhhhhhh.<br /> <br /> Oh well. I guess I better leave hereeee. =) . I hope everyone is well and happyyyy and doing fine. I'll buy souvenirs. =D. Enjoy the after-diagnostics for some of you and the events and stuff. =) .<br /> <br /> <div style="color: magenta;"><i>And to the girl who I'm supposed to kill because she knows way too much about me.</i></div><br /> <b style="color: #38761d;">Happy Birthday</b> and have a wonderful, exciting and enjoyable one. Much better without me hor? =C<br /> <br /> I bet you guys missed me! =D. Awwwwwwwwww. <br /> <br /> <i style="color: #741b47;">Peace out. =) </i>.<div style="clear:both; padding-bottom:0.25em"></div></div><br /> <div id="f4"> Signed, Sealed, Delivered<br /> 12:00 AM </div> <div id="f3"> Saturday, April 3, 2010 </div><br /> <div id="f2"> <b>Hiatus<a name="2918403113983846135"></a> </b><br /> <br /> <div style="clear:both;"></div>Stress-induced.<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJfFmSL8sS0/S7bi7TSTJPI/AAAAAAAACF0/TEBYbJYJk6Q/s1600/SNSD_RunDevilRun_FULL_HDavi-00040.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="225" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJfFmSL8sS0/S7bi7TSTJPI/AAAAAAAACF0/TEBYbJYJk6Q/s400/SNSD_RunDevilRun_FULL_HDavi-00040.png" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <br /> Yours truly deeply apologizes for the immense lack of updates.<br /> <br /> College has been rather stressful but I'll live. Not like I have a choice anyway. It feels good getting to know my class better. And I can start seeing factions and groups etc. Somehow, I don't feel united.<br /> <br /> Hectic is clearly an understatement at this rate. And sometimes, I just want to lie down and rest. But time is not on my side usually. Oh well. I"m feeling more and more detached from PM 5 as time goes by. Although I'm pretty sure its supposed to work the other way but somehow at times, I just find the class burdensome. <br /> <br /> Before I feel guilty of not studying for Thinking Skills, I'd better take a leave.<br /> <div style="color: lime;"><b><br /> </b></div><b style="color: lime;">When time collides with emotions, what happens?</b><div style="clear:both; padding-bottom:0.25em"></div></div><br /> <div id="f4"> Signed, Sealed, Delivered<br /> 2:41 PM </div> <div id="f3"> Thursday, March 11, 2010 </div><br /> <div id="f2"> <b>Promise<a name="44939507459824494"></a> </b><br /> <br /> <div style="clear:both;"></div><div style="color: lime;">I promise myself. </div><br /> <div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MJfFmSL8sS0/S5ii5uAnnRI/AAAAAAAACFs/WKUHnipqnUU/s1600-h/study4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="245" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MJfFmSL8sS0/S5ii5uAnnRI/AAAAAAAACFs/WKUHnipqnUU/s400/study4.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> That I will not make the same mistake ever again.<br /> <br /> That I will get all A* for my AS and A2.<br /> <br /> That I will be top in the world for Biology.<br /> <br /> That I will get into UCL. By hook or by crook.<br /> <br /> That I will be a surgeon.<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MJfFmSL8sS0/S5ii5uAnnRI/AAAAAAAACFs/WKUHnipqnUU/s1600-h/study4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br /> </a></div>Sometimes, forgetting and letting go is the most difficult things to do in this world. Especially disappointments.<div style="clear:both; padding-bottom:0.25em"></div></div><br /> <div id="f4"> Signed, Sealed, Delivered<br /> 4:00 PM </div> <div id="f3"> Wednesday, March 10, 2010 </div><br /> <div id="f2"> <b>High School Examination<a name="349620238298406015"></a> </b><br /> <br /> <div style="clear:both;"></div><div style="color: purple;"><b>The ironic part about it all is. </b></div><br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJfFmSL8sS0/S5ehz_kIOvI/AAAAAAAACFU/0U1zrN7Yl_o/s1600-h/IMG_2688.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="303" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJfFmSL8sS0/S5ehz_kIOvI/AAAAAAAACFU/0U1zrN7Yl_o/s400/IMG_2688.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Why the hell can't we check our results online or through sms like our plkn or stpm? Pfft.<br /> <br /> Anyway, D-Day tomorrow. Am I ready? <b style="color: purple;">Hell no. </b><br /> <br /> I've always thought that I literally threw my last two years in secondary school away. Deteriorating studies and really bad decisions. All resulting in a total waste of time and under-accomplishments. I succeeded in virtually nothing and did badly in everything. So yeah, I'm not really expecting much from the results. Really. I caused my own misery too many times.<br /> <br /> But I'm buckling up and doubling my effort probably tripling it for my A Levels. No more "waste-of-time" activities and stupid thoughts. Until today, I still regret starting and ending things. So many things.<br /> <br /> So, wish me luck and lets hope I'll get enough for that full scholarship. =)<br /> <div style="color: #bf9000;"><i><b><br /> </b></i></div><i style="color: #bf9000;"><b>My stomach's gonna burst, literally. =X</b></i><div style="clear:both; padding-bottom:0.25em"></div></div><br /> <div id="f4"> Signed, Sealed, Delivered<br /> 9:43 PM </div> </div> </div> <script type="text/javascript" src="//www.blogger.com/static/v1/common/js/1851061575-csitail.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript">BLOG_initCsi('classic