<?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-3790956759135974932</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:27:44.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bloggy #2</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-264506828866411261</id><published>2007-12-06T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T12:44:22.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as of now, i've got no tagboard. lil ol' genius me tried to do something and ta-daa! the whole thing disappered! so anyway, no one really tags so a tagboard doesn't matter anyway. oh yeah, and i'm still trying to figure out lj. anyone with any clue?? HELP ME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-264506828866411261?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/264506828866411261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=264506828866411261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/264506828866411261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/264506828866411261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/12/as-of-now-ive-got-no-tagboard.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-2597713429462203625</id><published>2007-12-05T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T21:34:26.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello. my plan's for today were completely ruined by the rain. i wanted to go over to bgf's place today, but cause of the rain which got heavier each time i thought it was light enough for me to leave the house. and natt couldn't come over to get the book. and i got the worst news anyone could get. clement messaged me to say that colin, well. i don't know how to put it, but colin.... he passed away. God rest his soul. and i was in shock like i can't believe, i still can't accept it. may he rest in peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-2597713429462203625?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/2597713429462203625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=2597713429462203625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/2597713429462203625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/2597713429462203625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/12/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-8217108649724795012</id><published>2007-12-03T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T22:12:11.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Where ever i may land; you're there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Where ever i may fall; you're there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Even 225,000 mies away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I can feel you as close as an inch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;standard chatered marathon was a blast. nicole athena and nic lu were rocking. tho arriving there at 1230 am, being tired as hell, the moment we all were together, bring on the fun time babyyy. haa ((: the marathon was fucking awesome. the kenyan and ethiopian runners are like omg awesome. i bow before them. they like practically sprinted all the way to the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the other non-sprinter/african runners that needed cheering are really nice, like when i said c'mon you can do it! you're almost there, they smiled and said thank you even tho they were dead tired. and some even could joke with me. omg i never thought singaporeans were nice people!! oh and this one ang moh guy was seriously funny. he was like "is there an ice cold beer at the finish line?" hahaha ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, just for the scsm i was up 35 hours and when i got home, i didn't go and sleep. i headed off to pasir ris park to cycle. and damn did i feel good. i miss cycling. and it helped that there was this one hot guy who was kinda weird cause he was tanning with his jeans on but his body was hott. haha ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hokay, so today i baked the most awesome brownies in the whole universe, they're bloody nice. i'll let you try them if you're nice nicer nicest to me!! haha, i hope you can get to it, before its all gone. haha (((: i'll upload the photos of the stuff i baked soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i'm outta here. house is on. and its time to pick up some tips on sarcasm. yeah babbyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn. love and peace, i'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-8217108649724795012?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/8217108649724795012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=8217108649724795012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/8217108649724795012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/8217108649724795012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/12/where-ever-i-may-land-youre-there-where.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-769173450770873168</id><published>2007-11-29T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T00:42:43.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realised, I rather listen to music from the 50s, 6o, 70s and 80s, instead of what's on the radio now. Frank Sinatra, Elvis, Dean Martin, The Beatles. That's real music. I don't get Fergie, Britney. Crap that's what I tell you. Don't you get sick of hearing the same music over and over. I switched on the radio and heard HSM on it. Dammit. Its overplayed. I don't mind watching the show once or twice, but hearing those sugary sweet pop tunes all the time, seriously pisses me off. I like Jack Johnson, Sherwood, Bloc Party, Coldplay, Dashboard Confessionals. Got sick of Boys Like Girls, Daughtry, cause of overplaying on the radio. Music feeds the soul. Music saves the world. Stop overplaying. Stop following others just cause you think that person is cool. Music is what makes us human. Music saves us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Save all music, save the world."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ttfn. Love and peace, I'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-769173450770873168?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/769173450770873168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=769173450770873168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/769173450770873168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/769173450770873168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-realised-i-rather-listen-to-music.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-3297351109817727045</id><published>2007-11-26T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T23:16:18.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We don't stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Bernard Shaw &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-3297351109817727045?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/3297351109817727045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=3297351109817727045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/3297351109817727045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/3297351109817727045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/11/we-dont-stop-playing-because-we-grow.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-1584597675237191794</id><published>2007-11-26T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T23:27:13.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;You can be a witness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;You can be a prophet&lt;br /&gt;You can make the whole world believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Break the strongest fortress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Change the way the world thinks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;You can build a bridge where foes can meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hope for the future in the tiniest whisper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dreams are what you make of them to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;There is hope in every heartbeat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Tiny as it seems, you're a beautiful seed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;On Friday, I headed out with BGF &amp;amp; we went shopping. Looked for accesories, &amp;amp; shoes I bought 9 pairs of earrings &amp;amp; found a pair of lovely lovely brown heels! &amp;amp; bought Christmas presents for our friends. Still need to get more presents though, but luckily i've still got the whole month! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saturday, spent the whole day, fixing up the house. Started putting up all the photos that I've taken over the years. &amp;amp; I must admit, I love photography. I wanna get a new camera! Probably a polaroid one. Nicole is selling one, not sure if I wanna get it though. Maybe I'll just get a 12.1 megapixel camera. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sunday, I felt really sick. My head hurt like hell, I was so dizzy. THE WHOLE DAY. &amp;amp; since I'm against panadol, I refused to take a pill, so I basically suffered the whole day with the headache. Finally at night, I couldn't take it anymore, so I popped the pill. &amp;amp; I felt so much better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today, BGF left today. ): She's off shopping in HK &amp;amp; I'm stuck here. But that's ok, cause I've already baked like 4 cakes in the past 3 days. &amp;amp; I'm gonna bake some more. That's my thing. Baking. Though I kinda suck. But I always bake when I'm bored. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, I got this in my mail today, &amp;amp; I thought this was really cute! Kids do say the cutest things!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/6-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/5-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/4-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/3-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/2-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, that's bout all from me now. I'm watching the Ellen Show &amp;amp; its so funny! &amp;amp; cool!! This guy can jump cars and he's like jumping 5 cars now! Its so amazing!! If you got the chance, watch it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ttfn. Love and peace, I'm out!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-1584597675237191794?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/1584597675237191794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=1584597675237191794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/1584597675237191794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/1584597675237191794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/11/you-can-be-witness-you-can-be-prophet.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-2069889066611293537</id><published>2007-11-22T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T22:26:32.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;happy thanksgiving one and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tis a time to be grateful for all you have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just wanted to say, i'm grateful for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;have a great day :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-2069889066611293537?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/2069889066611293537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=2069889066611293537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/2069889066611293537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/2069889066611293537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-thanksgiving-one-and-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-7115099597546098621</id><published>2007-11-21T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T22:49:24.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/111.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello!! ((: its been a while hasn't it. i've been rather lazy to blog. well, my uniteresting life doesn't exactly help either. haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to begin, i shall just let everyone know... i'm sickkk. you know, the &lt;i&gt;cough cough sneeze cough&lt;/i&gt; kinda sick. all cause of getting wet in the rain two days in a row. pffft. and i even carried an umbrella ella ella eh eh eh. haha ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this week's been rather fun so far. monday and tuesday spent the mornings selling prom photos, for ziyan (ssica's ex fencing capt) he's a real funny guy. meena, yinting and myself accompanied him to cut his hair, since we've never seen a guy cut cut (not barber cut) his hair. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday afternoon, meena and myself headed to gardens to meet mel and val, and after pow sing, yinting joined us and we headed to macs to stone while bird ate. then decided to go to chartwell dr park, to the spider web, but got sidetracked cause we founf out ani lived in gardens - bodmin dr to be exact. and i figured aunty julie would know since she lives there, but she said she didn't so we flipped the yellow pages and we tried finding, but it was futile. and we decided to walk down the road to val's place, and yinting that wonderful dear, just happily pulled out some people's mail (even though that's a felony) and omg she found ani's house!! omg. omg. omg. and that's not even the best part. after we found out the address, we walked away, and i just randomly turned back and guess who i saw. ANI. no kidding. what a coincidence. and they all thought i was bluffing. hah! how unbeleivable is that!! meena is so lucky she has friends like yinting mel and myself, cause without us, her tuesday wouldn't have been that effing awesome. stalking with meena is absolutely exciting!&lt;b&gt; seriously&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i've online shopped at this webbie &lt;b&gt;asos.com&lt;/b&gt; bought 3 dresses from there for the christmas period! i love christmas, though my house is kinda slow in putting up the tree this year. hmmm, anyway, i'm still working on my wishlist, i've up to four things already and btw i just got 3 of them, so i gotta come up with more. sigh. i honestlty have no idea what i want, yet every year, i complain all i get is money. haha ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh, i just got a new phone. samsung u-600. joanne and meena and i have the same phone. all in different colours though. i like the phone its really nice, and its red which is my fave colour. and i got a new monopoly which uses credit cards and all!! its soooo coool!! ((: people. come over. and play. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday, at coffee bean, talking with meena, mel and val, when val asked me who i like mel and meena went -youknowwho- and i was like i don't even know whether i eyecandied him anymore. or what what. you know what i mean?? haha. pfffft. i'm sick and tired of boys. and eyecandies. and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i used to like the idea of getting a tattoo. but after watching the trailer of the tattooist, i'm so creeped out by that idea. ooooohhhhkkkkkk. that was random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now getting to one of the main reasons i wanted to post this part: now i won't say who its for, but when that person reads it, i hope tt person will know its meant for that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a relationship, you will have to face obstacles. in your situation, its definately harder. but your situation is going to improve if you be good. and give it some time. i hope you don't give up on your relationship. if you need to talk, i'm here. and i'll try to help, but since i don't know much, i don't know how much help i can be!! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, just like my bgf's nickname on msn, my tv waits for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn. love and peace, i'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-7115099597546098621?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/7115099597546098621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=7115099597546098621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/7115099597546098621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/7115099597546098621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello-its-been-while-hasnt-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-1119654927968037565</id><published>2007-11-13T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T14:23:53.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Well you're like a paper aeroplane&lt;br /&gt;That never seems to land&lt;br /&gt;Flying blind through anything&lt;br /&gt;Straight into the hand that chokes you&lt;br /&gt;Each time you try to live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meena's house on saturday was a blast! it was awesome to just hang out with t34!! haha, sadly, not everyone went, but still it was great just chilling and camwhoring! i love t34! plus i got to see people like eulynn, aniszah, dawn, ramona, people i never get to see often!! the food was excellent, though i had the exact same thing on thursday. anyway i got vandalised, by henna. haha, athena, grace and sam, though i wiped off grace's one, before it set on my skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/deepavali%20celebrations%20at%20places/IMG_6605.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/deepavali%20celebrations%20at%20places/IMG_6599.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/deepavali%20celebrations%20at%20places/IMG_6602.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/deepavali%20celebrations%20at%20places/IMG_6604.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/deepavali%20celebrations%20at%20places/IMG_6573.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/deepavali%20celebrations%20at%20places/ljkhljkhlkjh086.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/deepavali%20celebrations%20at%20places/ljkhljkhlkjh087.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/deepavali%20celebrations%20at%20places/IMG_6598.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/deepavali%20celebrations%20at%20places/IMG_6570.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/deepavali%20celebrations%20at%20places/n787444574_443701_95.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/deepavali%20celebrations%20at%20places/ljkhljkhlkjh094.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh! i love polaroids! its so vintage! so classic! nicole's polaroids rule digicams everywhere!! (((: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/deepavali%20celebrations%20at%20places/polaroid8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/deepavali%20celebrations%20at%20places/polaroid7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/deepavali%20celebrations%20at%20places/polaroid6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday, headed to my aunt's place for more deepavali celebrations, where i became the official photographer of the day, not that i'm any good. haha ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad, my test subject, trying to be all cool and everything but failing terribly. haah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/deepavali%20celebrations%20at%20places/IMG_6626.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/deepavali%20celebrations%20at%20places/IMG_6625.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/deepavali%20celebrations%20at%20places/IMG_6624.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my two neices!! oooh! i love love love hannah (the one in purple) she's the cutest thing ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/deepavali%20celebrations%20at%20places/3IMG_6629.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/deepavali%20celebrations%20at%20places/3IMG_6630.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, t34 visited mr t! omg! mr t is the coolest ever! he cooked for us and made us pizza and spaghetti, the first time i've ever tried a spicy one!! haha ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/deepavali%20celebrations%20at%20places/IMG_6676.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/deepavali%20celebrations%20at%20places/IMG_6674.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was so much fun, especially when we started playing a drinking game! mr t was so willing to let us drink lahh. can't beleive it, normal teachers wouldn't have allowed us to but mr t is the cooolest!! we didn't have to ask twice, he just got the bottle and let us drink! we finished atleast more than half!! plus the best part is camwhoring!! haha ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/deepavali%20celebrations%20at%20places/IMG_6772.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/deepavali%20celebrations%20at%20places/IMG_6754.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/deepavali%20celebrations%20at%20places/IMG_6692.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/deepavali%20celebrations%20at%20places/DSCF0183.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/deepavali%20celebrations%20at%20places/DSCF0188.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;polaroids!! love!! 2t34 j block classroom is so gonna have tons of pictures on the wall wooots! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/deepavali%20celebrations%20at%20places/polaroid9.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, anyway, i should go off now, i can't believe i posted so many pictures which i usually don't anyway. haha ((: i'm watching shakespeare in love. i heart this movie! if you've never watched this movie, you have to! its damn awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn. love and peace, i'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-1119654927968037565?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/1119654927968037565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=1119654927968037565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/1119654927968037565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/1119654927968037565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/11/well-youre-like-paper-aeroplane-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/deepavali%20celebrations%20at%20places/th_IMG_6605.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-1809425917181375382</id><published>2007-11-07T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T13:42:57.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Emotive unstable you're like an unwinding cable car&lt;br /&gt;Listening for voices, but it's the choices that make us who we are&lt;br /&gt;Go your own way, even seasons have changed just burn those new leaves over&lt;br /&gt;So self-absorbed you've seemed to ignore the prayers that have already come about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, despite staying at home the whole day, was quite interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room is sadly in a mess and my mum, when she saw it, i think she got a heartattack. So dammit, I have to clean up my room, though I love cleaning and all, I only wanna clean when I want to. I wanna d/l some movies, How to lose a guy in 10 days, and The Notebook. And hopefully get some Grey's soon. If you guys have any, share the love!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, tried to study with Mel. &amp;amp; I'm so sorry Mel, I so didn't help you, more like make you waste your time. Anyway, we were so dumb. We decided to meet AMK Library, but actually neither one of us knew what that was. Dumbness. See that's just me and bgf. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I have to do my most boring thing that is on my agenda. Math. And then maybe I'll reward myself with a movie or two. I've been posting everyday and that's an indication that I have nothing much to do now. But oh wells, I should enjoy. So people, date me date me date me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ttfn. Love and Peace, I'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-1809425917181375382?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/1809425917181375382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=1809425917181375382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/1809425917181375382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/1809425917181375382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/11/emotive-unstable-youre-like-unwinding.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-1104026396452938009</id><published>2007-11-05T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T20:08:40.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday serves as a reminder,&lt;br /&gt;how not to live today as it was.&lt;br /&gt;today is what you should never let pass,&lt;br /&gt;the moments you need to savour&lt;br /&gt;cause in a blink of an eye, it can pass&lt;br /&gt;and you'd never touch it, taste it, feel it, love it ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is the hope that keeps us going&lt;br /&gt;that the next day can be better&lt;br /&gt;no matter how bad this day is&lt;br /&gt;its what we wish for, want, need, crave&lt;br /&gt;it can all happen tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but why wait?&lt;br /&gt;why waste the time you have now?&lt;br /&gt;why hope for another day, when you've already been given one?&lt;br /&gt;why need another day, just so you can let it pass and take another?&lt;br /&gt;why long for some more time, when deep inside, you know it could just be another today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow we let time pass,&lt;br /&gt;we let the days be burdened with worries.&lt;br /&gt;when all we need is to be carefree and living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we hold so much to promises, wishes and dreams&lt;br /&gt;but they become our burdens, not hope.&lt;br /&gt;is life all about hurts and sufferings, burdens and worries?&lt;br /&gt;aren't we all living for the sake of living?&lt;br /&gt;so that when we go to bed, we know that our mundane lives await us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is that why some people pray that they may never wake up?&lt;br /&gt;is that why some long for a difference?&lt;br /&gt;a good, or bad, or even a surprising change-&lt;br /&gt;so that living becomes the adventure, many long to have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thoughts of new excitement, that may change your day&lt;br /&gt;that may give you something worth living for&lt;br /&gt;isn't that what you're thinking?&lt;br /&gt;hoping?&lt;br /&gt;wishing?&lt;br /&gt;needing?&lt;br /&gt;wanting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep on waiting;&lt;br /&gt;its never coming.&lt;br /&gt;its never going to change.&lt;br /&gt;if you keep wishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things change&lt;br /&gt;only if you want it to.&lt;br /&gt;only if you change it yourself&lt;br /&gt;don't let tomorrow be the reason you want to live.&lt;br /&gt;but let the changes happen today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is what you should be living for.&lt;br /&gt;everyday doesn't have to be e-v-e-r-y-day.&lt;br /&gt;you can change what happened yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;into that new adventure you've been waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cast your burdens and worries out the door.&lt;br /&gt;let life take you on that journey today.&lt;br /&gt;don't wait for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;you may never wake up to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;live each day to the most&lt;br /&gt;live each moment&lt;br /&gt;do something new&lt;br /&gt;breathe.&lt;br /&gt;sit down and relax&lt;br /&gt;give yourself a break&lt;br /&gt;live and live well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't ever give yourself the chance to regret.&lt;br /&gt;regrets don't make tomorrow a better day&lt;br /&gt;but it makes you lose sight of what today has given you&lt;br /&gt;do it and do it now.&lt;br /&gt;never wait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your wishes and your dreams&lt;br /&gt;the ones you've been hoping for,&lt;br /&gt;make them all come true today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-1104026396452938009?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/1104026396452938009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=1104026396452938009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/1104026396452938009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/1104026396452938009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/11/yesterday-serves-as-reminder-how-not-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-9100228297026500507</id><published>2007-11-05T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T14:32:57.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I hear the thunder come rumbling&lt;br /&gt;The light never looked so dim&lt;br /&gt;I see the junction get nearer&lt;br /&gt;And danger's in the wind&lt;br /&gt;And either road's looking grim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the whole weekend went by, fixing up the house, i learnt how to do plumbing yesterday. I'm so Ms fix-it-all. Hah! Its been a rather quiet weekend with nothing much to do. Sigh, the story of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to go help out at Sam's Aunt's kindergarten, but hah, my mum sorta ruined the whole thing, she said i had to help her with the cleaning up. So that screws up today I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ssica and nicole and meena were all telling me about this horrible person, who is a complete pompous jackass. His name: Joshua Chooong. And you guys will hate him once you read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extracted from http://thompsonyaymoo.spaces.live.com/blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;""Okay...well I am fully aware that I haven't been blogging for a very VERY long time, so if you are going like "OMG! Finally a new entry!" I fully understand and am not surprised... So well, a great deal of things occurred since the last time I blogged (which i cannot remember when, and am too lazy to find out). Managed to pass Promotional exams, which i thought was "Good Game" for me, based on the instinct I got after doing da papers. This thus proof that natural instincts can be wrong at times. Sympathy to those that didn't make it (i.e. those sub-paper case and retainees) but to me, with all the help the school has given us (i.e. rounding up every single component and moderating all H2s up by 4 and H1s by 2) and yet you still cannot pass, it really is your fault then, either lacking in attitude or mugging really isn't ur forte. I feel, those that still require sub-paper even after all this aiding by the school, such just be immediately be retained of kicked out, don't waste school's valuable resources (i.e. money, paper,time of teachers etc), which we are already seriously lacking of. While many do find the school's method of pinning up the names of those who didn't make the promotion criteria (which CJC's is already very slack) for the whole school population and perhaps visitors to the school to see, very heartless, I beg to differ. Well, for one thing, the deserve it, because they wasted one year worth of school resources, which could have been spent more efficiently and productively on those who passes, and possible they would have gotten higher grades, as with their better attitude, they would know how to better treasure such resources. Its like they are just being plain selfish coming to CJC using up resources and then not passing promos. Another reason would be that, it will serve as a form of a wake up call to the failers (which I deem them to be fittingly called) that, well its a really competitve world we are living in, 'survivor of the fittest'. If they are going keep up with their BOCHAP attitude or doing something they are not good in, they are just going to 'die'. I suggest, do something you are good in, or just rot and die. I mean like, since this is da case, just GET OUT of CJC as there are many others, not in CJC yet, wanting to come here, who posess better attitude and talents, and will yale much better results later in life as well. As this saying goes 'For the great of all mankind, some have to be sacrificed', thus those who feel that everyone should be promoted, you might want to take into consideration of the additional benefits of having a smaller class, for example, the teacher would thus be able to spend more time with each student. So a note to those failers, don't be selfish and just get out of CJC, you all are simply a liability to the school.On a totally different note, a miracle happened. For once in my life in CJC, I finally passes GP essay. And guess wad, I got 2nd top in class for essay. When Ms. Oei was like saying, "Okay....first is LS and second is Joshua" i was like o_0... MAM we dun joke about such stuff at this kind of moment and atmosphere. I swear I couldn't believe the grades I got until i physically touched the script, and I was like SHOCKED!!!Project Work as finally come to the last item of the whole arsenal of rubbish, I would say. OP, thats right, oral presentation. Spent so many hours and energy working as a group, finishing those slides, which I will say, isn't the best I have seen. But then due to the limitation of this team, I guess i just got to accept the situation...HAIZ...Well, holidays have officially started, though the mood still hasn't due to A Level chinese paper on Monday and OP on Tuesday. Hope it all work out, and thus I can get on with my little, miserable life.It ends here... TATA!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot believe he even got 2nd for GP, check out his spelling lah. The stupid little fucker deleted the post after. What the fuck. COWARD. This guy has undoubtedly become CJ's public enemy #1. And honestly, I hope he gets what he deserves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ergh. That asshole, seriously pisses me off. After reading tt post, i was cheesed off. Well, i gotta go do something now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ttfn. Love and peace, I'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-9100228297026500507?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/9100228297026500507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=9100228297026500507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/9100228297026500507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/9100228297026500507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-hear-thunder-come-rumbling-light.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-6143112692550982377</id><published>2007-11-04T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T00:59:53.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;There is really no good time for anyone to leave&lt;br /&gt;In a couple weeks I'll get my chance to grieve&lt;br /&gt;And hopefully by then my mind will be all clear&lt;br /&gt;And I can cry for the reasons that I'm there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I redid my blog template. What can I say, I was bored. Anyway, Arsenal didn't win, but it was a good game. They played well, and dominated much of the second half. The biggest heartache for me came when, C. Ronaldo scored, and there was like 10 minutes left. I almost died, but I did keep faith with the Gunners, and the shocking moment came went Gallas, the skipper scored! It was unbelievable. Literally. Cause it was a tough call for the referee and his assistant. But, it was the right one. And well, all I can say it, no other game can match up to this one. Oh btw, my mum says Fabregas is goodlooking, and Clichy looks like my brother. Wtf. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm completely and totally, well, practically free for the entire holidays, cept for a few commitments here and there, and I have to fit in studying somewhere. Ssica got me thinking about scholarships, and I'm rather screwed, cause its not use, I prolly won't get one. I better start working hard or I can kiss SMU goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I gotta head off now, I've run out of things to talk about. Yikes. My life=boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ttfn. Love and peace, I'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-6143112692550982377?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/6143112692550982377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=6143112692550982377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/6143112692550982377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/6143112692550982377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/11/there-is-really-no-good-time-for-anyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-7477630551111297646</id><published>2007-11-03T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T20:28:32.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/Images/018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/Images/v2g24t6hf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/Images/Image9.png" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/Images/017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARSENAL FTW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-7477630551111297646?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/7477630551111297646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=7477630551111297646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/7477630551111297646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/7477630551111297646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/11/arsenal-ftw.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/Images/th_018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-4646832674739719479</id><published>2007-11-02T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T20:29:52.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And I am a hostage to my own humanity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Self detained and forced to live in this mess I’ve made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And all I’m asking is for you to do what you can with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;But I can’t ask you to give what you already gave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking to natt, lucas and nadine is fun. tho the convo got weird in the beginning cause we were jacking lucas bout some girl and in the end, it was nice talking to everyone. stupid them and their minds filled w/ sex lahhh. omg. haha. sometimes i wonder, what would i do w/o natt or thumbooo in cj. thank gooodnesss for them. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, headed down to town wiht joanne and sam. joanne!! sorry sorry sorry ^ infinity for being late. i had so much fun with them today, walking and talking and camwhoring on apple's macbook. will post up the photos when i do get the chance to. today absolute fun lahhh. been a long time since i've just walked around town with friends. btw, saw irwin and martin and therese and a sjc girl whose name i can't rmb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new tv came in and its nice and all, but i need to get so much things done, cause my parents can't do anything themselves. ergh. fuck lah, sometimes i question the whole reason why i have them arnd, when i end up doing everything, cause they're like why can't you do it? i can fucking ask them the same thing lahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's the big match. and boy, am i nervous. arsenal has to win, or else, i have to face all the man u supporters. i rather kill myself than face them if we lose BUT I HAVE FAITH IN THEM. AND THEY'VE DONE WELL LATELY AND I KNOW THEY CAN SO DO IT. I BELIEVE IN THIS TEAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm a bit too lazy to complete this i've got stuff to type, but i'm too lazy to, so another time yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn. love and peace, i'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-4646832674739719479?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/4646832674739719479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=4646832674739719479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/4646832674739719479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/4646832674739719479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/11/and-i-am-hostage-to-my-own-humanity.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-8119562805651673504</id><published>2007-11-01T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T22:03:54.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I tried to read between the lines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I tried to look in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I want a simple explanation; what I'm feeling inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I gotta find a way out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so mel says i should update. haha, but update about what, i have no clue. so i'll just wing it. forgive me if it hardly makes any sense, cause that's really me, someone who never really makes sense, unless you need my serious face :l and then i'll be sense making and all. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so today, all my new new new stuff came in. ((: yupp, new tv bench, and wall shelves and all. my house is totally rocking. its gonna be the nicest hse in my entire family. but its like no competition one lah, everyone in my family tries competing and they actually copy (don't get me started on this) but yeah, my hse always comes up on tops babyyy. haha ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. let me tell you, i woke up at like 5.30 in the morning DURING MY HOLS today i mean for mass, and i was like sleeping thru it. God save me. its not like i wanted to, i couldn't help it. i saw martin and brendan tooo. but they didn't sleep. atleast i dont think they did. btw, my priest (whom i have something against - don't ask me why, i just do) says - God love you all. i think tt's retarded, cause God does love us all, w/o him saying. ok ok, tt totally made no sense. i'm moving on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm meeting joanne, sam and athena tmr! sam's gonna get gray jeans, and we're all gonna slack and talk, and when i have the time, i'll put up the retarded video, athena took of us at subway. its really pathetic, like goodness. sam and i were trying to take photos on joanne's phone w/ hilarious results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, my wife is a gangster is calling and i shall go now. haha ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn. love and peace, i'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-8119562805651673504?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/8119562805651673504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=8119562805651673504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/8119562805651673504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/8119562805651673504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-tried-to-read-between-lines-i-tried.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-2372590442787090557</id><published>2007-10-30T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T11:09:27.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I don't know where I'm going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;But I know where I've been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Now I'm afraid of going back again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So I drive, years and miles are flying by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pw. over. freedom. awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that that's over with, i can say i'm free for the holidays, so people, holler yeah! (: today is the official start of my long awaited and to me a very deserved holiday. i promised that i'll go running everyday, and study a little everyday, cause i honestly don't want my brain to turn to mush. haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i did something recently, and right now, i don't know if i regret it. as in i convinced myself, it didn't matter how things would turn out, but now i think i should not have done what i did. but the good part of this i figure, is that i'll get over this whole thing faster than i thought i would. confusing? i don't get it either. yeah i'll explain it to you if you wanna know. haha i mean i'll try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, since i've got basically nothing to do anymore, i guess i won't be blogging much. cause my posts have been getting from boring to way way boring. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so i'm going off to pierce my ears now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn. love and peace, i'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-2372590442787090557?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/2372590442787090557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=2372590442787090557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/2372590442787090557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/2372590442787090557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-dont-know-where-im-going-but-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-6251598075506454906</id><published>2007-10-29T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T01:09:25.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know i honestly wonder, what runs thru footballers' minds when they're on the field. what about the referees? how about managers? and how bout what they see on the field? do they see what i see? i understand that the match is fast, and thinking and seeing is too much, when you are out there trying to score goals, and winning the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the players sometimes make me wonder, if they never completed a proper education, they probably aren't very clever, so thinking may not exactly be their forte. so when i question why they couldn't follow the play, or why they couldn't score, i always think, maybe that's why people should always have a proper education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what i do not understand, is that since referees cannot see everything, and the lines man has to look out for offsides, why don't they use the replay thing just like rugby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, managers tend to be blamed, whenever a team fails to do well in matches and their season seems to be slipping off their fingers, managers get the blame. but why? they aren't the ones on the field. they aren't the ones letting in goals. so why do they get punished?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;football, is a beautiful sport. not neccessarily a gentleman's sport. but a beautiful game to watch. the state of todays' football games, is deteriorating. players are scolding vulgarities, like its the norm. diving, and faking are without a doubt a commonplace in the matches. sadly, the fans are just as bad. the hooligans that taunt and poke fun at other teams, those who jeer and insult players of opposing teams. its disgusting at how low some will go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still do believe that football is beautiful. watching the passing of the ball from player to player, the powerful goals, the spirit burning deep within each player that comes alive on the field. the passion that you can see and feel in the stadium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i return back to the liverpool and arsenal game, i hope that arsenal does win, and win because they were the better team, who played well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn. love and peace, i'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-6251598075506454906?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/6251598075506454906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=6251598075506454906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/6251598075506454906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/6251598075506454906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/10/you-know-i-honestly-wonder-what-runs.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-5423336901146087882</id><published>2007-10-26T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T21:46:13.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I won't try to philosophize&lt;br /&gt;I'll just take a deep breath then I'll look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;This is how I feel&lt;br /&gt;And it's so surreal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello! today, was the most awesome day of the year so far. i got to spend my afternoon with my two most loved people! mel and natt! its been forever since i've just been w/ them and talked and laughed and reminisced about the good ol' days. apparently, they were supposed to be studying for the chinese a's this monday, but haha, they never went past the first page. or maybe mel did? but tt was cause her teachers alr went thru it with her. haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt we walked arnd gardens for a while, going to epitome which has brill stuff but tt stuff burns a ten foot deep hole in my pocket. we soon decided to go chartwell dr park. and we climb to the top of the spider web thing, and just talked. we were on top of the world. its been forever since it was just the three of us. i rmbed those times when we were in sec 2 and we said when we've all grown up, we'd live tgt. haha. we were like going thru topics a-z haha. we stopped at i, we'll leave it for our next outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mel &amp;amp; natt, thanks for the awesome time today. i love you guys. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pw. over. in. 3. days. wooooots. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yinting - don't forget to take a photo of yourself at the wedding. i wanna see the dress and you all preeetty preeetty!! &amp;amp; don't be afraid of the contacts my dear! you can do it! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn. love and peace, i'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-5423336901146087882?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/5423336901146087882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=5423336901146087882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/5423336901146087882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/5423336901146087882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-wont-try-to-philosophize-ill-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-8411105804253810999</id><published>2007-10-24T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T22:10:02.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;remembering you running soft through the night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;you were bigger brighter and whiter than snow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;and screamed at the make-believe screamed at the sky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;and you finally found all your courage to let it all go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hello, i should update, that's what people keep telling me. anyway, pw is killer. i can't wait for it to be over. i hope i do well, otherwise a whole year's worth of effort will go down the freaking drain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birthday greetings to, MEENA! GRANDMA! SHAUN!&lt;br /&gt;1. meena, i'm so sorry i didn't get you anything my dear! but i wish you a really awesome and sexxaye seventeenth birthday, tho you're grounded. i wish you all the best for whatever. and hope tt your dreams may come true, especially your china thing. ((: haha&lt;br /&gt;2. grandma, i know you ain't gonna be reading this so i'll keep it short. happy 80-something birthday. love you!&lt;br /&gt;3.shaun - hey big bro, i miss you loads. your first birthday away from home, hope its still a good one. have a great 22th birthday and may God bless you in all you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that that's outta the way, hmmmm. lets explain some stuff ok? i don't have 2 eyecandies lahhh melll! its just tt one tt i thought was more than tt, i think i'm getting over him, and its like going back to just ec, the other ec, the real ec, is like just and ec, cause i think he looks nice lahhh. OK MEL? haha (((: [i miss my bgf its so hard to explain stuff when i don't get to see you 24/7 anymore]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh promo results. DUDES. the only thing tt sucks is the S cause its GP and shut up, it alr pisses me off so don't say anything. but as long i'm promoted i'm happy, cause i get to see everyone in cj again next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm waiting to find out if i got into facil, which is killing me, cause i really want to!! according to joel i'll know it thru an email, and this is real torture! arrhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, shall get to my i&amp;amp;r now, which is another killer. shall update soon. i promise ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn. love and peace, i'm out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. arsenal vs s. prague. 7-0. most awesome game ever. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pljf32Ggup0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pljf32Ggup0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-8411105804253810999?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/8411105804253810999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=8411105804253810999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/8411105804253810999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/8411105804253810999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/10/remembering-you-running-soft-through.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-3252301782147325683</id><published>2007-10-19T09:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T09:26:56.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I meant every word I said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I never was lying when we talked in bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm retracing every step in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;What did I miss back then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I was so, so misled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello!! (((: i'm using the school com, waiting for meena to finish her i&amp;amp;r. tsk tsk.&lt;em&gt; naughty meena &lt;/em&gt;just as michael tan says. haha ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yesterday met up with mel and sarah, its been forever since i've seen that girl! it was nice to meet up with them, brings back the old fun times in sec school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, before that, there was FARM. had to share about my cj first year experience! omg i was so nervous before it, but when i got up there it wasn't too hard, since there wasn't as many people as i thought. haha ((: yeah. the last bit was the worst most &lt;strong&gt;embarrashaming&lt;/strong&gt; moment ever. i never should have said i was happy today. audrey yelled out cause you saw your eyecandy, and i should have never said yes. haha. embarrassing i tell you. and natt and dine were even worse. they were is it really cause you saw your eyecandy or cause he's in the same room. omg omg omg. haha, but really yesterday was awesome, really. cause there was p&amp;amp;w and i got to reflect and hang out with natt and dine and everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during my break i was talking to wenfeng. and this part is meant for her, if she ever reads my blog, so you guys could go right ahead and skip this part. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wenfeng,&lt;br /&gt;you know what, your grades aren't that bad compared to other people, really. you did well i know you worked hard and getting back the grades that you did, really sucks cause it demoralizes you. i get that, i got that exact same feeling when i got my math paper back. but you know what, making a rash and hasty decision, just cause you didn't do exactly well (in your own books cause i know you set high standards for yourself) to me, you're cut out for jc cause you are willing to work hard and you are diligent. jc and sec sch stuff are really different, the jump is really great. everyone does just average for the first year, and next year, i'm sure you can make it. you'll do well. you always do. but whatever decision you make, just know that i'm here for you and i'll support you always, that's what friends are for my dear ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, now that i'm done with that, to everyone else, even if you may not have done as well you may have hoped for, just be happy (: don't let this get you down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's that for me, btw, my eyecandy talked to me today. for like five secs. shut up. whatever. ahha (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn. love and peace, i'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-3252301782147325683?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/3252301782147325683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=3252301782147325683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/3252301782147325683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/3252301782147325683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello-im-using-school-com-waiting-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-4367122093761348898</id><published>2007-10-16T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T23:08:08.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lead the way I'm gladly sure to stay by your side&lt;br /&gt;Don't hesitate this one's worth time&lt;br /&gt;Don't doubt the wait 'cause we are the ones&lt;br /&gt;We are the ones and this perfect mess has everybody singing for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO! ((: i know i haven't updated in a while! and i'm sorry, but blogging as you know is a chore for me! haha! so it's been an emotional roller coaster for me the past few days, promo results are out, and i can promote!! ((: i'm offically a soon-to-be j2!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cj open house on friday! shan was wearing the free hugs signboard thing and i was like hugging shan and all, and when nadine was wearing, i "reluctantly" hugged her! haha, its not that i'm mean or anything but teasing nadine is really enjoyable! if you've not done it, please do. you'll then understand the satisfaction haha! &lt;strong&gt;sorry dine&lt;/strong&gt;! anyway, mel bgf came and i went to show her sy, ak, and loads of other people, and i realised i knew ppl, even tho i didn't know them? make sense? haha, i don't think so either! haha ((: after headed to bishan with mel and we got sarah her birthday present and then waited for her friend imran who took quite long but - &lt;strong&gt;imran - its ok! really ((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway signed up for the facil thing for orientation! which is rather exciting if you ask me! but jason said 150 people signed up and they only need 40 people )): but shan't let them get me down, cause I CAN PROMOTE! and nothing is gonna get me down!! (((: haha!! except maybe pw. i don't like pw anymore. )): hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i'm outta stuff to talk about! &lt;strong&gt;OH WAIT. YEAH, MEL MADE ME SAY HI TO AK EVEN THO I HAD NO REASON TO. hahah do you feel guilty mel??? do you??? cause not only did you make me do that! YOU CHOSE 2 OTHER PPL OVER ME AND NATT? DO YOU FEEL EVEN GUILTIER???&lt;/strong&gt; hahah kidding kidding i love you lahh, even if i'm wayy below the two you know whos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn, love and peace i'm out!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-4367122093761348898?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/4367122093761348898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=4367122093761348898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/4367122093761348898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/4367122093761348898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/10/lead-way-im-gladly-sure-to-stay-by-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-8864304585139510866</id><published>2007-10-05T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T16:25:09.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Let me ask you something. If someone prays for patience, you think God gives them patience? Or does he give them the opportunity to be patient? If he prayed for courage, does God give him courage, or does he give him opportunities to be courageous? If someone prayed for the family to be closer, do you think God zaps them with warm fuzzy feelings, or does he give them opportunities to love each other?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-8864304585139510866?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/8864304585139510866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=8864304585139510866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/8864304585139510866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/8864304585139510866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/10/let-me-ask-you-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-8179099159398307955</id><published>2007-10-04T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T21:50:32.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Stick your heart inside of my chest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Keep it warm here while we rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Tell them this love hasn't changed me, hasn't changed me at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The same as I love you, you'll always love me too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This love isn't good unless it's me and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;promos are officially over. throw out those lectures notes and clear you table, cause its time to par-tay! hhaha. well, i am happy that promos are over, no more studying for me, atleast for now. i'm going to enjoy life. that is - do nothing and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, after history, headed to town, where half of town was in blue (cj people) haha, and meena and i spent half an hour counting all the people wearing skinny jeans that walked past us. it exceeding 40 i think? haha. after all that, headed home and on the way started talking about certain stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fcuk. seriously shouldn't have. now that there's nothing for me to do, its stuck in my head. bothering me, when i kinda buried it, far far away in my head. now its surfaced and killing me. i don't know. its hard to talk about it. even when i was talking to meena about it, i started to tear. and its weird, cause i've never been in this position and it really sucks. fcuk. help. fcuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just wanna stay here soaking up the rain. falling all around me wash the world away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn. love and peace, i'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-8179099159398307955?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/8179099159398307955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=8179099159398307955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/8179099159398307955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/8179099159398307955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/10/stick-your-heart-inside-of-my-chest.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-6545544877850631960</id><published>2007-10-03T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T20:02:00.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And I know that I should let go, but I can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And everytime we fight I know it's not right, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Everytime that you're upset and I smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I know I should forget, but I can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i should be studying history. but seriously, who gives a fcuk about the cold war anyway. so my exams are near over, and i can tell you, i've never been this happy. i've never studied this hard in my entire school life, and if i don't do well (crossing my fingers and hoping for the best) fcuk school and everything else that comes with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as my h2s are over, you would be expecting me to be like "haiya! take that exams!" *striking kungfu pose* but instead, i've been in the school library (take into consideration that i've got no school here) mugging and stoning history for the past two days. and btw, i'm pretty sure the librarian crazy lady hates me, meena, ssica and yinting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been two great days (not referring to studying) but hanging out with those lovables! loads of fun and laughter seriously. and thats why whenever regret creeps into my thoughts, i just think of the friendships i've made and karate kick the regret away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, zomg. i've got a break out! pimples all over my face! )): and i had to wear my ugly specs to school today. UGLY. i looked like a space alien seriously. i cannot believe i still went to school, in my butt ugly specs and thousand and one pimples on my face. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i haven't seen you know who the whole week, and that kinda sucks. but you know what, i'm alright with that. i can always see him like once school reopens yeah? haha! that reminds me, poor meena, she won't get to see her addictive (?) person anymore. after friday that is. i feel so sad for her. and plus today she missed the perfect oppurtunity and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh something random, there's this chinese phrase - bei shui che xin - it means trying to put out a burning cartload of faggots with a cup of water! zomg, i burst out laughing when i read it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and before i forget, anyone who wants to sell you iPod, lemme know, cause my friend would like to buy it. hah (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn, love and peace, i'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-6545544877850631960?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/6545544877850631960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=6545544877850631960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/6545544877850631960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/6545544877850631960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/10/and-i-know-that-i-should-let-go-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-3320485176444567763</id><published>2007-09-26T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T10:50:23.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Cause all the roads they lead to where you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And all the streetlights shine like they were stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;That's where you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't believe it. promos for my h2s are in exactly 31 hours. and i'm here blogging. trust me. its killing me. i'm staring at my notes. and i can't absorb anything. i wonder can i learn them through osmosis? you know. its times like these i question the governments sanity cause they make us study so hard and in the end, its only the rj, vj, hc etc people that do well. memorising. not a good way to learn. who in the world wants to be textbook oriented?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw. i'm sickk. been sick since monday, so studying. not going too well. its not my fault. its the stress. that everything i've worked for since my prelims last year, till now, depends on this examination that will make or break my future. and yes, if you have not realised, promos are the deal breakers people! so study study study if you haven't. i rmb complaining about english for the o's how its reeeediculous for us to do some stupid comprehension. and now. KILL ME. cause gp is a million times harder. and my gp promos were a serious killer. dammit. i think i might fail it, if my essay fails to impress the marker and he/she gives me a bad grade. and that would be either a supp paper or bye bye j2 next yr. )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm too tired to learn bout mkt failure. its the most complicated chapter so far. and i actually paid attn during lectures. not suprisingly, its sorta 50% including mkt structures of the whole entire econs paper, which i'm hoping to ace. and that little bubble is slipping away into oblivion cause mkt failure is freaking hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent my whole day doing math - which every other person would say - are you outta your mind? cause econs comes first and its memorising and lots of word = time &gt; than time for math. i like math. math is good. numbers are nice. and econs - you suck x10^infinity !! see, numbers and math. all floating around my head. oh oh. i couldn't solve a math qn the other day, and whilst i was sleeping, my brain was trying to work it out. stressed?? much. and i'm now gonna try to ace math, cause i could, for the 2006 promo paper. but you see, i had help. the ans right in front of me, so whenever i got stuck. flip flip flip. and wahlah! i know how to continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i've enough of blogging my pathetic thoughts and math and econs. and i should get back to mkt failure. OR. i should go and sleep and start fresh again later. yeah, i've to wake up early. cause - i need to study ECONS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn, love and peace. i'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-3320485176444567763?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/3320485176444567763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=3320485176444567763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/3320485176444567763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/3320485176444567763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-dont-believe-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-1283292091183706404</id><published>2007-09-18T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T23:53:55.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Well open up your mind and see like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Open up your plans and damn you're free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Look into your heart and you'll find love love love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew i was an overthinker. but i never knew how much till last friday. haha, and today, i'm overthinking again. me and my mind. only God knows how it works. if only my overthinking could be used in my studies, boy, i would be flying high in school right now. haha (: yeah, lately, the feelings and thoughts i used to have, are back and once again - overthinking. but i don't know. its seems rather obvious. but then again, i am one oversentitive overthinker. haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regarding my previous post. moments like those are far from many, but when i get them, i start to doubt everything that every inch of my heart, mind and soul tell me not to. to natt, dine, haha, you guys are not toothbrushes nor toothpastes, but the very people i know that even after 20 odd years of not seeing each other, i'm pretty sure, things would still be the same. i love you guys (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, promos promos promos. they're not too far away. so to one and all. study hard, the next three weeks decide our fate. good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn. love and peace. i'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-1283292091183706404?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/1283292091183706404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=1283292091183706404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/1283292091183706404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/1283292091183706404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/09/well-open-up-your-mind-and-see-like-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-1768653707483192227</id><published>2007-09-09T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T11:31:47.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I wish that time could be replayed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'd keep you here with me everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;They say that love is letting go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I hope that you find your way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i know i said i was on hiatus. ok. i'm sorry. but the temptation is just too great! plus, i've got good things to blog about. i swear. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its officially 12 days away to promos! (btw, i AM feeling guilty) and its 18 days to econs, 19 to math and 22 days to chem, plus 25 to history. not alot of time, if you look at the amount of stuff i've got to learn. i've got to sit and concentrate and study. FOCUS DAMMIT!! easier said than done. haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a lil advice to all of us, with major exams coming up. don't be afraid of the exam. it instead should be afraid us. its just a piece of paper. we're the ones with the knowledge and we can ace any exam, as long as we put our mind to it and the effort for it. so, study well, don't stress, why should you? learning was meant to be fun, so exams should be fun too. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the holidays have come to an end anyway. it passed really quickly too. spent it studying! but don't get me wrong, i did have some fun too! went to watch hairspray (sekkkkkkssss) sushi-ed with athena, christi and ro,. OMG. that's all i did? crappp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, well. here's my thoughts on today. i love my mum. i do. because she's the best mum, to me that it. i love relatives too. well that is only cause i have to. plus, i feel like an outsider in my own family, so why would i wanna go for another family gathering when i could spend the time with jess and shan and watching hsm2 and doing history! better time spent if you ask me. FRICTION between me and mom i tell you. when i told her i don't wanna go, i could feel her dagger eyes piercing through my soul, thats filled with guilt, with loads of hate for not wanting to go. (DRAMATIC MUCH?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mass this mrng, and there was the youth in charge of the canteen thing today. boy did i feel like another outsider in my own church. i realise how much i've drifted and how alone i am in church. i really felt at that point when i saw, my once church friends, that i was truly friendless. and it kinda hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reading a friends blog, and how she said she was talking to them about her life and problems and stuff, i realise i never got to do that. i was never close enough to anyone. in church or elsewhere. to tell them how i was feeling about things, that i keep everything to myself, and if i do say something, its only a fraction of what i have to say, and i don't even know how to spill the whole thing, cause guarding seems to be the thing i'm best at. its not that i'm upset i can't confide in people, its just that, i keep on hearing that (people) can always tell their friends things, and i wonder, do i even have friends in the first place, since i do not confide in them? or are they mere acquaintances, companions to help get the day over with faster, since their presence makes the day better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i know who my friends are? do i even have friends? friends - by defination - is a person with whom one has a bond with. question - do i have a bond with anyone of my so called friends? or have i gone through the past 17 years of my life, without a friend? welcome to my life of insecurity and self doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn, love and peace. i'm out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/kanye west - stronger&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-1768653707483192227?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/1768653707483192227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=1768653707483192227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/1768653707483192227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/1768653707483192227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-wish-that-timecould-be-replayedid.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-2763699879325135756</id><published>2007-08-28T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T18:13:43.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And it might sound stupid but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;the saddest thing about growing up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;is that I will never think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i'm spiderman again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello all you lovables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_moOV52HRJHk/RtQLuYFLHXI/AAAAAAAAADM/z3MY6tzlBCU/s1600-h/s320x240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103717169083653490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_moOV52HRJHk/RtQLuYFLHXI/AAAAAAAAADM/z3MY6tzlBCU/s200/s320x240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time has come for me, to say goodbye to the internet and those hours that i spend wasting my life away, in preparation for my upcoming promos which is gonna be life-changing. and as i spend my last few minutes, typing this out, i look on to my table, seeing all the books and files and worksheets and pens all scattered on it, i wonder, when was the last time i saw my table clean, with nothing on it, cept for the tissure box. that's right, since the end of the june holidays. surprise surprise, the september holidays are just 3 days away. hmph. that means, my promos are 3 weeks away. worried? yes. panicked? yes. doing anything bout it? hardly. so as you can tell, i'm not prepared, so hopefully, those extra hours i gain from not touching my computer, will help and i pray that next year, i'll get to see the 24 loved ones of t34 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ttfn. till soon. love and peace. i'm out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-2763699879325135756?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/2763699879325135756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=2763699879325135756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/2763699879325135756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/2763699879325135756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/08/and-it-might-sound-stupid-but-saddest.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_moOV52HRJHk/RtQLuYFLHXI/AAAAAAAAADM/z3MY6tzlBCU/s72-c/s320x240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-7870714203020985528</id><published>2007-08-21T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T19:10:26.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It takes strength and it takes courage to survive, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And did someone ever say to you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"There's nothing bound in thought you cannot do?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Well, I've seen some things but not all of them came true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its offically 4 weeks to the promos!! I AM SO NOT PREPARED. rrah. don't you ever wonder what would happen at the end of year and like uncertainties and all. *faints. * quite a long day today with pe and blood donation and all to top it off. goodness practically "fainted"! no. no. not that serious, more like a dizzy spell. haha, pe before that, PHYSICAL TRAINING! running and pushups and situps and vertical jumps - 1 set! and two sets i think? plus walking within 3 mins is our resting! rrah. and the last part sprinting! my personal best - 1.22min :D also, i wanted to tell ssica today bout the rifle, the soviets used. but kinda had no chance too. )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've made another list!! :D to help my revision. which is so not happening cause you already know i procrastinate wayy to much. haha.&lt;br /&gt;math - functions/mi revision, application of differentiation/maclaurin's series tutorials!&lt;br /&gt;chem - test next week&lt;br /&gt;econs - test this friday and btw, i have no clue, wtf is going on during lectures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh! bday greetings!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHRISTI! (180807)&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MS CHIA!(180807)&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SSICA!(200807)&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRENDA! (210807)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mel bgf // they're lyrics. haha and our schedules are so conflicting, it'll be a miracle if we ever meet up till promos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn. love and peace. i'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-7870714203020985528?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/7870714203020985528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=7870714203020985528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/7870714203020985528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/7870714203020985528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/08/it-takes-strength-and-it-takes-courage.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-5547525217770135893</id><published>2007-08-17T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T17:18:00.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Wait dear, a white horse is walking down my street here,&lt;br /&gt;Your words are creeping at my feet&lt;br /&gt;I fear, sunrise will come too soon and you'll disappear&lt;br /&gt;Into the haze of this city and go south.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't updated in a while. so here goes. promos are soon, like in 5 weeks times and i'm still procrastinating. everytime, i try (and i emphasize on try) to study, i always get distracted. anyway. i need to get serious and focus on my work. yes. i can do it. btw, there's loads to learn, and i honestly don't get much of it. been feeling crappy lately, for several reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm doing pw now. which is another chore. tomorrow's there's tution, and after which pw. which equates my sad pathetic life with no life which gives you loser. sigh. blaberring. (is that how you spell it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn. love and peace. i'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-5547525217770135893?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/5547525217770135893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=5547525217770135893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/5547525217770135893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/5547525217770135893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/08/wait-dear-white-horse-is-walking-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-9204444295361403533</id><published>2007-08-11T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T20:31:16.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I can't find a wall to pin this to,&lt;br /&gt;Their all coming down since i've found you.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be where you are tonight.&lt;br /&gt;I run in the dark looking for some light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;football is the sekkksss. i seriously don't know how i manaaged to get through the past few months without it. but boy, am i glad its back. and finally, get back to latenight matches and drooling over hottness. AND MOST IMPORTANTLY, the beautiful game called futbol. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;national holidays flew by. bad cause not much of a break cause homework - unbelievable. so much of stuff to complete. anyway, tution today, after headed to shan's house to do history - thanks shan and jess for inviting me! history - done! :D haha. yeah, shopped with mum yesterday, bought birks and pretty pretty top! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone's (well only 2 outta the 5) saying the same thing and i'm getting confused. and i don't know how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn. love and peace. i'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-9204444295361403533?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/9204444295361403533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=9204444295361403533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/9204444295361403533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/9204444295361403533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-cant-find-wall-to-pin-this-to-their.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-2224812382289949000</id><published>2007-08-05T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T17:27:04.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And if I had wings I would fly&lt;br /&gt;'Cause all that I need You are&lt;br /&gt;And if the world caved in around me&lt;br /&gt;To You I'd still hold on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello! Today headed for 7am mass with mum, and went for 8.30 with Nadine. Had so much fun, prank calling Lucas. :D After that headed for cathecism. Nadine's group - Kenneth (aka Kinky) and Josef (who looks like Lucas) are damn funny. After that, lunched with Rene, Josef, Alvin, Nadine, and Lucas. Went over to Nadine's house then, to play pool and bridge. Home now, and too lazy to do anyhomework. I've got tons of Chem and Math to do. The Sound of Music is such an awesome movie. Rent and watch if you haven't. "The hills are alive, with the sound of music...." Haha. Oh yeah, Lucas has this ugly goatee. Seriously dude, shave it off. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN. Love and Peace, I'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-2224812382289949000?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/2224812382289949000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=2224812382289949000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/2224812382289949000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/2224812382289949000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/08/and-if-i-had-wings-i-would-fly-cause.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-3763804331385100207</id><published>2007-08-04T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T17:51:46.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Would you believe me if I said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;That all of the dreams in your heart can come true today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Would you believe me if I said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;That life can be all that you want it to be today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be doing PW now. Shan if you're reading this, sorry dear, cause I'm too lazy to think, and if I do it now, it'll be utter crap, and I'd be the lousy useless group member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you've read my previous post, you'd know that I'm back to listening to P&amp;W songs. And as I listen to the lyrics of each song and reflect on it, I find myself, falling more and more in love with God. And deep inside my heart, I realise now, that my life isn't all that without God. And all the times that I though I was fine without him, they weren't. I truly regret not being a better Christian in everything I've done. Not putting God as the center/focus of my life. And now I know. Now I know what I'm supposed to do. Change. For the better. Change for God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everyone out there, Because of God, I'm free. Because of God, I'm a better person. Because of God, I live the life that's just perfect for me. Because of God, I have loved and lived. Because of God, I have all that I'll ever need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, you may be thinking what a preachy post. Its not. Don't mistake the truth for preachy-ness. Just reflect on your life. You'll see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this weekend's a packed one. Got tons of stuff to do. But the good thing is, next week's a short week. Two days of school! And on Tuesday I get to meet up with my BGF! Wednesday after school - outing with my classmates (most likely) Lovely lovely. National Day holidays is the sexx. :D Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, its probably only 5 weeks aways to promos - and to all who's feeling the pressure, here's the best advice (ripped off a friend's blog): Everyone should just go listen to some jazz, sing-a-long to your favourite song, watch a timeless classic movie, paint your nails, chat on the phone and go shopping. And stop feeling stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN. Love and peace. I'm out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//Hillsong - Free&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-3763804331385100207?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/3763804331385100207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=3763804331385100207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/3763804331385100207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/3763804331385100207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/08/would-you-believe-me-if-i-said-that-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-187168964267135910</id><published>2007-08-02T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T20:26:56.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;" operator? get me the president of the world. its an emergency."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello! :D i've got photos to upload. but i'm too lazy too! haha :D another time maybe. today i didn't get to see my ec. but i figure, i don't think he's like my ec anymore. i think i'm crushing on him?? haha. but i think i found a new ec anyway. its the guy from don't know what class that was having pe today, in front of the grandstand where i was sitting. he's kinda goodlooking :D haha. yeah anyway, had fun jacking/bastarding meena today about kenny!! nicole is damn awesome luh - power to nicole cause she's the best at jacking meena. haha :D poor meena. (nah, i don't feel sorry for her. haha) its for fun! its makes us happy and keeps us awake. btw, meena loves kenny. and meena had a nice long session of staring at kenny during break when we all left the table to go get food. and meena wasn't blocked by anyone. yeah and when meena said she wanted to go study - reca (i think that's how you spell it) sam's friend was like study kenny is it? haha. damn funny. :D meena you know we still love you right? ahha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, anyway ssica tagged me to do this. so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each player of this game starts off with ten weird things or habits or little known facts about yourself. People who get tagged must write in a blog of their own ten weird things or habits or little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. At the end you must choose six people to be tagged and list their names. No tag backs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. my ipod is my best friend cause its always by my side and never lets me down, cheers me up when i'm sad and never disappoints.&lt;br /&gt;2. jacking meena is now my no 2 favourite thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;3. i love my school food - esp yongtaufoo/jap/noodleking&lt;br /&gt;4. i have 2 eyecandys now cept i think one is more of my crush instead&lt;br /&gt;5. i've always been failing chem and swore i'd never do chem, but guess what. i am haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;6. i neglected friendster practically all through my sec 4 days, but surf friendster daily now.&lt;br /&gt;7. my wardrobe is practically all white. i need some color. SHOPPING!!&lt;br /&gt;8. my bgf's in yj and her ec's jy. cool eh? yjjy! haha&lt;br /&gt;9. no body really EVER reads my blog and its probably stagnant unless i have the sudden urge&lt;br /&gt;10. i've finally returned to listening to p&amp;amp;w thanks to joanne. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;lord, help me find my way back to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok the six people who need to do this now.&lt;br /&gt;1. nicole&lt;br /&gt;2. meena&lt;br /&gt;3. rowena&lt;br /&gt;4. natt&lt;br /&gt;5. lucia&lt;br /&gt;6. juls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, sorry to bugg you guys, but you don't have to do it luh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway gotta get back to studying history now. love and peace! i'm out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//sherwood - the best in me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-187168964267135910?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/187168964267135910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=187168964267135910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/187168964267135910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/187168964267135910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/08/hello-d-ive-got-photos-to-upload.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-6075854182129573660</id><published>2007-07-31T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T22:00:43.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Can you hear me now? Listen.&lt;br /&gt;Whispers in the rain, while you're&lt;br /&gt;awake. Don't push love away, you know you do.&lt;br /&gt;It's all we have.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello stagnant blog. well, its only stagnant, cause i'm too lazy to update. haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since the last time that i updated, that was the 21st of july. well it was ptm that day, mr t said that i shouldn't have taken science subjects. *rolls eyes* i remember when mrs ong said that to me in sec 3. that i shouldn't have taken amath, guess what i freaking aced it in the end. so who the fuck knows what they're talking about anyway. time will only tell. i was seriously damn pissed off about it, till my dad reminded me what happened two years ago. (love you dad for always encouraging me no matter how disappointing i may be)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on monday, i was feeling feverish and skipped school. headed to the doctor and well, according to her some flu pills will do - so i happily went to school the next day, took my 2.4 (again!) and this time - officially my worst 2.4 timing - felt dizzy and my head was spinning and wah-lah, then next three days including friday tho i was in school - sick with fever. i was freaking out!! i thought i had dengue - i even told daniel bout it (cause when he had throat ulcers he thought he had handfootmouthdisease) but thank the good Lord, yupp i'm a-ok. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday tution with ssica and shan! the tutor rocks my socks. i actually understand chem *jumps around all retardedly excited* sunday - THE SIMPSONS MOVIE - MOST WORTH IT 1HR15MINS AND $9.50 EVER - yeah as you can most probably tell; i love the simpsons, have always, still do, and will always. but sadly, my great excitment turned quick to panic when i found out that my history assignment was due the very next day. so i scrambled onto the com and typed out what was a complete fucked up essay. but it turned out that it was only due today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY WORD. i actually typed more than usual. *claps for myself*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abbreviations such as rofl and lmao and lol totally doesn't mean shit. i only found out what rofl meant yesterday and lmao today. ok call me slow, stupid (whatever) its reeediculous. seriously. who in the world would go (example)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;person 1: wow what you said is so funny ROFL&lt;br /&gt;person 2: yeah i'm lmao&lt;br /&gt;person 1: yeah me too. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok yeah, maybe its not that funny. but dude. c'mon you've gotta be kidding me when people go rofl/lmao/lol all the time. do the HAHAHA thing. its easier to understand. haha :D (see you get that right - haha means i'm laughing/cracking a [not funny] joke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so thinking bout _ is really pissing me off. cause i don't pay attention during chem lect since ______ (you figure it out) and during math i'm looking in that direction. haha. :D well. i guess i've got to get more self control. but you know what. ever since the youthrally i realize i see him so often, when before that i didn't even know he existed. i didn't even see sy (when he was still my ec which he isn't now btw) that often. he's like practically everywhere. haha :D not that i'm complaining bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss mel and lucia and sharon. i wanna hang out with my dears and talk to them and just have fun. but we all have different schedules and meeting up is so impossible. and even when i met them (except sharon) on friday for lijun's birthday i didn't even get to talk to them proper. ): i've got so much to tell them - school. life. ec. family. oh shucks. thinking bout them makes me miss them more )): mel, lu, sharon - if you're reading this - guys i miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyyway lets not talk about something that makes me sad - but something that makes me happy!! :D ARSENAL ARSENAL ARSENAL since the bpl (its not epl anymore - b stands for barclays if you don't know) is starting soon!! pre-season friendlies are going on all over. so the new arsenal squad looks good. the new signings seem worht it. and i honestly can't wait to get back to my latenightfootballweekends. van persie's looking good! hoping this season will be a good one - where he can score fantastic brilliant goals. BUT i don't want arsenal to be aiming for the perfect goal and not taking any other shots at the goal cause of it. :D haha. and keiran gibbs and sagna seem to be fitting well into the team. and the age of the team so doesnt matter. even if we're a young squad - we can do it! this season arsenal is gonna be chasing for that premier league title. i mean if man u can do it and chelskeez (cause they bought their wins) too, arsenal will. ATLEAST TOP TWO!! haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. enough of my long rant, i'm heading off. :D love and peace! i'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-6075854182129573660?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/6075854182129573660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=6075854182129573660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/6075854182129573660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/6075854182129573660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello-stagnant-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-8702042674019256605</id><published>2007-07-21T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T22:12:49.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;remember me, i used to be the best time buddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;that you couldn't wait to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;but getting old, it takes its toll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;and hearts getting broken lead to people growing cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after months of not watching grey's i decided to, and opened my season one dvd cover to find, i have one cd MISSING. fuck fuck fuck. i can't remember when was the last time i used it, or who i lent it to. if it was my fault, then i'm such an idiot for misplacing it. and if its someone whom i lent it to and lost it, and didn't fucking tell me. fuck off. screw you. hope you feel guilty for a fucking long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my phone is still as screwed as ever. got a new charger and yet, its still not working. so obviously, it's not the charger. its gotta be the phone. i went round and round and ended up in the same place. my phone = fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bright side, i've got the new harry potter. gawd its long. hopefully i'd be able to read it and not give up halfway. i've been doing that alot lately. giving up. i guess that could be my middle name. nicolette ann "giving up" michael. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i think i've done something really bad. and i don't know how to get out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkay, peace and love. i'm out. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//anberlin - a day late (acoustic)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-8702042674019256605?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/8702042674019256605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=8702042674019256605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/8702042674019256605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/8702042674019256605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/07/remember-me-i-used-to-be-best-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-1632117231841627858</id><published>2007-07-20T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T21:02:33.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don’t want to spend my life on trial&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For something that I did not do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And maybe if you stopped and looked around some time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wouldn’t pass right by you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tgif. really. i honestly couldn't wait to get this week over with. and now, i can look forward till next week :D for several reasons. hah. i've got homework this weekend, math, chem, history tho that can wait. so tomorrow is ptm. hope it doesn't go too badly. so i can go out after that. it's pam final weekend here. it sucks that she's leaving. ): gonna miss that girl. oh and i learnt something today that makes me very happy. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ak is in all of my lectures! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;joleen&lt;/strong&gt;: I DO NOT STALK YOU!! hahah it must be coincidence? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. that's it for now. love and peace. i'm out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//maroon 5 - better that we break&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-1632117231841627858?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/1632117231841627858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=1632117231841627858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/1632117231841627858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/1632117231841627858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-dont-want-to-spend-my-life-on-trial.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-1292016342584627505</id><published>2007-07-19T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T18:02:02.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i keep a sinister smile and a hole in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;you want to get inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;then you can get in line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;but not this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;racial harmony day today! all the girls in my class that dressed up look extra pretty pretty! :D yupp. nothing much to update tho. BUT. i keep on thinking about saturday's ptm, and its not like i'm a bad student, but i didn't do exactly what one would call well, and i'm afraid mr t would say something mean or complain about me *cries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH &lt;u&gt;TAG REPLIES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yinting: nicki &lt;3 yinting!&lt;br /&gt;joleen: yes! very! i wonder, are you stalking me?&lt;br /&gt;mel: bgf, i miss you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i kinda find ak pretty goodlooking hott even. hah. but really. i mean just look at him, you cannot deny that he is nice to look at.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//maroon 5 - won't go home without you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-1292016342584627505?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/1292016342584627505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=1292016342584627505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/1292016342584627505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/1292016342584627505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-keep-sinister-smile-and-hole-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-6639427630347748852</id><published>2007-07-18T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T20:12:40.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i've tried and tried and tried and tried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;but i know no concept of consequence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;and i’m a master of self defense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;days get longer, life gets shorter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello my wonderful and practically stagnant blog. my life has been absolutely peachy as of late. but i'm really busy!! like today, i had lessons during my breaks and after school and cca and stuff. plus the amount of homework - especially chem!! its getting really stressful and all. *cries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i keep on wondering, what would it be like if i had taken arts subjects instead - like natt's combi or anne's? but i take comfort in knowing that if i hadn't taken this combi, i wouldn't have gotten to know, nicole or joanne, or shan, ssica yinting or grace or sam and well, t34. *draws happy smileys all over the place*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to cut my hair. retarded flat hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//joe purdy - california girl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-6639427630347748852?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/6639427630347748852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=6639427630347748852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/6639427630347748852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/6639427630347748852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/07/ive-tried-and-tried-and-tried-and-tried.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-8527178821133275832</id><published>2007-07-08T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T15:48:13.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;back in Hollywood today technicolor turned to gray&lt;br /&gt;altered senses were the primary impulse&lt;br /&gt;drinking whiskey everyday smoking second thoughts away&lt;br /&gt;a skipping record was a secondary pulse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, school's been alright lately. work load has been piling, but that's jc life ain't it? same goes with my midyear results, btw. i'm failing everything. i think. i can only say that i've failed math, but i'm not sure of passing everything else. and according to my friends, they say failing is part and parcel of jc life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know. i guess, i expected it? but not math. really. though i knew i wouldn't ace it, i kinda hoped to subpass it? but i failed. it hurts when i think about it. its like i might as well stick a "stoopid" label to my forehead. yeah. i really do feel really dumb, cause practically everyone in my class passed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm afraid. that i'd have to been retained or worse - kicked out. cause it would mean that i'm truly a failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, it was the youth rally at the sgp expo yesterday. it was fun. really. got cip hours for doing nothing much but ushering people, at least i got to spend time with nat, something that i haven't done in years. plus, i learnt a new hand clapping game thing and the zero five ten game thing. and i got to see my church friends and some of my sjc schoolmates. and cjc people too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, i've got to complete all my homework, including a gp essay and eom for pw. once again i must say, i hate pw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till soon. love and peace, i'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-8527178821133275832?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/8527178821133275832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=8527178821133275832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/8527178821133275832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/8527178821133275832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/07/back-in-hollywood-today-technicolor.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-4330157897364623442</id><published>2007-07-03T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T15:52:11.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*EDITED*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;we watch the season pull up it own stage&lt;br /&gt;and catch the last weeked of the last week&lt;br /&gt;before the gold and the glimmer have been replaced&lt;br /&gt;another sun soaked season fades away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem spa today. which was absolutely reeee-diculous. since i forgot my calcutor. i have 3 calculators and i couldn't even bring one today luh.  yeah, so all my calculations are prolly wrong. yeah. its only chem spa. big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after, headed to bugis with nicole and meena. yoshi-ed. while we were queuing, some women turned to us and went "could you lower you volume, you're too loud." she's like such an ass luh. ad nicole was saying like that her mother prolly cried when she gave birth to her and like she speaks chinese and that she's prolly illiterate with english and prolly is dyslexic. and then!! nicole was like dictionary.com. HAH! ohmygoodness. nicole's the funniest ever luh. she totally rocks. yeah after, headed to shop around. more like window shopped. headed home with meena and talked with her. i realise i'm talking loads to meena these days, cause we happpen to take the train together. haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, and guess what. school starts tomorrow. *inserts crying emoticon here* dammit. i don't want to go to school. so i was like "dad i have a fever. can i not go to school?" haha. i used to have this, back to school illness, that happens the last week of hols. but apparently, its not happening this time round. . yeah, so anyway, there's eom to do. and i don't know how to do. shit shit. i hate pw. damn sa for coming up with it. haha. yeah, so i don't have a clue, whether its an odd or even week this week. stoopid. yikes. i think my brain's still mush. eeeeek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh. go nicole's blog - underajethinking@blogpsot - and check out the new hott and improved hilary duff. she's so damn hott now luh. from flabby to like hot and skinny. i wish i could do that too luh. her new look is totally working for her. she looks so much better than her yesteryear. i guess she's all "i'm no teen queen anymore".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, btw. transformers - most awesome movie ever!! BEST MOVIE OF THE YEAR!! &lt;strong&gt;transformers - robots in disguise&lt;/strong&gt;!! tra-laa-laa!! :D haha. i lvoe bumblebee luh. and the autobots rock. anyone who doesn't watch it, is on my loser list. hahah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and peace. i'm out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//+44 - make you smile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-4330157897364623442?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/4330157897364623442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=4330157897364623442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/4330157897364623442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/4330157897364623442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/07/we-watch-season-pull-up-it-own-stage.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-1576343396122005722</id><published>2007-07-01T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T16:46:05.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when my mind’s void, you’re my joy&lt;br /&gt;you’re the dream when I sleep&lt;br /&gt;and hey I’m for you. yeah I adore you.&lt;br /&gt;you’re everything&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helloooo :D so on friday, out with mel and sarah. headed to marina square and walked around? we attempted to shop, but it was futile. went to mango, zara, topshop, miss selfridge, espirit, dorothy perkins. and there was nothing. nothing i tell you. so we decided to bowl. it was fun!! getting longkangs and all. haven't bowled in a while so i was a bit rusty. haha :D after a while, lijun came and sarah left, and then the shopping happened. stuff that i saw earlier, but never thought of buying, in and out of the dressing rooms and wah-lah, ta-daa! ka-ching goes the cash register. haha. so all in all, i got 3 tops from mango and a knit sweater from zara. never got that miss selfridge top though. i'll leave that for another time :D oh oh. and i saw nicole!! haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday, met up with athena, joanne and sam. to do econs project. at bishan library. got loads of the economist mag, but instead of reading it, we flipped and flipped and flipped. haha. we got the planning done. sort of. after that we lunched and talked and walked around j8. talked about everything and anything. haha :D it was fun. later, headed home and xboxed. haven't done that in a while and i'm so so rusty. really. it took me a few games, before i was back to normal. hah :D yeah. and then, dinner with parents. at the coffeeshop. eeeek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday, churched in the morning and home, and teeveed the whole day away. so far. a boring sunday. what's new anyway? haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh watch the new jt video - lovestoned/ i think she knows. its pretty cool. though the song ain't all that. haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and peace. i'm out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//the ataris -boys of summer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-1576343396122005722?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/1576343396122005722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=1576343396122005722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/1576343396122005722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/1576343396122005722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/07/when-my-minds-void-youre-my-joy-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-468952007126082685</id><published>2007-06-28T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T20:21:38.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;a thousand miles seems pretty far&lt;br /&gt;but they've got planes and trains and cars&lt;br /&gt;i'd walk to you if i had no other way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got &lt;strong&gt;seven &lt;/strong&gt;things to blog about today. surprisingly. i usually have next to nothing to blog about. haha :D accomplishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one&lt;/strong&gt;. its official. my midyears are over. finally. i can breathe again. so the papers were bad, and i couldn't freaking do them and well, i've accepted my fate. if i fail. i fail. so be it. just have to work extra hard for my promos then. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;two&lt;/strong&gt;. i've got a new phone. yay! :D the nokia n76. no more laggish phone for me. and its red. my fave color. no wait. green's my fave color. no. no. red. wait. ohkay. red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;three&lt;/strong&gt;. next saturday pam's coming home. yay! :D i miss pam and the sushi days. but i won't be picking her up at the airport. :(&lt;br /&gt;which brings me to &lt;strong&gt;four&lt;/strong&gt;. i've got some youth rally thing on saturday instead. heyy, see i'm finding God. and who said i needed church for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;five&lt;/strong&gt;. i need to update my friendster and start commenting people again. soon. cause my friendsters' going into hibernation once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;six&lt;/strong&gt;. sy is not my eyecandy anymore. yes. you read right. sy is NOT my eyecandy anymore.&lt;br /&gt;and finally. &lt;strong&gt;seven&lt;/strong&gt;. i have an practically empty tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;ttfn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-468952007126082685?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/468952007126082685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=468952007126082685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/468952007126082685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/468952007126082685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/06/ive-got-seven-things-to-blog-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-2649743617166441978</id><published>2007-06-24T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T11:18:11.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i came across this on my friend's blog. its really hilarious :D if you don't get it, read it over and over again. My faves are: 4, 14 and 15 :D Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Thats not right…….. Sum Ting Wong&lt;br /&gt;2 Are you harboring a fugitive………………. Hu Yu Hai Ding&lt;br /&gt;3 See me ASAP………….. Kum Hia Nao&lt;br /&gt;4 Stupid Man………………………….. Dum Fuk&lt;br /&gt;5 Small horse……………… Tai Ni Po Ni&lt;br /&gt;6 Did you go to the beach?……………….. Wai Yu So Tan&lt;br /&gt;7 I bumped in to a coffee table…………….. Ai Bang Mai Fa Kin Ni&lt;br /&gt;8 I think you need a face lift…………………. Chin Tu Fat&lt;br /&gt;9 It’s very dark in here……………………… Wao So Dim&lt;br /&gt;10 I thought you were on a diet…………… Wai Yu Mun Ching&lt;br /&gt;11 This is a tow away zone………………….. No Pah King&lt;br /&gt;12 staying out of sight………………………… Lei Ying Lo&lt;br /&gt;13 He’s cleaning his automobile……………. Wa Shing Ka&lt;br /&gt;14 Your body odor is offensive……………… Yu Stin Ki Pu&lt;br /&gt;15 Great………………… Fa Kin Su Pah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-2649743617166441978?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/2649743617166441978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=2649743617166441978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/2649743617166441978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/2649743617166441978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-i-came-across-this-on-my-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-2934236453732899661</id><published>2007-06-24T09:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T10:17:27.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye henry, it was nice knowing you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/capt_sge_qeo68_230607144038_photo00.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its official. henry has left arsenal. the skipper has turned his back on the club that made him great. and as i sit here, in my henry jersey, mourning the loss of one of arsenal's greastest and most fearsome strikers, i can't help but wonder, who's gonna save us now? i have so much of doubt for the team just a season ago, i had so much of hope for. but faith has kept arsenal and its fans going on. and just like the liverpudlians put it. arsenal, you'll never walk alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/r525651336.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/henry412.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/5950.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you know what, henry deserves to play alongside the likes of ronaldhino, messi and e'to. he's a great player. and he'd complete what will be know as the most fearsome and powerful attacking quartet that anyone in the footballing world has ever seen. so, henry, let your magic sparkle once again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/_39845341_henry_cel_get300x200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/story_Etoo_afp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/messi_barsa050902.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-2934236453732899661?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/2934236453732899661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=2934236453732899661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/2934236453732899661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/2934236453732899661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/06/goodbye-henry-it-was-nice-knowing-you.html' title='goodbye henry, it was nice knowing you.'/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-2704095371757324575</id><published>2007-06-23T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T13:08:11.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For A Pessimist, I'm Pretty Optimistic</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;can we understand life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;and live it at the same time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, the june holidays comes to an end. the final weekend of what was seen as the long awaited break. but in all honesty, its really wasn't. it was no vacation. no real enjoyment. it never seemed like the holidays i used to have. i guess, as we get older, our holidays become a mere distant memory. this holiday, i spent my time studying. i never really lived my first two weeks of holidays. and i spent my last two cramming everything. well. life - it isn't fun anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, midyears for me are officially three days away. three more days of cramming stuff. for three days of pure torture. and after. freedom - or atleast. something like that. so for my last weekend, though it pains me to say, i'll be studying it away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to all studying for their midyears, its the final stretch you guys. so put aside those "i can't do this" and "i hate (insert subject here)" thoughts and just slug it out. good luck. pray for divine intervention and may God save us all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-2704095371757324575?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/2704095371757324575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=2704095371757324575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/2704095371757324575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/2704095371757324575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/06/for-pessimist-im-pretty-optimistic.html' title='For A Pessimist, I&apos;m Pretty Optimistic'/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-2945963640558418042</id><published>2007-06-19T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T12:50:15.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;they say all teenagers scare the living shit outta me&lt;br /&gt;they could care less as long as someone'll bleed&lt;br /&gt;so darken your clothes or strike a violent pose&lt;br /&gt;maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studying non-stop for the past week or so, has been killer. i can officially say i've no social life. what do i do when i meet up with my friends? study. wanna go out? sure. do what? study. i have no life. the whole mid years after the hols thing. stoopid. who in their right mind will use vacation to study? me. i majored in vacation and was top in the class. seriously. i love the hols. i spend all day doing absolutely nothing and everything. i go out, have fun, and love every moment of it. nope not this time though. the whole vacation's been "oh no, my midyears are coming. my midyears are coming." wtf. screw exams and the person who came up with it. hope a shark bites you in the butt. pffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//the pink spiders - hollywood fix&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-2945963640558418042?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/2945963640558418042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=2945963640558418042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/2945963640558418042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/2945963640558418042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/06/studying-non-stop-for-past-week-or-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-6138862370939568791</id><published>2007-06-17T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T12:50:39.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i guess you were better off without me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and while he wishes he could escape this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but it all seems so contagious&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;not to be yourself and faceless&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and a song that has no soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i've been studying and focusing and working hard. i'm worried that i won't be able to finish everything in time. i haven't started econs yet!! and that's my first paper!! yikes. demand and supply and price floors and ceilings. i realise i can understand chem and since i can. i love chem :D haha. yesterday 4faith reunion bbq :D it was great to see everyone! today headed to hougang mall cartel to study. and boy, i learnt quite a bit of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkay, i watched almost all this summer blockbusters. potc 3, ocean's 13, fantastic four rise of the silver surfer. but! i haven't watch shrek! :( this stinks. but its alright. soon soon. the movies, well, didn't exactly live up to expectations. potc 3 was all bout elizabeth swann and will turner- what bout jack sparrow? i mean, captain. captain jack sparrow! :D and ocean's 13, well the new lady, don't like her that much. i rather see julia roberts' character tess in the movie, then the other women, she looks funny. f4 (eeeek. like that asian boyband): rise of the silver surfer - it was nice, but overall it wasn't up to my expectations. sigh. i hope shrek won't disappoint. oh and i sooo wanna watch knocked up and hairspray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkay, i'm off. its time to learn about bond polarity and polarising power and electron clouds. exciting. much? hah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//boys like girls - holiday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-6138862370939568791?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/6138862370939568791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=6138862370939568791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/6138862370939568791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/6138862370939568791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-guess-you-were-better-off-without-me.html' title='i guess you were better off without me'/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-4356263780437824517</id><published>2007-06-14T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T00:24:48.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;a song for a heart so big,&lt;br /&gt;god wouldn't let it live.&lt;br /&gt;may angels lead you in.&lt;br /&gt;hear you me my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so accomplished today. i listened to what ssica said yesterday when i was panicking that i hadn't studied anything in like the past two weeks and guess what, lil ol' me managed to get some actual work done. i did math the whole day. :D i've finally decided that i'm gonna be brave and bold and finally start with chem. :D *pats myself on the back* i'm pretty psyched for it. i love chem *repeats over and over*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkay, lets talk about nothing for a while now. since i'm waiting for the clock to strike midnight. lets see. i've got 37 minutes of battery life left on my laptop. and i need more music. which is getting on my nerves. cause i always say that and then i get all excited bout downloading stuff and when i get to the downloader thing, i always forget what songs i wanted and try to think of nice ones to get, i can't! its prolly cause the music today sucks balls. really. have you heard that absolute crap on 987 fm. the mark richmond brothers' songs (sorry sorry forgot their name) that annoying song - something something smack smack? i think that's how it goes. i cannot fucking believe any radio station would wanna play that crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooh excellent. randomness help make time pass quicker. alright lovelies. i'm off. math really drained me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//cute is what we aim for - there is a class for this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-4356263780437824517?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/4356263780437824517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=4356263780437824517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/4356263780437824517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/4356263780437824517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-feel-so-accomplished-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-1143555121707640278</id><published>2007-06-13T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T12:50:54.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;and i don't wanna speak these words&lt;br /&gt;cause i don't wanna make things any worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grounded pretty much. cause of thursday, saturday and sunday. don't wanna talk about. i can't believe it anyway. well i'm grounded till tomorrow. haha :D and well my grounding was made much easier, with dad at home and all. mom = enemy. she's not even talking to me. what the fuck. its like the freaking cold shoulder war in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've finally realised it. it hit me like a bullet train going 100 miles an hour. its less than two weeks to my midyears. and boy, i haven't studied AT ALL. fuck fuck fuck. so according to ssica - chiong and study one subject a day. and well. i'm so gonna do it. TOMORROW - MATH MATH MATH. "i &lt;em&gt;heart&lt;/em&gt; numbers and stuff." *repeats over and over*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkay sweet love. that's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//boys like girls - up against the wall&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-1143555121707640278?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/1143555121707640278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=1143555121707640278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/1143555121707640278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/1143555121707640278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/06/and-i-dont-wanna-speak-these-words.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-192397642945718811</id><published>2007-06-11T08:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T17:26:38.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lets see, wednesday - flag day. it was actually kinda fun. natalie, pearl, luke and myself headed to town after collecting our tins, for breakfast, then we slacked awhile then started the collection. i must admit. singaporeans who actually donated - are generous - never  expected it. oh and if anyone has to do flag day, remember its the foriegners who are most willing to part with their money :D hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday met sarah at town. we shopped and ate. it was great catching up with her. well, we were supposed to meet for dinner with juls and ep but ep couldn't make it. so scrap dinner and wah-lah, sarah and i went out. after that, in the evening, met juls and pj for dinner at grapevine - that place is becoming our lil group hangout. after that headed to surin park and pj's void deck to talk - a whole lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, class bbq. i have to say, the turnout was pretty good. bbqed and ate and laughed and drank and had fun. it was great to see everyone. really nice. oh oh we played all those retarded games all just to entertain peiqing since he was bored. haha. cannot believe that he didn't know how to play some of the games. we made it so obvious for him to guess - but no. he couldn't. he should just stick to math. :D haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and my mom's being a bitch. as usual. figured she'd realise i'm older and i deserve more freedom. but nooooo. mom = bitch again. somethimes i wish i could just tell her to f*** off. but i can't. sykes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkay, so that's what's been happening in the boring ol' life of me. haha :D later heading out to dyan's party. :D yeah, and i shall let you know what happens then on another day :D haha till later, ciao baby :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//the fray - look after you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-192397642945718811?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/192397642945718811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=192397642945718811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/192397642945718811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/192397642945718811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/06/lets-see-wednesday-flag-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-4514618210080392020</id><published>2007-06-06T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T22:03:26.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb215/niccablecarromance/wallpaper_5_800.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i don't wanna lose my head today &lt;br /&gt;but i know there's something in the way &lt;br /&gt;maybe i made a big mistake last night &lt;br /&gt;when i left you alone with chelsea&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;check em out &lt;a href="http://stefytheband.com/"&gt;Stefy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today was pretty much boring. went to hang with hannah and shannon. headed out with mom after that. see. boring. tried studying. but its futile. nothing's going in. bleah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plans for the week.&lt;br /&gt;0606 - flag day (rawr. hate hate hate to the maxx)&lt;br /&gt;0706 - outing with sarah, juls, ep (love!!)&lt;br /&gt;0806 - doc's appointment (:/ scared as hell)&lt;br /&gt;0906 - t34 bbq (woo. hoo. hoo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;B&gt;should&lt;/b&gt; fit studying in somewhere. haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. stuff at home have been getting me down lately. God if you're listening, please please please, do something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//stefy - chelsea&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-4514618210080392020?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/4514618210080392020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=4514618210080392020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/4514618210080392020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/4514618210080392020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/06/check-em-out-stefy.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-6498071838190119389</id><published>2007-06-05T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T23:56:42.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rocker babyy</title><content type='html'>YOWZA WORLD :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today. studying with ro and aaron at macs. productive? well you say. 4 math questions in 2 hours. yeah, i didn't think so either. atleast, i learnt some stuff i didn't know - cause brilliant ro taught me! and aaron chan finally bought me my happy meal and i got the gingy (from shrek) toy. but we gave it to the super cute baby :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after studying and walking the whole of hougang mall, headed to rowena house to play mahjong. we had to call up practically everyone we knew just to find someone to be the fourth player and FINALLY, ro called her cousin. and christi came too! i learnt how to play mahjong, but the stuff they say a lil confusing but overall i get it! must play mahjong this saturday during class bbq!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkay ohkay. so i watched potc yesterday right. omg. keira knightley hott as ever. but super skinny! gawd i think her size's like one tenth of mine! johnny depp and orlando bloom. sizzles the freaking screen luh. potc = hotnesss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so three weeks left! three weeks left! till the end of holidays and the start of exams. (YEAH smack that idiot who said it) love :D OUTTIE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-6498071838190119389?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/6498071838190119389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=6498071838190119389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/6498071838190119389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/6498071838190119389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/06/rocker-babyy.html' title='rocker babyy'/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-2491479110479180079</id><published>2007-06-05T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T00:04:37.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.nackvision.com/goodies/animated/show.swf?&amp;baseURL=http://www.nackvision.com/goodies/animated/&amp;clickURL=http://www.nackvision.com/goodies/animated/&amp;clickLABEL=Create Yours @ NackVision&amp;type=0&amp;user=bcbd0caa3c19dda77c351656618305ae" quality="high" bgcolor="#ffffff" width="405" height="323" name="show" align="middle" wmode="transparent" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.nackvision.com/goodies/animated/&gt;Create Yours @ NackVision&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-2491479110479180079?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/2491479110479180079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=2491479110479180079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/2491479110479180079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/2491479110479180079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/06/create-yours-nackvision_04.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-1042028858782679932</id><published>2007-06-04T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T22:44:24.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>potc is awesome. johnny depp &amp; orlando bloom. yummy :D people were saying that the movie was confusing and all. but i found it pretty good. i was like whoa at the battle scenes and all :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching ugly betty now. bleah. totally cannot stand betty's sister hilda. if i was betty, hilda better start running. haha :D and alex(is) meade is such a hott but creepy character. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mel's off for the week. enjoying herself - diving in manado. HAVE FUN MEL!! while i'm stuck here in stoopid lil singapore with nothing much to do. monday - studying with ro. tuesday free. wednesday - outing with mutti. thursday - dinner with sarah, juls and ep! friday - free. see. what a freakingly boring week. if only, i had something better to do. *hint, hint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so so, betty's back now, shall update another time :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-1042028858782679932?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/1042028858782679932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=1042028858782679932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/1042028858782679932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/1042028858782679932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/06/potc-is-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-2497625260661618526</id><published>2007-06-03T07:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T16:49:39.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>starswarsandfootball.sounds good to me</title><content type='html'>star wars marathon today!! ((: excellent! all six back to back. episode I now, when anakin was a small boy. so cute! the battle scenes - awesome! i love star wars! i think the dark lord vol is pretty cool skills wise, cept he looks pretty much how i think the devil would look like. creepy. jajabing is retarded, but he's where all the fun's from. i love love love star wars :D awesome start to my saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, feeling much better today, cept last night, i was coughing really badly. i couldn't really sleep much, kept on waking up and all. which was a pretty good thing, cause i was able to watch the international friendly between brazil and england. which sadly ended in a draw. i was hoping brazil would trash england. gilberto's goal should have been allowed. he was onside!! the referee is biased! everytime, the english bastards foul the brazilians, the referee ignores! omg, i was so pissed off, when terry fouled kaka and the referee didn't give a free kick! omg. i hate england (the football team only - i like big ben and the queen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, as i'm talking about soccer, henry might leave arsenal. :'( no no no! this cannot happen. arsenal will suck without him. he's like what makes up the team!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-2497625260661618526?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/2497625260661618526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=2497625260661618526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/2497625260661618526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/2497625260661618526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/06/star-wars-marathon-today-excellent-all.html' title='starswarsandfootball.sounds good to me'/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-1198426197425885782</id><published>2007-06-02T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T21:26:05.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today. bad day. sneeze. cough. bleah. ergh. missed beyond interact thing. school play. all cause i'm sick. fight with mom. crappy. shitty. fucked up day. wish time would just go by faster so the day could just end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-1198426197425885782?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/1198426197425885782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=1198426197425885782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/1198426197425885782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/1198426197425885782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/06/today.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-1712161350942791529</id><published>2007-06-01T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T22:43:04.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweetlove</title><content type='html'>studied with mel and lijun in gardens coffee bean. managed to finish abit of econs. we camwhored too! then off to chomp chomp. omg. the most embarrassing one and a half hours of my life. mel, lijun and myself had to reserve around 15 seats so that's bout 4 whole tables. and boy, i wanted to just die, cause i felt so bad everytime people came over to look for seats. then finally after 1 and a half hours, they actually came. oh there's one guy - braces guy hongyi, he's kinda cute. real cute. haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//plain white t's - a lonely september&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-1712161350942791529?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/1712161350942791529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=1712161350942791529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/1712161350942791529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/1712161350942791529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/05/sweetlove.html' title='sweetlove'/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-366296052127562699</id><published>2007-05-31T05:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T14:40:13.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>talking too much</title><content type='html'>ohkay, well the holidays started on friday, and since then, i haven't got much studying done. i realised i've wasted 5 days just doing absolutely nothing. yikes!! ohkay, so i've decided that i'm gonna accomplish some things today. i'm gonna study econs - firms and how they operate, and pratice math - functions (sounds easy don't it. but functions IS hard!) but now, i'm gonna watch batman begins, las vegas and that 7os show and once i've done thosem- around 4.30pm - i promise(and yes i truly do, i'm not crossing my fingers or anything) i will complete math and econs before 23:59!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkay, since i'm online now, i might as well tell you bout my day so far. which has been boring. and i'v e not done anything worth telling you about. anyway, i was supposed to go out. but poor mel, she's sick with fever and sore throat . i hope she gets better. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh. miss universe yesterday wasn't all that. i don't think miss japan was very pretty anyway. i think miss korea was ten times better. her features were so much nicer anyway. ooh and ms usa is soooo pretty. it was so wasted she fell on stage. but hey, coming in the top 5 is good enough. but then again she could have been in the top 5 cause she's ms usa. politics. yatzee. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow outing with mom, haven't been out with my mom in like forever! then friday, interact cip at west coast with beyond, followed by another stoopid interact meeting with the j2s. efff. i hate meetings. i don't mind them during normal school days. but during my hols. eeeeek! then its mid summer nights dream in school. awesome! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkay, i'm gonna watch las vegas now. love that show. outtie :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-366296052127562699?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/366296052127562699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=366296052127562699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/366296052127562699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/366296052127562699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/05/ohkay-well-holidays-started-on-friday.html' title='talking too much'/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790956759135974932.post-7445001717419378957</id><published>2007-05-31T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T12:38:10.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome back to the world of blogging!</title><content type='html'>Yowza Blogger :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to switch back, hah! I know, I know, so typical of me. Always switching from here to there and what not. BUT I like it here, being able to do up skins and all. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to all you lovelies, please do, relink. LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//Music: The Starting Line - Falling For You&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790956759135974932-7445001717419378957?l=cablecarromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/feeds/7445001717419378957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790956759135974932&amp;postID=7445001717419378957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/7445001717419378957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790956759135974932/posts/default/7445001717419378957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cablecarromance.blogspot.com/2007/05/welcome-back-to-world-of-blogging.html' title='welcome back to the world of blogging!'/><author><name>Nic;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265473867106704950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
