<?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-7421706867817872563</id><updated>2012-01-21T01:37:40.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead. 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ATTENTION!&lt;br /&gt;CANDYCOATEDPSYCHOPATH@BLOGSPOT.COM IS NO MORE!&lt;br /&gt;I'VE MOVED TO &lt;a href="http://death-bypenguin.livejournal.com/"&gt;DEATH_BYPENGUIN@LJ&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;SO RELINK PEOPLE! AND GET LJ ACCOUNTS TO VIEW MY LOCKED POSTS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-20579265406795787?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/20579265406795787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=20579265406795787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/20579265406795787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/20579265406795787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/05/attention-attention-candycoatedpsychopa.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-196628193007215532</id><published>2008-05-09T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T23:47:10.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know what I really hate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers who assume that just because students do other things in class, they are not serious about their education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm not allowed to state names or else I'll get sued but yeah, reading someone's blog just really ticked me off to no end.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really unfair. I mean, just because you see students doing other stuff you assume the worst? Whatever happened to "a shadow of a doubt" or "reasonable doubt?" Have you ever thought that maybe the student has tuition at home or has studied the topic you are teaching on her own and therefore doesn't see the need to re-revise the topic again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what is this about you being so paranoid about students loitering at shopping malls that you actually have shifts allocated to scout the area for students? For goodness sake, it's exam period and contrary to popular staffroom belief, we actually DO go home to study or at the very most we go to a friend's place for a group study session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, WE'RE NOT ENTIRELY STUPID TO MESS UP OUR EDUCATION IN A PAPER DRIVEN SOCIETY (!!!) -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So honestly, if you really want students to stop complaining/griping/whining about you on their own blogs and to accord you some more respect than we already do (you'd be suprised at how much our respect for you is dwindling), then I suggest you at least use your logic and exercise the whole concept of "reasonable doubt" and stop looking down on us just because you're teachers and we're -merely- students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I use the pronoun "you" as a generalisation here, therefore no one can accuse me of targetting specific individuals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-196628193007215532?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/196628193007215532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=196628193007215532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/196628193007215532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/196628193007215532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-know-what-i-really-hate-teachers.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-8095302111533449195</id><published>2008-04-30T16:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T17:12:20.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes people, I'm (just barely) still alive! Shocking but true O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{&amp;amp; OhMyGosh Alex you're like, super tragic lahhh! Kenna ______ by _____ _____! Fill in the blanks on your own XD}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyyy,  E.L Midyear Paper 1 was craptastically easy (The topic I chose was simply called "The Key" so I trained my K.I skills [albeit too early] and crapped about how the function of the key was the thing that gave the key all the symbolism and led to all the metaphors involving keys today. Lol :P) while Paper 2 put me to sleep. Literally. Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More shocking news! I ACTUALLY UNDERSTOOD MY C.L.B PAPER! O: So I just wrote the letter (I'm allowed to choose between a letter and a picture compo :D) in... 20 mins? And I slacked for the rest of the 40 mins (I only have 1 hr for each paper). Paper 2 was all MCQ and fwas quite easy, so apparently all the C.L.B girls finished the paper in 15 mins XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayy, that's all the updates so far so buhbye (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm just really exhausted nowadays lah. It's like, the more I'm forced to study the less incentive I feel? It's a vicious cycle and I' fighting to break out of it but then again, easier said than done lah /: Pfffffffffffffft ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-8095302111533449195?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/8095302111533449195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=8095302111533449195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/8095302111533449195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/8095302111533449195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/04/yes-people-im-just-barely-still-alive.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-8413816484922197117</id><published>2008-04-26T20:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T20:16:40.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://carol-yn.livejournal.com/ for my attempts at literary arts. Comment if you wish to (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-8413816484922197117?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/8413816484922197117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=8413816484922197117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/8413816484922197117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/8413816484922197117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/04/httpcarol-yn.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-951643259766266028</id><published>2008-04-12T19:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T20:02:15.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, I'm not supposed to be online AT ALL until my mock papers are over but I snuck on while the rest of my family's at Contender Asia finals X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'M OFFICIALLY NO LONGER NEEDED AT CHOIR! YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW FLIPPING HAPPY I AM LAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE MINDLESS SINGING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE HAVING TO DEAL WITH THOSE CRAPTASTIC PEOPLE WHO CALL THEMSELVES THE MAIN LEADERS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE RETURNING HOME AT 6+ 7 P.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE HAVING TO DEAL WITH ASDFGHJKL PEOPLE WHO SUCK UP TO THE TEACHERS OR THE COMMItTEE MEMBERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm done so buhbye people :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-951643259766266028?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/951643259766266028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=951643259766266028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/951643259766266028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/951643259766266028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/04/ok-im-not-supposed-to-be-online-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-5150866684804018681</id><published>2008-03-31T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T22:29:55.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. Where were you at 3:02 AM this morning?-&lt;br /&gt;In happy concussion land A.K.A asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How did you get the idea for your Friendster name?-&lt;br /&gt;It's my real name, I just played around with the letters to get that string of 'N's at the end. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What are you listening to right now?-&lt;br /&gt;The song "Low" which has been stuck in my head since House prac on Thurs XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What color is your cell phone?-&lt;br /&gt;Black with red bars at the sides. Oh-so emo and sexayye. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you click on pop-ups?-&lt;br /&gt;Nope. I get super pissed off with those things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you own an iPod?-&lt;br /&gt;Don't need one, my sexayye Nokia 5310 does the trick :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What was the first thing you thought this morning?-&lt;br /&gt;"OMG 2.4 NOOOO -wait a minute, that's on Tues. ARGHHHHH-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Is the person you like older or younger than you?-&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how old my A Maths textbook is but I think it should be younger cos it's the new syllabus. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What did you do last night?-&lt;br /&gt;Sleeeeeeep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What are the last two digits of your cell phone number?-&lt;br /&gt;89.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What was the last thing that you had to eat?-&lt;br /&gt;Turnip soup, rice and fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who is the last person of the opposite sex that you hugged?-&lt;br /&gt;Ehhhh... I don't hug guys unless we're really that close and so far no guy has initiated that closeness yet so yeah, none (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you dislike at the moment?-&lt;br /&gt;NAFA TEST TRAINING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What food are you craving?-&lt;br /&gt;CHOCOLATE. Preferably Ritter Sport with the cornflakes♥ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What did you dream last night?-&lt;br /&gt;I don't dream anymore. Or maybe I just can't remember them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What's the last TV show you watched?-&lt;br /&gt;Appleseed. Still watching (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What is your favorite piece of jewelry?-&lt;br /&gt;The cross on the chain that I wear 24/7 (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Name 1 person on your Top Friends who is most like you?-&lt;br /&gt;Errr... actually... all of my friends are different from me. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you always lock your door?-&lt;br /&gt;No cos I share the room with my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Of the people you've kissed, how many do you regret kissing?-&lt;br /&gt;Ok can we not go there? It's kind of a sensitive and painful issue and I really don't wanna think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Who is the last person you hugged?-&lt;br /&gt;Dorothy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. How many piercings/tattoos do you have?-&lt;br /&gt;Nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Where's your favorite place to be?-&lt;br /&gt;CHURCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Who's someone you haven't seen in a while and miss?-&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive issue. Don't even go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. When was the last text you sent?-&lt;br /&gt;12+ I think. To my sis cos a relief teacher somehow looked at me and started thinking about my sister. Scary but true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Who is the last person you talked to on the phone?-&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Have you ever done anything to start trouble?-&lt;br /&gt;Nopeee. Imma good kid. Most of the time /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Where do you wish you were right now?-&lt;br /&gt;At the beach for some strange reason which I cannot fathom at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Where do you live?-&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the district of old perverts A.K.A Chinatown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. How are you?-&lt;br /&gt;Stressed. Upset. Blur. Slow. Peeved. But still mostly sane (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. When do you think you'll be married?-&lt;br /&gt;Heh, when my career's stabilised. Definitely not anytime in the next 5 or even 10 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Did you ever think to yourself?-&lt;br /&gt;I do it all the time. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What celebrities do people say you look like?-&lt;br /&gt;Err... my mum says I look like her sister who looks like Lucy Liu o_0 And someone compared me to a game character from Final Fantasy VIII once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Does it annoy you when someone says they'll call but don't?-&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes. So I just spam their SMS inbox XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Do you ever feel guilty about eating meat?-&lt;br /&gt;Err... no? Am I supposed to? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECOND QUIZ TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Do you still talk to the person who hurt you the worst?-&lt;br /&gt;No cos knowing me I won't be able to get closure if I continued talking to that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Do you like to dance?-&lt;br /&gt;YES. I WANNA JOIN D&amp;D AFTER 'O'S! :D I WANNA LEARN HIP HOP AND CONTEMPORARY AND -shut  up Carolyn- ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Are you obsessed with someone?-&lt;br /&gt;JOHNNY DEPP. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.What is the best thing about your job?-&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing good about my job as a student, I'm overworked and NOT PAID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Do you like more than five people right now?-&lt;br /&gt;If you're talking about infatuation then no. If you're talking about friendship then yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Name something that you would like to eat right now?-&lt;br /&gt;CHOCOLATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Did you get any compliments today?-&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Who was the last person to call you?-&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.If you could pick the temperature of the outdoors for the rest of your life, would you?-&lt;br /&gt;Yes I want it to be nice and cool and yet sunny :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Do you steal people's boyfriends or girlfriends?-&lt;br /&gt;No, that's just cruel and wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Are you happy?-&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much, I guess /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Who was the last person you texted?-&lt;br /&gt;Sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.Who was the last person you talked to-&lt;br /&gt;Sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.Are you moody?-&lt;br /&gt;A bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Last person you hung out with?-&lt;br /&gt;Dorothy Divya and Steph (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.Have you ever tried to get back with an ex?-&lt;br /&gt;Nooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Have you ever toilet papered someone's house?-&lt;br /&gt;No. Hello, how to toilet paper a HDB flat? ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.Have you ever gone camping?-&lt;br /&gt;Too many times. Me no wanna go camping no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.Do you love someone?-&lt;br /&gt;Too many people to list (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.Have you ever had a stalker?-&lt;br /&gt;Errr... to the best of my knowledge... no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.Who was the last person to make you mad?-&lt;br /&gt;No one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.Are you thirsty?-&lt;br /&gt;Nope (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.Are you listening to music? What are you listening to?-&lt;br /&gt;The song "Low" is stuck in my head and I'm not listening to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.What do you do before bed?-&lt;br /&gt;Brush my teeth. No shit Sherlock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.Have you ever lied to your parents?-&lt;br /&gt;In the past, yes. Now, I try not to /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.Have you ever worn your best friend's clothes?-&lt;br /&gt;Many many times. Ask Krystle if she remembers (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.Have you ever thrown up from working out?-&lt;br /&gt;Errr... no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.Who do you miss?-&lt;br /&gt;Too many people ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.Where are your siblings right now?-&lt;br /&gt;Watching TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.Last person you kissed other than family?-&lt;br /&gt;Can we not go there? Please and thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.Name five things you did today?-&lt;br /&gt;Go to school, stone in school, eat cookies in school, go to Tiong for lunch and buy chocolate fro school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.Last person who you yelled at?-&lt;br /&gt;No one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.Future kid's names?-&lt;br /&gt;Sabrina or Aziraphael, depending. No idea actually. Anyway, isn't it a bit too early to start thinking about kids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36.Do you have plans for tomorrow?-&lt;br /&gt;School, NAFA test, stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37.Are you on a laptop or a desktop?-&lt;br /&gt;Laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38.What is your mood?-&lt;br /&gt;Pffffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.Is anyone jealous of you?-&lt;br /&gt;Not that I know of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40.When is the last time you got flowers?-&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's Day last year. It was quite embarrassing actually :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41.Where were you 2 hours ago?-&lt;br /&gt;Watching TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42.What were you doing last night?-&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43.What does your hair look like right now?-&lt;br /&gt;Messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44.Has anyone ever used you?-&lt;br /&gt;Too many events in my life to pinpoint exactly :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45.Has anyone ever told you that they like you more than as a friend?-&lt;br /&gt;Once. It was quite awkward actually :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46.What have you eaten today?-&lt;br /&gt;Alot alot of food :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47.Is your hair naturally curly, or straight?-&lt;br /&gt;Wavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48.Who were you last in a car with?-&lt;br /&gt;Family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49.What are you looking forward to?-&lt;br /&gt;End of 'O's :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50.What do you think about being cheated on?-&lt;br /&gt;I would kill my future boyfriend if I found out he was cheating on me.&lt;br /&gt;51.Any of your friends getting married sometime in the near future?-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52.Is tomorrow going to be a good day?-&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOO D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok randomness over so buhbye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-5150866684804018681?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/5150866684804018681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=5150866684804018681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/5150866684804018681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/5150866684804018681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/03/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-1781277902319388075</id><published>2008-03-30T18:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T18:39:55.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To Ivan (whatever your last name is):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;YOU ARE SO F*CKING DEAD WHEN I FINALLY MEET/IDENTIFY YOU FACE TO FACE (if ever).&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you managed to identify my sister as someone who even KNOWS me is a mystery to me. But you spreading that COMPLETELY OUTRAGEOUS lie is UTTERLY INFANTILE. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHY WOULD I DATE A COMPLETE STRANGER?!&lt;/span&gt; If you've got any &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;moral courage&lt;/span&gt;, you would COME UP TO ME AND &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;APOLOGISE&lt;/span&gt;, TAKE A BEATING FROM ME OR &lt;u&gt;AT LEAST TELL ME WHY YOU DID IT IN THE FIRST PLACE.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I find out that someone made you do it, you better give me names or I'll have you SUED for defamation. And trust me, I've got a pretty famous lawyer for a cousin. So either you OWN UP or &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;the probability of this going onto a legal scale suddenly increases to 0.95.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hun, my sis is already gonna kick your ass ANYWAY so I suggest you own up and tell the truth before my cousin does LEGAL ass kicking (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Yours Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Carolyn Fah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-1781277902319388075?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/1781277902319388075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=1781277902319388075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/1781277902319388075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/1781277902319388075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/03/to-ivan-whatever-your-last-name-is-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-7511246807339667069</id><published>2008-03-27T19:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T20:53:18.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;To the STC Debaters 2008:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys like my (not-so-)little sisters. It's been such a joy watching you guys improve as the debate trainings went by. Just because I'm no longer on the team doesn't mean I've given up on you already. I know you can do it, all you have to do is have faith (: I'll be praying for you guys (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what happens, don't ever let anyone -not even Alex or any other adult- say that you guys suck/are useless/hopeless/etc. because you guys can do it. Don't let Ms Lee get you down with talk about withdrawing or whatever cos you guys are winners no matter what as long as you learn something about yourselves or anything in general at the competition (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that you guys have the potential; all it needs to get tapped is practice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tazkiah&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Don't be nervous yeah? I know you can do it. Your speaking style's good, all you need to do is hide your nervousness and improve on your structure. Just categorize everything according to rebuttals, definition, clarifications, etc and you'll be fine (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jody&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Your structure and all are fine, all you need to do is to at least pretend you're confident about what you're saying. You definitely can do it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Marie&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: I like your structure and your speaking style, all you need to do is to develop your points even further than what Alex gives you. And don't panic about reply speeches or whatever yeah? As long as you give it your all you'll know you were good (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Amanda&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Your rebuttals and your on-the-spot thinking skills are amazing, all you need is to practise with a structure. Try categorizing your stuff into little blocks according to the speech structure and you'll be okay (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Joyce&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: You need to be more confident about yourself. Just because you guys lost the second preliminary round doesn't mean it was your fault or you were bad 3rd speaker or whatever. Cos the thing is, you've got a really high potential level to be placed at any speaker, all you need is self-confidence, okay? So don't give up altogether cos you feel that you can't do it because hey, all things are possible with God (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;YanXuan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: You have this amazing ability to develop points to even beyond what Alex or whoever gives you. Just improve on your structure and don't panic when you're on the floor. I want to see you on the speaking team next year okay? Get someone to script your speeches for you if need be (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember Jody's made up motto for you guys:&lt;br /&gt;STC Debaters; we make crap sound good :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;Carolyn (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: YOU GUYS NEED TO GIVE MORE POIs! Spam the opposing team with POIs even if they don't make sense! If you guys are still around next year I'll try and come down to help out a little bit yeah? (: No promises though /:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-7511246807339667069?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/7511246807339667069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=7511246807339667069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/7511246807339667069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/7511246807339667069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/03/to-stc-debaters-2008-i-love-you-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-1425412205957321063</id><published>2008-03-26T21:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T21:25:38.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear people who read CandyCoatedPsychopath@Blogspot.com:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am NOT God. On the contrary, I am FAR from being Godly. Therefore I'd really appreciate it if you would STOP asking me to do the impossible (i.e. talk to teachers since they think they know it all and that all students are always wrong).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: It doesn't mean I won;t be your beta reader, retroelectric. I'm just really peeved about school matters right now and I felt that I needed to get it out of my system before I go shoot myself in the head and flop around like a headless chicken.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-1425412205957321063?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/1425412205957321063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=1425412205957321063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/1425412205957321063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/1425412205957321063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/03/dear-people-who-read.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-6621543837271641898</id><published>2008-03-25T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T20:48:06.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hereby conclude that I suck when it comes to taking Alex's job as a debate coach. Therefore I will leave that job to the professionals. I was more of a baby sitter than a coach? LOL. At least Ms Lee didn't give me hell :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, PE wasn't as crazy as last week :D But all the lessons were -.- so nothing much to blog about for curriculum time /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, did some stuff with YanXuan and Marie before I went to the canteen -originally planning to buy a fruit and go back- then I found myself helping Jody and Joyce pack stuff for the Giving is Winning thing? o_0 After that, debate training went on and... yeah, go reread the first paragraph to figure out how it went. Heh :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then HOMEWARD BOUND :D I've never felt so relieved in my entire life! Lol :P Ok that's all so buhbye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-6621543837271641898?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/6621543837271641898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=6621543837271641898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/6621543837271641898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/6621543837271641898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-hereby-conclude-that-i-suck-when-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-1125955705301074464</id><published>2008-03-23T19:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T20:27:44.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So my sis asked why I wanted a separate birthday celebration for family and friends (I told them I'll celebrate with the family on the day before the party) and the reason I gave was really retarded. I said I wanted to learn how to plan a party on my own -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, random much, so I'm off (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;It's been... what, 2 months? And while I know you've probably moved on and all that already, I still cry every night wishing I wasn't so stupid as to push you aside like that. And while you can just rant on someone else I don't dare tell anyone cos I'm so afraid of getting into trouble. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't believe how much I miss you&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good grief, how useless can I get?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-1125955705301074464?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/1125955705301074464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=1125955705301074464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/1125955705301074464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/1125955705301074464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-my-sis-asked-why-i-wanted-separate.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-1711964254074408795</id><published>2008-03-21T19:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T19:36:12.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was :D All thanks to the debaters :D So there was training from 12 till 4-ish. But it turned into a gossip session every once in a while, so today wasn't really productive. LOL. And we stuffed ourselves with chips, cookies and cake (: All thanks to Ms Lee for the cookies and Joyce's mum for the cake :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after training, went to Great World with Jody, Joyce and Marie. Wanted to watch Step Up 2 but they weren't screening at Great World ): So we went to the arcade (: Funny to the max lah, watching Jody and Joyce playing AIR HOCKEY. Then Joyce went to play Daytona while Jody and Marie were bowling 0_0 After that, watched Jody and Marie play air hockey again, then Percussion Master! OhMyGosh, I really suck at drumming lah! I'd better not take up drums EVER. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Jody and Marie left to watch Spiderwick Chronicles while Joyce and I roamed and talked (: Then she left, so I made my way home (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, I was thinking and I realised that what I loved the most about debates was watching the girls grow into better speakers as the rounds went by. I really enjoy watching Jody and Tazkiah become less nervous, Marie and Amanda improving on their rebuttals and Joyce just improving in general lah (: And there's always Yan Xuan with her comic relief and her dramatics XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... I think the only thing I'll miss when I leave STC would be being with the girls during debate trainings even though the hours were ungodly lah. I mean, they really made me feel like I'm actually needed, unlike in choir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, enough reflecting so I'm off (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-1711964254074408795?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/1711964254074408795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=1711964254074408795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/1711964254074408795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/1711964254074408795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/03/today-was-d-all-thanks-to-debaters-d-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-2537100927115648184</id><published>2008-03-17T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T22:17:07.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Urgh, I don't know whether it's the rising levels of oestrogen in me or what, but I'm getting more and more emoooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish I could take my womb out, preserve it and put it back into my body only when I need it. Okayye, too much info, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all so buhbye people (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Looking at the past hurts so bad... Just thinking about what I allowed myself to do last year with - is enough to leave me crying my eyes out and drowning in my regret. It's not the deed itself that I'm so scarred by, it's the fact that I didn't have the guts to say no just because I wanted to appease -. I treated - like how Britain treated Hitler before WWII, I adopted the policy of appeasement just to make - happy. I lie in bed every night wishing I could turn back time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to break this retarded habit of going back in time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-2537100927115648184?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/2537100927115648184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=2537100927115648184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/2537100927115648184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/2537100927115648184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/03/urgh-i-dont-know-whether-its-rising.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-5994440896542106319</id><published>2008-03-17T18:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T18:50:54.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everything's a bleeding mess. SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really hate the juniors in the Music Ministry &lt;s&gt;sometimes&lt;/s&gt; because every time I get ONE of them to hold the mic, they whine and gripe and beg to be allowed to share the mic, KNOWING THAT THE SOUND CAN'T BE PICKED UP IF YOU SHARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when I relent and let them, THEY TREAT THE FRIGGIN MIC AS IF IT'S INFECTED WITH THE FRIGGIN BUBONIC PLAGUE. FOR GOODNESS SAKE, IT'S JUST A MIC. IF YOU'RE SO DAMN "SCARED" ABOUT BEING UP THERE LEADING THE SCHOOL THEN WHY THE HECK DID YOU JOIN THE MUSIC MINISTRY IN THE FIRST FRIGGEN PLACE?! SERIOUSLY, IT'S PART AND PARCEL ABOUT BEING A MEMBER; YOU WANT TO WHINE AND GRIPE, THEN &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;GET OUT.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't depend on the Sec 4s forever; WE'VE GOT OUR FRIGGIN 'O's TO WORRY ABOUT. WE &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;HAVE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; TO LEAVE AFTER FOUNDER'S DAY MASS FOR THE SAKE OF OUR FUTURE. BECAUSE UNLIKE YOU, I WANT TO GO TO A GOOD SCHOOL AS FAR AWAY FROM OTHER STC GIRLS AS POSSIBLE. I CANNOT AND WILL NOT DEAL WITH ANOTHER SCHOOL OF WHINING, COMPLAINING, GOSSIPING IJ GIRLS ALL OVER AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urghhhh, I thereby concur: I'll never EVER join a choir or a singing group after I leave my Secondary school life behind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-5994440896542106319?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/5994440896542106319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=5994440896542106319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/5994440896542106319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/5994440896542106319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/03/everythings-bleeding-mess.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-1242736222229839568</id><published>2008-03-16T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T21:18:47.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okayye, so holidays were ._. cos I spent half of them going back to school T____T But Monday was random cos Abigail, Rachel and I went to Vivo City for lunch after choir prac. We just sat around doing nothing, then a random dude asked to take a pic of us? o_0 If he opens his mouth and complains about us I am gonna slam him on this blog though, since we didn't do anything to disturb the peace of this country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was spent in choir prac (AGAIN), Tiong for lunch then back to school again to accompany Abigail to settle some admin stuff. Yes, I have no life, I know ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was spent keeping myself from falling asleep during Ms Phee's Chem class. Pffffffft. Then after that, Vivo City with sis to buy anniversary prezzie for my eldest sis and my bro-in-law (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was really messy cos I only found out I was serving when I stepped into Chapel at 4 p.m. to check the Tech Team schedule XP But service was good :D Time to change and be like a little child! That's CHILD-LIKE to you, not CHILDISH. Then FUEL was interesting since it was about the Old Testament. Some trivia bits+ hidden lessons behind the books in the Old Testament (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, dinner/ supper with the usual clique (: Just hung out and chatted, then Krystle, Shairel and Kii (sp?) walked with me to the bus stop (: Got on the bus, then it was homeward bound! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmm... that pretty much sums up my holidays -.- Ok I'm off so buhbye people (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-1242736222229839568?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/1242736222229839568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=1242736222229839568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/1242736222229839568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/1242736222229839568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/03/okayye-so-holidays-were.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-597066161711248860</id><published>2008-03-08T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T00:01:02.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss Mission Week already ): It was seriously the most slack, yet the most fun EFL EVER! :D And the most educational. (: And also it gave me the courage to write a letter to my dad regarding his rule on me not going to church every week. All I need to do is pass it to him and pray (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't go into detail but I just wanna type out something that happened to me on the last day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so on the last day of EFL, we were supposed to write notes to people we've hurt or wanted to reach out to. I wrote a note to Grace, my SS partner XD Anyway, I got a note each from Farah, Steph and Kailyn regarding some drama that happened before, one in lower Sec and one that's still ongoing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... while I believe Steph and forgive her since she's made amends already (PeaceCat sez let thar bee peace! :D), no matter how much I try, I just can't believe OR forgive Kailyn cos she's done so much to me and she's hurt me so much that I really cannot remove the paradigm that I view her by. It's gonna take wayyyy too much time to forgive her lah /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, will leave that for time. That's all so buhbye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-597066161711248860?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/597066161711248860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=597066161711248860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/597066161711248860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/597066161711248860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-miss-mission-week-already-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-1174199515556029192</id><published>2008-03-06T15:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T15:52:30.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Found this on Friendster:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you get more than 30, I strongly recommend some counselling!&lt;br /&gt;If you get more than 20, you’re paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;If you get 11-20, you are normal.&lt;br /&gt;If you get 10 or less, you’re fearless.&lt;br /&gt;People who don’t have any are full of crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Fear…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The dark&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Staying alone forever&lt;br /&gt;[x] Being a parent&lt;br /&gt;[x] Giving birth&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Being myself in front of others&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Open spaces&lt;br /&gt;[ ] closed spaces&lt;br /&gt;[x] Heights&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Black cats&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Big hairy arses (HUH?! LOL!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Birds&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Fish&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Spiders&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Flowers or other plants&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Being touched&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Fire&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Deep water&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Lakes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Silk&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The ocean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Failure&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Success&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Thunder/lightning&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Frogs/toads&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My boyfriends/girlfriends dad&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My boyfriends/girlfriends mum&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Mice/Rats&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Jumping from high places&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Snow&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Wind&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Cross hanging bridges&lt;br /&gt;[x] Death&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Heaven&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Being robbed&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Falling&lt;br /&gt;[x] Clowns (yes, I DO think that clowns are the FREAKIEST things ever.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Large crowds of people&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Men&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Women&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Having great responsibilities&lt;br /&gt;[x] Doctors, including Dentists&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Tornadoes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Hurricanes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Incurable diseases&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Venomous Snakes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Sharks&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Friday the 13th&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Ghosts&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Poverty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Halloween&lt;br /&gt;[ ] School&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Trains&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Odd numbers&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Even numbers&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Being alone&lt;br /&gt;[x] Becoming blind&lt;br /&gt;[x] Becoming deaf&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Growing up&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Monsters under my bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Creepy noises in the night&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Bee stings&lt;br /&gt;[x] Not accomplishing my dreams/goals&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Needles&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Penis (WHAAAA...?!)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Dinosaurs if they were alive&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The welcome mat&lt;br /&gt;[ ] High speeds&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Throwing up&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Falling in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Total: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POST IT WITH THE SUBJECT:&lt;br /&gt;“I fear __ out of 70 common fears"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 out of 70? I'm normal XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's all so buhbye people (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-1174199515556029192?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/1174199515556029192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=1174199515556029192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/1174199515556029192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/1174199515556029192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/03/found-this-on-friendster-if-you-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-267381072574068988</id><published>2008-03-05T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T21:24:01.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mission Week so far has been entirely random but educational.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random because for the first time in my life I heard a priest say the word "bitch" while he was in his robe while educational because I learnt a lot more about BGRs/GGRs. Oh, and I prayed till I cried today but that's a tiny bit personal so yeah (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's Novena church bound tomorrow! I'm actually looking forward to it! D: I mean, I woke up this morning contemplating whether to go or not, then I decided to go since I didn't want Mrs Gan calling up my sister :P But it turned out to be something I didn't expect in the end. To be honest, I was... shocked when I went in since I expected it to be more serious. Ah well, never judge a book by its cover (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was an entirely random post so I'm off now. Buhbye people (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-267381072574068988?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/267381072574068988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=267381072574068988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/267381072574068988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/267381072574068988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/03/mission-week-so-far-has-been-entirely.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-54827025917238807</id><published>2008-03-04T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T21:14:10.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If SOME people don't grow up soon, I'm gonna turn around and PUNCH you in the faces. SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And! Dammit, I hate my mum sometimes cos she never sees the truth right smack in front of her before she makes any conclusions. I mean, I STUDY. A LOT. SHE JUST DOESN'T SEE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;THEN SHE SPREADS ALL THESE RUMOURS TO MY SISTER WHO IN TURN SCREAMS AT ME FOR SOMETHING I DIDN'T DO (!!!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGHHHHH T____T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I wish she didn't come back from wherever she was earlier in my life. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sometimes I DON'T wonder why my Dad divorced her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ranting over so buhbye. No smilies this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-54827025917238807?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/54827025917238807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=54827025917238807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/54827025917238807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/54827025917238807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/03/if-some-people-dont-grow-up-soon-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-6058419523976916082</id><published>2008-03-03T21:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T21:11:05.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okayye, so we lost the stooopid debate on Friday cos of $@$#%^% structure -.- GRRRR...&lt;br /&gt;But Alex FINALLY gave me my chocolate bar :D Ritter Sport Cornflakes are the absolute loveeee ♥♥♥♥♥ Now he owes us dinner. XD Ok inside joke, so if you don't get it it's all fine and dandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo... these past few days were /: (a.k.a blooming uneventful) so nothing much to update about. Besides the fact that Mrs Wu (VP) is leaving but... that's really -.- so don't bother. Ok that's all so buhbye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-6058419523976916082?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/6058419523976916082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=6058419523976916082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/6058419523976916082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/6058419523976916082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/03/okayye-so-we-lost-stooopid-debate-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-1590254045589500734</id><published>2008-02-26T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T13:12:42.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>4th anonymous tag. This time someone was using my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I know who it is but I'm not saying anything cos I know for sure that person will deny it all the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-1590254045589500734?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/1590254045589500734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=1590254045589500734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/1590254045589500734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/1590254045589500734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/02/4th-anonymous-tag.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-8368185126707377461</id><published>2008-02-20T21:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T16:12:33.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Dear Choir Committee'07-'08 (namely the 3 people in charge+ selected others),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON'T PREACH TO THE GIRLS ABOUT COMMITMENT WHEN YOU YOURSELVES DON'T EMBRACE IT IN FORMS THAT DON'T INVOLVE CHOIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON'T PREACH TO THE GIRLS ABOUT HOW THEY HAVE FREEDOM OF SPEECH WHEN YOU KNOW FOR A FACT THAT IT'S A LIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You DO NOT, I repeat, &lt;u&gt;DO NOT&lt;/u&gt; discriminate someone just because she has TWO CCAs because hey, it's not MY FAULT that I think debates is more fun than choir. It's not MY FAULT that I love debating because unlike in choir, I'M ALLOWED TO &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;THINK&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; when I'm in debate training. Unlike in choir, I'm not discriminated when I argue with the authority (i.e. the debate coach) about why he's wrong when he's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike in choir, I actually &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;DO&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; have freedom of speech when I'm at debate training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I helped the debaters bring pride to this school; the debaters proved to MARK GABRIEL, son of JULIA GABRIEL (the founder of the prestigious Julia Gabriel Center for Learning) and chief adjudicator for every grand final debates (be it at Secondary school level or even JC level), that people in St Theresa's Convent can actually ARGUE coherently. How do you repay the debaters? BY COMPLAINING AND WHINING ABOUT SOMETHING YOU DON'T KNOW? And the best part? You COMPLAIN and BITCH about people every time they gossip about anyone on the choir committee who's dedication to choir is &lt;u&gt;inhuman&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True, the gossip mongers don't know why you're so committed. However, isn't this parallel to how you guys bitch about me because I have 2 CCAs without you knowing why I CHOSE to join debates? OH THE IRONY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've pushed me to the point of no return with your hypocrisy, you've pushed practically every single choir member to the point where they see their CCA as a CHORE thanks to your tyranny. &lt;u&gt;If this is what you wanted to achieve then I congratulate you&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I foresee no farewell party for this year's graduating girls; they'll only be too glad about our entire level being gone. They'll only be too glad because at least they can FINALLY hold on to the hope that the new choir committee that will come up after we leave will make a difference and will make choir more enjoyable for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is thanks for ruining my passion for singing. Thanks for letting my passion for debate grow. But most of all, thanks for teaching the choir that tyranny is definitely NOT the way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Yours Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Carolyn Fah&lt;br /&gt;Choir (ex-[?])Logistics Head'07-'08&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-8368185126707377461?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/8368185126707377461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=8368185126707377461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/8368185126707377461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/8368185126707377461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/02/dear-choir-committee07-08-namely-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-2342701847214551399</id><published>2008-02-18T18:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T19:50:39.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;u&gt;To Kelda Chua&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;For goodness sake, GET YOUR OWN IDENTITY. You've seriously outstayed your welcome in choir with the way you've been trying to act like Siqi or any of the committee members. WHO ON EARTH GAVE YOU THE PERMISSION TO BOSS ME OR ANYONE ELSE FOR THE MATTER AROUND LIKE WHAT YOU DID THIS MORNING?! AS FAR AS I'M CONCERNED, &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;STEPHANIE SIM&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; IS THE ONE IN CHARGE OF MUSIC MIN, &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOT YOU&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. Also, don't go crying to Siqi that "Oh, the horrible senior Carolyn bullied me" because this message wasn't meant to be a bullying tactic, it was written with the intention of it being a WAKE UP call to you. You may hate me for this but I don't care. If you're not gonna change then be prepared for your Secondary school years to be he most perilous EVER.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, CA1 was /: cos it was so rushedddd D: Like, 12 questions on Probability and Matrix in 40 mins? CRAZAYYE. Then of course there was the crazy SEQ for History in 40 mins also. And the papers were how far apart? ONLY 20 MINS T_____T Grrrrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayye, so after that, lessons as per normal. I was basically stoning all the way cos my brain couldn't function after my CA1 papers. BLEAHX. Then of course there was the horror of choir practice, where we were singing a song that very nearly drove me to the point whereby I tried to behead myself with the score. Yes, THAT kind of insanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was homeward bound. For once I'm home before the sun sets! D: Okayye that was random so I'm going off now. Buhbye people (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: http://carol-yn.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;That's my other blog, the FRIENDS ONLY one. Message or tag me if you wanna be invited (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-2342701847214551399?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/2342701847214551399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=2342701847214551399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/2342701847214551399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/2342701847214551399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/02/to-kelda-chua-for-goodness-sake-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-7592675028945203611</id><published>2008-02-16T22:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T23:34:19.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was :D Went to Great World with my family to bank in my CNY money (: Then lunch, walked around Zara and Body Shop, and it was off to Trinity@PL :D Went in to Hans and found Derek there, so hung out with him the rest of the way till the end of the event. Along with random sentences exchanged when we bumped into each other (NOT LITERALLY).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(un)Found was good :D Sat with Bernice, Derek and Chetwin, although I was talking to Bernice most of the time XD Basically about the main character in the musical and how mean he was XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after the event, I went up to PDa to ask him how to sing the bridge for "I Could Sing Of Your Love" but I still can't remember it -.- After a while, I somehow started chasing Alvin around the Summit cos of something he said (mind's a bit hazy now) and whacking him when he finally stopped running. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then hung out with Alvin, Melvin (I think o_0) and Bernice while waiting for Jon to finish packing up and taking photos. So we were playing around and whacking each other XD Had a really hilarious conversation with Derek after he walked past - and I was laughing my head off. It was so O: lah! LOL. Then after a while Alvin and I went in to help the crew coil wires. I still remember how to coil wires! 0_0 Ok that was random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went outside again to wait for Jon and basically goofed around some more till Jon was finally done before Alvin, Jon, Melvin and I headed to SingPost. Along the way we met Sean so he came along for dinner. Our journey there was relatively sane and dinner wasn't as random as usual although Alvin was talking in Chinese poetry -.- After dinner, chatted for a while then it was homeward bound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon, Alvin and I were talking nonsense for a bit, then Jon had to leave. So Alvin and I chatted on the train till he alighted at Lavender. So basically after that I listened to the music collection in my phone all the way till I got home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, my sis and her homeless friends are coming over so I'm gonna bug off now. Buhbye people (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Dear Chris Cheong,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please grow up and learn how to cope instead of lying. You are not a debater, you will never -be- a debater and as far as I'm concerned your lack of judgment has nothing to do with mine. You lost because it was the most atrocious debate case I had ever seen in my entire debating career, and it's been long enough for me to know. Stop lying, stop trying to create something that you're not, because you're NOT an OBS instructor, you are NOT a debater, you are NOT a model (not with that face anyway), so do the rest of society a favour and just grow up. Don't attempt to slander people you don't know because karma comes right back around, and don't attempt to play politics because you're not very good at it, and you're as easy to read as an open book. Please, get some common sense, and get a new brain, preferably one that's used, because yours certainly isn't. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: By the way, there were THREE adjudicators, and ALL of them said VS lost by a margin of over 5. Thus, clearly it is not my issue. Cope. Grow up. Also, leaving anonymous tags is just -so- damn mature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;The MJC adjudicator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;WTH you're such a sore loser please. Just because you found out who the adjudicator for the debate was you started saying that the adjudicator was biased against your school? HELLO, ADJUDICATORS ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO KNOW THE TEAMS SO THAT THERE WON'T BE ANY BIASNESS LAH. Even YOU should know that -.- My sister's decision to give the debate to Coral Sec had absolutely NOTHING to do with her hatred for you lah. SHE DIDN'T EVEN SEE YOU AT THE DEBATE IN THE FIRST PLACE CAN?! WTH -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: My sis saw your Friendster profile, that's how she knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-7592675028945203611?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/7592675028945203611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=7592675028945203611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/7592675028945203611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/7592675028945203611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/02/today-was-d-went-to-great-world-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-7182287723163076281</id><published>2008-02-15T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T23:54:17.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;WE WON THE DEBATES! WE BEAT RIVERSIDE! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I was amazed that we actually won cos the Opp people did something really sneaky to throw us off. At least Joyce steered the debate so that it was favourable on our side again. Good job Joyce! :D Of course, not forgetting Jody and Marie for the excellent speeches (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... the good stuff of today:&lt;br /&gt;1) We won (like, DUH :D)&lt;br /&gt;2) The girls were calm and held their ground. And answered their POIs sufficiently of course (:&lt;br /&gt;3) I watched an 'A' div debate and actually UNDERSTOOD what was going on&lt;br /&gt;4) I didn't see V.S around. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only bad bit? ALEX STILL OWES ME MY CHOCOLATE BAR. XD Ok that was really random, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be at PL tomorrow :D Ok that's all so buhbye people (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;{If I start breaking down tomorrow if I happen to see you, I think you'll be able to figure out what it means}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-7182287723163076281?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/7182287723163076281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=7182287723163076281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/7182287723163076281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/7182287723163076281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/02/we-won-debates-we-beat-riverside-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-1951482870430257549</id><published>2008-02-14T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T20:21:04.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got chocolate and HiChew from Mel today (: Thanks muchly! Of course, not forgetting chocolate from Abigail (lest she kills me) and the note from Grace (: Lol. That... pretty much sums up my Valentine's Day. Lol. Hey, don't blame me, I don't celebrate it! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was slack. Especially debates cos I was basically proof reading everyone's speeches in case they didn't make sense. But they're all fine and dandy so it's ok (: Then when the girls were rehearsing the debate, Alex and I were placing bets on the girls X) So he owes me a bar of chocolate now :D Ok it actually went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alex&lt;/span&gt;: $5 says Marie won't do rebuttals. Ok maybe a bar of chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: You're on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-moments later, Marie rebuts the Opp's points-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: You owe me a bar of chocolate now -big big grin-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alex&lt;/span&gt;: -mumbling for a bit- Ok fine I do -.-&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH, LOL. XD Yes yes, I know, I'm profiteering. But it's fun XD Ok kiddies, don't learn from me! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's about it so buhbye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-1951482870430257549?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/1951482870430257549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=1951482870430257549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/1951482870430257549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/1951482870430257549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/02/got-chocolate-and-hichew-from-mel-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-5413112934594018978</id><published>2008-02-13T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T21:06:50.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Debate's this Friday. This is the final leg of the preparation work. I can do this. Really. I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... nothing much today lah, just that I missed choir prac for debates /: But today was the first time I actually relaxed during a debate training session conducted by Alex. Cos usually he bullies me into either doing research or pretending to be the Opp team (a.k.a Public Enemy No. 1) -.- But today was really slack (for me lah, anyway. For the other team it was a different story altogether.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm... that's all so buhbye people (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's Valentine's Day tomorrow; And as I watch everyone having fun tomorrow, I'll be the only one crying inside. But I refuse to admit the truth. Call it pride, ego issues or whatever; I'm just wearing this mask to hide myself. I don't even want to know who I truly am inside anymore, seriously. Cos every time I try to look for the true me, I end up whimpering in the corner. Is the true me really so scared, so full of fear and self-esteem issues?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-5413112934594018978?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/5413112934594018978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=5413112934594018978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/5413112934594018978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/5413112934594018978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/02/debates-this-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-5371259767172217810</id><published>2008-02-12T19:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T20:02:23.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have given up on Blogskins.com because true, sometimes they have really nice skins (esp. detonatedlove♥'s), but it's getting filled with more and more immature prats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want a prime example?&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.blogskins.com/me/tempo.road"&gt;tempo.road&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you see the page, it's self explanatory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah wells, adios amigos (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-5371259767172217810?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/5371259767172217810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=5371259767172217810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/5371259767172217810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/5371259767172217810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-have-given-up-on-blogskins.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-6976668022550554458</id><published>2008-02-11T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T21:11:43.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What do I have to do&lt;br /&gt;To try and make you see&lt;br /&gt;That this is who I am&lt;br /&gt;And it's all that I can be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Good Enough"&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lighthouse&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long more till I crash and burn?&lt;br /&gt;How long more till I start hiding in the corner and whimpering?&lt;br /&gt;How long more till I'm finally out of this vicious cycle?&lt;br /&gt;How long more till I can say "STOP" and focus on my 'O's?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;How long more till I can stop singing this tragic love song that you'll never hear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know I could turn to something other than you&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't understand you and why you're after me&lt;br /&gt;I've never been the saint you wanted me to turn to&lt;br /&gt;And I can't see the view from the eyes you look at me through,&lt;br /&gt;Oh no.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I'm Alright"&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jars of Clay&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll fake a smile as I say goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-6976668022550554458?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/6976668022550554458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=6976668022550554458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/6976668022550554458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/6976668022550554458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-do-i-have-to-do-to-try-and-make.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-7173933346208570773</id><published>2008-02-10T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T11:13:40.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.lets101.com/blog/quizzes/stars_say"  style="border:0px solid blue; "&gt; &lt;img border=0 alt="fun quiz for myspace profile and blog" src="http://www.lets101.com/images/quiz/zodiac_aries_txt.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lets101 - &lt;a href="http://www.lets101.com" &gt;Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this was entirely random. How can I be loud and calm at the same time? And I'm anything but calm. Quite the reverse, in fact X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, debate training took quite a lot of energy out of me yesterday. One thing's for sure, I'm NOT a morning person. Grrrr... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After debate training, explored Anchorpoint in it's renovated glory (ok fine I basically loitered around in Times the bookshop reading random books before I bought "The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night Time"), had Subway for lunch then went to the bus stop to meet Derek to explore Anchorpoint. (Actually, Anchorpoint didn't really have anything much /:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Anchorpoint, off to Queensway to explore the first level. I saw a pair of Converse shoes that I really liked (: But I didn't bring out enough cash -.- So explored Queensway, then brought Derek to the bus stop for him to head off to church. Went to People's Park Center after that and I bought 2 new -extremely cute- shirts (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then homeward bound and I crashed from 6.30 till this morning XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's basically it so buhbye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-7173933346208570773?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/7173933346208570773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=7173933346208570773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/7173933346208570773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/7173933346208570773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/02/lets101-free-online-dating-ok-this-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-147855995176245815</id><published>2008-02-07T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T22:24:46.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I growl at the evil face of irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I didn't email the debate research to myself. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRRRRRR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-147855995176245815?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/147855995176245815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=147855995176245815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/147855995176245815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/147855995176245815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-growl-at-evil-face-of-irony.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-1038041252966255540</id><published>2008-02-06T15:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T15:47:58.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My head hurts really really badly. PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-1038041252966255540?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/1038041252966255540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=1038041252966255540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/1038041252966255540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/1038041252966255540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-head-hurts-really-really-badly_06.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-7685460551474436459</id><published>2008-02-05T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T20:55:07.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;To "the saint": You of all people have NO RIGHT to condemn others to hell. Think of your own words, do they reflect the Word of God? Try living your life by His Will, not by your own impulsiveness; you'll find life a whole lot more worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I need to say. By the way, you can't reply cos I banned your IP address and made it such that you'll never be able to even if your IP address was a dynamic IP address. (Sorry to those affected.)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, that's the 3rd anonymous tag so far. 2 more and I'm making my blog friends only again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-7685460551474436459?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/7685460551474436459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=7685460551474436459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/7685460551474436459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/7685460551474436459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/02/to-saint-you-of-all-people-have-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-3950097480889939062</id><published>2008-02-04T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T19:08:52.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thereby conclude one thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;I THANK GOD I'M LEAVING THIS CESSPOOL OF A SCHOOL IN A MATTER OF MONTHS!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-3950097480889939062?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/3950097480889939062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=3950097480889939062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/3950097480889939062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/3950097480889939062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-thereby-conclude-one-thing-i-thank.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-676006582223784047</id><published>2008-02-03T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T17:56:40.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;CarolynFahJingwen&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; has hereby decided to be a cold, calculative dog of the female persuasion until her 'O's are over because she knows that this year is wayyyy too important and the last thing she needs is flipping DRAMA. If you can't guarantee that you WON'T mess her whole year up by being a complete hypocrite and stabbing me in the back then FFS, DON'T TALK TO ME AT ALL. kthxbai.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, ignore that bit cos even though I want to isolate myself from everyone else there's no possible way that's gonna happen. Bleahx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, got my SIM card replaced today :D And my uncle gave me $100 for CNY money, so I'm gonna buy that nice nice long t-shirt from Giordano that I saw at OG today (: Or maybe t-shirt dresses in general /: Ah well, will decide later (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've been pigging out for the whole of today lah! Eeekkk... That's it, I'm not stepping on a weighing scale till 2 months later. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's all so buhbye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-676006582223784047?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/676006582223784047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=676006582223784047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/676006582223784047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/676006582223784047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/02/carolynfahjingwen-has-hereby-decided-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-7000733538927452698</id><published>2008-02-01T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T20:40:19.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To that anonymous person who said my layout sucks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;TO EACH HIS OWN.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't like it? Then SUCK IT UP, cos NO ONE TOLD YOU TO COME HERE. For goodness sake, there's that [x] button in the corner for a REASON, you NINCOMPOOP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all fine and dandy now that I've blocked your IP address (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-7000733538927452698?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/7000733538927452698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=7000733538927452698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/7000733538927452698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/7000733538927452698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/02/to-that-anonymous-person-who-said-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-3809319202881696652</id><published>2008-01-30T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T20:19:47.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/R6Bq7N9GLiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/eFc04_CCU2k/s1600-h/300108+blog+post.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/R6Bq7N9GLiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/eFc04_CCU2k/s320/300108+blog+post.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161242738557333026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image source: &lt;a href="http://masterjinn.deviantart.com/art/jan083-75174014"&gt;~masterjinn@DeviantArt&lt;/a&gt; :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-3809319202881696652?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/3809319202881696652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=3809319202881696652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/3809319202881696652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/3809319202881696652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/R6Bq7N9GLiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/eFc04_CCU2k/s72-c/300108+blog+post.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-2255458040535126070</id><published>2008-01-26T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T11:36:54.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The debate yesterday didn't happen in the end (: But it's back to the preparation board cos my points weren't answering the motion /: Ah well, time to prep and email it all to Alex (the coach) for what I have no idea either. He conveniently told me to get his email address off someone else -.- Oh gee, do what now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gahhh, will worry about it tomorrow. Or maybe I'll prep, pass it to Marie and tell her to pass it to Alex /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm feeling really drained now. I think honestly debate is taking up even more of my time than it should. I mean, it's not my priority CCA but I prefer it to choir! 0_0 At least I already told Alex and Ms Lee that I wouldn't be able to be on the speaking team for the Julia Gabriels team cos of 'O' Level year so I'm only sparring with the girls for the JGs (: Or given them pep talks lah, depending /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, I'm off (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-2255458040535126070?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/2255458040535126070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=2255458040535126070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/2255458040535126070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/2255458040535126070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/01/debate-yesterday-didnt-happen-in-end.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-17904111033001967</id><published>2008-01-24T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T19:11:40.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was just really horrible. All thanks to the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, -her- stupid, immature attempt at being witty during Lit this morning (I originally planned a giant rant about this but decided that 1)she wasn't worth the time and 2)I can't be bothered to). I'm not stating names because I want to put this behind me and ignore it cos hey, I didn't make it this far just to see it crumble by someone else's stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, finding out that Mr Brij (of all people) will be going to watch the debate training session tomorrow. Now I'd better make a really good case or else I'm DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the dreaded SS Mock exam (which is effectively a fake mock exam -.-). WHICH I DIDN'T FINISH EVEN THOUGH I HAD (almost) RELIGIOUSLY PLANNED WHAT I WAS GONNA WRITE FOR MY LAST QUESTION. Grrrrr... Ah well, at least now I know I'm spending WAYYYY too much time on SBQs /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the subject on debates, I really regret going for the SRJC invitationals yesterday because THE DEBATE WAS SO BAD EVEN A NEWBIE LIKE ME COULD CRY. (Ok fine I went in late and missed the first Proposition and Opposition speakers but according to my sis I didn't miss much.) Seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok before I go on my giant rant on what the teams DIDN'T do, this is the topic: This House (i.e. people) Would intervene in Myanmar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to the rant:&lt;br /&gt;1) The First Prop speaker left everything really vague. HOW ON EARTH CAN YOU AFFORD TO DO SUCH A THING LIKE THAT?! NO WONDER YOU LOST THE CASE LAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) First Opp speaker TRASHED the First Prop speaker but gave a really weak counter policy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) They were rambling on and on about economic sanctions, not admitting or even REALISING that at the end of the day, economic sanctions wouldn't work because the problem wouldn't be solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) The Opp didn't present the most obvious point on why The House SHOULDN'T INTERVENE: BECAUSE MYANMAR WAS LITERALLY TAKING A CRAP IN ITS OWN BACKYARD AND NOT AFFECTING ANYONE. If even I could see it, I don't see how VJC students (!!!) could have missed it either -.- They kept quoting the ASEAN Charter but failed to realise that Myanmar, at the end of the day, isn't anyone's little pot of gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok at least I learnt what NOT to do in a debate (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, am off to prepare stuff for the debate training session tomorrow. This House Believes That progress in Science and Technology has been more of a menace than a blessing. Or something along those lines /:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-17904111033001967?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/17904111033001967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=17904111033001967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/17904111033001967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/17904111033001967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/01/today-was-just-really-horrible.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-5722942014198969040</id><published>2008-01-23T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T10:10:41.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm now blogging in school XD Free periods rock lah! :D I pity those taking Express Chinese now. HAHAH X) Blog more tomorrow, will be at SRJC invitationals watching the grand finals debate between ACJC and I think VJC (or maybe PJC, I may have misheard) later, so I won't be home till 10-ish. Ok that's all so buhbye people (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-5722942014198969040?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/5722942014198969040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=5722942014198969040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/5722942014198969040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/5722942014198969040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-now-blogging-in-school-xd-free.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-4471701279952928093</id><published>2008-01-22T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T19:47:14.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Hey you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do the world a favour and GROW UP.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough with the lies, enough of the whole "oh my gosh I'm the most righteous person around" fluff when you're NOT. I still can't believe you said you cared for me when you obviously DIDN'T, telling other people that I was the one who asked for something when YOU JOLLY WELL KNOW THAT IT WAS THE OTHER WAY AROUND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to know the best part? You know what really took the cake? The fact that I found out from a THIRD PARTY. And oh, I found out that you lied about how she felt towards Lenice too. You want to know what else I found out? That she wasn't dating the guy you hate too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;WOW. Talk about a series of tall tales.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So enough is enough; no more excuses, no more exaggerations, no more tall tales and most of all, BE TRUTHFUL FOR ONCE IN YOUR LIFE. IT'S NOT GONNA KILL YOU.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, I've had enough; I hate it when people go around saying "omg so-and-so is such a backstabber and a hypocrite lah!" when they go around BACKSTABBING OTHERS AND B*TCHING ABOUT OTHERS TOO. It's really not fair to those victims lah, ok?! And it's because of people who go around being a hypocrite that people become SELF-CENTERED and start putting on MASKS to hide their disappointment and sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR GOODNESS SAKE, YOUR GOSSIPING ISN'T HELPING THE PERSON IMPROVE AT ALL. IF YOU REALLY WANT THAT PERSON TO CHANGE THEN TELL THE PERSON LAH. IT'S NOT GONNA KILL YOU RIGHT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok fine, I admit that sometimes I do that too, but I'm trying to change. I'm trying to be more honest to others when it comes to their negative qualities because I want others to do unto me what I do unto them. If you "value" honesty like you say you do, then why are you going around hiding things that may benefit the persons involved?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave you with that question to think about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-4471701279952928093?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/4471701279952928093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=4471701279952928093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/4471701279952928093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/4471701279952928093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/01/hey-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-1798718957649992767</id><published>2008-01-21T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T20:24:55.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Last Song Ever- Secondhand Serenade&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish my life was this song&lt;br /&gt;Cause songs they never die&lt;br /&gt;I could write for years and years&lt;br /&gt;And never have to cry I’d show you how I feel&lt;br /&gt;With out saying a word&lt;br /&gt;I could wrap up both our hearts&lt;br /&gt;I no it sounds absurd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I saw the tears on your face&lt;br /&gt;I shot you down and I slammed the door&lt;br /&gt;But couldn’t make a sound&lt;br /&gt;So please stay sweet my dear&lt;br /&gt;Don’t hate me now&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell how this last song ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way that I feel tonight so down&lt;br /&gt;So down I pray I can swim just&lt;br /&gt;So I won't drown and the waves that crash over me&lt;br /&gt;I am gasping for air take my hand&lt;br /&gt;So I can breath as I write this last song down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I saw the tears on your face&lt;br /&gt;I shot you down and I slammed the door&lt;br /&gt;But couldn’t make a sound&lt;br /&gt;So please stay sweet my dear&lt;br /&gt;Don’t hate me now&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell how this last song ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The broken glass your moistened skin&lt;br /&gt;Was everything&lt;br /&gt;Was everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And your broken voice was quivering&lt;br /&gt;Your everything&lt;br /&gt;Your everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scream at me make it the best I ever heard&lt;br /&gt;Laugh out loud I know it sounds absurd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scream at me make it the best i ever heard&lt;br /&gt;Your everything&lt;br /&gt;Your everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart beats slowing&lt;br /&gt;Pains are growing&lt;br /&gt;Does she love you that’s worth knowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart beats slowing&lt;br /&gt;Pains are growing&lt;br /&gt;Does she love you that’s worth knowing &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After someone sent me this song via Bluetooth on my new Nokia 5310 yesterday (I've forgotten his name cos half the time I was calling him Spongebob XD), I've been listening to it over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, you guys are probably going "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ohh miee gawshh sho emo worzxzx. norrtt liekk carolynn worzxzx&lt;/span&gt;," but somehow the emotion in the song is really raw and tangible. And look at the lyrics, of course (: It's such a sweet song lah (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[And yes, you read correctly; I just got my new handphone baby (XD) yesterday :D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh deary me, I've forgotten what happened at Len's party already! D: So sorry guys, no party updates XP &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stress and the worry about 'O's is starting to act on me, I find myself more paranoid than normal. And one would have thought it wasn't possible. XP And somehow from all these emotional tidal waves I find myself being more sensitive to music. I used to not think about what I was listening to but now I listen, I analyse and I somehow manage to tune my emotions according to what I'm listening to. Is that good or bad? We'll have to find out eventually /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, I'm off (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-1798718957649992767?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/1798718957649992767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=1798718957649992767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/1798718957649992767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/1798718957649992767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/01/last-song-ever-secondhand-serenade-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-6006188370005433289</id><published>2008-01-18T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T19:34:51.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T.G.I.F!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously mannn, I'm so exhausted now. Anyway, just got back from debate training (which was really random so I shan't go into detail). CLB classes have officially started and it's seriously quite slack compared to Express Chinese. I kid you not. All we did in CLB was replace a few difficult words in a given letter with some easy ones, copy it all on a piece of paper and xi zi -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh, too tired to blog properly so I'm off to play RO. Buhbye people (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-6006188370005433289?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/6006188370005433289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=6006188370005433289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/6006188370005433289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/6006188370005433289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/01/t.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-8178225087841467509</id><published>2008-01-17T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T17:30:57.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M.GONNA.FAIL.THE.STUPID.HOMEOSTASIS.TEST.!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I really need help with that topic /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, fine, the test was yesterday but I was too exhausted to update, so yeah (: Anyway, today was quite exhausting too, but at least I got Len's pressie already (: Now all I need to do is DECORATE it. I wonder how, when I didn't even plan /: Brought a bottle of bubble solution to school :D so I was basically blowing bubbles all over the place after school with Abigail chasing after the bubbles XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, just because I'm Sec4 doesn't mean I can't have my juvenile moments right? X) Ok enough crap from me so buhbye people (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-8178225087841467509?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/8178225087841467509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=8178225087841467509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/8178225087841467509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/8178225087841467509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/01/im.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-6440699770052821596</id><published>2008-01-15T21:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T22:10:44.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;To &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's me!!!!!!1&lt;/span&gt;: Can't be bothered with that comment cos God doesn't judge me by what others think of me, God judges me by how I live my life on earth. And I don't care what others say, my purpose is to serve God, not to appeal to everyone and everything on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the way, I can't be bothered asking who you are because it's pretty obvious that  you won't own up.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Anyway, today was /: on account that during PE I nearly rolled down the stairs after jumping up them. Bleahx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, someone remind me to get Lenice's present by Fridayyyy X) Ok that's all so buhbye people (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{EDIT}&lt;br /&gt;Ok I decided to be nice and entertain you guys/girls/cats/hamsters/goldfishes/GOODNESS-KNOWS-WHAT-ELSE (delete whichever is applicable) with a quiz so here you go (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Letter 'A'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you Available?~&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm 4 timing my "boyfriends;" namely my A Maths TB, my E Maths TB, my Chem TB and my Chem TYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your Age?~&lt;br /&gt;115 going on 16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Annoys you?~&lt;br /&gt;Not understanding things that I should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'B'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you live in a Big house?~&lt;br /&gt;Not quite... but good enough for me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is your Birthday?~&lt;br /&gt;140492&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'C'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite Chocolate?~&lt;br /&gt;Milk chocolate with grape gummies in them :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's your Crush?~&lt;br /&gt;Not telling! X:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you Cried?~&lt;br /&gt;Errr... yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'D'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you Daydream?~&lt;br /&gt;24/7. Hey, a girl can dream, right? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite kind of Dog?~&lt;br /&gt;GOLDIES! And huskies and labradors :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Day of the week is it?~&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'E'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been inthe emergency room?~&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you had a crush dat startsw/letter E?~&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'F'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Flower?~&lt;br /&gt;Spider lilies♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'G'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you chew Gum?~&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I can :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a Giver or a taker?~&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmm... taker XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'H'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your Height?~&lt;br /&gt;172 T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color is your Hair?~&lt;br /&gt;Extremely dark brown. I NEED TO CUT MY HAIRRRR D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'I'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite Ice cream?~&lt;br /&gt;Ben&amp;amp;Jerry's Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever Ice skated?~&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Not gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you play an Instrument?~&lt;br /&gt;I WANT to! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'J'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite Jelly bean?~&lt;br /&gt;Burnt caramel (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever heard a really hilarious Joke?~&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear Jewelery?~&lt;br /&gt;My chain with a cross pendant (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'K'&lt;br /&gt;Who do you want to Kill?~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Can I not say anything?&lt;/strike&gt; THOU SHALT NOT KILL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want Kids?~&lt;br /&gt;Urghhh... I'm only 15+ for goodness sake, why do I need to think THAT far?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'M'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats your favorite Movie?~&lt;br /&gt;Too many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you still watch Disney Movies?~&lt;br /&gt;YES! But not the stuff for teens, those are overrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like Mangoes?~&lt;br /&gt;Depends (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'N'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a Nickname?~&lt;br /&gt;Carol, Lyn (only applicable to family) and most recently CRAYON T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite Number?~&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer Night over day?~&lt;br /&gt;I'm nocturnal. Go figure (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'O'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats your One wish?~&lt;br /&gt;To grow closer to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'P'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What one fear are you most Paranoid about?~&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmm... water. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's a Personality trait you look for in the opposite sex you like?~&lt;br /&gt;Humour. Definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you Quick to judge people?~&lt;br /&gt;Depends on their maturity level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'R'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you watch Reality tv?~&lt;br /&gt;Can't be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'S'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer sun or rain?~&lt;br /&gt;Rain :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like Snow?~&lt;br /&gt;Never seen it before. I'm a deprived child, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'T'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Time is it?~&lt;br /&gt;10.05 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What time did you wake up?~&lt;br /&gt;6am T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'V'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats the worst veggie?~&lt;br /&gt;Bittergourd... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you want to go on Vacation?~&lt;br /&gt;ISTANBUL! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'W&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your Worst habit?~&lt;br /&gt;Being a drama queen when something pisses me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'X'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had an X-ray?~&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you own a xylophone?~&lt;br /&gt;Errr... don't remember whether I had one when I was younger but now the answer's no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'Y'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like the color yellow?~&lt;br /&gt;EWW NO. Reminds me of the choir gown :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Year were you born in?~&lt;br /&gt;1992&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats one thing you Yearn for?~&lt;br /&gt;GOD. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'Z'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats your Zodiac sign?~&lt;br /&gt;Aries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in the zodiac?~&lt;br /&gt;No cos only God knows my future :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm done so buhbye (:&lt;br /&gt;{/EDIT}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-6440699770052821596?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/6440699770052821596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=6440699770052821596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/6440699770052821596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/6440699770052821596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/01/to-its-me1-cant-be-bothered-with-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-6606640516029961570</id><published>2008-01-14T22:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T22:06:14.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After the previous post, I received an SMS that really disoriented me. I'm still feeling the aftermath. No, it's not dizzying headaches or anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel like crying. Really, really, badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really wanna know how I'm feeling now? It's expressed in the stanza from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tears in Heaven&lt;/span&gt; (right now I'm so dishevelled I can't even express my feelings in my own words, that's how badly it affected me):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Time can bring you down&lt;br /&gt;Time can bend your knee&lt;br /&gt;Time can break your heart&lt;br /&gt;Have you begging please&lt;br /&gt;Begging please&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, as I ask for your forgiveness, the pearls of my tears speed up to a steady stream as I bid you adieu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-6606640516029961570?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/6606640516029961570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=6606640516029961570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/6606640516029961570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/6606640516029961570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/01/after-previous-post-i-received-sms-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-8142869057636790583</id><published>2008-01-14T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T19:32:40.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Choir prac today was /: and |:&lt; cos of something entirely STUPID. Ah well, let's just ignore the past (:  Anyway, went to Tiong with Abigail to buy candy for tomorrow (mainly to keep me awake during the 2 free periods while everyone else is suffering in CL. Thank goodness I dropped to CLB! :D) so YAY! :D On my way home, while waiting for the bus, I bumped into CassandraKwek(?), so chatted for a while, then she had to go off. She offered me free Bio tuition! Hahah lol (: But I think I'd better fight the battle of 'O' Levels on my own for the time being. As in, I'll try to digest the topic of Homeostasis in manageable bits. If I really can't make it then I guess I'll call on help /: But I believe that ALL THINGS ARE POSSIBLE WITH GOD, so I'm secure in the fact that He will guide me through this perilous journey of the toughest exam of my life (so far). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Ok, after 'O's, I'm gonna do the following: &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;THANK GOD IT'S OVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;PANIC. For about 5 mins. XD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;CELEBRATE! By slacking my life away (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn the harmony part for "The Prayer"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn "Canto Alla Vita"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn "Starry Starry Night"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;PICK UP GUITAR. I've been wanting to do so for the past goodness knows how many years but I call myself the procrastinator for a reason. Heh (X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn "Tears in Heaven"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pick up Italian/ Indian dance/ tabla.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;GET A PART TIME JOB. For money to buy my own stuff (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;You notice how many things I wanna learn? LOL! XD But hey, after 'O's, what am I to do to keep myself busy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and this is the year where my sister would let me officially date after 'O' Levels! 0_0 Shocking, I know, but right now, my boy radar doesn't have any batteries or whatever so no targets. I mean, I do have a crush on someone but that's not my priority now lah (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, of course I'm not telling you who I've got a crush on. Only 1 person knows so far (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this was a highly random post so I'm off now. Buhbye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-8142869057636790583?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/8142869057636790583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=8142869057636790583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/8142869057636790583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/8142869057636790583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/01/choir-prac-today-was-and-cos-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-8520258262723485321</id><published>2008-01-13T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T22:02:10.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have The Choirboys of "Tears in Heaven" now. It's making me even more teary eyed than the original one cos their sweet innocent voices kinda (extremely cliched, but) pulls at your heartstrings and make you go "awwww..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Lenice's birthday party next Sunday :D Am pretty excited about it cos she's one of my closer gal pals lah. I mean, Krystle, Lenice, Shalyn, Jayni and Melody, along with the rest of the gang and Chui Yi are the only girls I actually talk TALK to whenever I'm at church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The only paragraph is only applicable to people over at Trinity@Adam. Trinity@PL is another thing altogether.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thinking about the party brought me to the incident that occurred after the Christmas event in 2006, where I was so scared of losing their friendship cos of things I said about then whenever I talked to Chris. Up to this day I really thank God for letting them forgive me after I told them the truth. And I also thank God for making me learn who my true friends really ARE, and what it means to love others as you love yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in case you're wondering, I AM willing to die for my friends. It may sound cliched to you but I seriousy would, that's how much they mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realised what made me take so long to break any ties with Chris: fear. I wasn't scared of what he'd do to me, it was more like I was scared of what effects it would have on him. Personally, it was really hard pulling out of the friendship even though I was getting hurt by his arrogance all the time but it was probably a breaking point that made me finally pluck up the courage to say enough is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong; I still love him as a brother but I just don't want to talk to him anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, the past is the past for a reason. Time to let go and let God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am off (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-8520258262723485321?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/8520258262723485321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=8520258262723485321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/8520258262723485321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/8520258262723485321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-have-choirboys-of-tears-in-heaven-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-7673660148272249557</id><published>2008-01-11T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T21:02:06.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tears in Heaven- Eric Clapton&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you know my name&lt;br /&gt;If I saw you in heaven&lt;br /&gt;Will it be the same&lt;br /&gt;If I saw you in heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be strong, and carry on&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know I don't belong&lt;br /&gt;Here in heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you hold my hand&lt;br /&gt;If I saw you in heaven&lt;br /&gt;Would you help me stand&lt;br /&gt;If I saw you in heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll find my way, through night and day&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know I just can't stay&lt;br /&gt;Here in heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time can bring you down&lt;br /&gt;Time can bend your knee&lt;br /&gt;Time can break your heart&lt;br /&gt;Have you begging please&lt;br /&gt;Begging please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(instrumental)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the door&lt;br /&gt;There's peace I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;And I know there'll be no more...&lt;br /&gt;Tears in heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you know my name&lt;br /&gt;If I saw you in heaven&lt;br /&gt;Will it be the same&lt;br /&gt;If I saw you in heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be strong, and carry on&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know I don't belong&lt;br /&gt;Here in heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know I don't belong&lt;br /&gt;Here in heaven &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song gets me all teary eyed everytime I listen to it. To the casual eye, it may be a sappy love song but if you actually research about it (I stumbled upon a Wikipedia article about this song), it's actually a ballad about the death of his 4 year old son. Wow, talk about a father's love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nothing can beat God's love for us :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-7673660148272249557?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/7673660148272249557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=7673660148272249557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/7673660148272249557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/7673660148272249557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/01/tears-in-heaven-eric-clapton-would-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-7480541534853830158</id><published>2008-01-10T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T19:34:31.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I HAVE CANTO ALLA VITA IN MY LAPTOP MUSIC COLLECTION NOW! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As well as Tears in Heaven, The Prayer and Starry Starry Night. I was searching high and low for those songs lah! I'm a happy happy girl now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Prayer- Josh Groban (-fangirl squeal!-) ft. Charlotte Church.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray you'll be our eyes&lt;br /&gt;And watch us where we go&lt;br /&gt;And help us to be wise&lt;br /&gt;In times when we don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let this be our prayer&lt;br /&gt;As we go our way&lt;br /&gt;Lead us to a place&lt;br /&gt;Guide us with your Grace&lt;br /&gt;To a place where we'll be safe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La luce che tu dai&lt;br /&gt;(I pray we'll find your light)&lt;br /&gt;Nel cuore restera&lt;br /&gt;(And hold it in our hearts)&lt;br /&gt;A ricordarci che&lt;br /&gt;(When stars go out each night)&lt;br /&gt;L'eterna stella sei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nella mia preghiera&lt;br /&gt;(Let this be our prayer)&lt;br /&gt;Quanta fede c'e&lt;br /&gt;(When shadows fill our day)&lt;br /&gt;Lead us to a place&lt;br /&gt;Guide us with your grace&lt;br /&gt;Give us faith so we'll be safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sogniamo un mondo senza piu violenza&lt;br /&gt;Un mondo di giustizia e di speranza&lt;br /&gt;Ognuno dia la mano al suo vicino&lt;br /&gt;Simbolo di pace e di fraternita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La forza che ci dai&lt;br /&gt;(We ask that life be kind)&lt;br /&gt;E'il desiderio che&lt;br /&gt;(And watch us from above)&lt;br /&gt;Ognuno trovi amore&lt;br /&gt;(We hope each soul will find)&lt;br /&gt;Intorno e dentro a se&lt;br /&gt;(Another soul to love)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let this be our prayer&lt;br /&gt;(Let this be our prayer)&lt;br /&gt;Just like every child&lt;br /&gt;(Just like every child)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needs to find a place,&lt;br /&gt;Guide us with your grace&lt;br /&gt;Give us faith so we'll be safe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E la fede che&lt;br /&gt;Hai acceso in noi&lt;br /&gt;Sento che ci salvera&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to learn Charlotte Church's part for this song (:&lt;br /&gt;Now excuse me while I go have a fangirl moment (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-7480541534853830158?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/7480541534853830158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=7480541534853830158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/7480541534853830158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/7480541534853830158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-have-canto-alla-vita-in-my-laptop.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-7912049611372266499</id><published>2008-01-09T19:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T19:34:24.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/R4SwMiSJM2I/AAAAAAAAAEA/DiQNM1xlNs0/s1600-h/lol+cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/R4SwMiSJM2I/AAAAAAAAAEA/DiQNM1xlNs0/s320/lol+cat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153437603026514786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH LOVE THIS PIC. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the new male, Filipino conductor for the STC choir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS A FLIPPING SOPRANO! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously! I went into choir prac thinking that he'd be a tenor or a bass, but he ended up not being able to sing the A2s part for Donna Donna! 0_0 Ah well, I'm leaving in April anywayyyy, so I shouldn't really be concerned. And when I heard about his accent not being clear, I thought it would only be a slight sccent but it turned out to be a heavy one -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learnt: Don't assume! Hahahah XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's all so buhbye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-7912049611372266499?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/7912049611372266499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=7912049611372266499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/7912049611372266499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/7912049611372266499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/01/hahahah-love-this-pic.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/R4SwMiSJM2I/AAAAAAAAAEA/DiQNM1xlNs0/s72-c/lol+cat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-3793007234916283759</id><published>2008-01-08T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T17:38:23.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm on MC till tomorrow cos I've got a hacking cough and a sore throat (since yesterday. I just went to the doctor today). But tomorrow's such an important day cos the Sec 1s are coming into choir. And I can't afford miss out on lessons, it's gonna affect my knowledge! I'm really praying really hard in my heart now even as I type this out, I really don't wanna miss out on lessons. ESPECIALLY not Lit or Maths, on account that I'm fumbling with those 2 subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, I've accepted the fact that my Lit essays may not be good enough for the teachers because my points are so weak. I WILL PERSEVERE AND TRY HARDER! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not worried about myself, I'm more worried about my sis cos she was so depressed yesterday when she got the bad news that she didn't make it into Cambridge (WHY THE HECK DID CAMBRIDGE REJECT SUCH AN INTELLIGENT PERSON LIKE HER IS ALSO A MYSTERY TO ME). The worst part? They didn't wait for her 'A' Level results to be released. She worked so hard only to see her efforts torn to shreds and flutter all around her. I'm praying for her to feel God's love and peace in her heart now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pray along with me okie? Please and thank you (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-3793007234916283759?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/3793007234916283759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=3793007234916283759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/3793007234916283759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/3793007234916283759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-on-mc-till-tomorrow-cos-ive-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-7461380847190061025</id><published>2008-01-07T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T18:39:41.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To Satan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you this here and now;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;NOTHING YOU SAY OR DO WILL DISTRACT ME FROM DOING MY BEST TO GLORIFY GOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;u&gt;STOP&lt;/u&gt; telling me I'm not gonna make it, &lt;u&gt;STOP&lt;/u&gt; telling me that I won't achieve 9 points for 'O' Levels, &lt;u&gt;STOP&lt;/u&gt; trying to distract me with insignificant problems, &lt;u&gt;STOP&lt;/u&gt; preventing my sister from being saved and &lt;u&gt;STOP&lt;/u&gt; infecting my father with lies about Christianity because I know this and I'm gonna shout it out loud:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;ALL THINGS ARE POSSIBLE WITH GOD! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So SHOO!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I'm gonna stand firm on my foundation and I WILL grow in my faith with GOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-7461380847190061025?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/7461380847190061025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=7461380847190061025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/7461380847190061025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/7461380847190061025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/01/to-satan-im-telling-you-this-here-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-4563816529555724367</id><published>2008-01-06T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T22:46:38.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This post is entirely random. It's a just-read-and-laugh thingamajig so if you're not prepared for it then SHOO! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's just a convo snippet between Derek and I, so just read and giggle along. It's pretty obvious who is who so yeah, use your brains if you're too lazy to figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Note: There's supposed to be an XD emoticon in the blank bits so go fill it in on your own, okie? :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;100% CarolynFahJingwen. And she got it from her mama ;D says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;i'm like sniffling away. i think i need to plug tissue up my nose soon XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;PLUG AND TAKE A PIC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;100% CarolynFahJingwen. And she got it from her mama ;D says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;NOOOO! SO UNGLAMMMMM! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the point is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;100% CarolynFahJingwen. And she got it from her mama ;D says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;whaaaat point are you talking abt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;100% CarolynFahJingwen. And she got it from her mama ;D says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;there's no point in taking an unglam photo of myself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;there is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;upload it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;hahahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;make a skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;100% CarolynFahJingwen. And she got it from her mama ;D says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;CRAZY ARH?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it got to this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;100% CarolynFahJingwen. And she got it from her mama ;D says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;i don't suppose you'd want any butterflies in the pic right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;100% CarolynFahJingwen. And she got it from her mama ;D says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;no pretty butters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;100% CarolynFahJingwen. And she got it from her mama ;D says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;kidding, kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;100% CarolynFahJingwen. And she got it from her mama ;D says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;butters? sounds like pictures of tubs o butter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;100% CarolynFahJingwen. And she got it from her mama ;D says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;*of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;100% CarolynFahJingwen. And she got it from her mama ;D says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;yuck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;so fattening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;fattening blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;100% CarolynFahJingwen. And she got it from her mama ;D says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;eew, nasty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;100% CarolynFahJingwen. And she got it from her mama ;D says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;serving suggestion: one view per week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;100% CarolynFahJingwen. And she got it from her mama ;D says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;no. of calories: 1000 kcal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;100% CarolynFahJingwen. And she got it from her mama ;D says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAHAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;no!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MY BLOG VISITS WILL DO WAY DOWN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;100% CarolynFahJingwen. And she got it from her mama ;D says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;teehee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YESYES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;should have slimming pills picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;then text: visit to slim down, serving suggestion, many views per week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;100% CarolynFahJingwen. And she got it from her mama ;D says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;100% CarolynFahJingwen. And she got it from her mama ;D says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;zomg so random &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;got link ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the butter and the pills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;100% CarolynFahJingwen. And she got it from her mama ;D says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;butter take up half the pic, slimming pills take up the other half.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHAT IRONY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHICH ONE SHOULD I TAKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;100% CarolynFahJingwen. And she got it from her mama ;D says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;they can neutralise each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;100% CarolynFahJingwen. And she got it from her mama ;D says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;eh, it's not acid+ alkali reaction, what am i talking about? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;100% CarolynFahJingwen. And she got it from her mama ;D says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;you take slimming pills you'll become anorexic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;100% CarolynFahJingwen. And she got it from her mama ;D says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;you take butter, you become OBESE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;should totally create a post liddat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this: (last bit already! :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;100% CarolynFahJingwen. And she got it from her mama ;D says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;check first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;twit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transfer of "i don't know what i'm doing0_0.PNG" is complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;100% CarolynFahJingwen. And she got it from her mama ;D says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;what twit?! 0_0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;okok that'll do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;oops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;i mean wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;twit.. wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;its so off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;100% CarolynFahJingwen. And she got it from her mama ;D says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;iI dUnCh tYpE lIeK dIs w0rXzXzXz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;100% CarolynFahJingwen. And she got it from her mama ;D says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;SHOP IT FREAK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;HAHAHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;*STOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;I GTG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;100% CarolynFahJingwen. And she got it from her mama ;D says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;HAHAH OKIE. BUHBYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;LOVES MANY MANY FOR DOING UP BLOGSKINS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;THANKS A BUNCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;100% CarolynFahJingwen. And she got it from her mama ;D says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;no problemo. : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;I MEAN, THANKS MANY BUMCHEDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;*BUNCHES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEREK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;byex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;100% CarolynFahJingwen. And she got it from her mama ;D says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;buaiixx. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the end of the nonsense! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiyah, Mr Lee, Mr Lee; SO MANY TYPO ERRORS! XD So you can be the drama king AND the typo king! XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie that's all so buhbye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-4563816529555724367?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/4563816529555724367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=4563816529555724367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/4563816529555724367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/4563816529555724367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-post-is-entirely-random.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-8076647850459945253</id><published>2008-01-02T21:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T21:46:45.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First day of school was... MESSY.&lt;br /&gt;Irritating timetable -.-&lt;br /&gt;And I seriously hate the list of teachers I have lah. URGHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I don't wanna talk about today. Bleahx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-8076647850459945253?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/8076647850459945253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=8076647850459945253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/8076647850459945253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/8076647850459945253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-day-of-school-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-4031615779238790904</id><published>2007-12-31T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T19:02:13.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR IN ADVANCE PEOPLE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be at Watchnight celebrating later, so I might as well wish you readers out there now (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-4031615779238790904?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/4031615779238790904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=4031615779238790904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/4031615779238790904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/4031615779238790904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-new-year-in-advance-people-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-3189502806623545861</id><published>2007-12-26T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T22:35:37.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I CAN'T KEEP MYSELF AWAY FROM &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;INNUENDO&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ok that just came out wrong so go and take your mind out of the gutter now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err... for the uninitiated, Innuendo is my sexayye thief that's training to be an assassin in the world of Ragnarok Online. Why the name Innuendo? Ask my sister. XD And just for your info (for those who don't know), innuendo means a subtle hint, usually of a sexually explicit nature. This is what happens if you let my sister name your characters for you. X) But I still love my knight in shining armour (who's also in Ragnarok Online) a.k.a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Serith&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this was a random post so you can leave now. Buhbye people (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Just a point to note, both Serith and Innuendo are female. They're sisters lah (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-3189502806623545861?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/3189502806623545861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=3189502806623545861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/3189502806623545861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/3189502806623545861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-cant-keep-myself-away-from-innuendo.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-4215141765144720737</id><published>2007-12-24T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T15:48:27.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>According to &lt;a href="http://www.chijsttheresasconvent.moe.edu.sg/teaching_staff_info.aspx"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt;, my form teacher for next year is that ASDFGHJKL woman who's so flipping biased against me. URGHHHHH. Not looking forward to school reopening lahhh -.- But I can't wait for NEXT YEAR to end already. I'm crazy, I know. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, performance at the Bird Park today was /: No one bothered sticking around for the whole performance, they just took pictures of the choir singing and left. Kinda wasted our time there -.- But after the performance, Abigail, WanYee and I went exploring. I LOVE THE PENGUINS LAH! THEY'RE OH SO CUTE (: The flamingo enclosure and the African Grassland birds enclosure, on he other hand, smelt HORRIBLE. No one mention the word flamingo to me EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after exploring, lunch with Abigail and Jurong Point, then explored the place and it was HOMEWARD BOUND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's all so buhye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-4215141765144720737?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/4215141765144720737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=4215141765144720737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/4215141765144720737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/4215141765144720737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/12/according-to-this-my-form-teacher-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-7124597763779562756</id><published>2007-12-23T17:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T17:41:24.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. So what will we call you?-&lt;br /&gt;Carolyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. And how old are you?-&lt;br /&gt;15, 16 next year (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You see your bf kissing another,what would you do?-&lt;br /&gt;Not that I have a boyfriend or anything, but if that ever happened I'd walk over to him, kick him, break up with him and tell the other girl all the bad things about him. Ok I'm not THAT mean but I'd just break up with him without telling him why I guess /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Yay!You got a free holiday,South America or North Korea?-&lt;br /&gt;Errr... South America I guess /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What would you do if a teacher of the opposite sex hit on you?-&lt;br /&gt;Call 999 and have him arrested for sexual harrassment. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Right now do you prefer a Strawberry Milkshake or a Banana?-&lt;br /&gt;Neither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Is your phone within a meter radius of you?-&lt;br /&gt;It's right in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Wait, are you a guy or a chick?-&lt;br /&gt;LOOK AT MY NAME LAH. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What are you wearing?-&lt;br /&gt;Black shirt and school shorts XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What color is the thing you are sitting on right now?-&lt;br /&gt;Black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Are you doing this just because you're bored?-&lt;br /&gt;Duh! You think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What season is it right now?&lt;br /&gt;Monsoon season. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who do you think you're going to spend New Year's with?-&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully in church for Watchnight service then with family (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Was last New Year's enjoyable?-&lt;br /&gt;Errr... not much difference actually /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I'll betcha you miss someone right now.-&lt;br /&gt;Not telling X:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Can you type over 60 words per minute?-&lt;br /&gt;Never bothered measuring. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Are you high?-&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. McDonalds or KFC?-&lt;br /&gt;Err... McDonalds. KFC reminds me too much of NDP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Krispy Kreme,Donut King or Wendy's?-&lt;br /&gt;KRISPY KREMES! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.Target, Wal-Mart or K-Mart?-&lt;br /&gt;No idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What color is your top?-&lt;br /&gt;Black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Is that color your favorite?-&lt;br /&gt;Yup (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Is there a high chance of you going out to the movies soon?-&lt;br /&gt;Errr.... nope. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Something that's bothering you right at this moment?-&lt;br /&gt;Personal stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. How smart do you think you are?-&lt;br /&gt;Pretty smart, I guess /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Can you surf?-&lt;br /&gt;No. I've got an irrational fear of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Are you easily scared by horror/thriller films?-&lt;br /&gt;Not anymore after watching Hannibal and Silence of the Lambs -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. If you were given $100,would you spend it,or save it?-&lt;br /&gt;Depends. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.If there was a large spider in the room,would you stay?-&lt;br /&gt;I would, but I'd be quite squeamish. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What time is it?-&lt;br /&gt;5.27 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.What do you wear to bed?-&lt;br /&gt;Clothes, duh. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.Would you ever become a vegetarian or even vegan?-&lt;br /&gt;I would DIE without meat lah! XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.Where are you right now?-&lt;br /&gt;Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36.Do you think your crush likes another?-&lt;br /&gt;Probably /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37.what is your desktop picture?-&lt;br /&gt;A grunt on a photocopier. It's a Halo thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38.Can you swim well?-&lt;br /&gt;Please refer to question 28.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.Do you shop for clothes?-&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40.Where do you think your crush is right now?-&lt;br /&gt;Errr... just because I have a crush on the person doesn't mean I have to STALK him right? XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41.And what are they doing?-&lt;br /&gt;Who? o_0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42.Do you believe in ghosts?-&lt;br /&gt;Nope (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43.Would you rather go to Tokyo or Paris?-&lt;br /&gt;Can I go to both? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44.How about Melbourne or Rome?-&lt;br /&gt;Rome. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Do you have a guitar in your house?-&lt;br /&gt;It's my sister's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46.Are you listening to music right now?-&lt;br /&gt;Built to Last by Melee (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47.Who else is in the room with you?-&lt;br /&gt;No one (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48.In winter, would you rather wear jackets or hoodies?-&lt;br /&gt;Hoodies :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49.D o you wish you were somewhere else right now?-&lt;br /&gt;YES. I've got cabin fever T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 .How often do you get onto multiply?-&lt;br /&gt;I don't use Multiply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51.How long can you go without your mobile phone?-&lt;br /&gt;5 days at the very most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52 Do you have any enemies?-&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53.What are you doing?-&lt;br /&gt;This.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~another quiz~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Did you cry today?-&lt;br /&gt;Not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What were you doing at 8:00 this morning?-&lt;br /&gt;I was in Happy Concussion Land. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What were you doing 30 minutes ago?-&lt;br /&gt;Getting my hair cut -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Are you in a relationship?-&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Single but unavailable (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Three words to explain why you last threw up?-&lt;br /&gt;I. Can't. Remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What color is your hairbrush?-&lt;br /&gt;Blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 . What was the last thing you bought?-&lt;br /&gt;Wrapping paper -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you think you're attractive?-&lt;br /&gt;It's up to other people to decide lah. Right now I don't really care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Who is your boyfriend/girlfriend?-&lt;br /&gt;Non-existent (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 . Where do you keep your money?-&lt;br /&gt;In my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What was the weather like today?-&lt;br /&gt;Blazing hot, then freezing cold -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Where did your last hug take place?-&lt;br /&gt;In church yesterday (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 . Favorite energy drink?-&lt;br /&gt;Gatorade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Who are you talkin to?-&lt;br /&gt;No one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Do you miss someone?-&lt;br /&gt;X: Not telling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Are you random?-&lt;br /&gt;What happened to question 17? Err... does that prove it? XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 . Do you want to cut your hair?-&lt;br /&gt;Just cut it an hour ago (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Are you over the age of 25?-&lt;br /&gt;Not yet. Wait for 10 years. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you talk a lot?-&lt;br /&gt;Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 . Do you know anyone named Daisy?-&lt;br /&gt;Errr... no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Do you listen to the radio?-&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Last thing you ate/drank?-&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi Max and a pear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 . Do you make up your own words?-&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes by accident :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Are you ticklish?-&lt;br /&gt;Very. I scream when people try to tickle me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Are you typically a jealous person?-&lt;br /&gt;Depending on the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 . Favorite animal?-&lt;br /&gt;Cats (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 . Name someone whose name starts with the letter "R"?-&lt;br /&gt;Errr... I'm actually not very close to those whose names start with "R".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Who's the last person to call you?-&lt;br /&gt;Sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Who's the last person you called?-&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember X:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Do you chew on your straws?-&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Do you have curly hair?-&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34 . What is the next concert you're going to?-&lt;br /&gt;No idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35 . Where did you go today?-&lt;br /&gt;Chinatown Point T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. What is something you say a lot?-&lt;br /&gt;GAHHHHHHH. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Have you seen the movie 'Donniedarko'?-&lt;br /&gt;Err... no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40 Do you have to work tomorrow?-&lt;br /&gt;Unless you count performing at the flipping Bird Park tomorrow as working then no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. What's your favorite band/artist?-&lt;br /&gt;Too many :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42 . Who was the last person you said "I love you" to?-&lt;br /&gt;God (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. What should you be doing right now?-&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely NOTHING! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Do you have a fetish?-&lt;br /&gt;For chocolate? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Are you a heavy sleeper?-&lt;br /&gt;YES! And I'm proud of it XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46 .What was the best movie you've seen in the past two weeks?-&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47 . When was the last time you did the dishes?-&lt;br /&gt;Last week-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Who was the last person you hugged?-&lt;br /&gt;Krystle! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-7124597763779562756?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/7124597763779562756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=7124597763779562756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/7124597763779562756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/7124597763779562756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/12/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-5132696589182047895</id><published>2007-12-23T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T16:46:22.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's no point blogging about my Bali trip cos it was basically just shopping, eating and slacking :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went for The Father's Love yesterday. Loved the songs lah, they were so cute! :D The event itself was amazing (: And the best part? My family was there to experience it! I mean, at least they bothered to go (: Not like my dad, who promised he'd call me but never did -.- So I passed out the presents, need to get more presents for people. I'm going broke lah X:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm... that's all so buhbye I guess /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;FELIZ NAVIDAD IN ADVANCE PEOPLE! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Feiz Navidad= Merry Christmas, in case you guys didn't know.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-5132696589182047895?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/5132696589182047895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=5132696589182047895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/5132696589182047895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/5132696589182047895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/12/theres-no-point-blogging-about-my-bali.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-7897305936131445270</id><published>2007-12-17T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T17:11:44.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I'VE GOT THE IGNYTE HOODIE~~~! WOOOTS! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, random-ness aside, here's a recap on the weekend+ today before I set off for Bali TOMORROW! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;I actually wore boots to church! Ok, they were my sister's but she said I could use them since she doesn't know what to wear them with. I love having a 29 year old sister sometimes, the clothes that she passes down to me are just AMAZING. Ok you can ignore that bit. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, serving at the Tech Team counter made me super duper stressed lah! And I didn't really listen to PGC's sermon cos I was busy freaking out at the Tech team counter. I NEED TO STOP PANICKING! XP Sorry Bryan and Faith for stressing out on you guys, especially since you two are new but managed to handle things better than I did. You two don't learn all the bad things from me hor! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... after service, went to the Meeting Place for the promotional exercise thing. I'm still in the same group as Chui Yi! But the adult leaders aren't confirmed yet /: So, after promotional exercise, hung out with Krystle and her family in church for a while before heading to Vivo city :D Super fun! Krystle, Shairel (her younger sister), their aunt and I were going all over the pace window shopping. I nearly killed Krystle by acting ah lian in Forever 21. You really don't want to know what I did :P So after Forever 21, went to Topshop and Zara to look at clothes and shades :D Then I had to head home ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Yesterday&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;TRINITY@PL! :D I didn't get lost! Hahah X) Anyway, the moment I reached, I headed to Hans to wait for Mr Jonathan Siow. Saw Shiny while I was waiting :D Jonathan came, then we joined Alvin (who didn't recognise me -.-) and Kevin for our own informal pre-service prayer/ breakfast (OK, fine, Alvin and Kevin ate while Jon and I were stoning. Or at least, I was stoning and scratching at the sandfly bites, I'm not too sure about Jon. XD). Then -he- came to the table, and it kinda dampened my state of euphoria a bit. I think everyone at the table noticed, but didn't say anything /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, moving on... Service was amazing! Especially praise :D And the sermon really spoke to me. Cos God told me to set aside my arrogance and stubbornness when PDa was talking about dying to ourselves to serve God. Also, yesterday I was praying so fervently, it was amazing lah! After service, hung out with Jon and Alvin (which actually meant following them all over the Summit) when they were going through the seating arrangement for next year. After settling the seating arrangement, hung out in church for a while more. Got a big big hug from Hannah (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the oddest thing happened. While I was hanging out with Jon and Alvin (which meant whacking Jon on the back for "bullying" me XD), -he- came up to me and said sorry. The weird part?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For the life of me, I had absolutely no idea what he was talking about for once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously! I was super stunned! But I just said OK without thinking? o_0 After that, the whole group of us hung out for a while, then Jon, Alvin and I headed to East Point for lunch. The trip there was super retarded cos Jon was singing the campfire song from Spongebob Squarepants -.- Then Alvin was messaging his... erm... STALKER, then she asked him about what kind of girls he liked. So Jon and I asked him what he would reply, then this happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(OK I forgot the earlier bits but this point onwards was the bit I remember)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Alvin: ... the girl must like dogs, must be in Tech Team, must have a unique last name...&lt;br /&gt;Me: -stops him halfway- MUST be in Tech Team one arh?&lt;br /&gt;Jon: Can guess already lah! -insertnamehere- lor!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Huh? She tech team one meh?&lt;br /&gt;Jon: She in Sound what!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(more bits which I forgot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were laughing away on the train ride to Simei XD Then we reached Simei and went to the KFC outlet at East Point, where the retarded-ness truly began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was super funny lah! Cos Jon and Alvin were trying to make me go into a bimbo fit by singing "Girlfriend" and "My Love," among other random songs, but it didn't work. XD Then Alvin started burping so much in the KFC outlet, I threw the burger wrapper at him. BUT IT FLEW TOWARDS THE TABLE BEHIND HIM INSTEAD! XD At least it landed on the floor next to the table. So I picked it up and threw it away. To make up for that mistake of not hitting him? I finished my drink, picked out an ice cube and put it down his shirt. XD After lunch, it was homeward bound for the three of us, being nonsensical along the way of course :D So after the two of them departed the train, I had to fight down my fit of giggles in the middle of the train XD So reached home, then I slacked the rest of the way XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Today&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much. Choir practice was a bore as usual. Bleahx. Am now playing Ragnarok Online (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that should be enough to keep you entertained while I'm at Bali so buhbye people (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I'm making my blog public again, but if any anonymous people start spamming my tagboard I'll make my blog friends only again. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-7897305936131445270?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/7897305936131445270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=7897305936131445270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/7897305936131445270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/7897305936131445270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/12/ive-got-ignyte-hoodie-wooots-d-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-8344529455949433017</id><published>2007-12-14T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T21:38:30.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm too lazy+ tired to update about OBS so no, I won't be blogging about it. XP anyway, TAG REPLIES! After many many many days of procrastinating XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fenrir&lt;/span&gt;: Now now, don't be mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rtrlctrc&lt;/span&gt;: Bleah, my brain juices ain't working, I think they got sucked out while I was in OBS. XP And what's wrong with the latest quiz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jan&lt;/span&gt;: Go read my archives, it's somewhere there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sharmaine&lt;/span&gt;: I can't be bothered about choir anymore. Seriously XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Derek&lt;/span&gt;: Now all you have to do is link me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's all so buhbye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-8344529455949433017?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/8344529455949433017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=8344529455949433017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/8344529455949433017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/8344529455949433017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-too-lazy-tired-to-update-about-obs.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-1570401107339619205</id><published>2007-12-07T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T14:59:30.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;From &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Teenage Workbook&lt;/span&gt; by Adrian Tan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Q: Why are attractive, popular women always shunned by nice guys?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Because they are attractive and popular. You see, beauty can be a great handicap. Let me explain. First, let's divide men into two types: the arrogant and the modest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The arrogant types think highly of themselves. They walk about flamboyantly at parties wearing designer clothing, speaking in loud voices, putting on airs. They have a strange idea that women will collapse at their feet the moment they talk to them. No woman is too good for them. They will thus try to date attractive women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The modest men are the opposite. Quiet and unobtrusive, they keep their sights low because they think that few women will ever be interested in them. They will thus admire attractive women from afar, but refrain from asking them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus the poor pretty girl is left with a collection of swollen-headed, big-mouthed, over-confident boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it's not so great to be great-looking.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is HILARIOUS lah. And it also explains a lot. I think most of the girls I know would second this. HAHAH XD As for the guys... well, they can argue all they want, but I seriously believe this cos I've seen it happen. Lol. Anyway, yes, I bought &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Teenage Workbook&lt;/span&gt; yesterday and finished reading it in 1 and a half hours. So I've officially read BOTH &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Teenage Textbook&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Teenage Workbook&lt;/span&gt;. Man, I love these books. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok enough of my spazzing so buhbye people (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-1570401107339619205?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/1570401107339619205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=1570401107339619205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/1570401107339619205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/1570401107339619205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/12/from-teenage-workbook-by-adrian-tan-q.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-5906901019903787525</id><published>2007-12-05T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T01:04:53.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Name 25 friends right now, in no particular order.&lt;br /&gt;1] Krystle {She'll never read it but whatever lah /:}&lt;br /&gt;2] Davelle {Same as above}&lt;br /&gt;3] Lenice {Same as above}&lt;br /&gt;4] Carolyn CHONG {She'll definitely never read this. When's she coming back to church?! I miss her already ):}&lt;br /&gt;5] Sharmaine! :D {We should go out soon. LOL.}&lt;br /&gt;6] Joshua Au {I'll FORBID my "son" from reading this. XD}&lt;br /&gt;7] Alvin Lim {Hahah, I just need Alvin's email address so that he can read this. Lol.}&lt;br /&gt;8] XianFeng {Beats me why his name suddenly popped up in my head when I was racking my brains for more names to put down. LOL.}&lt;br /&gt;9] Jonathan Siow {Ok... I'm seriously running out of names... kidding lah, be honoured your name appeared here (:}&lt;br /&gt;10] Hannah Tan {I miss her ):}&lt;br /&gt;11] Jean Ho {ROAR! Insane People for Christ Association President; of course the president of the organisation she invited me into has a place here (:}&lt;br /&gt;12] Gabriel Wu {a.k.a He-Who-Deals-With-My-Incessant-Poking-With-The-Patience-Of-A-Saint. Wow, a long nickname for him! XD}&lt;br /&gt;13] Fenrir {The pet CHIHUAHUA who thinks he's a werewolf.}&lt;br /&gt;14] Retroelectric {a.k.a the quiz stealer. XD}&lt;br /&gt;15] Abigail {Put us together and we'll re-enact the Guiness ad with the penguins. XD}&lt;br /&gt;16] Lee Jing {Haven't seen her in DONKEY YEARS.}&lt;br /&gt;17] Nash! {Ohmygosh I nearly forgot her! D:}&lt;br /&gt;18] Victoria {Haven't seen her since what, PRIMARY SCHOOL?!}&lt;br /&gt;19] Pearl Tay {Tech team junior (:}&lt;br /&gt;20] Priscilla Chin {SIREN! :D}&lt;br /&gt;21] Amy {SIREN numbuh TWO :D}&lt;br /&gt;22] Eva {Who SHOULD be my official gossip partner. The crap we come up with together is just LEGENDARY lah. XD}&lt;br /&gt;23] Derek Lee {That drama king who made me do this. -_-""}&lt;br /&gt;24] Shiny {AH LIAN PARTNER! ii meesh euu w0rzxzxzx. XD}&lt;br /&gt;25] Yinghui {That crazy girl who pokes me all the time during choir prac.}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is 6? [Joshua Au]&lt;br /&gt;My son! Ok, foster son. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you get to know 13? [Fenrir]&lt;br /&gt;STink and Spill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do 17 and 2 like each other? [Nash and Davelle]&lt;br /&gt;They're pretty close friends, but I don't think they're lesbian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you related to 24? [Shiny]&lt;br /&gt;AH LIAN PARTNERRRR! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is 5's best friend? [Sharmaine]&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm... I think she has a lot? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will 8 and 19 make a good couple? [XianFeng and Pearl Tay]&lt;br /&gt;That'll be quite funny; THEY DON'T EVEN KNOW EACH OTHER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe 22. [Eva]&lt;br /&gt;Crazy, hilarious, artistic... the list is endless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if you didn't meet 16? [Lee Jing]&lt;br /&gt;No idea, I met her when I was an "elf" for Aunty Kelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favourite thing about 20? [Pris Chin]&lt;br /&gt;Her infectious crazy behaviour! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you saw 11? [Jean]&lt;br /&gt;Last time I went to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you hugged 1? [Krystle]&lt;br /&gt;Same as above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you talked to 23 on the phone? [Derek]&lt;br /&gt;We don't talk on the phone, we dish out all the nonsense on MSN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was 12 wearing when u last saw him? [Gabriel]&lt;br /&gt;Err... I can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 3 pretty? [Lenice]&lt;br /&gt;Definitely prettier than me, one thing's for sure. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How close are you to 15? [Abigail]&lt;br /&gt;You want to know all the nonsense we get up to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are 14 and 21 good friends? [Retroelectric and Amy]&lt;br /&gt;They don't even know each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever kissed 4? [Carolyn Chong]&lt;br /&gt;Err... NO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 18 nice? [Victoria]&lt;br /&gt;Why else would her name be here? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will happen if your boyfriend dumps you for 10? [Hannah Tan]&lt;br /&gt;I'd say go ahead. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you love 9? [Jonathan]&lt;br /&gt;He's my bro in Christ. Go figure. Although if you're talking about love in THAT way... let's just say it'll be rather incestuous. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's all so buhbye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-5906901019903787525?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/5906901019903787525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=5906901019903787525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/5906901019903787525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/5906901019903787525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/12/name-25-friends-right-now-in-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-8348700500019365839</id><published>2007-12-04T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T18:59:20.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have you..&lt;br /&gt;[x] Held hands (With my parents when I was younger lah. Now, I hold my dad's hand to STOP HIM FROM JAYWALKING T_T)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Lost someone&lt;br /&gt;[x] Never got a chance to tell someone something important&lt;br /&gt;[x] Cried your eyes out (Not telling why X:)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Danced (Dance enrichment class in Sec2. I actually scored an A for that class lah! -_-"")&lt;br /&gt;total: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Rejected someone&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been rejected&lt;br /&gt;[x] Wanted to kill someone (Still do. :P)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Got called a ......../..........&lt;br /&gt;[x] Heard a rumour about yourself&lt;br /&gt;[x]Hurt someone (I probably did without realising. /:)&lt;br /&gt;total: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Got involved in sports (P.E lah -_-"")&lt;br /&gt;[] Got called a dork&lt;br /&gt;[] Fell out of love&lt;br /&gt;[x] Went to a funeral (Who hasn't?)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Knew someone who has commited suicide&lt;br /&gt;total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Grades dropped since you were 10 (Wah, if my grades maintained since I was 10 I'd be the happiest 15-year-old around.)&lt;br /&gt;[] Wrote a love poem&lt;br /&gt;[x] Went through a phase (I'm going through a bimbo phase now, wanna see? XD)&lt;br /&gt;[] Got ditched&lt;br /&gt;[x] Know someone really stupid and/or annoying&lt;br /&gt;total: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[] Drank&lt;br /&gt;[x] Made a mistake (Errr... who hasn't?)&lt;br /&gt;[] Found the one&lt;br /&gt;[] Thought you found the one&lt;br /&gt;[] Cheated on your bf/gf&lt;br /&gt;total: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[] Found out your bf/gf cheated&lt;br /&gt;[x] Was lied to&lt;br /&gt;[x] Felt like the happiest person in the world&lt;br /&gt;[x] Felt like dying&lt;br /&gt;total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now add up, multiply by 4 and this is how much of a teenager you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grand total: 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh? 84%? Doesn't feel like it leh /: Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, was bored so I did the quiz. XD Ok that's all so buhbye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-8348700500019365839?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/8348700500019365839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=8348700500019365839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/8348700500019365839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/8348700500019365839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/12/have-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-3182730116357971615</id><published>2007-12-03T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T16:34:20.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another blogskin request just came in which means Derek's one will have to wait a teeny bit more. So here's a very big apology to him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;SORRY! D: I'll buy you a penguin from Bali to make it up for you ok? (:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, anyway, Christmas is in 22 days! 0_0 Time really flies. I'm now officially starting to panic about next year cos it's 'O' level year for me. GAHHHHH. I'll need to be a lean mean mugging machine next year! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok fine, that aside, THE CHRISTMAS TREE IS UP ALREADY! And it's oh-so-pretty (: But the lights blew so my bro-in-law had to buy a new set of lights. Lol. But the funny thing is, the angel that's sitting on top of the tree looks as if she's been eating &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tulang&lt;/span&gt; cos her face has red streaks around her mouth 0_0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know what &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tulang&lt;/span&gt; is, it's a dish consisting of mutton bone marrow. So you suck the bone to eat the marrow. Here's a pic if you still don't get what I mean:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/R1O_KuKZJjI/AAAAAAAAAD4/XCWHwAQumto/s1600-R/tulang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/R1O_KuKZJjI/AAAAAAAAAD4/AdEeOwkhNZo/s320/tulang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139661790671087154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post a pic of the angel soon, so keep your eyes open (: Ok that's all so buhbye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-3182730116357971615?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/3182730116357971615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=3182730116357971615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/3182730116357971615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/3182730116357971615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/12/another-blogskin-request-just-came-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/R1O_KuKZJjI/AAAAAAAAAD4/AdEeOwkhNZo/s72-c/tulang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-2528045664408550728</id><published>2007-12-02T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T22:56:49.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/R1LGxOKZJiI/AAAAAAAAADw/dcf5PjjkX-c/s1600-R/DSCN5277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139388673700734498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/R1LGxOKZJiI/AAAAAAAAADw/mJRjJh9KizE/s320/DSCN5277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't sleep last night so I drew this /: LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, guess what? I'm leaving for OBS in a week! D: Then I'll be at church on the 15th, and going down to PL on the 16th :D After that, it's off to Bali from the 18th to the 21st! WOOT! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy designing Mr Derek Lee's blogskin pic now so buhbye people (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-2528045664408550728?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/2528045664408550728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=2528045664408550728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/2528045664408550728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/2528045664408550728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/12/couldnt-sleep-last-night-so-i-drew-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/R1LGxOKZJiI/AAAAAAAAADw/mJRjJh9KizE/s72-c/DSCN5277.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-4464500041335494052</id><published>2007-11-29T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T23:06:11.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Miss Goh's address: 3 Serangoon Ave 2,sunglade,#09-05(sunglade is at the right side of serangoon mrt exit B)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Committee members pls make sure that&lt;br /&gt;you know what you're suppose to do/prepare. Pls get things done ASAP by 19Dec.Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir members pls memorise all the christmas carols songs&lt;br /&gt;that we are going to perform!...It is better to memorise rather than to hold on to the scores ok...thks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further details will be given next mon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siqi"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Taken from the choir blog.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err... I don't think Ms Goh would appreciate what, THE WHOLE WORLD knowing where she lives. FOR GOODNESS SAKE, TELL THE CHOIR MMEMBERS ABOUT IT ON MONDAY ALONG WITH THE REST OF THE DETAILS LAH! -_-""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, "Committee members pls make sure that you know what you're suppose to do/prepare. Pls get things done ASAP by 19Dec.Thanks!" How am I to know what I'm supposed to do when you guys HAPPILY LEFT ME OUT OF THAT PARTICULAR COMMITTEE MEETING BECAUSE I HAD DEBATE TRAINING? Please lah, debate training ended at 12.30 while I heard from someone OUTSIDE THE COMMITTEE (yes, I heard about the committee meeting from someone OUTSIDE the committee) that the meeting ended at what, 3.45p.m.? Oh gee, thanks for the hypocrisy lah. You say "all choir members have a freedom of speech," I say "that's a whole load of bullshit to KEEP people in the choir."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you guys will have fun next year, when I set up a blog DEDICATED to the HYPOCRISY of the STC Choir Committee after I'm done with my 'O' levels. For the WHOLE WORLD to see. With FIRST-HAND RECOUNTS from the OTHER choir members on how YOU guys actually treated the members i.e. as if they were worth less than the dirt under your feet. Lets see which JC/Poly/ITE in the right mind would let you be a leader in THEIR school after that. Chew on THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's all so buhbye (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I AM serious about the whole dedicating a blog to the hypocrisy of the choir committee, it's about time someone spoke up against those hypocrites and help reveal the committee's true colours. And this IS a member of that same committee speaking, but the hours I've spent with them have been tedious and life sucking, this I can tell you for a fact.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-4464500041335494052?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/4464500041335494052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=4464500041335494052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/4464500041335494052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/4464500041335494052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/11/miss-gohs-address-3-serangoon-ave.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-5211848211283481177</id><published>2007-11-28T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T19:19:37.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Celebrity Sisters Are Beyonce and Solange&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whoareyourcelebritysistersquiz/knowles-sisters.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talented, sexy, and sassy.&lt;br /&gt;You've got a star quality that everyone notices&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whoareyourcelebritysistersquiz/"&gt;Who Are Your Celebrity Sisters?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. You have GOT to be kidding me. I DON'T EVEN LIKE BEYONCE. Solange is DEFINITELY better looking than Beyonce. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Christmas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatholidayareyouquiz/christmas.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than most people, you are able to find magic in life's small moments.&lt;br /&gt;Traditions mean a lot to you, and you tend to be quite nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;You are a giving, kind person who really understands the true meaning of holidays.&lt;br /&gt;You inspire others to be as altruistic and caring as you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes you celebrate: Tradition and a generous spirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At holiday get togethers, you do best as: The storyteller. You like to recount memories with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a holiday, you're the one most likely to: Give a gift to everyone you know&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatholidayareyouquiz/"&gt;What Holiday Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Ani Difranco!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whosyourinnerrockchickquiz/ani.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honest, real, and well liked.&lt;br /&gt;You're not limited by any boundaries.&lt;br /&gt;"And you can call me crazy&lt;br /&gt;But I think you're as lazy as white paint on the wall"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whosyourinnerrockchickquiz/"&gt;Who's Your Inner Rock Chick?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh? Never heard of her. Ah well /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Personality is 63% Addictive&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/doyouhaveanaddictivepersonalityquiz/addictive-4.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You definitely have an addictive personality, and you're probably hooked on something.&lt;br /&gt;Even if it's just peanut M&amp;Ms or online shopping.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyouhaveanaddictivepersonalityquiz/"&gt;Do You Have an Addictive Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH HOW TRUE. Peanut Butter M&amp;Ms are the ultimate LOVE! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Band Name is:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/bandnamegenerator/band.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Furry Circus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/bandnamegenerator/"&gt;Band Name Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errr... remind me to call my band this if I ever form one. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok quiz spam over so buhbye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-5211848211283481177?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/5211848211283481177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=5211848211283481177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/5211848211283481177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/5211848211283481177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/11/your-celebrity-sisters-are-beyonce-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-8061704459285847788</id><published>2007-11-27T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T17:07:45.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;In Another Life- The Veronicas.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have known you my whole life&lt;br /&gt;When you were ten, you said&lt;br /&gt;you'd make me your wife&lt;br /&gt;Eight years later you won me over&lt;br /&gt;Just as I took the world on my shoulders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got used to living without you&lt;br /&gt;Endless phone calls and dreaming about you&lt;br /&gt;Always said that you were my man to be&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I was in love with your memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I love you, I really do&lt;br /&gt;But I can't fight anymore for you&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know, maybe we'll be together again&lt;br /&gt;Sometime, in another life&lt;br /&gt;In another life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I said that I would keep my word&lt;br /&gt;I wished that I could save you from the hurt&lt;br /&gt;But things will never go back to how we were&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I can't be your world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I love you, I really do&lt;br /&gt;But I can't fight anymore for you&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know, maybe we'll be together again&lt;br /&gt;Sometime, in another life&lt;br /&gt;In another life (another life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way you're holding on to me&lt;br /&gt;Makes me feel like I can't breathe&lt;br /&gt;Just let me go, just let me go&lt;br /&gt;It just won't feel right inside&lt;br /&gt;God knows I've tried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I love you, you know I do&lt;br /&gt;But I can't fight anymore for you&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know, maybe we'll be together again&lt;br /&gt;Sometime, in another life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In another life, in another life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In another life ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/VKSEq5gxWu/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/VKSEq5gxWu/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok usually I CANNOT STAND The Veronicas but I think this is one of their nicer songs. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-8061704459285847788?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/8061704459285847788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=8061704459285847788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/8061704459285847788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/8061704459285847788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/11/in-another-life-veronicas.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-5745258167394908274</id><published>2007-11-27T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:52:16.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;To Ronnica Ng Ni Ge (I don't care if you never read this)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;I will relish the day whereby I will finally not have the need to work with you in any way. You are the absolute limit; You dissociate yourself from the rest of the choir, you pretend to be Mrs Lim minus the qualifications, you're the most arrogant little prat that I have ever known, and you expect people to like you? HAH. The only reason why you're in the choir committee is because firstly, your Sec 3. Secondly, you SUCK UP to the rest of the leaders and thirdly, cos Felicia's guardian didn't let her take on the role that was so unjustly given to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh good troth, your wrongs do set a scandal on my beliefs. My head hurts just THINKING about your awful-ness towards the choir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;________________________&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir prac today was XP. But lunch at Tiong with Abigail was HILARIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought sushi and brought it into KFC, then one of the aunties there scolded me and said " Eh, cannot bring food in!" -_-"" But I didn't bother listening to her. So when she left I ate my sushi. The problem with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE KEPT HOVERING AROUND OUR TABLE! So Abigail and I were using Abigail's jacket to cover the sushi everytime she came around, then one time I pretended to sleep on the jacket but I was giggling too hard. LOL. So basically, whenever the aunty went to another table, I gobbled down as much as I could until she came back. Then when she came back to our table for the 20th time or something like that, I shoved half a handroll in my mouth! LOL. So after the lunch/ free entertainment episode, Abigail and I left and walked around Tiong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was some weird skit thing going on outside KFC, so when Abigail and I walked past this strange witch person came out andd started asking for Santa. So I was making stupid jokes and laughing my head off, like "Oh Santa, please make my butt 5 times smaller! -strips skirt off to show off small butt and watches old men drool while their wives smack them over their heads-" LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one: When this woman in a bright, pink, dress with a parachute for a skirt came out, I shouted "THAT DRESS AIN'T EXACTLY VERY FLATTERING!" Ok I'm full of crap, I know. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Comics Connection to buy rhinestones to decorate our phones with before leaving Tiong. Of course, not before shouting "Santa Claus doesn't exist!" in front of the skit thing. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh, I'm rotting at my dad's place now T_T Ok that's all so buhbye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-5745258167394908274?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/5745258167394908274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=5745258167394908274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/5745258167394908274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/5745258167394908274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/11/to-ronnica-ng-ni-ge-i-dont-care-if-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-2652135157473297168</id><published>2007-11-26T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T15:42:35.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. Is it cute when guys kiss you on your forehead?♥&lt;br /&gt;I answer you in 3-5 years can? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A big poofy dress or a short partydress?♥&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't usually go for desses but if I had to then I'd take the short party dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What would you do if you received a long love letter?♥&lt;br /&gt;Read it, calculate the probability of it being a joke, then throw it away. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 . Group dates or single dates?♥&lt;br /&gt;I answer you in 3-5 years also, for this question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you hate it when guys act different around their friends?♥&lt;br /&gt;Do they? I never notice. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Are diamonds a girl’s best friend?♥&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... the bigger the better? XD kidding lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Is your hair up or down today?♥&lt;br /&gt;Err... my hair is quite short leh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you straighten your hair?♥&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Favorite mascara?♥&lt;br /&gt;I don't even wear mascara -_-""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you get your nails done?♥&lt;br /&gt;No...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Small or large purses?♥&lt;br /&gt;Big bag (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. In your purse, what are your must haves?♥&lt;br /&gt;Cash and ez-link card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 . Jeans or sweats?♥&lt;br /&gt;Jeans. Definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you wear clothes/shoes/jewelry?♥&lt;br /&gt;Clothes- DUH, I'M NOT A STREAKER.&lt;br /&gt;Shoes- Whenever I go out? DUH.&lt;br /&gt;Jewellery- Only when I feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 . Do you text message a lot?♥&lt;br /&gt;Err... yes... -sheepish grin-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 . What would you do if you got pregnant?♥&lt;br /&gt;For the last time, DO I LOOK LIKE THE VIRGIN MARY REINCARNATE TO YOU?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What’s your favorite color?♥&lt;br /&gt;Black and blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 . Heels or flats?♥&lt;br /&gt;Flats. Easier to walk in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Did you ever cry during a romantic movie?♥&lt;br /&gt;Err... no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Would you ever leave the house without make-up on?♥&lt;br /&gt;That's what I do all the time...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Walmart or Target?♥&lt;br /&gt;Whaaat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you wear collared shirts?♥&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 . Do you like preppy boys?♥&lt;br /&gt;Err... no comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you think lip gloss is the best?♥&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 . Do you own any big sunglasses?♥&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Sadly ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. How long does it take you to get ready in the morning?♥&lt;br /&gt;15 mins tops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you like to wear band-aids?♥&lt;br /&gt;Errr... -_-""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Do you like skater boys?♥&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you often wish there was something you could change?♥&lt;br /&gt;Like what? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Gold or silver?♥&lt;br /&gt;Silver. Gold's too garish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31 . Do you like to receive flowers?♥&lt;br /&gt;Only spider lilies and gerberas. Roses are overrated while orchids remind me of lips -_-""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's all so buhbye people (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-2652135157473297168?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/2652135157473297168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=2652135157473297168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/2652135157473297168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/2652135157473297168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/11/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-3821286218313158659</id><published>2007-11-22T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T23:02:13.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok... could have sworn I've done this before but nevermind, shall entertain people. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. FULL NAME:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;CarolynFahJingwen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I know of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. WHEN DID YOU LAST CRY:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm... Tuesday night cos the motion I was supposed to prepare was seriously stressing me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO! SERIOUSLY! It's worse than chicken scratch, I kid you not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, as long as it's edible I'm fine with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. KIDS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;What? How many I want to have or whether I can stand them? Lol. Anyway, I'm fine with kids as long as they're not the annoying kinds that scream in the middle of restaurants. As for how many I want to have, that one I haven't thought about yet. Who thinks about having kids at the age of 15?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. DO YOU HAVE A JOURNAL?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, for things which can't be said even on a friends only blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. DO YOU USE SARCASM A LOT?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only if the comment was highly stupid, like "Is tuna a seafood?" Someone asked me that before and I replied "no shit, Sherlock" and she didn't get it. -_-""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yup. Well, I don't remember having them removed lah, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would if I could :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banana Nut Crunch :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. DO YOU THINK YOU ARE STRONG?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Physically, definitely no, mentally, yes. Emotionally? I'm a total mess. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Ben and Jerry's Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How they react around a girl who has no qualms about punching them in the face if they piss her off. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. RED OR PINK?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red. I cannot and will never be able to stand the colour pink. Brings back horrific memories of how my Dad used to dress me up in pink, frilly dresses with lace edging and puffy sleeves. Bleahx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. WHAT IS YOUR LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOU?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm... the fact that I'm slowly but surely losing my artistic inclination?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Not telling. X:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. WHAT COLOR PANTS AND SHOES ARE YOU WEARING?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black FBTs and I'm bare footed. I'm at home lah -_-""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU CHOOSE TO BE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grey or black. If I was having a crazy fit, then orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. FAVORITE SMELL?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cookies baking XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it was Mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;He's my bro-in-Christ. Go figure (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. FAVORITE DESSERT?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHOCOLATE! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. FAVORITE DRINK? FAVOURITE ALCOHOLIC DRINK?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coke, water, Milo. As for alcoholic, I skip the drunk and go straight to the hangover so no, I don't drink any alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. FAVORITE SPORT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Running. It's brain-dead! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27. HAIR COLOR?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Dark brown. You'll have to put me under the sunlight before you realise my hair is brown though. Even then, sometimes it's hard to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28. EYE COLOR?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very dark brown. Almost black, but no one can possibly have black irises cos they'd be blind. I can't remember the explanation for this right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6/9 vision for both eyes. I don't need contacts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30. FAVORITE FOOD?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDING?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy endings. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bits of Black Diamond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;33. COLOR OF SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;White.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34. SUMMER OR WINTER?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35. HUGS OR KISSES?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Let me get back to you on this in about... 3-5 years? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;36. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO SEND THIS BACK TO YOU?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't need to lah. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;37. MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who are bored?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;38. MOST LIKELY NOT TO RESPOND?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who have better things to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;39. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The UN in Action. It's quite interesting, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;40. WHAT'S ON YOUR MOUSE PAD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Don't have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;41. WHAT DID YOU WATCH LAST ON TV LAST NIGHT?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't watch TV last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;42. FAVORITE SONGS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Too many. You'll take donkey years to finish reading if I were to list them out here and now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;43 . ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Neither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;44. THE FARTHEST YOU'VE BEEN FROM HOME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Err... Bangkok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;45. DO YOU HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For what? Having the most dramatic moodswings? Sometimes. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;46. WHEN WERE YOU BORN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;140492&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;47. WHERE WERE YOU BORN?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore General Hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;48. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;49. ARE YOUR LEGS CROSSED?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny enough, they crossed when I got to this question. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;50. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;51. HOW ARE YOU TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Stoned. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;52. NUMBER OF SIBLINGS?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 elder sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;53. FAVOURITE MONTH?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;54. ARE YOU TOO SHY TO ASK SOMEONE OUT?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What... as in ask out friends or ask out the person I've got a crush on? For friends, obviously I'm not shy but about the person I have a crush on... maybe I won't ask him out. Cos I'm like Helena in "A Midsummer Night's Dream," I believe that a woman was made to be wooed and not too woo. That's the only good thing about the whole traditional gender role thing, at least women have an excuse to be shy. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;55. SATURDAY OR SUNDAY?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;56. DID YOU WAKE UP BEFORE YOUR ALARM CLOCK WENT OFF?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, thanks to Mikey T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;57. WHAT INSPIRES YOU?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;58. BUTTERED, PLAIN OR SALTED POPCORN?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buttered! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;59. FAVOURITE FLOWER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Spider lilies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;60. FAVOURITE DAY OF THE WEEK? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;61. RED OR WHITE WINE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please refer to Qn 25.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;62. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU THINK OF WHEN YOU WAKE UP IN THE MORNING?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ARGH. I NEED MORE SLEEP."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;63. WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO AFTER YOU FINISH THIS?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's all so buhbye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-3821286218313158659?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/3821286218313158659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=3821286218313158659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/3821286218313158659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/3821286218313158659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/11/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-2199823342586641224</id><published>2007-11-21T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T16:26:25.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>C : Really fall in love with&lt;br /&gt;A : Fun to be around with&lt;br /&gt;R : Can kick your ass (Damn straight I can! XD)&lt;br /&gt;O : Extremely easy To fall in love with&lt;br /&gt;L : One of the most romantic people&lt;br /&gt;Y : Loved by everybody (Awww... I love them too. XD)&lt;br /&gt;N : Good bf/gf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F : People get wild and crazy to adore you&lt;br /&gt;A : Fun to be around with&lt;br /&gt;H : Easy to fall in love with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J : Easy to have fun with (My mind just went to the gutter for a moment... XP)&lt;br /&gt;I : Love to laugh&lt;br /&gt;N : Good bf/gf&lt;br /&gt;G : Dont like people to tell you what to do&lt;br /&gt;W : Very broad minded&lt;br /&gt;E : Have beautiful eyes (EH?)&lt;br /&gt;N : Good bf/gf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past few days were nothing but debate trainings, so not much. But today's one was different. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos Ms Lee bought breakfast for the debate team today :D Buns and fishballs for breakfast, then spent an hour helping Mrs Pang clear out her desk in her office (she's retired lah), went to Cyberhome after that to watch JCDC finals'05 CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Yan Xuan and I were stopped by Ms Phee on our way home cos she needed more people to help finish up food for her. Hey, it's a free lunch, so obviously I didn't refuse! XD Homeward bound after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's all so buhbye people (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-2199823342586641224?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/2199823342586641224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=2199823342586641224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/2199823342586641224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/2199823342586641224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/11/c-really-fall-in-love-with-fun-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-4052338593677816238</id><published>2007-11-18T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T11:44:27.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another skin made by me, I know this one's not quite impressive but whatever lah (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tag Replies:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gAb&lt;/strong&gt;: Err... -_-"" Bo liao lah you! And I linked you already, so don't say no one visits your blg, I'll spam whenever I can. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rtrltrc&lt;/strong&gt;: Hahah, thanks (: Lol, double posting happens sometimes, it's one of those irritants of life. Next to Avril Lavigne's whiny voice lah, anyway. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fenrir&lt;/strong&gt;: Now now, be nice to the human, you chihuahua! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-4052338593677816238?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/4052338593677816238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=4052338593677816238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/4052338593677816238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/4052338593677816238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/11/another-skin-made-by-me-i-know-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-2908790554640454366</id><published>2007-11-16T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T19:36:28.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Featuring a skin made by yours truly, ME :D Ok I was bored -_-"" And changed tagboard cos I was getting sick of how unnoticeable Haloscan is. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, SS homework done! YAY ME! But I can't be bothered with Histroy anymore, I've got a splitting headache. I think I'll do it tomorrow lah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's all so buhbye people (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-2908790554640454366?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/2908790554640454366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=2908790554640454366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/2908790554640454366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/2908790554640454366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/11/featuring-skin-made-by-yours-truly-me-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-8818370854513391336</id><published>2007-11-15T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T13:32:29.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hurting quite badly now. If I slip into depression, then that's it. I'm a goner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-8818370854513391336?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/8818370854513391336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=8818370854513391336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/8818370854513391336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/8818370854513391336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/11/hurting-quite-badly-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-8315829387210867925</id><published>2007-11-14T22:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T22:39:04.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Avril Lavigne-Things I’ll never say&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verbal Acoustics]&lt;br /&gt;I'm tuggin' at my hair&lt;br /&gt;I'm pullin' at my clothes&lt;br /&gt;I'm tryin to keep my cool&lt;br /&gt;I know it shows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm staring at my feet&lt;br /&gt;My cheeks are turning red&lt;br /&gt;I'm searching for the words inside my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm feeling nervous&lt;br /&gt;Tryin' to be so perfect&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know you're worth it&lt;br /&gt;You're worth this--yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could say what I want to say&lt;br /&gt;I'd say I want to blow you--away&lt;br /&gt;Be with you every night&lt;br /&gt;Am I squeezing you too tight&lt;br /&gt;If I could say what I want to see&lt;br /&gt;I want to see you go down--on one knee&lt;br /&gt;Marry me today&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm wishing my life away&lt;br /&gt;With these things I'll never say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It won't do me any good it's just a waste of time&lt;br /&gt;What use is it to you what's on my mind&lt;br /&gt;If it ain't comin out we're not going anywhere&lt;br /&gt;So why can't I just tell you that I care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm feeling nervous&lt;br /&gt;Tryin' to be so perfect&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know you're worth it, you're worth it yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could say what I wanna to say&lt;br /&gt;I'd say I want to blow you--away&lt;br /&gt;Be with you every night&lt;br /&gt;Am I squeezing you too tight&lt;br /&gt;If I could say what I wanna to see&lt;br /&gt;I want to see you go down--on one knee&lt;br /&gt;Marry me today&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm wishing my life away&lt;br /&gt;With these things I'll never say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with my tongue?&lt;br /&gt;These words keep slipping away&lt;br /&gt;I stutter I stumble like&lt;br /&gt;I've got nothing to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm feeling nervous&lt;br /&gt;Trying to be so perfect&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know you're worth it&lt;br /&gt;You're worth it--yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verbal Acoustics]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm wishing my life away&lt;br /&gt;With these things I'll never say&lt;br /&gt;If I could say what I want to say&lt;br /&gt;I'd say I want to blow you--away&lt;br /&gt;Be with you every night&lt;br /&gt;Am I squeezing you too tight&lt;br /&gt;If I could say what I want to see&lt;br /&gt;I want to see you go down--on one knee&lt;br /&gt;Marry me today&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm wishing my life away&lt;br /&gt;With these things I'll never say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These things I'll never say&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-8315829387210867925?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/8315829387210867925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=8315829387210867925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/8315829387210867925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/8315829387210867925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/11/avril-lavigne-things-ill-never-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-702031452019701635</id><published>2007-11-14T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T15:01:21.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SECTION ONE - DESCRIPTION&lt;br /&gt;known as - CarolynFah/ Jingwen.&lt;br /&gt;born - 140492&lt;br /&gt;haircolor - Very very dark brown. So dark it's almost black (well, unless you put me under direct sunlight lah /:)&lt;br /&gt;eye color - Dark Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION TWO - HAVE YOU EVER&lt;br /&gt;fell off the bed? - Most probably. Can't remember at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;had your heart broken - Not telling! X:&lt;br /&gt;had a dream come true - Once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION THREE - CURRENTLY&lt;br /&gt;wearing - Shirt and shorts.&lt;br /&gt;listening - Built to Last by Melee :D&lt;br /&gt;located - Home.&lt;br /&gt;chatting with- No one.&lt;br /&gt;watching - Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;should really be doing- SS Homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION FOUR - DO YOU&lt;br /&gt;brush your teeth - Yes, like DUH.&lt;br /&gt;have any piercing - Nope, cos my first ear piercings got INFECTED T_T&lt;br /&gt;drive - No, and trust me, you wouldn't want to.&lt;br /&gt;drink water - No, I drink Coke! XD&lt;br /&gt;have a cell phone - Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION FIVE - THE LAST PERSON&lt;br /&gt;you met - A bunch of classmates before stepping into History class today.&lt;br /&gt;you talked on the phone with- Mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION SIX - THE LAST PERSON&lt;br /&gt;you lost - Not telling X:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION SEVEN - PERSONAL&lt;br /&gt;what do you wana be when you grow up - BioEngineer, Biomedical scientist or (last resort) Lit teacher.&lt;br /&gt;what comes first in your life - God.&lt;br /&gt;what do you usually think of before going to bed - Nothing. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION EIGHT - FAVOURITES&lt;br /&gt;movie - Shall We Dance or Hotel Rwanda. :D&lt;br /&gt;store - Anything that sells either stationery or food. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;food - SUSHI! :D&lt;br /&gt;candy - Lime or Grape&lt;br /&gt;day of the week - Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;color -  Black or blue.&lt;br /&gt;country - Mmmm... none so far, I hate Singapore with a passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION NINE - DO YOU&lt;br /&gt;like to give hugs - To people I love :D&lt;br /&gt;like to walk in the rain - Like it? I LOVE IT! But my mum doesn't let me ):&lt;br /&gt;prefer black or blue - Black&lt;br /&gt;prefer to sleep on your side , back , tummy - Side.&lt;br /&gt;ever had a falling dream - No.&lt;br /&gt;have a stuffed animal - Puffin my baby penguin! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION TEN - THIS OR THAT ( PICK )&lt;br /&gt;pierced nose /tongue - Neither&lt;br /&gt;MTV / BET - MTV&lt;br /&gt;7th heaven / Dawson's geek - I don't watch both.&lt;br /&gt;chocolates / flowers - Chocolate :D&lt;br /&gt;color/black n white photos - I like both equally :D&lt;br /&gt;stay up late / sleep in - Stay up late on Friday, then sleep in during the weekend? (:&lt;br /&gt;hot / cold - Cold&lt;br /&gt;sun / moon - Moon&lt;br /&gt;left / right - Right&lt;br /&gt;10 acquaintences / 1 best friend - One best friend :D&lt;br /&gt;mustard / ketchup - Gravy :D&lt;br /&gt;spring / fall - FALL&lt;br /&gt;happy / sad - Happy.&lt;br /&gt;wonder / amazement - Wonder&lt;br /&gt;McDonald`s / Burger King - Both. &lt;br /&gt;mexican / italian food - Italian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION ELEVEN - FIRSTS.&lt;br /&gt;screen name - Can't remember. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;self purchased CD - Can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;pet - Hamster :D&lt;br /&gt;piercing / tatoo - Ear piercing. But they got infected ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION TWELVE - LASTS&lt;br /&gt;cry - Last week-ish...&lt;br /&gt;phone call - You asked this earlier! &lt;br /&gt;shower - Late last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION 13 - CURRENT&lt;br /&gt;mood - Bored.&lt;br /&gt;food - Nothing. &lt;br /&gt;hair - Clean&lt;br /&gt;annoyances - Stuff in general lah.&lt;br /&gt;hate - Choir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION FOURTEEN - WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON&lt;br /&gt;made u smile - Err... various people.&lt;br /&gt;saw you cry - A pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION FIFTEEN - WOULD YOU RATHER&lt;br /&gt;be serious / funny - Depending on the situation.&lt;br /&gt;drink whole / skim milk - No preference.&lt;br /&gt;die in fire / drown - Drown.&lt;br /&gt;spend time with parents / enemies - PARENTS, DUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION SIXTEEN - DO YOU PREFER&lt;br /&gt;grey / black - Black.&lt;br /&gt;lust / love - Love.&lt;br /&gt;sunrise / sunset - Sunset&lt;br /&gt;m&amp;amp;m's / skittles - M&amp;amp;Ms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION SEVENTEEEN - ANSWER TRUTHFULLY&lt;br /&gt;do you like anyone now - Yes&lt;br /&gt;do you think / miss him / her - Yes&lt;br /&gt;do you believe in love at 1st sight - NO.&lt;br /&gt;what is his / her name - You really think I'll tell you?&lt;br /&gt;do you fall for the wrong guy / girl - Nope :D&lt;br /&gt;have you ever been dumped - No...&lt;br /&gt;do you like yourself - Yes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok was bored. History lesson today was the usual, so nothing much. Ok that's all so buhbye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-702031452019701635?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/702031452019701635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=702031452019701635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/702031452019701635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/702031452019701635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/11/section-one-description-known-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-2773286353488277526</id><published>2007-11-13T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T19:19:35.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm exhausted lah! Was in school from 9 a.m. to 6 p.m. T_T Felt like a normal school day to me lah! XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So choir practice from 9-12.30, nothing much, just faced a lot of nagging. BLEAHX. But lunch at Bukit Purmei after choir prac with Yinghui, WanYee and Virshini was quite funny :D We were just crapping away at Bukit Purmei while eating lor mee :D After lunch, walked back to school for 3 hours of Chem. Ok fine, 2hrs and 45mins. But it still felt like an eternity lah T_T Especially since the teachers were extra cranky today T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After chem, just when everyone thought they were free, Mrs Haizal came out of the meeting room in the library with ORIGAMI PAPER and asked us to fold paper cranes T_T I was nice and folded about 10-ish? But now I know how to fold them so... new idea for Christmas present? Maybe (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Mrs Haizal chased the remaining girls out of the library and I was homeward bound :D I'm seriously exhausted now lah! And there's still History lesson tomorrow with Mrs Haizal T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's all so buhbye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-2773286353488277526?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/2773286353488277526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=2773286353488277526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/2773286353488277526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/2773286353488277526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-exhausted-lah-was-in-school-from-9.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-2178662387903341542</id><published>2007-11-12T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T21:46:22.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok ignore the last post, I think I've gone absolutely CUCKOO cos I actually made 3 blogskins in 3 days. Talk about a flipping world record. LOL. And I'm STILL procrastinating! I haven't started on my SS homework yet and it's due in 2 days. LOL. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's all from me so buhbye. Go check out my latest... erm... "creation" at &lt;a href="http://blogskinpreviews.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://blogskinpreviews.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; or something :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-2178662387903341542?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/2178662387903341542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=2178662387903341542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/2178662387903341542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/2178662387903341542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/11/ok-ignore-last-post-i-think-ive-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-6510750039351436721</id><published>2007-11-11T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T21:52:52.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ever looked at happy couples and suddenly felt that you were so alone?&lt;br /&gt;It just happened to me last night, when I was looking at my sister and her potential steady partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's just say it seriously hurt lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm thinking of making my blog public again. Should I or should I not? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err... ignore that last line. Anyway, here's a quiz to kill several more of my brain cells before I sleep. There's choir practice tomorrow and I'll need all the energy I can get to tolerate Ronnica Ng. So... goodbye and goodnight in advance (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] You know someone that cares about you.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have a bf/ gf/ fiancee/ husband/wife.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have your own room.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You own a cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You get good grades.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have an ipod/ mp3 player.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your parents are still married.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have more than 2 best friends.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] There is a swimming pool in your backyard. (How do you have a backyard on the 20th floor of a condo?)&lt;br /&gt;[x] You live in a house.&lt;br /&gt;T O T A L: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] You dress how you want to.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You hang out with friends more than once a wk.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]There is a computer/ laptop in your room. (It's in mum's room!)&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have never been beaten up.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You never cry more than twice a month.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You are allowed to listen to the music you want to.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Your room is big enough for you.&lt;br /&gt;[x] People don't use you for something you have.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have been to a concert. (Only cause I have to.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You laugh more than twice a day. (Depends lah, actually.)&lt;br /&gt;T O T A L: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have over 100 friends on friendster.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have pictures on friendster.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You get allowance.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You collect something normal. (I don't collect anything!)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] People don't make fun of you to be mean.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You look foward to go to school. (You're kidding right?)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You don't wish you were someone else. (I wish I was Bill Gates. HAHAH XD)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You play a sport. (Depends.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] You do something after school. (CCA lah -_-"")&lt;br /&gt;[x] You shower daily. (Eww... who doesn't?)&lt;br /&gt;T O T A L: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You own a car. (Do you really want me to?)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You usually don't fight with your parents.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You're healthy.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You've never had a cavity. &lt;br /&gt;[x] You are happy with your appearance. (Well... most of the time lah, anyway. Lol.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] You aren't self-consious at all. (Most of the time lah.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have never got a failing grade in your life. (HAH! I WISH.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have friends.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have so many inside jokes with friends.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You know your parents care and love you. (Although sometimes I seriously doubt it.)&lt;br /&gt;T O T A L: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] You know what is going on in the world. (Vaguely.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] You care about so many people.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You are happy with your life.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You usually aren't sick.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You know more than one language. (Chinese in bits and pieces, Malay in bits and pieces, one Tamil phrase and Bits of Japanese.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have a screen name. (Can't be bothered.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] You own a pet. (2 crazy cats, 3 fighting fish and 2 suckers.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] You know the words to more than 5 songs.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You don't have many enemies.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You are happy you're living.&lt;br /&gt;T O T A L: 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRAND TOTAL : 30&lt;br /&gt;Now count up the number and multiply by 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... 60%. That's not so bad. I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-6510750039351436721?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/6510750039351436721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=6510750039351436721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/6510750039351436721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/6510750039351436721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/11/ever-looked-at-happy-couples-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-6316065706193817879</id><published>2007-11-10T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T21:01:13.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm oh-so BORED. HELP ME!!! D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-6316065706193817879?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/6316065706193817879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=6316065706193817879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/6316065706193817879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/6316065706193817879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-oh-so-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-6032058495843055118</id><published>2007-11-09T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T14:42:13.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm just so... broken.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-6032058495843055118?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/6032058495843055118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=6032058495843055118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/6032058495843055118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/6032058495843055118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-just-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-5110959158557024730</id><published>2007-11-08T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T22:46:48.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NAME 7 THINGS THAT MUST ALWAYS BE IN YOUR BAG&lt;br /&gt;1. Phone&lt;br /&gt;2. Wallet&lt;br /&gt;3. Book&lt;br /&gt;4. Sketchbook&lt;br /&gt;5. House keys&lt;br /&gt;6. DAD's house keys&lt;br /&gt;7. CANDY! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 things you do when you're really stressed:&lt;br /&gt;1. Read a nonsensical book&lt;br /&gt;2. Go online&lt;br /&gt;3. Sob into my pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 things you are wearing right now:&lt;br /&gt;1. Blue sleeveless top&lt;br /&gt;2. FBTs&lt;br /&gt;3. Watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you thinking about right now?-&lt;br /&gt;Him. Not telling who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is your phone?-&lt;br /&gt;In my room on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you sleep?-&lt;br /&gt;I share a room with my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you get the shirt you're wearing?-&lt;br /&gt;I think my sister passed it to me. I honestly can't remember. Heh. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you ate?-&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of cell phone service do you have?-&lt;br /&gt;Starhub Power 80 or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the closest item near you that is white?-&lt;br /&gt;Sister's worksheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last movie you watched?-&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh... She-Devil. An old movie which was quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you a photo addict?-&lt;br /&gt;Depends. If I feel pretty that day then I don't mind. Lol :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What were you doing this morning at 8am?-&lt;br /&gt;I was in happy concussion land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you care for your friendster?-&lt;br /&gt;Not really lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How many different beverages have you drunk since yesterday?-&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you wish for?-&lt;br /&gt;Let's see... -him-, a black tube dress, shirt dresses, pumps... quite a lot lah actually :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When was the last time you got really hurt?-&lt;br /&gt;Can we not go there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Any plans for tonight?-&lt;br /&gt;Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Something you are excited about?-&lt;br /&gt;OBS! Hahah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is your favorite flavor of ice cream?-&lt;br /&gt;Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough :D Oh, and Cold Rock ice-cream is the ultimate love too! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Describe your keychains?-&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you know anyone in prison?-&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 . If so, who?-&lt;br /&gt;Not applicable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Party girl/boy or Home girl/boy?-&lt;br /&gt;I think home girl :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Have you ever gotten naked at a party?-&lt;br /&gt;Err... no? But I'll traumatise everyone if that ever happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Name someone you miss.-&lt;br /&gt;-him-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Are you named after a grandparent?-&lt;br /&gt;Err... no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Who do you love?-&lt;br /&gt;God, -him- (although he'll never know it), Shar, Krystle, Hannah Tan... quite a few lah. But they know who they are :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Have you ever broken a rib?-&lt;br /&gt;No. And I wouldn't want to either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Would you rather be a girl or a guy?-&lt;br /&gt;Now I would say girl. Catch me on the day when it's that time of the month and I'll say guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Who is the most spoiled person you know?-&lt;br /&gt;X:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Would you rather date someone 2years younger or older?-&lt;br /&gt;Older. Definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What's your favourite junk food?-&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you have a porn collection?-&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Is your birthday on a holiday?-&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes. Once every few years it'll fall on a Good Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you have any friends or family in the war right now?-&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Are you a vegetarian?-&lt;br /&gt;Me? Vegetarian? More like CARNIVORE. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you worry about global warming?-&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm... more like getting irritated about it but not doing anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you like Polar bears?-&lt;br /&gt;When they're cute, cuddly, small and can't hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Who knows the real you?-&lt;br /&gt;God. Definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When was the last time you went out?-&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you could kiss anyone who would it be?-&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmm -secret!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 . What song are you listening to?-&lt;br /&gt;None. but "Built to Last" by Melee is playing in my head, does that count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. who does it reminds you of?-&lt;br /&gt;Err... nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Last movie you watched?-&lt;br /&gt;Answer is somewhere in the first quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Which of your friends live closest to you?-&lt;br /&gt;I honestly... have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What CD is in your stereo?-&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you drive?-&lt;br /&gt;Do you really want me to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 . What did you do yesterday?-&lt;br /&gt;Chinese tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you wear contacts or glasses?-&lt;br /&gt;None. 6/9 vision for both eyes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What's your dad's middle name?-&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you trust your friends?-&lt;br /&gt;Only those whom I've known for at least a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Who was the last person to call you?-&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember. I cleared out my call register lahhhhh :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who was the last person to msg you?-&lt;br /&gt;My Maths tuition teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Who was the last person you call?-&lt;br /&gt;I think it was Shar to get her to wake up on Tuesday to go for choir practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Who was the last msg u sent out msg?-&lt;br /&gt;Maths tuition teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.What annoys you?-&lt;br /&gt;Too many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you want multiple piercing?-&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 . Do you go Clubbing?-&lt;br /&gt;1) I'm underaged, 2) I SKIP THE DRUNK AND GO STRAIGHT TO THE HANGOVER, DO YOU REALLY THINK I CAN GO CLUBBING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 . Last time you went to the mall?-&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember. Heh :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 . What was the last thing you ate?-&lt;br /&gt;Answer's somewhere in the previous quizzes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 . Which of your friends would make the best roommate?-&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... it's a tie between Krystle and Shar. Hahah (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Last thing you purchased?-&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 . Last vacation you were in?-&lt;br /&gt;Bintan last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Do people ever spell your name wrongly?-&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it ends up as "Carolin" or "Caroline" (which I really hate but whatever.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 . What's the last compliment you receive?-&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.Any upcoming thing that excites you?-&lt;br /&gt;OBS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.What time is it?-&lt;br /&gt;10.46 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm done entertaining myself so buhbye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-5110959158557024730?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/5110959158557024730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=5110959158557024730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/5110959158557024730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/5110959158557024730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/11/name-7-things-that-must-always-be-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-2748580454123987893</id><published>2007-11-08T17:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T17:12:47.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'll try to fix the problem later, for now, I'm 1)too lazy and 2) waiting for my tuition teacher to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-2748580454123987893?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/2748580454123987893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=2748580454123987893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/2748580454123987893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/2748580454123987893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/11/ill-try-to-fix-problem-later-for-now-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-5183117027021846878</id><published>2007-11-07T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T18:08:05.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no&lt;br /&gt;different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the&lt;br /&gt;darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Neil Gaiman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally figured out what's so interesting about the quote! That Neil Gaiman puts himself in the position of a teenager who fell out of love for the first time when he usually writes slightly more adult stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that was random so you can ignore this post. Heh :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-5183117027021846878?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/5183117027021846878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=5183117027021846878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/5183117027021846878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/5183117027021846878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/11/have-you-ever-been-in-love-horrible.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-2075465156832235935</id><published>2007-11-07T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T12:33:40.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Touch me, it's so easy to leave me&lt;br /&gt;All alone with my memory of my days in the sun&lt;br /&gt;If you touch me you'll understand what happiness is;&lt;br /&gt;Look a new day has begun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-2075465156832235935?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/2075465156832235935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=2075465156832235935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/2075465156832235935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/2075465156832235935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/11/touch-me-its-so-easy-to-leave-me-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-3476165872089423023</id><published>2007-11-06T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T17:08:25.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/RzAuaHJiFhI/AAAAAAAAADo/qeO3aoKnA74/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129651001705502226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/RzAuaHJiFhI/AAAAAAAAADo/qeO3aoKnA74/s320/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Choir practices on Tuesdays are more manageable :D But if I hear anymore "figgy pudding" I'll SCREAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all so... erm... buhbye. Heh (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-3476165872089423023?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/3476165872089423023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=3476165872089423023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/3476165872089423023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/3476165872089423023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/11/choir-practices-on-tuesdays-are-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/RzAuaHJiFhI/AAAAAAAAADo/qeO3aoKnA74/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-1718939572815586717</id><published>2007-11-05T13:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T13:30:00.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After a considerable amount of deliberation, Abigail and I have decided to create a petition to get Ronnica Ng Ni Ge off the choir committee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drafting it now, so please do not disturb. Thank you (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-1718939572815586717?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/1718939572815586717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=1718939572815586717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/1718939572815586717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/1718939572815586717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/11/after-considerable-amount-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-942470578187400582</id><published>2007-11-04T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T21:25:59.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A quiz to entertain myself (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What song are you listening to now ?;&lt;br /&gt;Built to Last by Melee. It's now my new favourite song :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 . Any opinions on kisses ?;&lt;br /&gt;None yet (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What colour's your keyboard ?;&lt;br /&gt;Black with white letters and wossname :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 . What's the nearest yellow item ?;&lt;br /&gt;Err... my bio textbook, which is approximately 3 metres away? Heh :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Went out today ?;&lt;br /&gt;Nope. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 . Where's your family ?;&lt;br /&gt;Exercising, except for mum who's doing laundry. -_-""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How're you feeling now ?;&lt;br /&gt;Stoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Have a crush on anybody ?;&lt;br /&gt;Yes but I'm not telling! X:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you blog ?;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think I'm doing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What's your favourite colour ?;&lt;br /&gt;Black, blue, silver (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Play any musical instruments ?;&lt;br /&gt;Err... vocal chords counted? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What are you wearing now ?;&lt;br /&gt;Leadershp Camp shirt &amp;amp; FBTs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Favourite ice cream flavour ?;&lt;br /&gt;Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 . Has your birthday passed ?;&lt;br /&gt;Long long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What colours are your slippers ?;&lt;br /&gt;Ivory with black straps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. When did you last eat potato chips ?;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly can't remember. Heh :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 . Miss anybody ?;&lt;br /&gt;Not telling X:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Are you watching tv now ?;&lt;br /&gt;The Mother-tron hath conquered the TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Eaten dinner yet ?;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. How old are you ?;&lt;br /&gt;15 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's all so buhbye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-942470578187400582?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/942470578187400582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=942470578187400582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/942470578187400582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/942470578187400582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/11/quiz-to-entertain-myself-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-6050737579244634496</id><published>2007-11-04T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T17:12:26.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel sleepyyyy and fattttt D:&lt;br /&gt;Ok that was random. HAHAH. Ok not funny -_-""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, church yesterday was :D I feel so energised for God now! Ok, besides the fact that I'm physically tired but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And FUEL was hilarious in the beginning! Cos why? There was te BO LIAO AUCTION. So my buzz group go 2 bananas for $15k (we were given 8 $5k notes per group so yeah, that explains the exorbitant price for 2 bananas.) -_-""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part? The rest of the buzz group didn't want the bananas after we got them! So poor little (ok not so little) me had to take home 2 bananas! But I offered one of them to a bunch of people until I gave up and chucked one into Derek's bag. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I put it in, he took it out and... err... I THINK this was how the conversation went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Derek&lt;/strong&gt;: Let us eat the bananas together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chetwin&lt;/strong&gt;: That sounded wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: -_-"" Chetwin, get your mind out of the gutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Derek&lt;/strong&gt;: -bursts out laughing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chetwin&lt;/strong&gt;: -starts rambling on about the sign that said "No Eating"-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Derek&lt;/strong&gt;: But you said it sounded wrong, so you must have been thinking wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Chetwin gave up after that. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, went to Serene Centre Macs to get food before walking to the bus stop with Krystle and Nash (something we haven't done together since P6?) and gossiped. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's all so buhbye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-6050737579244634496?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/6050737579244634496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=6050737579244634496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/6050737579244634496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/6050737579244634496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-feel-sleepyyyy-and-fattttt-d-ok-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-2923355694557900246</id><published>2007-11-03T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T12:06:11.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IUDTlvagjJA"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IUDTlvagjJA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an audio clip of a haircut in a barber shop and it's quite freaky if you're not expecting it to be so realistic. You'll need to put on earphones for it to work properly though /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's all so buhbye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-2923355694557900246?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/2923355694557900246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=2923355694557900246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/2923355694557900246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/2923355694557900246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/11/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-5119136178496015787</id><published>2007-11-02T19:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T19:33:36.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So the song "Wait a Minute" is now stuck in my head -_-""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese tuition nearly killed me. That's all so buhbye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-5119136178496015787?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/5119136178496015787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=5119136178496015787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/5119136178496015787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/5119136178496015787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/11/so-song-wait-minute-is-now-stuck-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-715941555919771246</id><published>2007-11-01T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T13:06:54.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Baby, please, I'm fine&lt;br /&gt;I'm not one of these hos&lt;br /&gt;Chasing dreams and diamond rings&lt;br /&gt;So don't call me no more &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's the 4th day of holidas but I'm bored out of my WITS lah! D:&lt;br /&gt;I NEED MORE MUSIC! SEND ME MORE SONGS IF YOU HAVE! PLEASE! I BEG OF YOU! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok rant over so buhbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-715941555919771246?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/715941555919771246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=715941555919771246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/715941555919771246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/715941555919771246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/11/one-night-and-one-more-time-thanks-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-7079652042213857567</id><published>2007-10-31T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T14:22:11.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My results are bad enough as it is, the last thing I need right now is you being a broken recorder and trying to be strict when I don't see any reason why I should listen to someone who's been absent from my life for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate you, mum. Seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-7079652042213857567?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/7079652042213857567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=7079652042213857567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/7079652042213857567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/7079652042213857567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-results-are-bad-enough-as-it-is-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-5633158542885922067</id><published>2007-10-30T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T18:13:32.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Skydiving into the rock pit of my suicide.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleahx. School sucks ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-5633158542885922067?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/5633158542885922067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=5633158542885922067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/5633158542885922067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/5633158542885922067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/10/bleahx.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-3137284105644472750</id><published>2007-10-29T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T16:40:06.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Choir practices SUCK. GAHHHHHH T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-3137284105644472750?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/3137284105644472750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=3137284105644472750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/3137284105644472750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/3137284105644472750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/10/choir-practices-suck.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-7513480080753343739</id><published>2007-10-28T18:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T18:24:46.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, so Combined Humanities homework's not due till mid-November! :D That means I can still slack a bit :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that was random -_-""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm seriously bored nowww D: so here's a quiz to entertain me for about 5 minutes plus :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You have to use 3 words to answer each question.No more, no less. It’s harder than you think.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Where is your cell phone?-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Your girlfriend/boyfriend?-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does not exist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Your hair?-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short and frizzy (T_T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Where is your father?-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No flipping idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Your favorite thing to do?-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaming or stoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Your dream last night?-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Your favorite drink?-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice cold Coke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Your dream car?-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has chauffeur attached&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. The room you’re in?-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belongs to Mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Your fears?-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be overcomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Who did you hang out with yesterday?-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dysfunctional family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. What aren’t you good at?-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Muffins?-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. One of your wish list items?-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borders book voucher. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. The last thing you did?-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. What are you wearing?-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirt and shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. Your pet?-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 smelly cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. Your computer?-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is a laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. Your life?-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is completely screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. Your mood?-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just plain numb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. Missing?-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, you and you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27. What are you thinking about right now?-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28. Your carno?-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. Your work?-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slave of MOE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30. Your summer?-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is non-existent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31. Your relationship status?-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Single and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32. Your favorite color(s)?-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black, blue, silver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;33. When is the last time you laughed?-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34. Last time you cried?-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35 . School?-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's all so buhbye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-7513480080753343739?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/7513480080753343739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=7513480080753343739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/7513480080753343739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/7513480080753343739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/10/ok-so-combined-humanities-homeworks-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7421706867817872563.post-4775554992823551505</id><published>2007-10-27T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T20:50:44.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So the blood bath I was expecting about my results didn't come true after all. Heh. /: I mean, I got into shit but I'm not grounded for the holidays or anything. So... yay me I guess. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, end of year celebrations were boring lah /: NO MORE HYMN SINGING! WOOT! :D Ok that was random -_-"" But I hate my CCA holiday schedule T_T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna study all I can these holidays, 'O's are in less than a year's time and I'm panicking NOW. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's all so buhbye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7421706867817872563-4775554992823551505?l=candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/feeds/4775554992823551505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7421706867817872563&amp;postID=4775554992823551505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/4775554992823551505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7421706867817872563/posts/default/4775554992823551505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycoatedpsychopath.blogspot.com/2007/10/so-blood-bath-i-was-expecting-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn F.J.W</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vccGJbK-62w/Scr8p0nSSnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WBLmEght564/S220/MIMI+AND+CAROLYN!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
