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  <title>L e r a f e a</title>
  <subtitle>free spirit ~*</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>~* Lera</name>
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  <updated>2008-11-20T10:27:56Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:absolutlera:10352</id>
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    <title>nearly there nearly there...</title>
    <published>2008-11-20T10:27:56Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-20T10:27:56Z</updated>
    <category term="hellyeah"/>
    <category term="skool sarks"/>
    <category term="maplesea"/>
    <content type="html">Okay I have &lt;strong&gt;ONE&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;more paper left to complete tomorrow. I'm not ready for it, but what the hell. &lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, 21st November 2008, at 11am, I will be FREE&amp;nbsp;from the shackles we call the GCE&amp;nbsp;'A' levels. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff0000"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large"&gt;Hell yeah!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So all ya'all science-faculty biatches can stop rubbing it in that you guys finished last friggin' week aiights? ~*kiddin' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Also, I have stupidly dropped my cell into a sewer. So this is a plea for you guys to &lt;span style="color: #33cccc"&gt;please sms me with your names.&lt;/span&gt; I'd really appreciate it &amp;nbsp;=) The number is the same as it was 5 years ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S.&amp;nbsp;REGARDLESS of what Aindreas SAYS. I&amp;nbsp;AM&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;NOT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; LOOKING&amp;nbsp;FOR&amp;nbsp;A&amp;nbsp;DUMBASS&amp;nbsp;BOYFRIEND&amp;nbsp;WHO&amp;nbsp;HAS&amp;nbsp;NOTHING&amp;nbsp;ON&amp;nbsp;HIS&amp;nbsp;MIND&amp;nbsp;BUT&amp;nbsp;MAPLESTORY.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. *cough*&amp;nbsp;toodles~&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:absolutlera:10021</id>
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    <title>life and death</title>
    <published>2008-10-22T03:17:29Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-22T03:41:34Z</updated>
    <category term="valarie tay"/>
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    <content type="html">Valerie Tay commited suicide on the 13th of October at the age of 20, 3 months before her 31st birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartbreak, sadness and a feeling of emptiness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the hospital, she told her father:&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun"&gt;爸，我把快乐给你们留下，让悲伤给我带走&lt;/span&gt;&amp;rdquo;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;can see in the wake of her passing on is numerous accounts of pain, hurt and grief despite understanding in some instances and an effort to 'be happy' for her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of us have contemplated suicide. Those that actually go ahead and do it makes those left behind feel bereft and hurt because have they really been such lousy friends that she had nothing left to keep her here? Was her grief so huge, her pain so bad that ending life is the only way out? I don't know. I really don't. &lt;br /&gt;I never knew her personally, give or take several chance encounters in-game. But my closest friends knew her and their grief is palpable. She was an amazing girl -- beautiful, intelligent, filial and a wonderful friend. Wise.&amp;nbsp;Someone told lil Ryan that his sister was taken away early because she was so perfect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet she might have been one of the loneliest people I've ever met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the grievers take comfort in that she loved each and every single one of you in her own way. Though it might be easy to point fingers and the urge to shove blame &lt;em&gt;somewhere &lt;/em&gt;is strong, just don't. She would have hated it because that's the kind of girl she was. Self-sacrificing to the very last.&amp;nbsp;Humans err, some more than others, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Daddy, I'm leaving all the happiness behind for you guys, and taking away the pain and sadness&amp;nbsp;with me.&amp;quot; -Val.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The GCE&amp;nbsp;'A' levels start on the 3rd of November for me and finish on the 21st of the same month. I will then be taking a much needed break in Bintan with my lovely mother, hopefully leaving behind whatever unhappiness that plagues us, even if its just for the extended weekend.&lt;br /&gt;I do apologize for my absence, regardless of extenuating circumstances&amp;nbsp;(a lack of a functioning pc for myself) and hope for your understanding. Though I will not flatter myself into thinking that I've been missed, I&amp;nbsp;hope I'll be welcomed back when&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;do return (hopefully with a new laptop as promised by my father). Don't hold your breath though, I've been hearing such 'plans' for close to half a year now.&lt;br /&gt;Life hasn't been great lately, but I won't go into details -- Just put&amp;nbsp;my head down, study, and let the world pass by till it comes to the time when I'll have to face it with my eyes wide open. &lt;br /&gt;Thank God for friends that stay by you and who're willing to let you whinge your ear off. I hope&amp;nbsp;I can be that friend to you too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care, ya'all.&lt;br /&gt;-&amp;nbsp;Jillian&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:absolutlera:9738</id>
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    <title>Countdown: 40 days</title>
    <published>2008-09-24T01:15:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-24T01:15:42Z</updated>
    <category term="grades sarks"/>
    <category term="family!resentment"/>
    <category term="skool sarks"/>
    <lj:music>Annoying J1 boys</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;So my Preliminary Examinations are over and done with and the results have trickled in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literature:&amp;nbsp;E&lt;br /&gt;Mathematics:&amp;nbsp;C&lt;br /&gt;Economics:&amp;nbsp;B&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;Inquiry:&amp;nbsp;B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks horrible, doesn't it? Couldn't even bring myself to read my literature scripts. They made me cringe. However, believe it or not, this is infinitely better than my previous exams... which says a lot about my academic achievements in college. (read:&amp;nbsp;Non-existent). Bagged second in place in class, a point behind WC. Anyway, the mother isn't happy and my reaction to that is a very simple, curt and hurt:&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;whatever&amp;quot;. What's new? So your daughter is an idiot, get over it already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40 Days to the 'A' levels. I&amp;nbsp;can&lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; wait for them to over even if I am wholly unprepared and unwilling to prepare. I want my internet back. Right now, though, am trying to finish writing my independent study for KI which makes up 40% of my grade. Struggling but moving forward. I have my conference with my tutor later today. It's due next week and I'll probably be able to breathe easier then. SO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONWARD, HO~&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, whatever.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:absolutlera:9653</id>
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    <title>Okay this seriously sucks</title>
    <published>2008-07-15T00:35:16Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-15T00:35:16Z</updated>
    <category term="family!resentment"/>
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    <content type="html">My net went down at home a month ago, (Maybe more, I lost count) which really, &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;sucks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents said they'd get me a new modem after my second round of block tests. They're over. Have been over for 3 weeks now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now mum says that since my brother is going into the U next month, I might as well wait till he gets his laptop so that I can take over his desktop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my brother says no way in hell he'll give up his desktop since he paid for it with his own money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the mother says that since my 18th birthday is coming up, I can get a laptop for my birthday AND christmas and maybe for my birthday next year as well.&amp;nbsp;No qualms about that. But....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... After my A levels. Which is in 2 months time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider Jillian dead, thanks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and I have to go now before the school tech catches me doing non-school related shit.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you all terribly.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:absolutlera:9228</id>
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    <title>Looking back on those days...</title>
    <published>2008-05-23T17:51:21Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-23T17:51:21Z</updated>
    <category term="insanerz"/>
    <category term="shufylove"/>
    <category term="schwa!zzeneger"/>
    <category term="clare!bear"/>
    <category term="anna!banana"/>
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    <category term="norilove"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_klammed' lj:user='klammed' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://klammed.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://klammed.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;klammed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;~&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Remember this?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="210" alt="" width="280" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g274/sil_vercross/p%20h%20o%20t%20o%20s/INsanerzatinventio.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The once upon a times wherein we all thought friendship would last forever. Then time passes and people move on... You know the drill. S'just you an' me left of our insane lil' group now, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll live.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="ramblings about my day~"&gt;1. SCHOOL'S OUT :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it really is. Officially speaking, that is. We've still got 3 more days of holiday lectures and a consultation or two here and there. The rest is all up to us &lt;strike&gt;ir&lt;/strike&gt;responsible college students to be disciplined enough to study and work towards doing WELL for our 'A' levels. Whee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four weeks to Block Tests II&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Anna's choir concert&lt;br /&gt;Well, suffice to say that I'm not very fond of SAJC's chorale right now but that's alright. I've got nothing to do with them anyways. However, mess with my cousin and you mess with me. *fangs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had night out with Anna &amp;amp; Clare... and Matthew &amp;amp; Genevieve. Supper was good. Snap, I FORGOT TO PAY HER! Guh. Anyway -.-" I've just got home from&amp;nbsp;it. Dead on my feet... hence the incoherency.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Shout-outs&lt;br /&gt;Safe trip, Nori-luv.&lt;br /&gt;ilu too, Shufy.&lt;br /&gt;HI BIAO JIE :D &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Heya there clare bear.&lt;br /&gt;(hee!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Light's out.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna crash. Bai. &lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>blegh</title>
    <published>2008-05-20T21:44:01Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-20T21:44:01Z</updated>
    <category term="rawr"/>
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    <content type="html">I think that there are no more RPs out there worth apping for D: &lt;br /&gt;Or RPs that would be willing to take in this lil' stray.  &lt;br /&gt;I should stick with TF and cull and give up on all other RPs!&lt;br /&gt;Recommend me some or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;FIND ME ANOTHER FANDOM D:&lt;/big&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:absolutlera:8715</id>
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    <title>Meme spam</title>
    <published>2008-05-20T02:17:09Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-20T02:17:09Z</updated>
    <category term="meme"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="3" bgcolor="white"&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.colorquiz.com"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="ColorQuiz.com" src="http://www.colorquiz.com/images/colorquizlogosmall2.gif" width="120" height="32"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;Jill took the free ColorQuiz.com personality test!&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Intense, vital, and animated, taking a delight in ..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.colorquiz.com/cgi-bin/results.cgi?do=print_blog&amp;amp;picked1=3,2,4,1,5,0,6,7,5&amp;amp;picked2=3,4,1,2,5,6,0,7,3&amp;amp;sex=f&amp;amp;blog_name=Jill"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to read the rest of the results.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're right, &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_centric' lj:user='centric' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://centric.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://centric.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;centric&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It's freakishly accurate. o.o</content>
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    <title>Home sweet home</title>
    <published>2008-05-19T14:19:08Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-19T14:42:31Z</updated>
    <category term="blasted weather"/>
    <category term="lethylove"/>
    <category term="fighting!"/>
    <category term="rest &amp;amp; respite"/>
    <category term="skool sarks"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;'Twas a relaxing weekend;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Javanese massage, herbal steam room, futile shopping, donut buying, sleeping in till 9, doing absolutely nothing productive... you get the picture. &amp; Speaking of pictures, &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_lethanon' lj:user='lethanon' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://lethanon.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://lethanon.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;lethanon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I'll upload some when I get around to bugging my mum for them 'cause I didn't bother bringing my camera. *lazy; sheepish* More to come then, unless I completely forget. (&amp; you owe me tag, girl!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Unfortunately, it's over.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did finish reading 'Pride &amp; Prejudice' for the 2nd time this year, although I didn't quite make it through 'Fasting, Feasting'. I was &lt;i&gt;supposed&lt;/i&gt; to work on a lit essay today but somehow I spent the entire day looking through fics and playing some mindless mystery solver game. Oh, and falling asleep with lit text over my face. XD I fail like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I blame the weather...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's so goddamned HOT. Stepping out of the house is practically suicide. The moment you open the door there's this heatwave heading straight at your face. Not Pleasant. Mandatory bath-taking after stepping out of the house now. Dreading school tomorrow (*tosses face towel into duffel*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Drawing the line D:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Gotta happen &lt;i&gt;some&lt;/i&gt; time, preferably &lt;s&gt;soon&lt;/s&gt; now. Ugh, I hate it when I have to do this. Makes life so... miserable, I think the word is. The reduction of one's daily lifestyle into a series of instructions, attempts at fulfilling expectations, reaching for that unseen end...... dead. X3  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me of a recent conversation actually. Guy called me up from marketing company that I did a job survey for awhile back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;random employee&lt;/b&gt;: We're kind of short on staff now so if you're interested you should come down for the orientation next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt;: I'd love to, but I kinda finish school at 6:30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;random employee&lt;/b&gt;: Oh, is that just for tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt;: Nope, that'd be every day of the week, almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;random employee&lt;/b&gt;: *laughs* Year 2 then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt;: How ever did you know? -_- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Finish ALL assignments ON TIME&lt;br /&gt;2) Prepare for tutorials &amp; tuition &lt;br /&gt;3) Resume training regime&lt;br /&gt;4) Cease procrastinating ;-; please?&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Oh, hell ;;</title>
    <published>2008-05-16T13:47:14Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-16T13:47:14Z</updated>
    <category term="vacationnzz"/>
    <category term="fighting!"/>
    <category term="skool sarks"/>
    <category term="welcome"/>
    <category term="norilove"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;6 WEEKS TO BLOCK TESTS II&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*facepalm* Needless to say, I will be attempting to mug myself up a wall. The to-do list at the side of my LJ looks pre~tty daunting. *!)@#*!_@(#* 'Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HELLO &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_moonsliver' lj:user='moonsliver' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://moonsliver.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://moonsliver.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;moonsliver&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my f-list. I don't spam much, promise.&lt;br /&gt;Will &lt;i&gt;hopefully&lt;/i&gt; catch you and &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_mildly_deluded' lj:user='mildly_deluded' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://mildly-deluded.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://mildly-deluded.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;mildly_deluded&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at good times for playing next week. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TAKING WEEKEND OFF&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to M'sia for spa treatment and whatnot courtesy of my uncle and my mum's indulgence. I like indulgence (: &lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, it also means that I will probably end up not being able to complete my assignments that are due next week. Oops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to go pack duffel now or I'll end up falling asleep before I get round to doing it. I'm stupid like that ~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I WILL SEE &lt;a href="http://absolutlera.livejournal.com/friends/"&gt;YOU GUYS&lt;/a&gt; NEXT TUESDAY (WITH PICCUS) TYVM &amp;hearts; BE GOOD ^_~&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;'specially you, &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_mikage' lj:user='mikage' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://mikage.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://mikage.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;mikage&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Don't forget to eat even tho' you're getting buried under workload.&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:absolutlera:8030</id>
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    <title>15th of May</title>
    <published>2008-05-14T13:09:13Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-14T13:09:13Z</updated>
    <category term="self damnation"/>
    <content type="html">Tomorrow's Tricia's 3rd death anniversary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost forgot until Rhys called me up during music and told me to meet him after school. It struck me then, that I had actually forgotten my best friend's death anniversary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't say I shouldn't feel guilty because I can't help it. I mean, really, what kind of shitty friend am I? I don't even have it marked down on my planner or anything -- it's like I'd just totally forgotten that she'd existed in the first place, even though she'd been there for me since I could ever remember right till the day she died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trish isn't someone I want to forget. She's not someone I should forget. I'm not saying cry every day over the loss I share with our circle of friends but damnit. She deserves better. Hell, the only time I ever think about her is when I see Rhys and Christian or when I'm feeling particularly stressed out and at a loss of what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My vocabulary and state of mind isn't allowing me to express my feelings in a more comprehendable manner right now. Let's just say I feel like the shittiest person alive right now. Screw rationality. I'm a fuckin' idiot.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss having someone to hug who won't let go until I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finish off school at 6:30pm but I'll be meeting the guys for drinking and rounds of tear-inducing nostalgia. Somehow it's almost tradition now... one of those &lt;i&gt;do or die&lt;/i&gt; kind of traditions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oddly enough, I'm looking forward to it.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:absolutlera:7751</id>
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    <title>Ow.</title>
    <published>2008-05-13T20:24:50Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-13T20:24:50Z</updated>
    <category term="i fail like that"/>
    <category term="ow godamn fucking ow"/>
    <content type="html">Okay this is seriously NOT funny.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kicked the bloody frame of my bed on accident and my half of my fucking toenail got ripped out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goddamnit it HURTS. I don't even wanna go and bathe because I know it's gonna bloody sting. Hello, low threshold for pain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, I don't wanna go to school and I don't wanna go for physical trg. But I've got consulation with Ms K and a stupid&amp;nbsp;KI&amp;nbsp;msa&amp;nbsp;to take. Will have to wait until mum gets up and see what she says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY am I such a stupid klutz? Ugh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ow. &lt;/em&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:absolutlera:7620</id>
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    <title>For the glory of the college</title>
    <published>2008-05-12T13:35:06Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-12T13:35:06Z</updated>
    <category term="fighting!"/>
    <category term="pictures"/>
    <category term="team sajc"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are arming for a fight&lt;br /&gt;Pressing on with all our might&lt;br /&gt;Pluming wings for higher flight&lt;br /&gt;UP AND ON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="167" alt="" width="250" border="5" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g274/sil_vercross/p%20h%20o%20t%20o%20s/TEAMSAJC.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Lost to ACS(i) in the rugby finals, 21-28. Close fight, awesome match.&lt;br /&gt;Not really fond of the rugby team but&lt;br /&gt;Well played, guys (:&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:absolutlera:7233</id>
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    <title>Feeling incredibly lucky at the moment</title>
    <published>2008-05-12T00:51:34Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-12T01:38:14Z</updated>
    <category term="thank you lord"/>
    <category term="shufylove"/>
    <category term="fighting!"/>
    <category term="i am teh queen of procrastination"/>
    <category term="four leaf clover!"/>
    <category term="rpg"/>
    <category term="afterthecull"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;1. Mother's day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I completely forgot about it until the day itself, actually. So I was all "ohnoes" when I woke up&amp;nbsp;before I figured that I could always go to the nearest mall after my music class to buy my mum a gift.&amp;nbsp;Then&amp;nbsp;Yun&amp;nbsp;called and asked if I could GQ... So I forgot all over again. *fails*&amp;nbsp;(Should be noted here also that I'm pretty much broke as well). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But!&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;I managed, amidst the flailing, to gather up some art supplies to make her a card. Now I don't know about you guys but receiving cards from a family member as a gift is somewhat... disappointing. So I painting a picture for her and wrote&amp;nbsp;a prayer instead. She loved it, thank you God. Then I received a message from my godmother&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;reminding &lt;/em&gt;me that it's mothers' day and that I should wish her and cherish her.&amp;nbsp;Reminder was a day too late but, okay. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Antony &amp;amp; Cleopatra essay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to gather up quotes and a basic gist of what I wanted to write, but I basically fell asleep last night before I got round to actually &lt;em&gt;writing &lt;/em&gt;it. Which pretty much meant that I panicked (again) when I woke up at about 4:30am. That would be about 4 hours after I intended to get my ass out of bed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But! Just as I was going: "All things happen for a reason", Miss K sms-ed me to tell me that she had to cancel our consultation because some media crew was coming down during the time we had decided on. *GLEE*&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What this also means is that I don't have lessons till... 11am. And then we finish at 1pm 'cause the school is sending down the entire &lt;em&gt;cohort &lt;/em&gt;down to support the rugby finals. Awesome shit :D except that I hate crowds :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. RPG &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_afterthecull' lj:user='afterthecull' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/afterthecull/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/afterthecull/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;afterthecull&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got Saeki. *blinks* Lol. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hi Shufy&amp;nbsp;!&amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;Deja vu?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. HAPPY BIRTHDAY HUIPING :D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I get an early present from &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_lethanon' lj:user='lethanon' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://lethanon.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://lethanon.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;lethanon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;this year. *GRIN*&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yes. I am an immensely happy, lucky girl. *spastic grin*&lt;br /&gt;KI MSA tomorrow. I'm so bored right now, I'll probably end up studying. =.= Or not.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Okay, so I've figured that</title>
    <published>2008-05-10T14:08:47Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-10T14:08:47Z</updated>
    <category term="sabowling"/>
    <category term="lovin&amp;apos;s"/>
    <category term="reflections"/>
    <category term="fighting!"/>
    <category term="pictures"/>
    <lj:music>C.May -- If I kissed you</lj:music>
    <content type="html">1. I&amp;nbsp;should stop being such a self-centered and conceited little brat. &lt;br /&gt;My teammates&amp;nbsp;have ceased to be the people I turn to for friendship for some time now, but&amp;nbsp;they are&amp;nbsp;nice people nevertheless... There's no need for me to avoid&amp;nbsp;them and express a great reluctance to be in their company. It's not their fault, they don't deserve this and I can do better than that. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'We came as friends, left as a family' -- Anuuar, SA Bowler 2005-2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Missing those times. Will be looking forward to rapture '08.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I need to start&amp;nbsp;working towards&amp;nbsp;my 'A' levels.&lt;br /&gt;Every damned time I look at my to-do list,&amp;nbsp;I think that&amp;nbsp;there's no time to study because there's always homework to do.&amp;nbsp;I should adopt the 'homework is also study' and the 'consultations rock!' attitude. Top of my list: A&amp;amp;C essay for Miss K's consultation on Monday.&amp;nbsp;I can do this, damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I&amp;nbsp;should appreciate my parents more.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so they fight&amp;nbsp;a lot and subconciously take it out on me half the time but I spend more than half the day out of the house and the rest of it sequestered in my own room. But they're my parents, who love me, feed me, clothe me and provide for me.&amp;nbsp;So maybe a little respect is in order for when I actually have to interact with them. We'll work on the 'spending more time with them' part later.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I love my friends, classmates, teammates and&amp;nbsp;my online lovahs&amp;nbsp;who've stood by me and helped me to realize that there's so much more to living than just studies, myself, and my hopes for an idealistic life. *sheepish grin*&amp;nbsp;The bright sunshine, laughter, love and fun -- I owe it all to you guys. Godsends, you lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I really miss Fedora.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img height="225" alt="" width="300" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g274/sil_vercross/p%20h%20o%20t%20o%20s/FedorawrandJill.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idiot, going to Laselle like that and LEAVING ME BEHIND &amp;gt;F&amp;nbsp;Inviting me out for a concert isn't gonna help 'cause right now I'm drowning in schoolwork and am becoming a nerd/hermit/no-life-loser.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Lol, I've also&amp;nbsp;found amelia's LJ:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_after1990' lj:user='after1990' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://after1990.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://after1990.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;after1990&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hi, fats! (if you're reading this)&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>time for some FUN math &amp;lt;3</title>
    <published>2008-05-07T14:11:41Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-07T14:17:02Z</updated>
    <category term="oooh shiny"/>
    <category term="pictures"/>
    <category term="tkgs lovahs"/>
    <lj:music>Switchfoot -- ammunition</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This is what you get when: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="(Jill + Ney + Char + Anne) x Beer = "&gt;Jill (although I don't usually looks so harmless)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 242px; HEIGHT: 177px" height="225" alt="" width="300" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g274/sil_vercross/p%20h%20o%20t%20o%20s/DSC01193.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renee (hotstuff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 174px" height="210" alt="" width="280" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g274/sil_vercross/p%20h%20o%20t%20o%20s/DSC01182.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Char &amp;amp; Anne&amp;nbsp;(spastics &amp;lt;3!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="188" alt="" width="250" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g274/sil_vercross/p%20h%20o%20t%20o%20s/DSC01186.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x Beer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 173px" height="263" alt="" width="350" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g274/sil_vercross/p%20h%20o%20t%20o%20s/DSC01196.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 242px; HEIGHT: 175px" height="225" alt="" width="300" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g274/sil_vercross/p%20h%20o%20t%20o%20s/DSC01197.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 241px; HEIGHT: 179px" height="300" alt="" width="400" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g274/sil_vercross/p%20h%20o%20t%20o%20s/DSC01198.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 241px; HEIGHT: 180px" height="300" alt="" width="400" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g274/sil_vercross/p%20h%20o%20t%20o%20s/DSC01199.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x) This was November '07,&amp;nbsp;I think.&amp;nbsp;At Changi Beach Club. &lt;br /&gt;We didn't get smashed, but we had lots of fun nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why I dug these up, but I've never posted them before and I absolutely &amp;lt;3 these girls ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grins; totters off to bed*</content>
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    <title>Ugh.</title>
    <published>2008-05-05T02:02:41Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-05T02:02:41Z</updated>
    <category term="i am teh queen of procrastination"/>
    <lj:music>Super Junior - Disco drive</lj:music>
    <content type="html">*Squashes&amp;nbsp;the want to RP and&amp;nbsp;goes to do her essay*&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>Boredom, my god, the boredom.</title>
    <published>2008-05-02T03:00:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-02T03:02:04Z</updated>
    <category term="cookie love"/>
    <category term="skool sarks"/>
    <category term="pointless babble~"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;And the &lt;strong&gt;hunger&lt;/strong&gt;. I'm so broke I don't have money to eat. Damnit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the library with Mel right now. Poor sod is rushing out an Econs case study while I stare blankly into space.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been doing much at all, though I did manage to churn out a 3k word chapter for the &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3589006/1/A_Time_of_Change"&gt;HP fic&lt;/a&gt; I haven't updated in half a year. That, when I'm supposed to have written at least 3 overdue essays.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fail as an academic.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do miss writing though.&amp;nbsp;and RP.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_mikage' lj:user='mikage' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://mikage.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://mikage.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;sharpie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;puts it best: "&lt;span&gt;too much shit to do and not enough time to do it "&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI COOKIE! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>The morning after</title>
    <published>2008-04-30T02:05:54Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-04T02:11:26Z</updated>
    <category term="i am teh queen of procrastination"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Took a day off school. Told the parentals that I've got another day of competition and will have to go down to the doctors to get a med cert to cover my absence in school. Figured that I could use the time to catch up on assignments I haven't quite finished. And dayum~ there's a &lt;em&gt;lot &lt;/em&gt;left undone.&amp;nbsp;Guh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I miss yous Nori &amp;amp; Lethy T_T&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="todotdotodo"&gt;1. KI; essay on language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;2. Math; Binomial &amp;amp;&lt;/strike&gt; Poisson distrb.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;3. Lit; A&amp;amp;C&amp;nbsp;BT1 essay for Miss K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;4. Econs; Case study (HCI Qn2)&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strike&gt;(Sms Jo for cfmation)&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;5. Lit; Finish re-reading P&amp;amp;P&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;6.&amp;nbsp;Fic; ToC chapter 3&lt;/strike&gt; Beta &amp;amp; Post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;7. Misc; Get MC from docs&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. RP; TF post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;9. Bowling; Steph's banner for masters&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Yes, I turn to LJ when I feel like shit.</title>
    <published>2008-04-29T14:07:14Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-30T02:20:28Z</updated>
    <category term="sabowling"/>
    <category term="letitoutalready"/>
    <category term="yes i&amp;apos;m overly sensitive"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Well,&amp;nbsp;hello teenage angst, welcome back. (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'A' division tenpin bowling championships are over, along with me having to pretend to be the best of friends with my teammates. It has been very, very trying to have to smile and cheer my heart out to encourage them to bowl their best.&amp;nbsp;But I did, and if anyone dares to say otherwise, I will personally rip out their innards and feed it to them. I might have broken down and cried once during training and once after quartet 1, but I'm absolutely certain that my lousy bowling can be used as an excuse for it. Besides that, well, I doubt the team has noticed much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't told many people about this, just Renee,&amp;nbsp;Yuin and Mel. Sarah's been busy with drama so I figure best not bother her&amp;nbsp;too much right now. Suffice to say, however, it's been going on for some time and&amp;nbsp;accumulating to the point that I can't help but be affected by it. And because&amp;nbsp;I know that&amp;nbsp;none of you that read my LJ know what&amp;nbsp;the hell I'm&amp;nbsp;going on&amp;nbsp;about, my&amp;nbsp;pathetic excuse&amp;nbsp;for this bout of self pity is as follows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="My Pathetic Excuse for (this current) Bout of Self-pity"&gt;I finished 21st out 280(?) people. I'm not happy, per se. But I sure as hell wouldn't be crying &lt;em&gt;because&lt;/em&gt; of it, if it weren't for the fact that my teammates have made me feel so miserable about myself.&amp;nbsp;Though I should probably note here that&amp;nbsp;I'm&amp;nbsp;pretty sure they're unaware of it. That is to say, they have &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; gone out of their way to make me feel like a worthless piece of dirt (I hope).&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have put a lot of time, effort and genuine feeling into the bowling team. My classmates have complained that I prioritize the team before I do the class (which incidentally,&amp;nbsp;I do love very much). Because I honestly felt that it was worth it and that my teammates were friends that I could come to rely on and place my trust in. I did my best, I tried to be their friend, offered help when I knew they needed it. I availed myself as a listening ear, and hey, FREE HUGS, ANYONE? lol.&amp;nbsp;Nothing big. Probably&amp;nbsp;long forgotten by now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I must've screwed up somewhere along the way. Because right now, I feel like shit. Everytime I'm with them, I feel like I shouldn't be there. It's as though I'm intruding into some bonding time and impinging upon their friendship and politeness. When I say something, there's this awkward pause and I'm not stupid, really. I can feel it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shan't harp on it, but I assure you, the feeling &lt;strong&gt;sucks.&lt;/strong&gt; There is not one single person in the entire fucking team that I can honestly say that I trust and would turn to for help.&amp;nbsp;I'll cheer for you any day, people. You're still my teammates and I can't change that fact. I'm so goddamned proud and happy for all of your achievements... I'm just sorry I can't be a better teammate to all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why I'm crying, okay? Ask me why I won't tell you &lt;em&gt;why &lt;/em&gt;I'm crying.&amp;nbsp;I assure you, I dislike crying very much. And please don't say that I should talk&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;to someone in the team and not run away from it. Because seriously, who do you expect me to confide in? Mrs. Wee? Uncle Adam? Uncle Adam who is Clara's godfather?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell, no. (This is me being childish, yes. I don't feel like considering their opinion right now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need my friends. I get lonely and emo easily.&amp;nbsp;I don't need people who only want me at certain periods of times because they&amp;nbsp;want something out of me.&amp;nbsp;I need &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;friends&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Genuine ones.&amp;nbsp;I'm tired of being the one that is always going out of my way for&amp;nbsp;people.&amp;nbsp;Hell, I'm exhausted. Lonely and exhausted.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially since I haven't&amp;nbsp;dated anyone after Rhys and after Kai cheated on me and broke my heart.&amp;nbsp;Esepcially since Sarah's busy with drama, Ney's busy with &lt;em&gt;stuff&lt;/em&gt;, Yuin's got nationals and is stressed out and benched, Rhys is in Camp and Chris isn't even in Singapore. That's why Jillian's talking to herself on LJ.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, I am thankful that I do have friends beyond the SA bowling team, which, without me, looks&amp;nbsp;pretty good actually.&amp;nbsp;Come to think of it, they're better off without me. Deep, deep, &lt;em&gt;deep&lt;/em&gt; down inside, I know I still treasure them very much as teammates and the happy memories are not going to be forgotten any time soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Jillian, withdrawing into a taciturn silence and reverting back to her introverted tendencies as she indulges in self-loathing and whatnot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#c0c0c0"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Thanks Sarah, Yuin, Mel, Ney, Rhys, Chris &amp;amp; Tricia (who thou art in heaven). I don't know what I'd do without you shitheads ((: And thanks for coming down to support me, Sarah &amp;amp; Joshua. All the best for nationals! And grats to Amelia and Azyan and my lovely teammates from TKGS (IMISSYOU). Much love.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;St. Andrew's Junior College (Girls) -- 3rd&lt;br /&gt;St. Andrew's Junior College (Boys) -- 2nd&lt;br /&gt;Doubles event (Girls) 2nd&amp;nbsp;-- Clara Lau, Stephanie Tay&lt;br /&gt;Team event (Girls) 2nd -- Clara Lau, Stephanie Tay, Ryanna Ang, Elysia Kok&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;All Events (Girls)&amp;nbsp;1st&amp;nbsp;-- Clara Lau&lt;br /&gt;Masters Qualifiers -- Clara Lau, Stephanie Tay, Benedict&amp;nbsp;Poh&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, SAJC BOWLING TEAM. &amp;lt;3&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;P.S. I&amp;nbsp;actually just needed to let that bit of frustration out.&amp;nbsp;I feel better already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>This isn't allevating my frustration in the least.</title>
    <published>2008-02-25T05:40:45Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-25T05:49:37Z</updated>
    <category term="skool sarks"/>
    <content type="html">There's this ball of frustration lodged somewhere in&amp;nbsp;my chest.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;No amount of thumping at it seems to be able to get it out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda just want to curl up in a ball under my blanket and fall into undisturbed slumber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="because"&gt;I don't handle stress well. Rather, I don't handle responsibilities well. Or at all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause there's this seemingly cool carpet under which I have the habit of sweeping everything I don' t want to deal with. This includes assignments, studying, training, family duty, friendship and relationship problems.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;What I cannot solve with immediately, I toss out of sight and out of mind until the absolute last minute, if at all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then of course there comes that time where there's not enough space under that stupid carpet. Kind of like how there's no more virtual memory left on your computer and you gotta clear your internet cache. Only that it really is not as easy as clicking that 'delete' button.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an important academic year for me. The 'A' levels determine whether or not I have a future with a comfortable income or one that has me running around cleaning up other people's shit. I know that. Everyone knows that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;It's so goddamn important that every teacher, every classmate and every mother has seen to it that you are reminded of this reality every fucking day of our miserable lives. It's not their fault, of course. Because they're not wrong. I end up reminding myself about it every time I'm doing something other than studying.&amp;nbsp;And I hardly study, by the way. It puts me straight to sleep or to computer games. I KNOW WHERE I'M GOING WRONG YOU DON'T HAVE TO POINT IT OUT TO ME. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&amp;nbsp;I just&amp;nbsp;never quite do anything about it.&amp;nbsp;Proving me to be a lazy and inept imbecile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now it has come to the point at which I am suffering from a near-complete deprivation of&amp;nbsp;a good night's rest (or any sleep at all for that matter), have withdrawn completely from my classmates and teammates (who I quite unfairly think don't really give much shit about me), and have absolutely no idea how to go about relieving this accumulated and perpetuated stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that fucking ball remains fucking stuck in my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do with myself any more. And&amp;nbsp;if anyone gives me that shit about my life not having to revolve around school work,&amp;nbsp;there will be another murder to add to the statistics. What else is there for my life to revolve around?&amp;nbsp;Hmmm? The transient&amp;nbsp;nature of&amp;nbsp;inter-personal relationships?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literature is proving to be a pain in the ass. I am absolutely sure that given&amp;nbsp;a sufficient amount of time and stamina/concentration, I will be able to top my class any time. But because this is totally &lt;strong&gt;not &lt;/strong&gt;the case, I will have to practice and get used to churning out well-written and developed essays within the space of an hour and under the pressure of having to do well under that gaze that some teachers can't seem to live without. The time and dedication needed to practice doing so.... .... Not something I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge and Inquiry. Why am I taking this subject again? I will have to live in the library for the next fucking three months before I will be able to even UNDERSTAND what the stupid questions are asking me fore. And then, of course, there is that essay-writing thing going on for this subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Economics. Reading. Essay-writing practice. Tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mathematics. Tuition. Understanding. Practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me another 3 years and I might be able to pull this off.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have &lt;strong&gt;seven months&lt;/strong&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowling season's coming up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the ball just grew bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During moral ed., our teacher had us write a certain problem that's been bugging us lately on a piece of paper. She then had these randomly handed out to people so that they could write words of encouragement and such. I wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"junior college makes me feel stupid"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and didn't bother reading the reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I have a headache.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>I survived...</title>
    <published>2008-01-04T07:04:45Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-04T07:04:45Z</updated>
    <category term="fighting!"/>
    <category term="skool sarks"/>
    <lj:music>Pride &amp; Prejudice soundtrack</lj:music>
    <content type="html">... my first day back at college, running on 2 hours of sleep and having done absolutely nothing about my holiday assignments. Was awesome seeing teammates and classmates again, though I didn't realize how much I've missed them until I actually saw them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my English Lit teacher is an absolute monster. You can hear the German accent and you can feel the&amp;nbsp;spittle flying at you as she &lt;strong&gt;glares&lt;/strong&gt; down at you if you so much as have a&amp;nbsp;strand of hair out of place.&amp;nbsp;The tension in the effin' classroom was so thick, I could've lopped off my own head for coughing. Stupid cold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, it's kinda daunting how my first year in college passed by so fast. I now have approximately 8 months to cram in whole syllabuses into my head in order to ace my A levels. I need that scholarship!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah! I'm pretty much scared of the upcoming year. I've got &lt;em&gt;so much&lt;/em&gt; to do over the weekend, I don't even want to think about the rest of the year. Heaven help me, I cannot even imagine cutting down on my play time. Can you say fucked? &lt;br /&gt;Right now though, I am going to tuck my exhausted self into bed at 3 in the afternoon and sleep my jet lag away.</content>
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    <title>HAY DISNEYLAND!</title>
    <published>2007-12-26T10:46:37Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-26T10:46:37Z</updated>
    <category term="skool sarks"/>
    <category term="dec 2007 holiday"/>
    <content type="html">Fun. Although the 'hour per ride' queueing&amp;nbsp;was enough to drive&amp;nbsp;me crazy.&amp;nbsp;The rides weren't &lt;em&gt;fantastic&lt;/em&gt;, per se, but they were enjoyable enough. Pretty damned short rides actually. Good thing the novelty of it all was enough to keep me entertained and bouncing around like I had imbibed 4 cups of coffee.&amp;nbsp;Particularly enjoyed &lt;strong&gt;space mountain&lt;/strong&gt;, a roller coaster in the &lt;u&gt;dark&lt;/u&gt;. Took it 3 times with my cousins -- that's 3 hours of waiting for 15 minutes of the ride.&amp;nbsp;In need of a good &lt;em&gt;long&lt;/em&gt; and exhilirating coaster ride. Pictures when I can -- There was nothing else to do while waiting in line &lt;em&gt;but&lt;/em&gt; to camwhore. So camwhore we did. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No legoland though ;-;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to Sea World tomorrow. Smothering on aunt and uncle's part wearing on my nerves. Patience MUST hold out though, because they are my elders and they love me and I should love and understand them too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Jillian. Keep telling yourself that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, received email from KI teacher. I've got a ton of things to do before our first lesson next year, which I'm going to miss. I do not have the time OR the resources to get said things done before I head home. Not to&amp;nbsp;forget that I have&amp;nbsp;two lit essays due on the 4th and teacher has yet to respond to my request for an extension of deadline. Ooh boy. Sounds like I'm headed&amp;nbsp;brain-first into deep shit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I'll just dive headfirst into bed~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Norii~ I be calling you tomorrow again. ^____^</content>
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    <title>*hijacks*</title>
    <published>2007-12-25T11:20:00Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-25T11:20:00Z</updated>
    <category term="nori loves you"/>
    <category term="oooh shiny"/>
    <lj:music>UVERworld - D-tecnoLife</lj:music>
    <content type="html">JILLIAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU HAS A NEW LAYOUT. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want anything changed, lemme know and will fix &amp;amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeee~</content>
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    <title>YAY Hilton~*</title>
    <published>2007-12-25T08:14:20Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-25T08:22:03Z</updated>
    <category term="dec 2007 holiday"/>
    <category term="norilove"/>
    <lj:music>some chinese radio station</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;for&amp;nbsp;giving me interweb access. My uncle is&amp;nbsp;footing the bill for the next three days, too, although&amp;nbsp;I have to share with my cousins.&amp;nbsp;I hog the laptop like&amp;nbsp;it's gonna blow up tomorrow. I can't help it! It's my chosen vice. You understand. Yes you do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note: HAY DISNEYLAND! :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. Spending my Christmas in LA. No traffic jam from San Hose too. If I knew how to I'd totally dance a happy jig around the room. It makes me sad that only Jonathan bothered to SMS me to wish me Merry Christmas though. Family-wise, I mean. I even texted my mother but she didna reply. My father hates Christmas so I shan't even bother. I get no presents this year. ;-;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got to call Nori by stealing aunt's&amp;nbsp;cell.&amp;nbsp;*laughs* Love ya, babe ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS &amp;lt;3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;(I like how I'm wishing the one person that reads my LJ and yet typing as though I'm talking to a&amp;nbsp;whole bunch of people =x)&lt;/p&gt;And as a parting note:&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;READ STEPHENIE MEYER'S &lt;strong&gt;TWILIGHT&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;NEW MOON&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;ECLIPSE.&lt;/strong&gt;</content>
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    <title>peektures :D</title>
    <published>2007-12-21T18:51:59Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-11T01:06:13Z</updated>
    <category term="dec 2007 holiday"/>
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    <lj:music>Jeffrey's whining</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="random photos "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/absolutlera/pic/00001gf9/"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="" width="300" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/absolutlera/pic/00001gf9/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I can't survive without the intarwebs. That's my cousin, Cassie, on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/absolutlera/pic/00002sze/"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="" width="300" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/absolutlera/pic/00002sze/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freakin' Freezin'. I look like a fat onion in all those layers :D&lt;br /&gt;Food was good though =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/absolutlera/pic/00003eqy/"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="" width="300" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/absolutlera/pic/00003eqy/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I look scared? Because going down that mountain was fucking terrifying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/absolutlera/pic/0000443k/"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="" width="300" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/absolutlera/pic/0000443k/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousins Jeffrey and Zhi Hui making snow angels.&lt;br /&gt;They're little devils though, trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/absolutlera/pic/000059cq/"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="" width="300" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/absolutlera/pic/000059cq/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They do look cute, don't they, the little terrors?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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