<?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-7363581333319857759</id><updated>2011-12-31T01:22:08.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Move this, move that, verse one, verse two</title><subtitle type='html'>.....Nights Running Scared</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>380</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-365470632832202442</id><published>2011-08-23T05:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T11:44:54.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy belated birthday</title><content type='html'>To mah blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-365470632832202442?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/365470632832202442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=365470632832202442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/365470632832202442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/365470632832202442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-belated-birthday.html' title='Happy belated birthday'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-8534447372947403169</id><published>2011-08-20T02:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T02:19:13.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not exactly counted as a dream if it is already achieved</title><content type='html'>3/11/31&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Test" week just ended, I'm so glad(almost).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISPA(tues) - I'll pray for moderation, else I think I would probably get D or C [PLEASE DON'T, I WANT A!!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIS(wed) - Once again I'll pray for moderation, I'm not sure why I actually screwed this one up, I was somewhat 'more-prepared' for it than I thought I would be, but ended up screwing it all up. [well, even with moderation also hard to get A, so I'm targeting B?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PM(thurs) - I'm so very glad I took QA(actually, I'm still pissed I didn't get Dist or A for QA) last sem, it totally helped me in one question, and I pretty much can do almost all the questions. [A please!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CFA(fri) - Woah, easiest paper of the four. I should be able to score for this, A or not, not sure cause our proj was somewhat screwed. but still [A please?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, they're on consecutive days. Ever since tuesday, I've been waking up at 5+am, reach school at 7-730 timing, start writing notes/studying alone. Tues I slept at 8, Wed I slept at 12(urgh), Thurs I slept at 10. Fri, well I'm still awake eh? *dead thumb*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; :not gonna talk about any interesting stuff today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-nl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-8534447372947403169?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/8534447372947403169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=8534447372947403169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/8534447372947403169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/8534447372947403169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-not-exactly-counted-as-dream-if-it.html' title='It&apos;s not exactly counted as a dream if it is already achieved'/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-5026853491149106062</id><published>2011-08-14T14:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T14:44:54.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I walk with my head down</title><content type='html'>9/17/37&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday/End of Exams/Results Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder which one I'm more "excited" for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor experience for my previous birthday, the 18th one mind you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My poly journey is ending soon, can't really believe it. So much things happened during poly, I've changed quite a bit too, well, not in term of outward looks, but more rather inward attitude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-nl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-5026853491149106062?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/5026853491149106062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=5026853491149106062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/5026853491149106062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/5026853491149106062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-walk-with-my-head-down.html' title='I walk with my head down'/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-1723216971655954281</id><published>2011-08-06T11:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T14:42:13.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so wise statement</title><content type='html'>Is apologizing a way of expressing regret?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-1723216971655954281?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/1723216971655954281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=1723216971655954281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/1723216971655954281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/1723216971655954281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/08/not-so-wise-statement.html' title='Not so wise statement'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-135532234596212047</id><published>2011-08-06T02:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T02:55:14.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes when we make decisions, we hardly think much about it at the point of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back few years ago when I was still in secondary school. Especially sec 3, I realised that I've made so many decisions that when I think back now, I'm still unsure whether it's the right choice or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dropping Chinese for CLB&lt;br /&gt;Till now, I still think back once in awhile, and "imagine" if I didn't take CLB, and took normal chinese instead, I might be able to improve to maybe a B4(i mean, well since so many people can do it, why can't I?). That'll make a huge difference to what I'm doing now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, thats the major one that I want to talk about now.. &lt;br /&gt;The more I think about it, the more stupid i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why was I so naive when I was that age, why didn't I think of the 'future', or atleast, the 'near-future' at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-meh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-135532234596212047?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/135532234596212047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=135532234596212047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/135532234596212047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/135532234596212047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/08/sometimes-when-we-make-decisions-we.html' title=''/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-6448319513311629961</id><published>2011-07-30T02:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T02:49:33.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parteh' n Parteh' n YEAH!</title><content type='html'>I want to get back to blogging. Now that the traffic to my block is a whole lot reduced. I can pretty much write down some "more personal" stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not this post tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23rd August - OSCM Exam&lt;br /&gt;25th August - FA Exam&lt;br /&gt;31 August - LCCI Certification Exam&lt;br /&gt;-----after that------&lt;br /&gt;End of Poly study....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I WANT to do during holiday&lt;br /&gt;Read.. yes, seriously, so many books waiting for me to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Train for Napfa, wow, I'm like half dead useless idiot now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, play some kards, oh god, I've been mia from tcg since forever.&lt;br /&gt;Tidy up my table, and arranging my cards according to set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, thats pretty much, I don't actually want to work during this holiday. I know $ is a problem, but hey look, all those above things that I want to do, do not require much $ at all, it's pretty arguable for wowtcg, but I don't exactly spend $ on it like what most people think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, my target for Napfa is gold, kinda impossible now. The only one that I have confidence now is Sit Ups, and almost pull ups, I can do 7 on a good day, average would be 5-6. Can't really say much for the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too lazy to type further.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-6448319513311629961?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/6448319513311629961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=6448319513311629961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/6448319513311629961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/6448319513311629961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/07/parteh-n-parteh-n-yeah.html' title='Parteh&apos; n Parteh&apos; n YEAH!'/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-1460428759315587868</id><published>2011-07-27T23:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T02:28:32.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>I can't differentiate anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-1460428759315587868?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/1460428759315587868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=1460428759315587868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/1460428759315587868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/1460428759315587868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post_27.html' title='.'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-7550141457828940942</id><published>2011-07-16T01:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T01:40:09.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I live here on my knees</title><content type='html'>I still can't believe it happened, I really didn't expected the DFI Captain-Bond event to be so successful(successful in my own terms)! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 unexperienced event organizer, we managed to get 80 participants(out of ~250 DFI students)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insane. I was very stressed(I admit it, I was stress) that it would fail. VERY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, it's all over.. Very grateful to all the helpers that day, and every participants that came, without them, the event will not be so 'successful'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*very glad*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-7550141457828940942?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/7550141457828940942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=7550141457828940942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/7550141457828940942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/7550141457828940942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-live-here-on-my-knees.html' title='I live here on my knees'/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-4931887155956273726</id><published>2011-06-27T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T22:39:01.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Paradise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;A realistic person can't go delving into a fantasy world, else he'll be stuck there and give up on real life.&lt;/span&gt; - Quoting myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my mood was really down. After thinking about it, I think it's really cause I've been thinking about very unrealistic things, okay not say unrealistic things, but rather, things that are out of my reach currently.. It's pulling me out of real life, I was quite.. erm, 'restless?'. I really don't feel like doing anything that I normally or don't normally do, e.g. playing games, sleeping, eating, studying etc.. I just feel like sitting in one corner and rot away.. I don't know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some may think it's stress, but I know it's not. (tho I really haven't finish studying FA, and I'm going to sleep now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I'm getting back, I'll stop thinking of such things for the time being, I'll leave it for another time when I can afford to do so.. (like after NS etc.. LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Anyone know where in Singapore sells reasonable priced Ray Bans? (UNLIKE THE ONE AT TIONG BAHRU)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-4931887155956273726?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/4931887155956273726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=4931887155956273726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/4931887155956273726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/4931887155956273726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer-paradise.html' title='Summer Paradise'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-4467906440076476173</id><published>2011-06-27T22:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T22:23:29.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day dream away</title><content type='html'>Youtube playlist : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wNAxfwGcf8o&amp;feature=bf_prev&amp;list=PLEDD150F3E295D05F&amp;index=9&amp;shuffle=276891&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I wish you could see your face right now &lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're grinning like a fool &lt;br /&gt;And we're sitting on your kitchen floor &lt;br /&gt;On a Tuesday afternoon &lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter when we get back &lt;br /&gt;To doing what we do &lt;br /&gt;'Cause right now could last forever &lt;br /&gt;Just as long as I'm with you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just a daydream away &lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't know what to say if I had you &lt;br /&gt;And I'll keep you a daydream away &lt;br /&gt;Just watch from a safe place &lt;br /&gt;So I never have to lose &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would go out on the weekend &lt;br /&gt;To escape our busy lives &lt;br /&gt;And we'd laugh at all the douche-bag guys &lt;br /&gt;Chasing down their desperate wives &lt;br /&gt;I would drink a little too much &lt;br /&gt;You would offer me a ride &lt;br /&gt;And I would offer you a t-shirt &lt;br /&gt;And you'd stay another night &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're just a daydream away &lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't know what to say if I had you &lt;br /&gt;And I'll keep you a daydream away &lt;br /&gt;Just watch from a safe place &lt;br /&gt;So I never have to lose &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never stood a chance out there &lt;br /&gt;Shooting love in real-time &lt;br /&gt;So we'll take it over ice tonight &lt;br /&gt;With a little salt &lt;br /&gt;And a little lime &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just a daydream away &lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't know what to say if I had you &lt;br /&gt;And I'll keep you a daydream away &lt;br /&gt;Just watch from a safe place &lt;br /&gt;So I never have to lose &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just a daydream away &lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't know what to say if I had you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://artists.letssingit.com/all-time-low-lyrics-a-daydream-away-qpq6tqm"&gt;All Time Low - Daydream Away&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-4467906440076476173?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/4467906440076476173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=4467906440076476173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/4467906440076476173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/4467906440076476173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-dream-away.html' title='Day dream away'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-5151894649263495545</id><published>2011-06-08T15:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T15:56:58.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm on the edge of glory</title><content type='html'>Wow serious neglecting this blog. Okay, more like, I've been neglecting a lot of other things:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--I'm not dead yet--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=215178508503895"&gt;Advertise : http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=215178508503895&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-5151894649263495545?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/5151894649263495545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=5151894649263495545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/5151894649263495545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/5151894649263495545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-on-edge-of-glory.html' title='I&apos;m on the edge of glory'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-4443074580516788284</id><published>2011-05-20T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T21:52:23.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG WAS I MISSING FOR 1 MONTH?!</title><content type='html'>Apparently, NO.. My all-so-clever laptop decided to die on me in school, during ISPA lessons, when I was typing down the answers for a tutorial.. Thanks man, lessthanthree you much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was down on 26th May, YES 1 day after my previous blogpost, go me... Sent it to repair the following day, and only got it back today.. 3 FREAKING WEEKS, for what? for the shipment of goods.. DERPDERPDERP..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow.. Enough /stupidrant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I have my iPhone for this 3 weeks, being able to stay connected to the world... "world of internet", makes me feels less bored.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really done nothing much this 3 weeks, school, school, school, assignment, assignment, asdf, skipping lectures, going late for class, ohh so normal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go back to do the rest of the things that I need to do..&lt;br /&gt;-Will blog more often to compensate the 3 weeks-&lt;br /&gt;--#lessthanthree--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-4443074580516788284?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/4443074580516788284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=4443074580516788284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/4443074580516788284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/4443074580516788284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/05/omg-was-i-missing-for-1-month.html' title='OMG WAS I MISSING FOR 1 MONTH?!'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-2642201643647672575</id><published>2011-04-25T00:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T00:30:54.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Netherstorm Realm Championship</title><content type='html'>If anyone is interested, I'll be posting a report on my 'journey' for the Realm Championship soon on a shared Wordpress account, it is the 'CardAdvantage' link on the left under links..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll definitely update there before I'll update my blog, so yeah. Hope I do it asap :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-2642201643647672575?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/2642201643647672575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=2642201643647672575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/2642201643647672575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/2642201643647672575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/04/netherstorm-realm-championship.html' title='Netherstorm Realm Championship'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-6249362070667284602</id><published>2011-04-21T14:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T14:34:34.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warm and boring class..</title><content type='html'>Urgh... &lt;br /&gt;Been so long since I last blogged... In class.. lol&lt;br /&gt;This classroom so hot, than the teacher voice wtf liek fail, englrish liek wtf nub + boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Financial Auditing, suppose to be interesting right??.. Blah... Sho boring..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-6249362070667284602?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/6249362070667284602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=6249362070667284602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/6249362070667284602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/6249362070667284602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/04/warm-and-boring-class.html' title='Warm and boring class..'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-4155839511866641424</id><published>2011-04-18T06:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T06:11:28.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frggin pain arm = woke me up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Okay WTF?! i accidentally deleted the whole post, it was quite the long.. Dope.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Anyhow, as per title, I was woken up this early cause my pain in my left arm is too pain, just little movement like changing it from bended position to straight will hurt quite alot.. Fzz&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So yah, school starts at 10 am today, suppose to wake up at 830, but oowell, i woke up at 530.. 4 hours of sleep, it's not even funny. Guess I'll take my afternoon nap when I'm back from schopl later.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Speaking of which, yes, school is re-starting, the only real reaction one should have is relieve(that hols finally ended). Sophomores and third years feeling excited and reluctant is just quite lame, you are not a freshmen, I don't really see the point of those unneeded feelings.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;And since today is monday, it is 5 more days to realm championship and I still got no idea what I should be piloting. Hope one of us 3 could win it, well ofcourse the best results is getting 1st,2nd and 3rd/4th placing, in which will not only required skills, but luck of the pairings and such..(there, there, heres something that most you readers will not understand)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Blah, my arm hurts so much even while typing this(from my iphone). I guess I'll go walk around my house or something while waiting for zq to prep and take train over to redhill from marsiling? for breakfast. Ultra random. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Have a nice 1st day in school I guess, no TP student, I'm not looking at you.&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-4155839511866641424?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/4155839511866641424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=4155839511866641424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/4155839511866641424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/4155839511866641424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/04/frggin-pain-arm-woke-me-up.html' title='Frggin pain arm = woke me up'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-7135169400414037418</id><published>2011-04-17T02:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T02:50:44.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17th April</title><content type='html'>yes, it's 17th April already..&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what will it be like 1 year from now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm half looking forward to graduating, the other half, not really wanting to go into the adult society, I'm not ready yet..(and well ofc, the dreaded? NS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres so much(yes, uncountable) things that I want to buy now.. But for now(like currently, I know my mind will change fast enough), it'll be Ray Ban's RB3364-002(google it yourself, and maybe tell me if it suits me?), and a Bicycle, bike ofc so that I can travel around easily with it, I don't even know how much it costs, but it's not like I'll have the money for it anytime soon.. well unless ofc, if my dad strike top TOTO money or maybe his business manage to find a gold mine, else.. well, need wait long long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask me why I'm not working? well, it's obviously I'm too damn lazy, obvious much?&lt;br /&gt;Probably mostly cause I really can't commit into anything, even nowsaday, in gaming, I can't commit myself into doing something.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you just take me blogging for example, I said like 3-4 months ago that I'll try to update frequently, but whats happening now? I can't commit already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh.. I'm just typing as I think, so this post will be like, up down left right everywhere but really nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spending the late night thinking about some stuffs in life, some stuffs that I should had and shouldn't had done. No use thinking back, but it's always good to reflect a little so that I will not do the same mistakes again?&lt;br /&gt;I say that, but knowing myself so clearly, I know I will..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I still don't have a clear future in front of me, the only reason why I want to be studying, studying and studying now is because I can't see a clear future for myself now, maybe you'll called it scared, I guess so too.&lt;br /&gt;The future, is honestly, one of the scariest thing in life I guess.. You'll never know whats gonna happen, one moment you can be reading what I'm posting, the other moment you might just receive a phone call that'll change your whole life, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I talk about the unknown future, which a lot of people use this as an excuse to 'escape' from life, doing stuffs that they'll most likely regret in the future, but why?&lt;br /&gt;This applies to a lot of people, including me, sometimes we just don't know that why we did certain things even though we know that we'll regret it in the near future. Thats Life for us I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="320" height="240" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4gK7k72Ni_c" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll just let all of you enjoy this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminds me deeply of the times where I used to play Ragnarok Online, the game play last time was really fun(I was primary - secondary 1-2 when I played). &lt;br /&gt;The times where all of us were just kids, and we were enjoying this like how kids of our times should be, unlike now, where everything is so different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably too much things going on my mind now, I could go on typing a freak long long blog post, but I guess you are already tired reading till here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-7135169400414037418?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/7135169400414037418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=7135169400414037418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/7135169400414037418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/7135169400414037418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/04/17th-april.html' title='17th April'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/4gK7k72Ni_c/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-1970031970911111885</id><published>2011-04-13T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T22:26:29.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're from a whole another world</title><content type='html'>Exactly 3 weeks since I last blogged, invited lots of phishing tags and pushed away all my frequent readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This holiday is the busiest holiday I ever had.. my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;Incredible, I hardly got any time for myself, I stopped playing WOW online again(I actually started back for awhile back than, but stopped again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got totally no time for my personal reflections and such, need like a few days to meditate at home, and also, I'm going friggin bankrupt by going out everyday.. Like whutdafug, I'm living on my dad's unbalanced allowance nowsaday, all my savings gone.. like GONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOP this week, all the year 1s like same same like every other year, all at first is the damn quiet, don't talk kind, but end up they still bonded lah I think.. kudos to the year 2s that helped out in FOP, they done quite a good job there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tho..&lt;br /&gt;I think alot of people need to know that not all things in life is NOT a challenge, even if it is, some of them might not just be yours. &lt;br /&gt;I don't get why people take everything so damn seriously, it's really saddening to see people going against one another because of something of such little importance, it's not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's a challenge, you give it your best shot. &lt;br /&gt;If it's not, of course you still want to be good in it, but not to the point where it affects friendships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh, I don't know how to put my next sentence in the correct way, which is why I don't even publish them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhows, &lt;br /&gt;I hope I'll be back to blogging frequently on non-boring stuff.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. &lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-1970031970911111885?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/1970031970911111885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=1970031970911111885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/1970031970911111885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/1970031970911111885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/04/youre-from-whole-another-world.html' title='You&apos;re from a whole another world'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-7740219034235839462</id><published>2011-03-23T19:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T19:26:50.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I ain't gonna follow anything they say anymore</title><content type='html'>Probably the most 'emotional' result release I ever gotten, not because I've done badly, it's not very good either, just blahaveragy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm only feeling very angry, disappointed, sad, lost and etc is because I didn't score an A for QA, wtheck happened?&lt;br /&gt;20% scored 92&lt;br /&gt;20% scored 98&lt;br /&gt;10% most likely high also cause I went to every lesson and done tutorials.&lt;br /&gt;I just need to score a friggin 66/100(assuming 9/10 for the 10%) for the last 50% to get A, and wtheck, not even an A..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell, it's either,&lt;br /&gt;i) that 10% I was given some stupidly low mark like 1-2 and I scored below 80 for the final paper&lt;br /&gt;ii) I was given somewhat normal 6-7 for the 10% and scored below 70 for the final paper&lt;br /&gt;iii) I was given high 9-10 for the 10% and scored below friggin 65 for the final paper&lt;br /&gt;iv) I scored well above 80% overall but got hellscrewed over by moderation (most likely imo)&lt;br /&gt;v) He tally my score wrongly, maths fail or typo or tally with wrong people.. (this he better friggin change it to correct)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah f*ck this shit.. I can't take this shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so unreal, when even my sdt/wad can get high, my QA can't, and QA was the easiest amongst them all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up sending D.N Raj an email, which the reply I received is 'Out of Office', SERIOUSLY?&lt;br /&gt;Way to go out of office at this timing.. I need a friggin' answer as to why I don't get A! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in the right mind to blog now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-7740219034235839462?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/7740219034235839462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=7740219034235839462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/7740219034235839462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/7740219034235839462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-aint-gonna-follow-anything-they-say.html' title='I ain&apos;t gonna follow anything they say anymore'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-6632849734786211560</id><published>2011-03-20T21:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T21:31:39.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wake up to the sound of music</title><content type='html'>I realise that I'm all so hyped up and excited for results is because it's to hide my nervousness.. However, my nervousness is overwhelming my excitement as days, now hours passes.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how I'll fare for y2s2, hope I'll carry a smiling face around on Tuesday, a real one and not a fake one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A song I would like to dedicate all those collecting their result on Tuesday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="230" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/j3nkjxXTsJk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;When I find myself in times of trouble&lt;br /&gt;Mother Mary comes to me&lt;br /&gt;Speaking words of wisdom&lt;br /&gt;Let it be&lt;br /&gt;And in my hour of darkness&lt;br /&gt;She is standing right in front of me&lt;br /&gt;Speaking words of wisdom&lt;br /&gt;Let it be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, let it be&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, let it be&lt;br /&gt;Whisper words of wisdom&lt;br /&gt;Let it be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the broken hearted people&lt;br /&gt;Living in the world agree&lt;br /&gt;There will be an answer&lt;br /&gt;Let it be&lt;br /&gt;For though they may be parted there is&lt;br /&gt;Still a chance that they will see&lt;br /&gt;There will be an answer&lt;br /&gt;Let it be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, let it be&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, let it be&lt;br /&gt;there will be an answer&lt;br /&gt;Let it be&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, let it be&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, let it be&lt;br /&gt;Whisper words of wisdom&lt;br /&gt;Let it be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, let it be&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, let it be&lt;br /&gt;Whisper words of wisdom&lt;br /&gt;Let it be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the night is cloudy&lt;br /&gt;There is still a light that shines on me&lt;br /&gt;Shine until tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Let it be&lt;br /&gt;I wake up to the sound of music&lt;br /&gt;Mother Mary comes to me&lt;br /&gt;Speaking words of wisdom&lt;br /&gt;Let it be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, let it be&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, let it be&lt;br /&gt;There will be an answer&lt;br /&gt;Let it be&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, let it be&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, let it be&lt;br /&gt;Whisper words of wisdom&lt;br /&gt;Let it be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source : &lt;a href="http://artists.letssingit.com/the-beatles-lyrics-let-it-be-5dp9dj3"&gt;Letssingit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cover by Alex Goot + AJ Rafael of Let it be by The Beatles, somewhat appropriate bahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Sara Bareilles will be performing live in Singapore on May 11, my bros' birthday, I considering going to watch tho.. (or not, since school reopened and it's on a Wednesday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-6632849734786211560?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/6632849734786211560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=6632849734786211560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/6632849734786211560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/6632849734786211560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-wake-up-to-sound-of-music.html' title='I wake up to the sound of music'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/j3nkjxXTsJk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-2806602548170450454</id><published>2011-03-19T21:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T21:56:44.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dance around this empty house</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uNJgUXzFxOY/TYS0d-7P94I/AAAAAAAAAHY/FtHMmDqUd8w/s1600/outmyroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uNJgUXzFxOY/TYS0d-7P94I/AAAAAAAAAHY/FtHMmDqUd8w/s320/outmyroom.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585787865046972290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably the first time I'm blogging in my living room:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow.. &lt;br /&gt;Overnight mahjong was..well, unproductive :/ I lost $2.20&lt;br /&gt;Blah, still.. I think Overnight mahjong into Badminton + Capt Ball = not a very good idea...&lt;br /&gt;I can't really see properly while playing, constantly tired while playing..&lt;br /&gt;Ohh whats better? I went to watch movie after that, 'Dairy of a Wimpy Kid'.. The movie felt a little too short(maybe it's just me), the story line is quite okay, tho I think I watch liao feel abit kiddish, like not suit my age-group kind of movie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 1.30pm(+-20 min) today, didn't managed to go out, both my right arm and leg pain(dunnoe why leg pain, but wtheck).. Right arm was trembling the whole afternoon, now it's feeling alot better, but still can't move around too much, else will pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P7fztW1zryk/TYS0eCqSnaI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TfaH9KfO9Ls/s1600/IMG_0421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P7fztW1zryk/TYS0eCqSnaI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TfaH9KfO9Ls/s320/IMG_0421.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585787866049584546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Pic of me while waiting for yz and carole at RH mrt to go movie.. I look so tired.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah... I don't even know what to blog about nowsaday cept 'The Boring Life of Me' :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-2806602548170450454?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/2806602548170450454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=2806602548170450454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/2806602548170450454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/2806602548170450454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-dance-around-this-empty-house.html' title='I dance around this empty house'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uNJgUXzFxOY/TYS0d-7P94I/AAAAAAAAAHY/FtHMmDqUd8w/s72-c/outmyroom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-4105652262483043145</id><published>2011-03-17T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T21:41:45.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Right now, they need our helping hands</title><content type='html'>This week again damn busy, holidays = time to do anything and everything else that doesn't include studying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday -&gt; OC outing&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday -&gt; 02 Movies + Steamboat [which btw, I think Red Riding Hood is not as fantastic as seen on trailers..]&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday -&gt; Suppose to go out, but end up staying at home.. Went to NLB and got myself 3 books(Including I am Number Four, speaking of which, Pittacus Lore is a Genius, he made everything seem so realistic, I recommend you guys to actually read it.. And well, now I wanna watch the movie)&lt;br /&gt;Thursday -&gt; ohh wait thats Today..yup, Free day.. Later Yao Zhong, Wylie and Carole coming over my place to mahjong.. &lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, I managed to clean up my room today, didn't do a very good job, but I guess it's alot better than previously bahh.&lt;br /&gt;Friday -&gt; Time walking yo~ Will be going to school to play badminton and capt ball (Lol, after I'm gonna most likely stay up till damn late tonight to play mahjong)&lt;br /&gt;Sat -&gt; Most likely going Dhoby&lt;br /&gt;Sun -&gt; Qualifiers at Dhoby, must t8:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durh.. &lt;br /&gt;For now, the whole of next week is free, and I'm kinda glad..&lt;br /&gt;I'm so damn excited about 22 march, I want my results out, I wanna see those As, I really hoped for those As, I never once so badly want those As..(okay maybe I always do it, but wtheck) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think most of you should be bored of the song in my blog now(if you even notice), but I'm still not, I'm still &lt;3.ing it.. I might change it..(well, like how I kinda said I'll give my blog a new layout..) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghh.. I still can't think of the best way to design my laptop's wallpaper, I've been giving it some thoughts, but I can't seem to settle on one.. Need some inspirations, or maybe some better photo taken of me:/&lt;br /&gt;And incase non of you notice, I added some ads thingy to my blog, hope it don't obscure any of your 'reading', I'm just putting it up there to see what it can do, I'll remove it if it beginning to be annoying.. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till than.....&lt;br /&gt;Peace, lessthanthree Japan, Pray hard for them.. Hope they're okay, get off haters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-4105652262483043145?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/4105652262483043145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=4105652262483043145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/4105652262483043145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/4105652262483043145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/03/right-now-they-need-our-helping-hands.html' title='Right now, they need our helping hands'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-5423645194344152669</id><published>2011-03-13T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T23:10:31.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanna make the world dance, Forget about the Price Tag~</title><content type='html'>Words...&lt;br /&gt;...... We all know they can sometimes hurt someone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why do we still use them as a lethal weapon on someone else, hurting them in the process?&lt;br /&gt;We all know that we hate it when someone hurts us with words, some of us are able to scrub it off like it's nothing, while some of us allows it to linger around our mind.. Some times those harmful words are really very inappropriate, while sometimes it holds some truth in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.. &lt;br /&gt;It just seems that sometimes, as a bystander, I've heard/watched people using words to harm another.. Sometimes I feel very injustice for the 'victim', but what exactly can I do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your on the side of the 'Hater', you will probably not care about what the 'victim' have to say, as whatever they do is deemed as wrong to you. However, the 'victim' will try to do many things to make the 'Hater' not hate them.. The 'Hater' are usually too insensitive about the 'victims' feelings, and go on sprouting words that kills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna state out any events of such happenings, as it might produce some frictions between certain parties.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my usual.. &lt;br /&gt;Asdf Typical Singaporeans Story~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was queuing up to buy food from this Yong Tau Hu stall(Yay YTH!!), and yar once again stupid typical singaporean nonsense happening again..&lt;br /&gt;First is, people all standing there to 'kiap'(take) the ingredient, you can see random auntie, or rather young men barging in trying to take the bowl, like scared that all the ingredient will all be gone, ohh when there don't have the 'kiap thingy' (tongs?), they just stand in the middle of the stall front when people with the tongs are trying to take the ingredients, really no brains.&lt;br /&gt;Than secondly, they take the bowl nevermind, you know the bowl usually just wash than got abit water(like REALLY ABIT), they just pour on the floor next, when theres actually someone beside them standing there, like the person not there at all.. Wtf? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really disgraceful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oohhwell.. &lt;br /&gt;Can'twaittograduate.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh the contradiction in my post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-5423645194344152669?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/5423645194344152669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=5423645194344152669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/5423645194344152669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/5423645194344152669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/03/wanna-make-world-dance-forget-about.html' title='Wanna make the world dance, Forget about the Price Tag~'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-801093579005548284</id><published>2011-03-11T22:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T21:39:03.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watchin' you watchin' me I go all out</title><content type='html'>First week of holiday, and I'm in school for more than I would be during school days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - Prep Camp&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - Buying stuff for camp and placing them in school&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - First Day of Camp&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - Second Day of Camp&lt;br /&gt;Friday - Break Camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QilJQ3sgFeM/TXtveU4IcFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Aw4SQf_FoT0/s320/196855_10150110081113789_562393788_6445605_3635183_n.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 167px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583178729846763602" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The camp was ultimately fun and successful imo.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although a little hiccups here and there, as a small 'community' we still managed it well enough I guess.. And it's the first time for most of us thats organizing a camp, so still got a lot things to learn :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zUNwVfrTHYI/TXtve1vvFVI/AAAAAAAAAHA/YhrRBfm4mSg/s320/123112png.png" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583178738669917522" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The OCs were great! Okay, I'm not gonna self praise and shit, but I think those guys really did a great job.. The food was good, the games looks fun(I actually hoped that I played them..), the gala was quite nice too (maybe cept the deco part, didn't have much time to prepare on it I guess.. I didn't even have time to think of what to draw on those glass boards..) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--4uOEGlCvuA/TXtverkL16I/AAAAAAAAAG4/MOiG-Q4GQIs/s1600/196738_10150121039588630_537298629_6358371_1359009_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 162px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--4uOEGlCvuA/TXtverkL16I/AAAAAAAAAG4/MOiG-Q4GQIs/s320/196738_10150121039588630_537298629_6358371_1359009_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583178735937116066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 'DFI VILLAIN' words, thanks to Alicia Low and Min Jie for taking their time to "cut?" it.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And also our OCs' dance instructor, Peter! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The vid of our dance is also on Facebook~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B7a3iT0NFyM/TXtvfK0T2gI/AAAAAAAAAHI/D87YancAM2o/s1600/199009_10150110081938789_562393788_6445617_8250330_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B7a3iT0NFyM/TXtvfK0T2gI/AAAAAAAAAHI/D87YancAM2o/s320/199009_10150110081938789_562393788_6445617_8250330_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583178744326248962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those from 02 that joined in the camp.. Wanna thank Chu Ming and Edwin for helping out, even tho theres no one else from the class that joined, you two still come.. Thanks ahh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gong Xi Gong Xi to Edwin for being the 'Best Facil', I think he deserved it tho..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FTZB6ykrDhs/TXtvfMmpuyI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/NCCkVWny_FM/s1600/asd1%2Bcopy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FTZB6ykrDhs/TXtvfMmpuyI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/NCCkVWny_FM/s320/asd1%2Bcopy.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583178744805833506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Me enjoying my foodzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhows.. I hope everyone that attended the camp managed to met alot more new friends, know more seniors/juniors and such..&lt;br /&gt;From tagging the photos, I can see that alot of you enjoyed it, and I'm very glad.. At first, I/We were very afraid that it will turn out badly.. Guess not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I would like to Thank all those who wrote on my 'Back' lol...&lt;br /&gt;I've turned out to be known as the photographer or the designer.. bleh.. :/ Wish I know who wrote what..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doubt that I'll be planning any event anymore in my poly life, will be passing it on to the juniors to do it.. Hope any that any future events held by DFI will be as fun.. or rather even more fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-801093579005548284?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/801093579005548284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=801093579005548284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/801093579005548284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/801093579005548284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/03/watchin-you-watchin-me-i-go-all-out.html' title='Watchin&apos; you watchin&apos; me I go all out'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QilJQ3sgFeM/TXtveU4IcFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Aw4SQf_FoT0/s72-c/196855_10150110081113789_562393788_6445605_3635183_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-3777457164566182461</id><published>2011-03-05T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T00:20:25.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get of your brakes and don't sweat it</title><content type='html'>Been in school since 12:30 today.. &lt;br /&gt;blah meeting, dance practice and such:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can say I'm excited for the camp bah, we spent so much time planning and such, really hope it'll turn out really well.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is also the day A level students get back their results.. arhhhh envious much, slight tingling of regretfulness again.. I really should stop living in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the news I read on my phone today, &lt;a href="http://www.todayonline.com/Singapore/EDC110304-0000264/Teen-with-choppers--One-sent-for-rehab,-another-put-on-probation"&gt;Direct Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow nowadays teenagers are really getting more and more daring, slash people, bring chopper around, posing gang symbols even when the police are on the look out for gangs.. &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I really don't get their way of thinking, don't they think they're letting their parents down, their parents that took the trouble to nurture them till they're old, taking the time to teach them right from wrong.. When they grow up and have child, would they really want their child to go around chopping and slashing people? risking getting chop/slashed themselves.. (I'm talking for the majority imo)&lt;br /&gt;asdf, what have the world become.. and well, Singaporean's gangster is really, err, pissing me off, doing those 'small' irrelevant things to "attract attention",as if the law is theirs to bend, stick together like superglue, when they're alone, they're next to useless.. mehh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably have blogged about this before, but this just means that I'm firm to my point..&lt;br /&gt;Gangsters... seriously... Give up your way of thinking, even as a gangster, you'll never be as good as those in other countries..(e.g The Godfather)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uniquely Singapore, every thing also special, gangsters included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day..(or night)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-3777457164566182461?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/3777457164566182461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=3777457164566182461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/3777457164566182461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/3777457164566182461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/03/get-of-your-brakes-and-dont-sweat-it.html' title='Get of your brakes and don&apos;t sweat it'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-9217937050311864411</id><published>2011-03-02T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T21:41:35.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your faith walks on broken glass</title><content type='html'>Today marks the last day of my second year in SP. I'm so glad another year passed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it also marks the last day our class are together as one(atleast for some of them that are in a different concentration), very soon I'll have new classmates, let's hope we could build up our "CLASS SPIRIT".. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken 5 papers, 2 test 3 exams.&lt;br /&gt;BPM - the first test, I'm really disappointed that I skipped studying 1 chapter, and how nice that the chapter is ~20 marks out of 100.. perfect me. Most likely I'll get a D+ or C for this module, hopefully a C+.. else my GPA will be pulled down like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAD - second test.. Hrmn.. Can't really remember how I fated for this paper. I think quite okay, probably with careless here there and everywhere.. Totally no idea how much I get for both my assignments so I can't really gauge how much I'll get overall.. Hopefully a B+ or A..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FM - First exam, nice, lovin' it.. probably one of the paper that I worked hardest for in my poly life.. Definitely due to interest. Overall, this should get me an A.. I'm hoping for Dist, but let's not put my hopes too high.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SDT - second exam, urghh.. I don't know what to say, don't know correct or wrong, everybody have different answers.. I'm really hoping to get an A or atleast B+ for this module.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QA - Last exam! YAY~ Har, this one.. the one that I just need to score 6/100 to get a pass... lol, this one another one should be can get A also.. Also aiming for Dist.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yarr.. I guess no one is interest in all those randomfacts:/&lt;br /&gt;bleh anyhow, I might... MIGHT give my blog a new look this holidays.. I'll definitely give my fb/twitter/iphone/wallpaper a new look, just needa take some photos, photoshop some bit and wad have me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hrmn, this week also need go buy slipper, no slipper how to go camp.. failblog:/&lt;br /&gt;20 more days to release of results!! can't wait!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time.. Imma go game abit, since I finished reading my current book, library visiting have to wait till tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala~&lt;br /&gt;me bored.. NOT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-9217937050311864411?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/9217937050311864411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=9217937050311864411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/9217937050311864411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/9217937050311864411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/03/your-faith-walks-on-broken-glass.html' title='Your faith walks on broken glass'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-4410798618377260307</id><published>2011-02-24T16:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T17:11:42.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We should celebrate, and appreciate</title><content type='html'>Ughh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams... Ughhhh... &lt;br /&gt;Blah, the sky must be playing a joke on me today, when I wanted to walk over to the library, it started raining, when I decided not to go, it stopped.. well, the saddest part is.. it happened for more than once, cause after it stopped, I wanted to go again, and it started raining again... (and guess what, it stopped now..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more exams to go, &lt;br /&gt;on the 28th and on the 2nd.. In less than 1 week time, It'll be the end of my year2 life in poly.. time passes so fast..&lt;br /&gt;Way faster than during secondary school.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next few days, I won't be blogging(most likely), need to study.. Really need those As to pull up my already shitty grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wtf, either I'm hearing things, or my grandma is wayyyyy to deaf/lazy.. I think I heard the door bell ringing through the xtremely loud television, my own music playing and rain, but no one is actually opening the door, when I walked out to open it, I saw my grandma sitting there watching tv like nothing is happening.. Ohh god.. I rather she be the deaf/lazy one, don't wanna freak out cause of hearing things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: okay maybe not me bahh.. there really IS someone outside.. probably pressed on the door bell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-4410798618377260307?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/4410798618377260307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=4410798618377260307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/4410798618377260307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/4410798618377260307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/02/we-should-celebrate-and-appreciate.html' title='We should celebrate, and appreciate'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-2351661081138967978</id><published>2011-02-18T06:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T06:55:00.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something bout love, that breaks your heart~~</title><content type='html'>Screwed BPM paper up so badly.. &lt;br /&gt;I really should've started studying earlier, the paper wasn't insanely difficult, just that I didn't study that one chapter that cost 20+ friggin marks.. chances to get A is all gone(or even B).. FML&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm up since 5:15 today to study/copy stuff for WAD..&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck, this would be my second paper out of the 5 I'll be taking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So currently I calculated(mentally), even if I get all As for WAD FM SDT QANL, and D for BPM, my gpa will still be 3.4+, asfd I'm sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tho, I'll really want/need/must get all As for those, to pull my already bad gpa up..&lt;br /&gt;(Yes guys, I know what your thinking.. I'm a freak gpa nerd..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh..&lt;br /&gt;12 more days for end of exams, and well 19 more days for end of responsibility for a short moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all those who are entering poly this year.... Your chance to experience poly life is coming!! haw haw haw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till now, I still somewhat regret not studying(doing my best for art) for O levels.. I'm pretty sure I got the potential to do alot better than l1r5 20pts.. asdf.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to brighten up that mood, got an exam to attend in 2 hours..&lt;br /&gt;GOGO NICK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-2351661081138967978?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/2351661081138967978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=2351661081138967978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/2351661081138967978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/2351661081138967978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/02/something-bout-love-that-breaks-your.html' title='Something bout love, that breaks your heart~~'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-3954498523208169015</id><published>2011-02-13T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T22:16:44.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be mine, be my Valentine</title><content type='html'>The 18th time in my life where I'll celebrate Valentine alone... Tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhwell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="230" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/840NbiFF1zM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite appropriate song for tomorrow.. the 14th of Feb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being so busy at so much things this few days, I don't even have time to blog :/&lt;br /&gt;(yaright..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad my going to school for classes as a Year 2 student is finally over, it's just 17 more days till all exams/test/wadsoever is over, and by than it'll be official that my year 2 in poly is over! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It' be quite "MIA" for the next 17 days or so.. &lt;br /&gt;Bleh, don't even know why I went to the library to borrow a book today, not like I'll have time to read it.. I guess i'll be abusing my rights to renew the due date.. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh.. now what.. Can't get myself to start studying.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asdf.. Hate exams:/ (well.. who doesn't)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-3954498523208169015?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/3954498523208169015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=3954498523208169015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/3954498523208169015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/3954498523208169015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/02/be-mine-be-my-valentine.html' title='Be mine, be my Valentine'/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/840NbiFF1zM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-1772652707348673215</id><published>2011-02-08T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T22:13:58.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, tonight I'm lovin' you</title><content type='html'>4 days... since the last I blogged about something, and even more since I last blogged about senseful, lawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, today is quite a good day, handed up 2 assignment and my QA CA2 is over, allowing me more breathing space for stuff like WAD and such..&lt;br /&gt;(speaking about which, please help me like : &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/WAD-Project/144729902255332"&gt;this page&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent about 1 hour plus photoshopping out that "icon" from scratch(ofcourse including reading up on it and watching some vids on how to use certain tools). Starting to really love using Photoshop, and well ofcourse for the sake of fun, pressure-less work would turn out nicer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been reading Darke Academy series this few days(borrowed it from nlb since months ago, only just started reading it due to time constraint), needa finish reading it soon, due date is coming(and I renewed already).. &lt;br /&gt;Finished the 2nd book today in school, it was freak awesome stuff! Have yet to open the third book, but I intend to read part of it before I go to sleep tonight(if time allows it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so.. seeing how little time I have already, I should really stop typing walls of text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lawl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-1772652707348673215?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/1772652707348673215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=1772652707348673215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/1772652707348673215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/1772652707348673215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/02/oh-tonight-im-lovin-you.html' title='Oh, tonight I&apos;m lovin&apos; you'/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-2357821140152022382</id><published>2011-02-04T01:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T01:49:26.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm falling to pieces...</title><content type='html'>The first day of Lunar New Year(Chinese New Year, wadever..) is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to "Bai Nian" today @ my Grandmother's Brother house.. Thats like the gather point for everyone, I don't even know how everyone is related.. LOL.. extreme crowded.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda sad this year tho, I went there alone(w/o my siblings..not that I interact with them much, atleast people won't come talk to me when they're there.. lol)&lt;br /&gt;My brother went to work and well... my sister.. sad story&lt;br /&gt;She was admitted into NUH, apparently for Pneumonia(I always thought that it's only for old people:/).. &lt;br /&gt;Really feeling sad for her, on the very first day of CNY, she have to be sent to hospital, having needles(tubes?) poked into her hand.. To make things worst, shes allergic to certain antibiotics that the nurses gave her, so she would have to keep switching and trying out which antibiotics would suit her..&lt;br /&gt;Hope she recover asap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhows.. the amount of ang pao money I collected today is some nice number.. $88 hahaha:D (as in from the visit, ofc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure how I'm gonna use the money, probably saving it up.. and well, use it when my dad forgets to give me my allowance :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see...&lt;br /&gt;Second day of CNY = staying home and stare at Netbeans(codings..)&lt;br /&gt;Third day of CNY = meeting up with group members to do assignment..&lt;br /&gt;Fourth day of CNY = SLACK.&lt;br /&gt;Fifth day of CNY = go school + hand up assignment&lt;br /&gt;Sixth day of CNY = same as the above&lt;br /&gt;meh.. life goes on.. #DFIstudentslife (lol trending it on twitter!)&lt;br /&gt;Tho I'm quite sure it's not only for DFI students, more like Poly students.. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is enjoying their CNY..&lt;br /&gt;Huat ahh.. lol(why do I not like saying that?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: sad that my counter didn't reach 20000:/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-2357821140152022382?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/2357821140152022382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=2357821140152022382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/2357821140152022382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/2357821140152022382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-falling-to-pieces.html' title='I&apos;m falling to pieces...'/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-1971312046457713328</id><published>2011-02-02T09:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T09:59:40.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With arms right open</title><content type='html'>What seems like just 2 weeks ago is actually already 1month.. January is over, February is now here.. how fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poly life seems to pass really really fast, in just a blink of the eye(extreme exaggerating imo), I've known my poly friends for almost 2 years already.. Insane.. Secondary school life seems like it takes forever to be over, while Poly life is like *boomz... ovarrr*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very soon I'll be a year 3 Accounting Concentration DFI student, than next year during this time of the year, I'll be doing my Internship, counting down to the time where I graduate(and well enlists..) &lt;br /&gt;well, it's exactly 1 month till my year 2 life is over.. and if the calculations is right, it's also exactly 1 year + 1 month(+1 days cause of 29 feb) till I graduate from SP.. Thats so fast!!&lt;br /&gt;Heh.. (I should actually be coding instead of blogging now, but wtheck)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;/letsalllistentoScripts'Breakevencausesomeguyonamericanidolsangit..lolwut? obvious trending... (I actually heard the song before, just didn't know the name.. I didn't like it cause of that guy[wadever his name])&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-1971312046457713328?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/1971312046457713328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=1971312046457713328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/1971312046457713328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/1971312046457713328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/02/with-arms-right-open.html' title='With arms right open'/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-1285990213022362393</id><published>2011-01-30T00:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T00:15:32.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They don't like my genes, they don't get my hair</title><content type='html'>From my previous post,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;2 Bermudas&lt;br /&gt;0-1 Jeans(I really got enough of it, but one of my jeans recently got bleached..mehh)&lt;br /&gt;0-1 Polo Tees(will only buy it if it's really nice)&lt;br /&gt;1? Red colored shirt, most likely short sleeved one.. (yes, red.. first time in my life that I'm gonna try red)&lt;br /&gt;1 Hoodie/long sleeved shit/something that I don't really don't have much/enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After today's lone shopping, &lt;br /&gt;I've got the 2 berms, 1 red colored long sleeve shirt(instead of short), 1 blue/grey short sleeved shirt.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get a new hoodie(hooded sweatshirt, not the jacket one), probably a black(with white) or brown(with orange?/white?) one.. anyone got any idea where I can find a nice looking one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres 2 interesting article I read today that I feel I should share(kinda old, but wtheck)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wired.com/threatlevel/2011/01/sms-suicide-bomber/http://"&gt;First, &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is some funny news.. I'm not sure if I'm counted as a sadist if I say that she deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tho, no one can really be a professional suicide bomber(if you think about it:/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.digitaljournal.com/article/302761"&gt;Second&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;br /&gt;This is real wow to me.. I'm guessing that I should stop washing my jeans that often(to reduce the chance of getting it bleached again!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhows, I might be going out again tmr for lone shopping to search for that hoodie:/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-1285990213022362393?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/1285990213022362393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=1285990213022362393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/1285990213022362393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/1285990213022362393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/01/they-dont-like-my-genes-they-dont-get.html' title='They don&apos;t like my genes, they don&apos;t get my hair'/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-8133080770136283091</id><published>2011-01-27T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T22:51:25.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Due dates due dates</title><content type='html'>Lets look at the calender of February for this year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd CNY&lt;br /&gt;7th BPM submission date&lt;br /&gt;8th SDT submission date, QA CA2(lab)&lt;br /&gt;13rd WAD submission&lt;br /&gt;14th lol valentines&lt;br /&gt;16th BPM final test&lt;br /&gt;one of the days from 13 to 18 WAD written test&lt;br /&gt;22nd FM final exam&lt;br /&gt;28th SDT final exam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh god..&lt;br /&gt;and well, since it's all linked&lt;br /&gt;2nd Match QA final exam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life really sucks when this is happening.. &lt;br /&gt;Can't enjoy CNY, can't enjoy the other events that are held EVERYWHERE at the SAME month..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-8133080770136283091?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/8133080770136283091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=8133080770136283091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/8133080770136283091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/8133080770136283091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/01/due-dates-due-dates.html' title='Due dates due dates'/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-3367520206058612780</id><published>2011-01-25T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T23:38:14.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change the voices in your head, make them like you instead</title><content type='html'>Finally FM CA2 is over, this shyt having been giving me headaches for so many days, I refused to go out because of that too...&lt;br /&gt;Now that it's over, I probably have the upcoming weekends to buy CNY clothes(which I really should)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres what I'm planning to buy(sort of planning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Bermudas&lt;br /&gt;0-1 Jeans(I really got enough of it, but one of my jeans recently got bleached..mehh)&lt;br /&gt;0-1 Polo Tees(will only buy it if it's really nice)&lt;br /&gt;1? Red colored shirt, most likely short sleeved one.. (yes, red.. first time in my life that I'm gonna try red)&lt;br /&gt;1 Hoodie/long sleeved shit/something that I don't really don't have much/enough&lt;br /&gt;Tho I really should be getting Tee-shirt, cos I don't have enough tee-shirts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, I should try getting more colors this year, rather than the dull colors:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.. let's see if I can fulfill this list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, FM was the shit.. as in really damn shitty, I have like 0 confidence of scoring high score..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing I studied went into my brain, either that or I blanked out during the paper.. Kinda retarded..&lt;br /&gt;I want to actually get my first A for an Accounting related module, my previous 2 had been Bs.. sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is quite interesting tho, The Noose came to SPSB(or rather SPBS since they renamed it...officially:/) to interview some students, I went to school late today, so I didn't know it till I heard it from people..&lt;br /&gt;Kinda cool tho, should be quite funny when the interview happened ehh..&lt;br /&gt;Also, when going home after school, the train that arrived at dover was totally empty, literally EMPTY.. thats probably the FIRST time I see an empty train at Dover, ofc as a Singaporean, I HAD to sit down on the sits and not stand till I reach my station.. lololol, totalSingaporeanish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh, anyhows.. Heres a interesting mashup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="380" height="230" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pmEs0gbsKso" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tho theres songs from singer(without the S) that I dislike, but it's still pretty nicely done.. &lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, have you ever felt that when someone wrote something bad about someone else online and you think its you? but you never dared to ask the person? I think it's happening to me:/ And I really still don't know if I'm the one being said..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-3367520206058612780?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/3367520206058612780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=3367520206058612780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/3367520206058612780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/3367520206058612780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/01/change-voices-in-your-head-make-them.html' title='Change the voices in your head, make them like you instead'/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/pmEs0gbsKso/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-6413180057134978945</id><published>2011-01-23T18:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T18:37:18.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mistreated, misplaced, missundaztood</title><content type='html'>^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BA0060 FM 22 Feb 2011 4:00pm - 6:10pm         TBA TBA&lt;br /&gt;ST2802 SDT 28 Feb 2011 12:30pm - 2:40pm TBA TBA&lt;br /&gt;BA0117 QANL 2 Mar 2011 4:00pm - 6:10pm         TBA TBA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BPM 16 Feb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well well..&lt;br /&gt; /hate exams&lt;br /&gt;FM CA2 on the coming tuesday.. so much things to study, so little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GPA 4.0 GPA 4.0 GOGO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-6413180057134978945?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/6413180057134978945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=6413180057134978945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/6413180057134978945'/><link rel='self' 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src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MH4MOmDv0Vs" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[mv : &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eYgeqifOAjs"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eYgeqifOAjs&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Made a wrong turn&lt;br /&gt;Once or twice&lt;br /&gt;Dug my way out&lt;br /&gt;Blood and fire&lt;br /&gt;Bad decisions&lt;br /&gt;That's alright&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my silly life&lt;br /&gt;Mistreated, misplaced, missundaztood&lt;br /&gt;Miss "no way it's all good"&lt;br /&gt;It didn't slow me down&lt;br /&gt;Mistaken&lt;br /&gt;Always second guessing&lt;br /&gt;Underestimated&lt;br /&gt;Look, I'm still around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty, pretty please&lt;br /&gt;Don't you ever, ever feel&lt;br /&gt;Like your less than&lt;br /&gt;Fuckin' perfect&lt;br /&gt;Pretty, pretty please&lt;br /&gt;If you ever, ever feel&lt;br /&gt;Like your nothing&lt;br /&gt;You're fuckin' perfect to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so mean&lt;br /&gt;When you talk&lt;br /&gt;About yourself&lt;br /&gt;You are wrong&lt;br /&gt;Change the voices&lt;br /&gt;In your head&lt;br /&gt;Make them like you&lt;br /&gt;Instead&lt;br /&gt;So complicated&lt;br /&gt;Look how big you'll make it&lt;br /&gt;Filled with so much hatred&lt;br /&gt;Such a tired game&lt;br /&gt;It's enough&lt;br /&gt;I've done all i can think of&lt;br /&gt;Chased down all my demons&lt;br /&gt;see you same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty, pretty please&lt;br /&gt;Don't you ever, ever feel&lt;br /&gt;Like your less than&lt;br /&gt;Fuckin' perfect&lt;br /&gt;Pretty, pretty please&lt;br /&gt;If you ever, ever feel&lt;br /&gt;Like your nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're fuckin' perfect to me&lt;br /&gt;The world stares while i swallow the fear&lt;br /&gt;The only thing i should be drinking is an ice cold beer&lt;br /&gt;So cool in lying and I tried tried&lt;br /&gt;But we try too hard, it's a waste of my time&lt;br /&gt;Done looking for the critics, cuz they're everywhere&lt;br /&gt;They don't like my genes, they don't get my hair&lt;br /&gt;Stringe ourselves and we do it all the time&lt;br /&gt;Why do we do that?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I do that?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, pretty pretty pretty,&lt;br /&gt;Pretty pretty please don't you ever ever feel&lt;br /&gt;Like you're less then, fuckin' perfect&lt;br /&gt;Pretty pretty please if you ever ever feel&lt;br /&gt;Like you're nothing you're fuckin' perfect, to me&lt;br /&gt;You're perfect&lt;br /&gt;You're perfect&lt;br /&gt;Pretty, pretty please don't you ever ever feel like you're less then, fucking perfect&lt;br /&gt;Pretty, pretty please if you ever ever feel like you're nothing you're fucking perfect to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 how her songs are mostly about underdogs and such, not love sex girls:/&lt;br /&gt;Her other songs that I found nice, still have but lazy go link.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3cL8lGioyOM"&gt;Bohemian Rhapsody cover&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FJfFZqTlWrQ"&gt;So what - P!nk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XjVNlG5cZyQ&amp;ob=av3el"&gt;Raise your glass&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-682348404729738670?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/682348404729738670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=682348404729738670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/682348404729738670'/><link rel='self' 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href="http://theonlinecitizen.com/2010/06/crowded-trains-do-you-agree-with-smrts-ceo/"&gt;http://theonlinecitizen.com/2010/06/crowded-trains-do-you-agree-with-smrts-ceo/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go see the above link first.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Incase you didn't, heres a quote from the SMRT CEO:&lt;br /&gt;"People can board the train - it is whether they to" [replying to the many complains that people make when the train is very crowded]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty long ago news(which I just read, shame on me, but anyhow, here is my stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am NOT gonna agree with her on this.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure alot of us here is ENCOURAGED to take a public transport instead of driving(whether isit environmentally friendly or the extremely high price to pay when owning a car).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than when so many people is taking the public transport, it will definitely be inconvenient to some extent. But when we(not me, but everyone else) complains, all this CEO have to say is that above statement? really?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I don't understand why they're not increasing the frequency of the train coming to a station.. don't give me any bullcrap like "there is not enough trainS", yah seriously, increasing the frequency of trains during festive seasons(christmas/new year) is "not enough trains"? Having to wait 5 min during peak period is really some stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, another reason why trains are crowded is because... (err racism inc)... theres a lot of foreigners(China people/pinoys/Indians[those from the country, not singapore ones...i think]) taking our spaces, and than acting very rudely(okay, not all of them, but still...)&lt;br /&gt;*Side tracked, my bad*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah anyhow.. &lt;br /&gt;Even after so long(that article was during last year's july??), the situation is still the same, crowded as f*ck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta admit that I don't always encounter crowded train, but for people that have to squeeze with everyone else everyday, it is probably a real pain in the ass, you might miss that train, or being unable to get in and proceed to be late for work/school.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should probably go read the comments that people posted on that site, but well, I can't be f*cked to do so.&lt;br /&gt;so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. &lt;br /&gt;wadup!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-2139322687545640432?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/2139322687545640432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=2139322687545640432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/2139322687545640432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/2139322687545640432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/01/trust-me-trust-me-i-think-i-got.html' title='Trust me, trust me, I think I got heartbreak down'/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-7107335175232497187</id><published>2011-01-20T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T12:24:19.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But they all think I'm crazy but to me it's perfect sense</title><content type='html'>"Class Outing" today... well, with class fund, don't know why we can never go out as a class, we have to use excuse like "class fund" to do so.. and even so, we're in our own group.. Such an unbonded class:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. &lt;br /&gt;Atfirst I really thought we could go steamboat, I was really looking forward for a steamboat, but atlast theres a sudden change in plans, we went to Astons instead.&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna complain about Astons, but I just feel that if we want to eat Astons, we could just eat it anytime, alone, with one friend or anything, but going as a class why don't we just go to something different? Oowell.. But still.. it was quite.. errrr.... fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to pool afterward(I didn't play..) at PoMo.. quite lame lah, outing like all separated..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rant*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-7107335175232497187?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/7107335175232497187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=7107335175232497187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/7107335175232497187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/7107335175232497187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/01/but-they-all-think-im-crazy-but-to-me.html' title='But they all think I&apos;m crazy but to me it&apos;s perfect sense'/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-3072877008966677202</id><published>2011-01-17T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T23:01:45.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got a plan, we walk out the door..</title><content type='html'>I'm really starting to hate one part of myself again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate how I don't have much control over my emotions..&lt;br /&gt;I get angry quite easily, and when I'm angry, I really don't know what I'm doing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I felt really stupid about doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends have probably never seen me get angry before, don't get how I can be real tolerant when with them, while I can't do it at home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's because Home is a place where I find peace.. or atleast, try to..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-3072877008966677202?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/3072877008966677202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=3072877008966677202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/3072877008966677202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/3072877008966677202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/01/ive-got-plan-we-walk-out-door.html' title='I&apos;ve got a plan, we walk out the door..'/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-2503951166646853951</id><published>2011-01-17T22:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T22:43:18.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Grenade</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry,&lt;br /&gt;I won't catch a grenade for you..&lt;br /&gt;I won't throw my hand into the blade for you..&lt;br /&gt;I won't jump in front of a train for you..&lt;br /&gt;I won't take a bullet straight through my head for you..&lt;br /&gt;You know why? Because those things would never happen to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-2503951166646853951?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/2503951166646853951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=2503951166646853951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/2503951166646853951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/2503951166646853951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/01/grenade.html' title='~Grenade'/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-5041198906211614743</id><published>2011-01-16T21:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T22:57:29.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back up and leave all the things behind</title><content type='html'>Given the numbers one to 1000, what is the minimum number of guesses needed to find a specific number if you are given the hint "higher" or "lower" for each guess you make&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are three boxes, one contains only apples, one contains only oranges, and one contains both apples and oranges. The boxes have been incorrectly labeled such that no label identifies the actual contents of the box it labels. Opening just one box, and without looking in the box, you take out one piece of fruit. By looking at the fruit, how can you immediately label all of the boxes correctly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some tricky questions that were asked by top employers&lt;br /&gt;http://business.asiaone.com/Business/Office/Learn/Job%2BHunting/Story/A1Story20110109-257210.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some facts about introverts (after observing..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike Extroverts who fells energized after socializing, we Introverts actually use up energy when we have to "attempt" to socialize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't just assume that when an Introvert keeps quiet, it means that he wants you to start to conversation, it may sometime means that he want to have some peace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes an Introvert would really enjoy it if you allow him to speak instead of constantly interrupting him, that would really interrupt his train of thoughts as he will listen to whoever is speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when an Introvert say that he rather stay at home and read a book instead of going to catch a movie, he really do mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being alone for an Introvert doesn't means that he is lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, no matter how hard an Introvert tries, they will some how fail at talking/keeping a conversation with people they're not very close with.. Sometimes it's even difficult to keep a conversation going with a close friend (doesn't apply to all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, thats all I can think of for now, no I'm not deterring people from coming to talk to me, I just need more people to understand how we feel..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-5041198906211614743?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/5041198906211614743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=5041198906211614743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/5041198906211614743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/5041198906211614743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/01/back-up-and-leave-all-things-behind.html' title='Back up and leave all the things behind'/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-4322956384199449789</id><published>2011-01-15T12:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T12:30:05.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your the only one that needs to rule your world</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8dQ4HegLLw/TTEfqiaCgmI/AAAAAAAAABY/VWulDj9sKAY/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8dQ4HegLLw/TTEfqiaCgmI/AAAAAAAAABY/VWulDj9sKAY/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562261830430261858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sneak preview of what I've been working on last night.. &lt;br /&gt;And no, that's not Spiderman:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since school reopen, I've been so busy, I rarely have time to sit down and finish reading my book..&lt;br /&gt;Ohh god... How I wish to graduate faster.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-4322956384199449789?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/4322956384199449789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=4322956384199449789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/4322956384199449789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/4322956384199449789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/01/your-only-one-that-needs-to-rule-your.html' title='Your the only one that needs to rule your world'/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8dQ4HegLLw/TTEfqiaCgmI/AAAAAAAAABY/VWulDj9sKAY/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-1982491651774510315</id><published>2011-01-12T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T22:34:05.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't ever take your life for granted</title><content type='html'>I hate being sick:/&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in the process of recovering.. went to school today (even when I had a mc)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oowell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="230"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fW4BO0W-JMI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fW4BO0W-JMI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="230"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awsum..&lt;br /&gt;bleh..too sick to blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or lazy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-1982491651774510315?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/1982491651774510315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-7118321917724601640</id><published>2011-01-10T08:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T09:20:38.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Does he sing to all your music?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I roughly remember this day 2 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;I was quite nervous, scared, excited?, mostly nervous..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the hall, meeting all my classmates that we haven't met for months, being gathered together 1 last time as a class, listening to a speech made by the teachers and principal of the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the clock is ticking closer and closer to the all awaited time(2pm I think?), as the speech seems like it's ending, my heart pulses faster and faster.. like a hummingbird heartbeat:O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, wtheck.. some heck of a story..&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow.. today is the day that secondary school students collects their 'O' level results, I'm not sure how luck is gonna be involved in this sh*t, therefore no good luck for all of you:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure hope all of you would get the score that you're expecting, 'O' level marks the end of something for most of you, but it also marks the start of a new journey.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An advise, the cert is not a very useful one, so even if you get the marks that you're not happy with, it's fine, it's not a very big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I continue typing on this, I'll probably be late for school:/ so yeah.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not choose the wrong path, the next 2 or 3 years will depend on your JAE choices, don't go to the school just because of peer pressure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL TIME:/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-7118321917724601640?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/7118321917724601640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=7118321917724601640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/7118321917724601640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/7118321917724601640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/01/does-he-sing-to-all-your-music.html' title='Does he sing to all your music?'/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-6081550547237390920</id><published>2011-01-07T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T00:58:53.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just gonna stand there and watch me burn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Apparently I said I'll have a blogpost today..&lt;br /&gt;well, today is over soon and I still have yet to typed it out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will edit this post after supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today's my mom's birthday.. Happy Birthday to her than:/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The below is added on 9 jan 1 am&lt;br /&gt;Do we all not &lt;3 the Internet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I look at my newsfeed, there will be atleast one post where someone is posting something retardedly stupid like : "If a guy/girl really do like you, they will do X things for you" or "this X bunch of idiots keep staring and talking behind my back, why they don't dare come talk to me in my face".. well, something along those lines..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people like to contradict themseves so much?&lt;br /&gt;About that guy/girl thingy, well.. tbh, I'll be siding the guy side(OBVIOUSLY).. most status you see will be like "A perfect guy will do X things for u" or "A guy who really like you will not do X things to you".. Most of the times, it's really retarded.. Why do girls expect so much out of a guy.. it's really depressing to know that alot of girls out there are not in a stable relationship because they're all too demanding:/&lt;br /&gt;Than bout the other quote, does it really make sense that your complaining about someone on the internet on how they're talking behind your back.. wuuuuut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same case for other social networks like Twitter..Well even blogs and such.. SERIOUSLY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleh.. I'm just complaining for the sake of... well.. complaining.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh... this post was suppose to be alot longer..&lt;br /&gt;I just can't get my mind out of some things.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you risk giving up a very long + good friendship for a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awasdf...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going Emo mode again.. I'm just spending more time thinking.. &lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-6081550547237390920?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/6081550547237390920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=6081550547237390920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/6081550547237390920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/6081550547237390920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/01/just-gonna-stand-there-and-watch-me.html' title='Just gonna stand there and watch me burn'/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-6912224842948148033</id><published>2011-01-05T14:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T14:53:08.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So take the chance and don't ever look back.. don't ever look back</title><content type='html'>slept for some crazy times today..&lt;br /&gt;Fell asleep @ 12am plus last "midnight" and woke up at ~8 am, than realize that my laptop is still on with my itunes still blasting music(thru the whole friggin night)&lt;br /&gt;Ohh + I didn't even have the air conditioner turned on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go run at first, but I must have slept in a very awkward position that when I woke up, my hands, legs and back were aching.. soo oowell.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah so, I went to my laptop(lucky for the fan blowing at it), it wasn't crazily overheated.. &lt;br /&gt;Stoned there for like X minutes and was thinking if I should continue to run... well, but was wayyy too tired + aching.. Did some irrelevant things, and went back to sleeping.. lawl(like a pig:/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhows, I woke up at like 1+ pm again...&lt;br /&gt;Just back from lunch + trip to NLB.. got myself 3 books again, hope I can finish reading them before the extended due date..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mehh, I actually wanted to go have a haircut today(well, I could still go now), but I realized that if I cut my hair now, it'll probably be long again during Chinese New Year, so I might as well wait maybe 2 - 3 more weeks before cutting it(asdf.. can't take this long hair thing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two day since school reopen and I'm already quite tired.. maybe it's cause I have not adapt back to the sleep early wake up early routine..&lt;br /&gt;And well, I'm getting screwed by stupid mistakes again for two of my MST papers.. could've done a little better if I were to actually check it..(leaving 30 minutes into the paper don't really seem like a good idea now ehh..) &lt;br /&gt;Tho I must say, I'm actually quite happy with my results and also the overall average of how everyone in my class is doing.. Good Job guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little update on my youtube page, I actually have 1 subscriber... (some random stranger lawl..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And incase anyone is wondering.. I still have not went back to World of Warcraft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh yeah, it's kinda funny how people in the present and people in the past both writes "journal", but the difference between the two is that one is afraid that people might read them, and well the other, is afraid that no one will read it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;- From Zhiquan(which he quoted from one of the video he watched)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-6912224842948148033?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/6912224842948148033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=6912224842948148033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/6912224842948148033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/6912224842948148033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/01/so-take-chance-and-dont-ever-look-back.html' title='So take the chance and don&apos;t ever look back.. don&apos;t ever look back'/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-6974799369378419026</id><published>2011-01-03T17:21:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T18:43:15.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I like to make myself believe</title><content type='html'>Just cause it's the start of the Year,&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't mean that it's the end of my blog.. lawl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since last year I started on 3rd Jan, why not do the same?&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I'm only blogging now because the pass few days I was busy with assignments/projects/kardboards.. So don't really have that much of time.&lt;br /&gt;Another reason.. Is because my PISSING INTERNET CONNECTION IS CONSTANTLY DC.ING ME..&lt;br /&gt;totally unable to upload pictures/videos(added in while writing this post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...&lt;br /&gt;I've yet to post up any pics/vids which I taken on New Year's Eve..&lt;br /&gt;So here they are.. lul emo walking is emo:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8dQ4HegLLw/TSGYTEgAVKI/AAAAAAAAABQ/9sHEiz4Tb0k/s1600/IMG_0208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8dQ4HegLLw/TSGYTEgAVKI/AAAAAAAAABQ/9sHEiz4Tb0k/s320/IMG_0208.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557890868544820386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way walking to Tiong Bahru Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8dQ4HegLLw/TSGYSzqIWGI/AAAAAAAAABI/JAYsZvOPfjk/s1600/IMG_0211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8dQ4HegLLw/TSGYSzqIWGI/AAAAAAAAABI/JAYsZvOPfjk/s320/IMG_0211.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557890864023885922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still on the way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8dQ4HegLLw/TSGYSVcMrYI/AAAAAAAAABA/_ed7NRmdITw/s1600/IMG_0213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8dQ4HegLLw/TSGYSVcMrYI/AAAAAAAAABA/_ed7NRmdITw/s320/IMG_0213.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557890855912385922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bouncy thingy so cool!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8dQ4HegLLw/TSGYSLyTj4I/AAAAAAAAAA4/oPd8mN-cY_0/s1600/IMG_0214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8dQ4HegLLw/TSGYSLyTj4I/AAAAAAAAAA4/oPd8mN-cY_0/s320/IMG_0214.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557890853320757122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh look at the friggin' crowd at the tent! (I bet it's giving free stuff!!)&lt;br /&gt;Actually it really do look like it's giving free stuff... lawl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="235"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sdlW0eUbREo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sdlW0eUbREo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="235"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first part is on Youtube as the file size is too big for Blogger.. (read the description:/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cf4ea0692237fab3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcf4ea0692237fab3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329924410%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1BE90002923D1F5865CF1148B6E36B762C1D8D38.6B57B669DCAF72435E80572A0E86DF0E7A829018%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcf4ea0692237fab3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DL6cBMZW0QuaLjbTSTPVW_c-EZEg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcf4ea0692237fab3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329924410%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1BE90002923D1F5865CF1148B6E36B762C1D8D38.6B57B669DCAF72435E80572A0E86DF0E7A829018%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcf4ea0692237fab3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DL6cBMZW0QuaLjbTSTPVW_c-EZEg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres a second part cos atfirst I thought it ended already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yahh so, I was quite impressed of the crowd at Tiong Bahru Park.. didn't knew that there would actually be so much people.. (don't really like it tho../hate crowd)&lt;br /&gt;There was lots of stuffs HAPPENING over there.. like old folks dancing to music like Dynamite.. lawll awkwarddd..&lt;br /&gt;They're also showing some funny movie on some huge screen + a live show which I can't even get close to see what isit about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yah, I kinda lived the last seconds of 2010 and first few minutes of 2011 alone :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tho, it's kinda dumb how, I managed to step into mud during like the countdown.. around 3 seconds left to 2011 ~~ Obviously proving that 2010 is a bad year for me. (which also explains why my vid didn't start during the count down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, now that it's the start of 2011..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it'll treat me good.. or rather, treat us all good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's Fair.. because it treats everyone unfairly:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1px;"&gt;haventhadthisweirdfeelingsince2009 (why are you copypasting?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-6974799369378419026?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/6974799369378419026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=6974799369378419026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/6974799369378419026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/6974799369378419026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-like-to-make-myself-believe.html' title='I like to make myself believe'/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8dQ4HegLLw/TSGYTEgAVKI/AAAAAAAAABQ/9sHEiz4Tb0k/s72-c/IMG_0208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-3782626291691064036</id><published>2010-12-30T21:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T12:58:59.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's run away from these lies</title><content type='html'>2010 is ending in less than 26 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me try to "sum up" what interesting things I did this year.. by reading through my own blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so in my first post of the year, I had some resolution..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 5px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;input value="Spoiler" style="margin-top: 5px; width: 60px; font-size: 10px;" onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Hide'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'show'; }" type="button"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px inset ; margin : 0px; padding: 6px;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: none; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;resolution?&lt;br /&gt;never really thought of one,&lt;br /&gt;well it would prolly be the standard,&lt;br /&gt;high GPA nonsense..&lt;br /&gt;hrmn grow taller?(or am i tall enough?)&lt;br /&gt;grow fatter?(definitely!),&lt;br /&gt;get a hair cut?(lol this is not a resolution!, but i do need one now, mine is so messed up now..)&lt;br /&gt;be more optimistic&lt;br /&gt;be more friendly (yes i'm very unfriendly)&lt;br /&gt;what else?&lt;br /&gt;meh wayyyyy too much, its not really resolution, but its more of the way of life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/01/with-crazy-kind-of-feeling-that-i-cant.html"&gt;3 Jan Post&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah so.. let's see how much of this have I fulfilled this year&lt;br /&gt;cept for growing taller(lol...) and getting a hair cut, the rest is pretty much still the same :/&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe I'm a TINY LITTLE BIT more optimistic.. but wadtheheck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to "suming it up"&lt;br /&gt;in 2010...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/01/may-passion-burn-within-our-anthem-as.html"&gt;I met up with the 611 classmates and had a BBQ session&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-got-couple-addictions.html"&gt;I failed my Statistic test.. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-got-couple-addictions.html"&gt;I made a point on what people writes on their blog, and they have every rights to write  it&lt;/a&gt; (MUST READ!)&lt;br /&gt;- I was insanely late/skip for classes for the first month:/&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/01/everybody-in-love-go-on-put-your-hands.html"&gt;DFI 02 Class outing to NYNY with Mr Augustine Goh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/Started%20watching%20Glee"&gt;Started watching Glee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/02/their-shadows-searching-in-night.html"&gt;I'm hating... alot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My blog died once&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/02/youre-not-here-with-me.html"&gt;I complained about my Ang Pao money (really shouldn't have)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/02/joke-of-week-mb.html"&gt;Got owned by some uncle :/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/03/dreaming-about-day-when-you-wake-up.html"&gt;Managed to forget where MLT 8 is&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Blog died the second time&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/03/youll-see-side-of-love-youve-never.html"&gt;SP experience&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Rot.. ALOT&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/03/off-to-nanjing.html"&gt;Went Nanjing with the school, met alot of cool people!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/04/f-that-previous-post.html"&gt;I think my Laptop spoilt. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/05/there-isnt-god-that-can-save-us-all.html"&gt; I started reading&lt;/a&gt;.. probably the best habit I get this year&lt;br /&gt;- Blog is dead.. Third time.&lt;br /&gt;- Quited Dota, atleast I haven't been playing for a REALLY long time..&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/06/rwps.html"&gt;Was kinda sad about RWPS grouping&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/06/lol-gems.html"&gt;Some personality test I think&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/07/dreams.html"&gt;I dream.. alot + I'm feel so bad for myself&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/08/random-post.html"&gt;I missed my secondary school life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/08/weird-stuffs.html"&gt;DFI 02 Class Chalet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Turned 18 this year.. Tho theres no real celebration because almost everyone forgot about my birthday.. how nice.. love you guys &lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/08/rwps.html"&gt;Complained more about RWPS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/09/impressions.html"&gt;Bothered about what people think of me&lt;/a&gt;.. still am&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/11/come-on-let-your-colors-burst_09.html"&gt;Made myself an Excel Spreadsheet to calculate money I spent&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Blog dead.. again fourth time&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/neglected.html"&gt;Got my Iphone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Got insane about Youtube&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/when-i-cant-think-of-appropriate-title.html"&gt;Wondered about what I really wanted in Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Also got a "fan" page for the blog&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/we-got-future-full-of-blue-skies-blue.html"&gt;Sleeping problems is bad&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/oh-my-crazy-imagination.html"&gt;Addicted to Dance to this Song&lt;/a&gt;..still addicted&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-just-listening-to-clock-go-ticking.html"&gt;QWOP&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/it-alright-i-know-it-alright.html"&gt;Started posting with my iPhone too&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/yeah-you-built-up-world-of-magic.html"&gt;Talked about the Cartoon characters as DP incident&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/you-think-im-funny-when-i-tell.html"&gt;Talked about Selfish people&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-&lt;a href="http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/say-its-true-or-everything-that-matters.html"&gt; VLOGGGGG &lt;/a&gt; (MUST WATCH...lawll..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-said-room-could-be-burning-now-theres.html"&gt;I'm such a Nice Guy.. but got really pissed off&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I wish I can say I stopped playing World of Warcraft.. Haven't touch it for probably more than 1 month&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-just-havent-met-you-yet.html"&gt;Started Running/Jogging &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-was-flight-risk-with-fear-of-falling.html"&gt; Talked about RACISM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/voyage-de-la-vie.html"&gt;Watched my first Circus/Musical/Acrobatic performance and Beer Battered Fish Fillet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/pray-that-you-will-have-might-to-find.html"&gt;Christmas Eve dinner Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-turn-to-go-but-lyrics-really-dont.html"&gt;Had a not-so-pleasant Christmas + thought more about Future Studies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/dont-want-your-hand-this-time-ill-save.html"&gt;Got myself a Twitter Account&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh look.. I finished reading all the 140 blog post..&lt;br /&gt;Theres so much more I done in 2010.. Can't really remember all of them&lt;br /&gt;Look at the time now, it's 11:40, almost 24 hours to 2011..&lt;br /&gt;The first day of 2011 = 1.1.11 :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish everyone else had a good 2010, and ofcourse a GREAT 2011..&lt;br /&gt;Live on with Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll sincerely apologize to anyone I offended this year, and I hope I have made a part of someone else life this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is probably one of the longest wall of text blog post ever.. and with a shit loads of links..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone that read my blog..&lt;br /&gt;All 17851 views :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2200 views in 1 month time... possible??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT:&lt;br /&gt;ohh.. I forget to add on one stupid thing that happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why Singaporeans are all so kiasu and such.&lt;br /&gt;Today I was queuing up to buy food at RH market, I'm not gonna complain about me waiting for 30 minutes(and still have not ordered yet), cause they're really busy, those 3 people infront of me like ordering family feast or something.. Insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah anyhow, I stood there for like 30 minutes, than this guy suddenly came from behind me(well, I guess he don't know I hadn't ordered yet), so he was like, FRIGGIN close to me, like scare the shop owner cannot see that his there, like damn gan chiong must order his food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay not only that, after I managed to ordered my food, I was the "first" person infront of the shop, than this "retarded" guy was still friggin close to me, theres no one behind him somemore, and he must squeeze with me..&lt;br /&gt;than when this dish collector uncle want to walk infront of me to put the bowls or something into the pail, I tried to move back(expecting that guy behind me to actually move).. but WTF? he actually stood still, even after me giving a little push and saying please move back pretty loudly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst still, I don't really have much space to sidestep because one side is tables and chairs, the other side is the dish collector uncle whos holding quite alot of bowls and such, don't really want to knock into him, front obviously is not a choice..&lt;br /&gt;So I have to knock into that guy behind me quite hardly, well.. actually stepping on his feet(wow.. I feel quite bad)&lt;br /&gt;After all those.. he still didn't take the initiative to move back(cept for the part where I knock him back)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asdf..&lt;br /&gt;Singaporeans ahh.. seriously..&lt;br /&gt;I waited there for 30 mins I never do any extraordinary thing, that guy stood there for like 1 minute? and became friggin gan chiong or something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man.. that was pissing:/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-3782626291691064036?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/3782626291691064036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=3782626291691064036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/3782626291691064036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/3782626291691064036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/lets-run-away-from-these-lies.html' title='Let&apos;s run away from these lies'/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-3364380266353970582</id><published>2010-12-29T00:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T02:16:45.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't want your hand this time I'll save myself</title><content type='html'>29 December now.&lt;br /&gt;2 more assignments to finish:/&lt;br /&gt;BPM and WAD..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't wait to graduate + finish NS..&lt;br /&gt;Really hope I can attend an oversea University :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oowell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;randomupdatethatdoesn'tinvolvemerantingatanything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, I finally got myself a twitter account..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;follow me at : stupidnamelimit or my email for that account is nicholaslin1154@hotmail.com incase i ever change my twitter user name&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-3364380266353970582?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/3364380266353970582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=3364380266353970582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/3364380266353970582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/3364380266353970582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/dont-want-your-hand-this-time-ill-save.html' title='Don&apos;t want your hand this time I&apos;ll save myself'/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-3666319117925015563</id><published>2010-12-25T12:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T20:26:14.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My turn to go but lyrics really don't matter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;2010 Christmas...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Probably a forgettable one.. &lt;br/&gt;well, there are things worth remembering, but definitely more that is better forgotten.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Sometimes I really feel like I'm a very selfish person, just because I don't want to go somewhere, I managed to persuade some other people to not go there too.. and instead they followed me.. &lt;br/&gt;Those people at the place are probably disappointed at those who followed me, and I'm quite sure they're hating me.. &lt;br/&gt;Either people don't know me well enough, or I don't know everyone else well enough...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;There are more than a few simple reasons why I'm not going to "somewhere", but nobody really knows them.. oowell&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;yah okay, enough of that.. I sincerely apologize to those at that "somewhere" for getting people to follow me instead :/ I didn't really meant for people to be unhappy.. ahh.. I guess I'm just too selfish..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Another reason why this year's Christmas is bad...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;well, It's cause I'm friggin' at home during Xmas.. LOL, I'll probably have to start on my assignments today too.. AARGHHH..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;oowell.. that's poly life.. &lt;br/&gt;Should I regret not studying much for my Os?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;that's all for Christmas.. I hope this day gets better:/&lt;br/&gt;ohh yah, I would like to thank Benjamin for his present(well during the present exchange).. I received a beanie from him, well tho I won't look good with it(more of a cap guy:/), but it's still pretty cool..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Than Dom and his family for the awesome dinner at his house, managed to won a perfumed body shampoo, which is also quite cool..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Anyhow..&lt;br/&gt;Here is what I've been thinking about nowsaday..&lt;br/&gt;"Whether to continue studying in Singapore after poly/NS or going overseas Uni"&lt;br/&gt;I have not done any research yet, but I kept thinking about going overseas to study, reasons being Singapore is becoming too boring and the I want to have some experience of studying overseas..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Benefits in studying in Singapore is well.. Singapore is ofcourse a more safe place, it's closer to home and obviously alot cheaper than going oversea(which I'm not sure if my parents can afford if I wanted to go overseas)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I don't know.. &lt;br/&gt;it's like 4 more years to go, but it's good to start thinking now.. right?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;anyways, I hope nobody is reading this now, as everyone should be enjoying their Christmas, unlike me :/&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;well, for those who is reading it now.. well, Merry Christmas!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DhX2iKSh2QEhttp://'&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DhX2iKSh2QE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Too lazy to embed.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Ahh wtheck, the day is definitely not better... It seems like everybody in this world today is out to piss me off...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Damn I hate this...&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-3666319117925015563?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/3666319117925015563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=3666319117925015563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/3666319117925015563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/3666319117925015563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-turn-to-go-but-lyrics-really-dont.html' title='My turn to go but lyrics really don&amp;#39;t matter'/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-6936883183534515599</id><published>2010-12-24T23:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T23:08:28.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas 2010!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Merry Christmas everybodyyy~&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Still outside now, just had dinner at dom's house, Awesome...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Will update later&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-6936883183534515599?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/6936883183534515599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=6936883183534515599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/6936883183534515599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/6936883183534515599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas-2010.html' title='Merry Christmas 2010!!!'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-3411241021750784905</id><published>2010-12-22T01:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T02:14:10.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray that you will have the might, to find out what was wrong</title><content type='html'>So, the only reason why I'm so up so late now is cause I need to wait 80 minutes for an video to be uploaded to Youtube.. And well, it's still 32 minutes remaining asdfsadf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's 3 more days to Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;Got my present for Gift Xchange @dom's house, it's a "secret" for now, but I the person who receive it will like it. Well, I believe that if I buy something I like to give as a present, the person who receive it should also like it:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all about the giving! Not the receiving!&lt;br /&gt;yeah, that's what I'll probably tell myself on that day itself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to talk about something like my other "wall of text" post, those kind of post actually "attracts" more people than my recent posts.. And thats kinda sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for some stupid reasons, I just can't get an actual talkable topic to post about, I just have random rants about my daily life, but that'll probably only take 4 to 5 lines of words.. Which ain't that interesting:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, the I'll edit in the video once it's successfully uploaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To wrap up, &lt;br /&gt;I wish all of you Merry Christmas! GET INTO THE FESTIVE MOOD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do enjoy your Christmas, my next post will probably be after Christmas, or on Christmas itself, well unless I can think of something to talk about:\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so... Have fun watching the vid.. and probably have a good laugh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="235"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VGq8QcU9iHM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VGq8QcU9iHM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="235"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-3411241021750784905?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/3411241021750784905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=3411241021750784905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/3411241021750784905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/3411241021750784905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/pray-that-you-will-have-might-to-find.html' title='Pray that you will have the might, to find out what was wrong'/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-3278757227051778472</id><published>2010-12-20T13:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T13:11:37.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a nice guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="380" height="235"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZrnK-qPARYI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZrnK-qPARYI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="235"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="235"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qMGeWGvDHTA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qMGeWGvDHTA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="235"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="235"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N5lJL2peXik?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N5lJL2peXik?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="235"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ending probably will never happen in real life:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tbh, I felt like that before, and I probably had made the wrong decision. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ohhwell..&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the video. (although it's a pretty old one)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-3278757227051778472?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/3278757227051778472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=3278757227051778472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/3278757227051778472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/3278757227051778472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/just-nice-guy.html' title='Just a nice guy'/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-4057605141002777696</id><published>2010-12-19T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T00:41:00.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Voyage de la Vie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8dQ4HegLLw/TQ4vXMVxKkI/AAAAAAAAAAs/pY-W1WZAS4k/s1600/IMG_0184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8dQ4HegLLw/TQ4vXMVxKkI/AAAAAAAAAAs/pY-W1WZAS4k/s320/IMG_0184.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552427466090424898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8dQ4HegLLw/TQ4vW6a6qsI/AAAAAAAAAAk/s_t4s4YtCmA/s1600/IMG_0183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8dQ4HegLLw/TQ4vW6a6qsI/AAAAAAAAAAk/s_t4s4YtCmA/s320/IMG_0183.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552427461280180930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There my tickets to the show..&lt;br /&gt;The "Circus/Musical/Acrobatic" theater show was jaw-dropping.. Amazing, well atleast for someone that NEVER been to a Circus/Musical/Acrobat show.. &lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe Jonathan Leong isn't that great in that show, but the rest of the "crew" was quite amazing, it's like they're been doing those acts for their whole life(which might be true..)&lt;br /&gt;There was point in the show where it was quite breathtaking, I almost jumped out of my sits:/ Those "WHAT THE FUCK?!" moments.. Maybe not for the weak hearted people... lol.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's probably not a "MUST WATCH", well unless you're freaking loaded and is willing to pay like $68 - $188.. Lucky for me, my tickets are free, or rather "complimentary", and we(my bro, aunt, uncle and his sister + sister's friend) got the "$108" seats.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insane performance. thumbs up (y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another thing I "tasted" today..&lt;br /&gt;It was a rather unique experience.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;So at RWS, we went to have dinner at Mulligan, an Irish pub, and I ordered their Fish &amp; Chips (after reading the description which said:"Beer battered fish &amp; chips" and actually forgetting it before the food arrived)&lt;br /&gt;So when I first tasted it, I was like "hrmn, whats this weird familiar taste?" After eating a few more pieces, I remembered the description, and was like "ohh wow, it's beer.. that's so cool!".. &lt;br /&gt;Tho the food there was extremely expensive, well according to my uncle, it's "normal" because it's a Irish Pub.. oowell.. And as typical Singaporeans, REFILLABLE drink = GOOD! lawl:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this post makes me sound like some idiot that never seen the world before.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ohhwell, that's me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, I have not abandoned this blog, I was just a little distracted to post anything this few days..&lt;br /&gt;Theres things that I want to post, but usually on second thoughts, I held back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.. Hope everyone is enjoying their holidays..&lt;br /&gt;and well err, Like my fb page please :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-4057605141002777696?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/4057605141002777696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=4057605141002777696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/4057605141002777696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/4057605141002777696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/voyage-de-la-vie.html' title='Voyage de la Vie'/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8dQ4HegLLw/TQ4vXMVxKkI/AAAAAAAAAAs/pY-W1WZAS4k/s72-c/IMG_0184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-6695971708696990346</id><published>2010-12-17T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T23:30:13.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somethings don't need to be rush, they just, need time</title><content type='html'>Just wanna share this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="241"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xSu9_SMMfro?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xSu9_SMMfro?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="241"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-6695971708696990346?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/6695971708696990346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=6695971708696990346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/6695971708696990346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/6695971708696990346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/somethings-dont-need-to-be-rush-they.html' title='Somethings don&apos;t need to be rush, they just, need time'/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-6618365007981165763</id><published>2010-12-16T21:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T22:13:38.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, yes, this is what I thought about</title><content type='html'>Wow, 4 days of holidays has passed already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see, till now, I'm pretty disappointed in myself :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to go out for this 4 days(well, let's exclude going to the library and run/jog). I did managed to went to run/jog on Monday and Tuesday, but my legs are so darn lousy, since yesterday it have been hurting even when I walk(especially when walking DOWN the stairs, not up tho).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh, I really hope my leg would be better by tomorrow's morning, I find it real stupid as I only ran for two mornings and it's already hurting.. how weak:\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's see what I did this 4 days,&lt;br /&gt;I finished reading 2 1/2 books, watched Pirates of the Caribbean 3(lawl pretty late in doing so), ran/jog for 2 mornings, errr.. nothing else? lol.. EATSLEEPEAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow I don't even know what to post about.. without going out, I really got nothing much to post about because theres nothing really I can "rant" about. Theres only this much that I can post about.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asdf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhows.. it's Friday already tomorrow, 1 week have almost passed, and I have yet to start on anything to do with homework.. Well, atleast tomorrow I'll actually be going out somewhere, so I do hope my legs would be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/end of lifestory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well, last day of school before holidays for alot of people tomorrow.. hope you'll enjoy your holidays, unlike me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: Dumb news I just found out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tekkaus.com/2010/12/alviss-kong-facebook-message-committed.html"&gt;http://www.tekkaus.com/2010/12/alviss-kong-facebook-message-committed.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could elaborate more on what I think, but it'll be almost the same as reading the article over there.. Do go read it, and PLEASE... never do something so stupid:/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-6618365007981165763?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/6618365007981165763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=6618365007981165763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/6618365007981165763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/6618365007981165763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/yes-yes-this-is-what-i-thought-about.html' title='Yes, yes, this is what I thought about'/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-8165236146039776298</id><published>2010-12-14T21:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T21:46:44.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was a flight risk with a fear of falling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Why...&lt;br /&gt;..... Are we so &lt;u&gt;RACIST&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that statement is not just directed to a race/country, I would safely say that 98% (obviously exaggerating, cba to do any research) of the people in this world is racist (well, of course those above 2 years old?). I bet even 3 years old babies are racist, look at how some(maybe alot) Chinese parents raise their child; they'll tell their babies things like, "Don't be naughty, later that ah neh(sorry, this means the Indian race, no racism intended) come catch you and sell you (pardon my singlish)."&lt;br /&gt;So naturally, when a 3 year old starts understanding that, they'll be "afraid" of people with a darker skin color, which kinda means racism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I find the Chinese race the most "racist" race of them all, well atleast in Singapore. Maybe it's cause Chinese are the "majority" race in Singapore, so my guess is that "we" tend to "abuse" this fact that we're the bigger portion and start "bullying" the other races. I don't know, this is just some thoughts of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also in Singapore, Chinese tend to only go "racist" against the Malay and Indian people, and of course we "look up" to the Caucasian. Why? it's cause we're a practical bunch of people, thats why. So it's like the "gangsterism" or "bullying" system, the Chinese are like in the middle of this "system", where we assume that the Malay/Indian people are the lower on while the Caucasians are the top (I'm not being racist here, I'm just proving a point). Therefore, we go "bullying" (or in this case, being racist against) those below us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe I came off abit harsh, and probably insensitive too, but this are all just what I thought.&lt;br /&gt;At first I wrote a whole lot more about this issue, but I feel that it might be a little too much of my point of view which might lead to some one disagreeing and arguing with me. And well, people that reads my blog usually don't want to read that much either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyhow, I think that racism is the cause of so much troubles, if you don't provoke someone, they'll probably never hit you, but if you do, the consequences might be real bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wanting to post about racism since a very long time, but I kept forgetting about it.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, heres what I thought, you may or may not agree with me, but DO NOT bash me up for posting what I thought. I'll be honest, sometimes I might be a little racist too, but well, I tend to hate the Chinese race sometimes too, so I guess it's all fair? lawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I hope some of you reading this would leave me a comment, asking me a "Why?" question that would give me some "inspiration" for my next few posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall end this off with a nice cover by Kina Grannis and Boyce Avenue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="241"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bvxkgzHRSqI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bvxkgzHRSqI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="241"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-8165236146039776298?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/8165236146039776298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=8165236146039776298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/8165236146039776298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/8165236146039776298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-was-flight-risk-with-fear-of-falling.html' title='I was a flight risk with a fear of falling'/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-3406015044179849268</id><published>2010-12-13T12:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T12:18:47.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just Haven't Met You Yet</title><content type='html'>Today I started running(okay maybe jogging, but it ain't really that much of a slow jog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and imo, I have became so weak, ran approximately 1km and I'm half dead already, I have to stop down and take a rest for 5 minutes or more.. Overall I ran ~1.9 km today, I'm gonna continue for the rest of the week(days) till holiday is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When school reopen, I'll try to continue doing this on maybe sat, sun or even both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo.. Have you GUYS(thats going to NS in the next 1 or 2 years started "training")?&lt;br /&gt;theres not only running(stamina) that I have to get back, theres also the other 5 stations for NAPFA.. ohhwell.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is another reason why sometimes I hate being a Singaporean, but well, it's "for the good of the country" or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, thanks guys for the thumbs DOWN on my vlog! *sarcasm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to all those non-SP students thats taking exams and such the coming week.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-3406015044179849268?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/3406015044179849268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-7997458057184727795</id><published>2010-12-13T12:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T12:11:33.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You make me work, so we can work to work it out</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="241"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cTqArIwI6xU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cTqArIwI6xU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="241"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I'm not surprised, not everything lasts&lt;br /&gt;I've broken my heart so many times, I stopped keeping track&lt;br /&gt;Talk myself in, I talk myself out&lt;br /&gt;I get all worked up, then I let myself down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried so very hard not to lose it&lt;br /&gt;I came up with a million excuses&lt;br /&gt;I thought, I thought of every possibility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know someday that it'll all turn out&lt;br /&gt;You'll make me work, so we can work to work it out&lt;br /&gt;And I promise you, kid, that I give so much more than I get&lt;br /&gt;I just haven't met you yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might have to wait, I'll never give up&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's half timing, and the other half's luck&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are, whenever it's right&lt;br /&gt;You'll come out of nowhere and into my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know that we can be so amazing&lt;br /&gt;And, baby, your love is gonna change me&lt;br /&gt;And now I can see every possibility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And somehow I know that it'll all turn out&lt;br /&gt;You'll make me work, so we can work to work it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I promise you, kid, I give so much more than I get&lt;br /&gt;I just haven't met you yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say all's fair&lt;br /&gt;In love and war&lt;br /&gt;But I won't need to fight it&lt;br /&gt;We'll get it right and we'll be united&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know that we can be so amazing&lt;br /&gt;And being in your life is gonna change me&lt;br /&gt;And now I can see every single possibility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And someday I know it'll all turn out&lt;br /&gt;And I'll work to work it out&lt;br /&gt;Promise you, kid, I'll give more than I get&lt;br /&gt;Than I get, than I get, than I get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you know it'll all turn out&lt;br /&gt;And you'll make me work so we can work to work it out&lt;br /&gt;And I promise you kid to give so much more than I get&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I just haven't met you yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just haven't met you yet&lt;br /&gt;Oh, promise you, kid&lt;br /&gt;To give so much more than I get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said love, love, love, love&lt;br /&gt;Love, love, love, love&lt;br /&gt;(I just haven't met you yet)&lt;br /&gt;Love, love, love, love&lt;br /&gt;Love, love&lt;br /&gt;I just haven't met you yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Micheal Buble - Haven't Met You Yet&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source : &lt;a href="http://www.elyrics.net/read/m/michael-buble-lyrics/haven_t-met-you-yet-lyrics.htmlhttp://"&gt;Elyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-7997458057184727795?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/7997458057184727795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=7997458057184727795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/7997458057184727795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/7997458057184727795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/you-make-me-work-so-we-can-work-to-work.html' title='You make me work, so we can work to work it out'/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-7178821793239433158</id><published>2010-12-12T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T22:41:02.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight alone in my room</title><content type='html'>Heres another day where I have to stay at home all day.&lt;br /&gt;I managed to stop playing World of Warcraft already, which gave me lots of time to do some drawings(and well photoshopping too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8dQ4HegLLw/TQTcKc3T-iI/AAAAAAAAAAc/sOUwowu6Ov4/s1600/Front.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8dQ4HegLLw/TQTcKc3T-iI/AAAAAAAAAAc/sOUwowu6Ov4/s320/Front.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549802712932284962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is one of it, I'm not gonna reveal what or who isit for tho.&lt;br /&gt;(I really hope people would figure out what that "ghost" means)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I'm gonna start running tmr. I've already have it planned out, not gonna waste my holidays like how I used to anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I've been staying at home the whole day today, there really isn't much for me to post about today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess, I wanna ask everyone hows my new "style" of blogging? Like wall-of-text post, and ofc the vlog.. I want some more honest comments on that please(honest =/= sarcastic!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-mail nightsrunningscared@hotmail.com if you wanna be super sekretive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that'll be all. Goodnight everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-7178821793239433158?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/7178821793239433158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=7178821793239433158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/7178821793239433158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/7178821793239433158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/tonight-alone-in-my-room.html' title='Tonight alone in my room'/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8dQ4HegLLw/TQTcKc3T-iI/AAAAAAAAAAc/sOUwowu6Ov4/s72-c/Front.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-3917582299720108921</id><published>2010-12-11T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T00:54:08.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I said the room could be burning now there's nothing but dark blue</title><content type='html'>More rants of the day. (actually it's for yesterday, but wadever).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was a pretty good day for me.. until some idiots ruined it. Which pretty much makes me hate being a Singaporean.. I mean, theres lots of good things being a Singaporean, but sometimes it's really embarrassing knowing that some of the other Singaporeans are so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, today I went out..(like durrrr..) when I was taking MRT home, this stupid thing happened. &lt;br /&gt;I alighted at Redhill Station, so it was pretty late and I was quite tired(not really a good excuse), + I was texting + having my earpiece plugged in while exiting. So usually, you will just assume that people would give way, but instead, this random guy decided to be a badass and walked in before I even got out.. So obviously, tired + texting = not really concentrating on walking, but I did managed to see a figure moving towards me, so i tried to dodge, but obviously failed. So I knocked into him quite lightly, okay so here is what I'm confused, I wasn't sure if I blurted out sorry or maybe I said it too softly and continue walking forward.&lt;br /&gt;So I managed to walk like maybe 5 - 6 steps? someone suddenly pushed me from the back.. So everyone's reaction in this situation would definitely be like, "WTF?" or "ohh a friend?", yeah so I was pretty much "WTF?!" cos that push is actually quite hard. So I gave a surprised + blur face when I turned back. And to my surprised, it was some random guy (probably in his 30s or 40s) saying something, with a pretty pissed off face. So at first, I was really blur of what was happening (+ I still had my earpiece on), therefore I gave him that, "huh?" face, than he pointed to the train door, which is when I realised he is probably the one I accidentally knocked into.. At that moment I was still quite calm, than I thought, I might as well be an asshole and make him miss the train, so I acted blur for a little more while, till the train door closed, than I said sorry and continue my way out the station.. All the while I had my earpiece on, and I think it was quite embarrassing cause alot of people are watching (which made me pissed off after that, cause I don't really like to be embarrassed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I won't deny that I'm in the wrong, so maybe I forgot to say sorry the first time, and maybe he thought I knocked into him on purpose.. but WTF?! do that give you the friggin right to push someone so hardly?? It's not like his not at fault for rushing into the train like theres a lion chasing him, such f*ck-up.ed person. He decided to rush in, get back out to push a random guy, and missed that train. Does that even make any sense? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm the old me, I would probably yelled at him or something, but I acted really calm today(surprisingly). But well, he might just have a bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, this really shows how uncivilized Singaporeans can be.. Sorry that this sounds like I'm stereotyping, I know a huge portion of people that reads my blog are not such a person, but this is probably the true for a huge bunch of Singaporeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe some of you have a different thoughts on this situation and think that I really did the wrong thing. If so, do voice out, cause for me, I thought I was right by not scolding back/punching him and such, for those who thinks that I'm wrong, say something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to be Mr.Nice Guy:/&lt;br /&gt;lolkiddin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats pretty much all I want to say for this post. Leave a comment/tag on your views of this situation, I'll value it for sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays, or good luck for your exams, fyp, intern, olevel results, alevel results.. &lt;br /&gt;Lead a good life, have a nice day!(night)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-3917582299720108921?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/3917582299720108921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=3917582299720108921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/3917582299720108921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/3917582299720108921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-said-room-could-be-burning-now-theres.html' title='I said the room could be burning now there&apos;s nothing but dark blue'/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-2971473627514199796</id><published>2010-12-10T17:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T23:12:25.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say it's true or everything that matters breaks in two</title><content type='html'>Like promised.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's post will be something different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="390" height="241"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gq2G7W1NU_0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gq2G7W1NU_0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="390" height="241"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D don't think there'll be a need for wall of text here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do comment/like/rate please.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and subscribe to me! (incase if I make more vids.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-2971473627514199796?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/2971473627514199796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=2971473627514199796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/2971473627514199796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/2971473627514199796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/say-its-true-or-everything-that-matters.html' title='Say it&apos;s true or everything that matters breaks in two'/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-711366110146914503</id><published>2010-12-09T20:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T21:26:25.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You think I'm funny when I tell the punchline wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 2px;"&gt;Ready for the picture of the day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 5px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;input value="Yeah!" style="margin-top: 5px; width: 60px; font-size: 10px;" onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Hide'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'show'; }" type="button"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px inset ; margin : 0px; padding: 6px;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: none; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8dQ4HegLLw/TQDUmLhrbHI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HE5bKt6Iaow/s1600/3%2Bdown%2Bcopy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8dQ4HegLLw/TQDUmLhrbHI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HE5bKt6Iaow/s320/3%2Bdown%2Bcopy.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548668493314616434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes, 3 mst are down, 1 more left to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope people will actually read the rest of the post, it's quite meaningful imho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, by now you should know that if I'm blogging, it pretty much means that I've stopped studying for the next day's exam.. So yes, I think I'm giving up on tomorrow's BPM, a little rant here... but wtheck? no pass year paper, no "example" questions, unhelpful "tips".. how are we suppose to study?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS.. thats not the topic that I wanna write about today, if any of you saw my latest(might not be anymore when your reading this) status update on Facebook; "Why is the world so filled with selfish/self-centered people?" , it shall be the topic for today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know those people are just liking it for the sake of well... liking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to be some smart-ass rocket scientist to figure how whether someone is being plain-ass selfish or "helping him/her instead".&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so this is a little life story, but it's real annoying. The story is something along the line of this Chinese phrase: " 吃不到葡萄说葡萄酸", direct translation would be : "Saying that the grapes are sour just cause you can't eat it"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I won't really type out the whole friggin' story, but if I were to stop you from going oversea just cause I can't go, isn't that abit stupid? Well first the person said:" Oh his in such a rush, we'll be going to another country straight after he gets back, he will not have the money to travel with me afterward".. this alone is a pretty selfish statement, okay maybe you proclaim that you're worry about his money.. but heres what the person said afterward : " You see that TV show about Taiwan, don't waste money go those uninteresting place lah, bring me go Taiwan, see all those food." incase your wondering, uninteresting = walking around, seeing scenery and such.. I don't find that uninteresting, it's quite cool actually. Back to that statement, it's downright selfishness.. I think watching too much television really makes 1 person "crazy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is one of the "higher extent" of selfishness I've witness recently (its real anyway)... There are way more selfish people in this world, like for example in the Train, people could be sitting there and not give up their sit to someone else that actually needs it(they claim that they're not sitting in the "priority sit"), than theres those that "takes" those sits, and make a public nuisance out of themselves.. That is also selfish to a certain extent, your taking up other people's peaceful train ride all for your own "enjoyment".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna say that I'm the most "un-selfish" people ever, but I'm definitely not one of those above. I admit, there is times where I am real selfish, and I trying to change for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, enough of all this rants, anyone of you reading this, if your like one of those above, it's never too late to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, approximately 12 more hours to the end of mst, celebration? yeah.. and it also meant that my "surprise" blog post is coming up pretty soon..&lt;br /&gt;So the next time you see me blogging, it'll mean that mst is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish all of you good luck, and thanks for reading all of this.. (if you actually finish reading it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do leave a comment below on your thoughts on selfish people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-711366110146914503?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/711366110146914503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=711366110146914503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/711366110146914503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/711366110146914503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/you-think-im-funny-when-i-tell.html' title='You think I&apos;m funny when I tell the punchline wrong'/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8dQ4HegLLw/TQDUmLhrbHI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HE5bKt6Iaow/s72-c/3%2Bdown%2Bcopy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-4268278112243073728</id><published>2010-12-08T20:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T21:31:26.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah you built up a world of magic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8dQ4HegLLw/TP-BlGvglCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N1IviasA0D8/s1600/double%2Brainbow%2Bcopy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8dQ4HegLLw/TP-BlGvglCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N1IviasA0D8/s320/double%2Brainbow%2Bcopy.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548295740408763426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the words are editted in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so like what the pictures above is trying to portray.. It means that TWO DOWN! or TWO LEFT!! :D Isn't that a nice picture!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll notice that as MST is coming to an end, my post will "supposedly" become longer.. okay, maybe except tomorrow's one, it's a crazy paper on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we all should know about this "hype" about Cartoon Characters as Display Pict in Facebook. And we all should also know about the "incident" that it caused ; "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;all the ppl who changed their DPs to cartoons for Violence Against Children: It wasn't for VAC, it was set up by a group of pedophiles sothat children would accept friend requests if they had a cartoon picture as well. This was on an internet fraud program &amp;amp; the news...ytd ...night. Copy &amp;amp; paste as ur status to let everyone know.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah so if you actually stop and think about it, does this actually makes sense? This only prove that Facebook is a good tool to spread news, whether good or bad. Who knows whether if there is such an Event created by VAC, or if those guys are really pedophiles, or even if "the news...ytd ...night" is true?&lt;br /&gt;Do anyone have actual prove that there is an actual news about how it's a fraud? If not, we can't just condemn them as a fraud. But there is actual news on how this "event" had helped spread the words of child abuse all over the internet(which pretty much means most the world too), so what if those guys are really pedophiles? They managed to spread the word of child abuse to so much people, did we actually see the good things they do? instead of praising them(which hardly anyone did), instead we "accuse" them of a fraud?&lt;br /&gt;I knows that theres a saying that goes something like : "Nobody will remember what good things you did, but everyone will remember every bad things you did". I guess thats true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on a little "jokky" manner, those guys actually allowed people to be aware of Child Abuse AND Pedophiles.. Whats bad about that? :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="241"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8KCNV9cehR8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8KCNV9cehR8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="241"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres the video of the news I mentioned about above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--End of Ultimate wall of text--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, while I was studying today, I saw someone posted something like this on Facebook: "No one will see your hardwork, they'll just see your results". Sorry to break your bubble, but that's not exactly very true..&lt;br /&gt;From what I see, it's pretty much like this : "No one will see your hardwork but they'll see and forget your good results. However, they'll remember you for not doing anything and having bad results".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, pretty much thats all I have for today's post. I hope people will comment on whatever I typed above, it's really pretty meaningful imo. Whether you agree or disagree with me, leave a comment or tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, and have a nice day.... (night)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-4268278112243073728?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/4268278112243073728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=4268278112243073728' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/4268278112243073728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/4268278112243073728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/yeah-you-built-up-world-of-magic.html' title='Yeah you built up a world of magic'/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8dQ4HegLLw/TP-BlGvglCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N1IviasA0D8/s72-c/double%2Brainbow%2Bcopy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-3879422563340462486</id><published>2010-12-08T06:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T18:25:25.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's alright, I know it's alright</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;I'm awake now, more like awake 45 minutes ago.. I don't know why people like to stay up late to mug, while i prefer to have a good night sleep and wake up earlier the next morning to continue.. When obviously our mind is more suitable for studying at that timing..&lt;br /&gt;Anyhows, I wonder how do people even survive in the examination room w/o enough sleep.. I can't even concentrate( I noob bah ).&lt;br /&gt;Hrmn, blogging with iphone really not that easy, so slow at typing, ohh well, i'll post again tonight with my laptop..&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna know, anything posted by Nick~ from now on is by my phone, cos it's logged to my main email.. And those by nL is by my laptop which is logged into an email specifically for my blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-3879422563340462486?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/3879422563340462486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=3879422563340462486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/3879422563340462486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/3879422563340462486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/it-alright-i-know-it-alright.html' title='It&amp;#39;s alright, I know it&amp;#39;s alright'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-8770633561686199160</id><published>2010-12-07T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T21:58:56.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im just listening to the clock go ticking</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="241"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EmcMG4uxiHk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EmcMG4uxiHk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="241"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have to share this with everyone.. It's so friggin funny, this pretty much made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-LARGE;"&gt;1 DOWN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D yeah, FM was pretty easy imo, but I probably have a careless mistake..ohh well, 4/50, theres still 46/50.. GOGO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres so much that I want to type about, but I really don't have time for it, I need to go sleep now, so that I'll wake up earlier tomorrow to refresh my memory for QA.. (which starts at 8:30am.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, live well guys..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-8770633561686199160?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/8770633561686199160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=8770633561686199160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/8770633561686199160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/8770633561686199160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-just-listening-to-clock-go-ticking.html' title='Im just listening to the clock go ticking'/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-8107462967784507198</id><published>2010-12-07T12:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T12:28:17.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a pessimistic person, I see the glass as half empty even when it's full</title><content type='html'>lol @ title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh FM starts in 3 hours 30 minutes more.. I'm not actually very worried bout that, I'm more worried bout those after FM.. (which I didn't really focus much on till now)&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sad how no one is actually reading my blog :( they just come in, scroll down, click another person's blog.. QQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay maybe it's cause it's MST time, which explains the un-interesting informations I'm posting about. &lt;br /&gt;ohhwell.. Back to some last minute studying. Good luck to all my classmates taking FM later, let's all get As! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-8107462967784507198?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/8107462967784507198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=8107462967784507198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/8107462967784507198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/8107462967784507198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-pessimistic-person-i-see-glass-as.html' title='I&apos;m a pessimistic person, I see the glass as half empty even when it&apos;s full'/><author><name>nL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252540877355275421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-4399751112188218752</id><published>2010-12-06T20:03:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T20:33:56.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my crazy imagination</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="241"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YFk_uGfD9JQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YFk_uGfD9JQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="241"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome songs, if only I got an idea on how to download them..&lt;br /&gt;(click on the other songs to listen to them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, about my addiction on "dance to this song"... heres something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3LElHtiLZWE/TPzRofsET7I/AAAAAAAAAF8/8FflMWDj4Ls/s1600/Dance%2Bto%2Bthis%2BSong%2Bplays%2Bcopy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 380px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3LElHtiLZWE/TPzRofsET7I/AAAAAAAAAF8/8FflMWDj4Ls/s320/Dance%2Bto%2Bthis%2BSong%2Bplays%2Bcopy.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547539334644912050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The number of plays it have in 3 or 4 days only, it doesn't include plays from my phone and from the internet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I can't believe I actually fell asleep (AGAIN) while studying.. this is quite irritating.. Mst is starting in 20 hours, and will end in 86 hours.. GOGOGO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much studying is also bringing back my headaches.. So much things trying to enter my head at once, TV from outside, my music, study materials and lots of other ideas I have for &lt;br&gt; post-mst &lt;--- Real excited for mst to be over!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, back to studying&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck to all those having MST, and Have Fun for those having their Holidays now!&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy Life as it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-4399751112188218752?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/4399751112188218752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=4399751112188218752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/4399751112188218752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/4399751112188218752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/oh-my-crazy-imagination.html' title='Oh my crazy imagination'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3LElHtiLZWE/TPzRofsET7I/AAAAAAAAAF8/8FflMWDj4Ls/s72-c/Dance%2Bto%2Bthis%2BSong%2Bplays%2Bcopy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-1780896225613982293</id><published>2010-12-06T09:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T18:51:45.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We got a future full of blue skies, blue skies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Let's dance to this song (HEY!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm still constantly listening to this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone notice, I've been posting twice everyday for the pass few days (once in the morning, another at night), I'll try to keep this up.. But I'll sure get out of topic to talk of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need people to suggest to me on what I should talk about REAL SOON.. or like ask me something, which I may (or may not) answer. &lt;br /&gt;[like leave a comment/tag or something..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, do anyone else have problem sleeping early at night? Like I tried to sleep at 10:30 yesterday night and only managed to fall asleep at 12:30 (WTF FAIL?!), as in I already turn off my laptop at 10:30, laid on my bed, and still can't fall asleep, real sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ohh, did I forget to mention, I FINALLY HAVE A WATER HEATER AT HOME!!! X months of showering in cold water is really WTF?! (I know a certain someone shower in cold water her(his) whole life, but thats not the point!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, just a little short update.. I'll go back to studying, following the "plan"&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: ohh and yes, 96 hours to end of mst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="402" height="243"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TMRQGmNVycA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TMRQGmNVycA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="402" height="243"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-1780896225613982293?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/1780896225613982293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=1780896225613982293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/1780896225613982293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/1780896225613982293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/we-got-future-full-of-blue-skies-blue.html' title='We got a future full of blue skies, blue skies'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-7731369239468614705</id><published>2010-12-05T20:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T23:30:09.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just want the same old noise that keeps my body in a trance!</title><content type='html'>Ask me what I've been this few days? I'll tell you I'm busy studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infact, I'm not just busy studying, I've been eating, sleeping and rotting(random youtube vids and such) too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My afternoon sleep habit is back(or not). It's probably just because of all this studying thats making me real bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent today studying FM instead of boring BPM :D, I'll probably dedicate the half of tomorrow for QA and the other half for FM. For monday, it'll be all the "last minutes" mugging for FM in the morning - afternoon, after FM mst, it'll be QA all the way like crazy. After QA exams will be SDT crazy, and lastly BPM crazy when SDT is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome plan thar right?&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, if anyone actually reads the previous post, I mentioned about something different.. I promise I'll do something different, I have a rough idea of what I'll do already, I'm just not gonna reveal it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's Countdown? In about 109 hours time, I'll be out of the Examination Room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-7731369239468614705?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/7731369239468614705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=7731369239468614705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/7731369239468614705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/7731369239468614705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-just-want-same-old-noise-that-keeps.html' title='I just want the same old noise that keeps my body in a trance!'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-8900265609757835719</id><published>2010-12-05T09:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T18:24:38.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You give me that hummingbird heartbeat</title><content type='html'>Yay more lyrics post, but this time with the actual song too.. lol&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'll definitely try to update this blog more often after mst.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm going to do something different for a blog post on the coming Friday(after the test ofc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I'll go study for FM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;You make me feel like I'm losing my virginity&lt;br /&gt;The first time, every time, when you're touching me&lt;br /&gt;I make you bloom like a flower that you've never seen&lt;br /&gt;Under the sun we are one buzzing energy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all innate, to create a family tree&lt;br /&gt;Cause evolution with you comes naturally&lt;br /&gt;Some call it science (science), we call it chemistry&lt;br /&gt;This is a story of the birds and the bees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even the seasons change, I love to stay the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;You give me that hummingbird heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;Spread my wings and make me fly&lt;br /&gt;The taste of your honey is so sweet&lt;br /&gt;When you give me the hummingbird heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;Hummingbird heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ah, ah) Hummingbird heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;(Ah, ah) Hummingbird heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've flown a million miles just to find a magic seed&lt;br /&gt;A white flower with the power to bring life to me&lt;br /&gt;You're so exotic, my whole body fluttering&lt;br /&gt;Constantly craving for a taste of your sticky sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always on the brain, on the heart attack&lt;br /&gt;You give me life, and keep me coming back&lt;br /&gt;I see the sun rising your eyes, your eyes&lt;br /&gt;We got a future full of blue skies, blue skies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the seasons change, our love stays the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;You give me that hummingbird heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;Spread my wings and make me fly&lt;br /&gt;The taste of your honey is so sweet&lt;br /&gt;When you give me the hummingbird heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;Hummingbird heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ah, ah) Hummingbird heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;(Ah, ah) Hummingbird heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love me, love me, never love me not (not)&lt;br /&gt;No, when we're in perfect harmony&lt;br /&gt;You make me sound like, like a symphony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spread my wings and make me fly&lt;br /&gt;The taste of your honey is so sweet&lt;br /&gt;When you give me the the hummingbird heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;Hummingbird heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hummingbird heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;Spread my wings and make me fly&lt;br /&gt;The taste of your honey is so sweet&lt;br /&gt;When you give me the the hummingbird heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;Hummingbird heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ah, ah) Hummingbird heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;(Ah, ah) Hummingbird heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;(Ah, ah) Hummingbird heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;(Ah, ah) Hummingbird heartbeat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;a href="http://artists.letssingit.com/katy-perry-lyrics-hummingbird-heartbeat-jfs37wrhttp://"&gt;Hummingbird Heartbeat - Katy Perry&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="402" height="243"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K_o4Fqq3vxc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K_o4Fqq3vxc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="402" height="243"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;credits : dominic for "intro.ing" this song to me.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-8900265609757835719?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/8900265609757835719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=8900265609757835719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/8900265609757835719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/8900265609757835719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/you-give-me-that-hummingbird-heartbeat.html' title='You give me that hummingbird heartbeat'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-5262804513562456168</id><published>2010-12-04T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T22:56:32.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I can't think of an appropriate title</title><content type='html'>Sometime one wonders what exactly is he doing with his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres so much things I wanna do,&lt;br /&gt;like going to the a Local University and wanting to go oversea to study..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAIT LOLWUT? self-contradictory much? but this few days, I have been thinking about what would it be like to be studying in another country, countries like the States, Australia and such..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a typical Chinese, all I know about is study study study.. (no offense here sorry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than again, I thought of many other "futures" as well, and it'll be real embarrassing to mention it here, well atleast it's embarrassing for me, I'm just not good at expressing myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your parents/relatives asks me what I want to be in the future, I really got no friggin idea to answer that, I mean all I'm doing now is study study and more study, I don't really want to think about the future(which I should imo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, I love the internet, I'll never tell anyone irl about all this, I mean, it's real awkward talking about such things for me, and I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna love how this post not on just 1 topic.&lt;br /&gt;Living my life as it is, happy as it is. Just when you think that you're in the worst part of your life, something will pull you right back up.&lt;br /&gt;I need to stop worrying all that much about materialistic things(aka money and possessions), and enjoy life as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, it sounds like I'm preaching.. I should prolly make a video on how to counsel people to get back up when they're down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking bout vids, my "secret youtube vid" have like 28 views.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3LElHtiLZWE/TPpSF56KFSI/AAAAAAAAAFw/qTQ12NqE6mg/s1600/7H2CH-A1%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3LElHtiLZWE/TPpSF56KFSI/AAAAAAAAAFw/qTQ12NqE6mg/s320/7H2CH-A1%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546836152457762082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;DOUBLE MONKEY!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YO ANYWAY, I made a "like page" for my blog, so instead of spamming people's news feed, i'll be updating that page, for anyone that wants to know when I update my blog could actually go Like that page.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh yah, heres the &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Nights-Running-Scared/136612593059590?ref=sgmhttp://"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-5262804513562456168?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/5262804513562456168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=5262804513562456168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/5262804513562456168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/5262804513562456168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/when-i-cant-think-of-appropriate-title.html' title='When I can&apos;t think of an appropriate title'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3LElHtiLZWE/TPpSF56KFSI/AAAAAAAAAFw/qTQ12NqE6mg/s72-c/7H2CH-A1%2Bcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-2696421413314900419</id><published>2010-12-04T11:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T11:38:38.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Move this, move that, verse one, verse two</title><content type='html'>Ever since I got my iPhone, I've been addicted back to music again.. and thats a good thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And probably very soon I'll be out of voice singing.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt; Things to do after MST :  &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; Get my Life back &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; Start running/getting back my stamina &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; Do productive stuffs... lol &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats definitely not all, but those are the prioritize ones..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to get addicted to music.........and studies lawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit : look at the pathetic amount of people viewing my blog each day :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3LElHtiLZWE/TPm3iEZXgQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/iADelRLn-9w/s1600/blog%2Bvisits.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3LElHtiLZWE/TPm3iEZXgQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/iADelRLn-9w/s320/blog%2Bvisits.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546666212007051522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue = Unique Visits, Yellow = Repeated Visits (which is probably me..)&lt;br /&gt;Theres even a day where there is 0 visits.. QQ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-2696421413314900419?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/2696421413314900419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=2696421413314900419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/2696421413314900419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/2696421413314900419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/move-this-move-that-verse-one-verse-two.html' title='Move this, move that, verse one, verse two'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3LElHtiLZWE/TPm3iEZXgQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/iADelRLn-9w/s72-c/blog%2Bvisits.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-260788936512180552</id><published>2010-12-03T20:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T20:30:48.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blehhh...</title><content type='html'>Hrmn.. I uploaded a vid online to youtube today when I'm REAL bored... see if you can find it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do find it, post it on my comments.. lawl, i'm not gonna reveal it myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ohh don't worry, I didn't Sing/Dance/do something that will make myself look more stupid..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-260788936512180552?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/260788936512180552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=260788936512180552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/260788936512180552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/260788936512180552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/blehhh.html' title='blehhh...'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-8598362421860096506</id><published>2010-12-03T12:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T20:24:07.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's another pop song for all you to love</title><content type='html'>/addictedtoasongagain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;Let's dance to this song (HEY!)&lt;br /&gt;Let's dance to this song (HEY!)&lt;br /&gt;Let's dance to this song (HEY!)&lt;br /&gt;Let's dance&lt;br /&gt;2x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERSE 1:&lt;br /&gt;I know you're thinkin that you heard this before&lt;br /&gt;Some strings and bass to move your body to the floor&lt;br /&gt;But girl don't matter if the beats are the same&lt;br /&gt;Cause seeing your body move I'm just glad you came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRECHORUS 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Move this, move that, verse one, verse two&lt;br /&gt;That's all these songs are meant to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just melodies, don't stop to think&lt;br /&gt;Mindless moves girl let's grab a drink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERSE 2:&lt;br /&gt;My turn to go but lyrics really don't matter.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I got the flow to make your booty move faster.&lt;br /&gt;Err time I hear this song I get up on my feet and dance.&lt;br /&gt;I just want the same old noise that keeps my body in a trance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRECHORUS 2:&lt;br /&gt;Insert cliche, then you'll get plays&lt;br /&gt;Drink, girls, dance, beat, blah blah repeat.&lt;br /&gt;We made a hit, In 30 minutes&lt;br /&gt;This s*** is tight! We done and did it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE&lt;br /&gt;This is the music for our generation&lt;br /&gt;The sounds for the kids that's sweeping the nation.&lt;br /&gt;From coast to coast, and club to club,&lt;br /&gt;Here's another pop song for all you to love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4MVFAx-AX3c&amp;amp;feature=player_embeddedhttp://"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4MVFAx-AX3c&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this guy is funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-8598362421860096506?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/8598362421860096506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=8598362421860096506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/8598362421860096506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/8598362421860096506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/heres-another-pop-song-for-all-you-to.html' title='Here&apos;s another pop song for all you to love'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-3747350356411623002</id><published>2010-12-02T20:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T20:54:20.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>neglected?</title><content type='html'>lol.. this blog suddenly quite dead ahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, finally got my iphone.. and a new hair cut..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise, this holidays, I'll go run..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-3747350356411623002?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/3747350356411623002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=3747350356411623002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/3747350356411623002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/3747350356411623002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/12/neglected.html' title='neglected?'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-3370227801755822741</id><published>2010-11-09T18:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T20:40:46.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come on, let your colors burst</title><content type='html'>Made an excel spreadsheet for himself to record how much he spends everyday..bleh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I hope no one saw my previous post (obviously the one I deleted)..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-3370227801755822741?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/3370227801755822741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=3370227801755822741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/3370227801755822741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/3370227801755822741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/11/come-on-let-your-colors-burst_09.html' title='Come on, let your colors burst'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-8857606420298075904</id><published>2010-11-07T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T21:32:00.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 feet under screams but no one seems to hear a thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Do you ever feel like a plastic bag,&lt;br /&gt;drifting through the wind&lt;br /&gt;wanting to start again?&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin&lt;br /&gt;like a house of cards,&lt;br /&gt;one blow from caving in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel already buried deep?&lt;br /&gt;6 feet under screams but no one seems to hear a thing&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that there's still a chance for you&lt;br /&gt;'Cause there's a spark in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just gotta ignite, the light, and let it shine&lt;br /&gt;Just own the night like the 4th of July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause baby you're a firework&lt;br /&gt;Come on, show 'em what you're worth&lt;br /&gt;Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh"&lt;br /&gt;As you shoot across the sky-y-y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you're a firework&lt;br /&gt;Come on, let your colors burst&lt;br /&gt;Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh"&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna leave 'em falling down-own-own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to feel like a waste of space&lt;br /&gt;You're original, cannot be replaced&lt;br /&gt;If you only knew what the future holds&lt;br /&gt;After a hurricane comes a rainbow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe your reason why all the doors are closed&lt;br /&gt;So you could open one that leads you to the perfect road&lt;br /&gt;Like a lightning bolt, your heart will blow&lt;br /&gt;And when it's time, you'll know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just gotta ignite, the light, and let it shine&lt;br /&gt;Just own the night like the 4th of July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause baby you're a firework&lt;br /&gt;Come on, show 'em what you're worth&lt;br /&gt;Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh"&lt;br /&gt;As you shoot across the sky-y-y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you're a firework&lt;br /&gt;Come on, let your colors burst&lt;br /&gt;Make 'em go "Oh, Oh, Oh"&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna leave 'em falling down-own-own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boom, boom, boom&lt;br /&gt;Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon&lt;br /&gt;It's always been inside of you, you, you&lt;br /&gt;And now it's time to let it through-ough-ough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause baby you're a firework&lt;br /&gt;Come on, show 'em what you're worth&lt;br /&gt;Make 'em go "Oh, Oh, Oh"&lt;br /&gt;As you shoot across the sky-y-y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you're a firework&lt;br /&gt;Come on, let your colors burst&lt;br /&gt;Make 'em go "Oh, Oh, Oh"&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna leave 'em falling down-own-own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boom, boom, boom&lt;br /&gt;Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon&lt;br /&gt;Boom, boom, boom&lt;br /&gt;Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Firework - Katy Perry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source : &lt;a href="http://artists.letssingit.com/katy-perry-lyrics-firework-mxp64b6"&gt; Letssingit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-8857606420298075904?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/8857606420298075904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=8857606420298075904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/8857606420298075904'/><link rel='self' 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title='talented'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-4598734316351703901</id><published>2010-11-05T11:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T11:42:12.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now your standing here right by my side</title><content type='html'>How am I suppose to survive with the money I am given per week??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prices everywhere are going up while my allowance is actually going down and being unstable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 dollar for 1 week, covering all meals + my own handphone bill..&lt;br /&gt;thats 7 dollar per day, breakfast lunch dinner, 2 dollar per meal.. &lt;br /&gt;where to find such meal?? especially for an eater like me.. impossible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-4598734316351703901?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/4598734316351703901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=4598734316351703901' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/4598734316351703901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/4598734316351703901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/11/now-your-standing-here-right-by-my-side.html' title='Now your standing here right by my side'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-385069150765685743</id><published>2010-11-04T11:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T11:33:52.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cbox</title><content type='html'>Removed cbox for now.. too much retarded spams.. i might or might not put it back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you wanna leave a comment, just use the comment function..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-385069150765685743?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-2970865557027972511</id><published>2010-10-30T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T00:48:02.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>asdf</title><content type='html'>ahhh fml... need a new haircut/hairstyle (lul, i don't even style my hair)..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-2970865557027972511?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/2970865557027972511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=2970865557027972511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/2970865557027972511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/2970865557027972511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/10/asdf.html' title='asdf'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-98767882080373342</id><published>2010-10-28T23:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T23:18:39.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dark Blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I have. I have you&lt;br /&gt;Breathing down my neck, breathing down my neck&lt;br /&gt;I don't, don't know&lt;br /&gt;What you could possibly expect under this condition&lt;br /&gt;So I'll wait, I'll wait&lt;br /&gt;For the ambulance to come, ambulance to come&lt;br /&gt;Pick us up off the floor&lt;br /&gt;What did you possibly expect under this condition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So slow down... this night's a&lt;br /&gt;Perfect shade of dark blue, dark blue&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been alone&lt;br /&gt;In a crowded room when I'm here with you&lt;br /&gt;I said the world could be burning down&lt;br /&gt;Dark blue (dark blue)&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been alone in a crowded room well I'm here with you&lt;br /&gt;I said the world could be burning 'til there's nothing but dark blue..&lt;br /&gt;Just dark blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This flood (this flood) is slowly rising up swallowing the ground&lt;br /&gt;Beneath my feet, Tell me how anybody thinks under this condition so&lt;br /&gt;I'll swim (I'll swim) as the water rises up, the sun is sinking down&lt;br /&gt;And now all I can see are the planets in a row&lt;br /&gt;Suggesting it's best that I slow down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This night's a perfect shade of&lt;br /&gt;Dark blue (dark blue)&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been alone in a crowded room when I'm here with you&lt;br /&gt;I said the world could be burning (burning) down&lt;br /&gt;Dark blue (dark blue)&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been alone in a crowded room well I'm here with you&lt;br /&gt;I said the world could be burning dark blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were boxing&lt;br /&gt;We were boxing the stars&lt;br /&gt;We were boxing (we were boxing)&lt;br /&gt;You were swinging for Mars&lt;br /&gt;And then the water reached the West Coast&lt;br /&gt;And took the power lines (the power lines)&lt;br /&gt;And it was me and you (this could last forever)&lt;br /&gt;And the whole town under water&lt;br /&gt;There was nothing we could do&lt;br /&gt;It was dark blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dark blue (dark blue)&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been alone in a crowded room well I'm here with you&lt;br /&gt;I said the world could be burning (burning) down&lt;br /&gt;Dark blue&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been alone in a crowded room well I'm here with you&lt;br /&gt;I said the room could be burning now there's nothing but dark blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've ever been alone in the dark blue&lt;br /&gt;If you've ever been alone you'll know (you'll know)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dark Blue - Jack's Maannequin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source : &lt;a href="http://artists.letssingit.com/jacks-mannequin-lyrics-dark-blue-xnkffw6"&gt;Letsingit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-98767882080373342?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/98767882080373342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=98767882080373342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/98767882080373342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/98767882080373342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/10/dark-blue.html' title='Dark Blue'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-6730911263668581153</id><published>2010-10-27T20:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T21:01:20.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The way you move ain't fair you know</title><content type='html'>It's not that I have doubts in you, it's that I have doubts in myself..&lt;br /&gt;You can't expect me to go from ultimate introvert(yes I'm probably the most introverted guy you know!..... that admits it) to some guy that can easily socialize with strangers..&lt;br /&gt;I can't decline you as if you know me well enough, I don't usually like to decline people.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asddfff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Heeey, heeeey, heeeey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your lipstick stains on the front lobe of my left side brains&lt;br /&gt;I knew I wouldn't forget you and so I went and let&lt;br /&gt;You blow my mind&lt;br /&gt;Your sweet moonbeam&lt;br /&gt;The smell of you in every single dream I dream&lt;br /&gt;I knew when we collided you're the one I have decided&lt;br /&gt;Who's one of my kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey soul sister, ain't that Mr. Mister on the radio stereo&lt;br /&gt;The way you move ain't fair you know&lt;br /&gt;Hey soul sister I don't want to miss a single thing you do,&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heeey, Heeeeey heeeey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in time I'm so glad you have a one track mind like me&lt;br /&gt;You gave my life direction&lt;br /&gt;A game show love connection we cant deny&lt;br /&gt;I'm so obsessed my heart is bound to beat right&lt;br /&gt;Out my untrimmed chest&lt;br /&gt;I believe in you like a virgin you're Madonna&lt;br /&gt;And I'm always gonna want to blow your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey soul sister, ain't that Mr. Mister on the radio stereo&lt;br /&gt;The way you move ain't fair you know&lt;br /&gt;Hey soul sister I don't want to miss a single thing you do,&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you can cut a rug&lt;br /&gt;Watching you's the only drug I need&lt;br /&gt;You're so gangster I'm so thug&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one I'm dreaming of, you see&lt;br /&gt;I can be myself now finally&lt;br /&gt;In fact there's nothing I cant be&lt;br /&gt;I want the world to see you'll be with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey soul sister, ain't that Mr. Mister on the radio stereo&lt;br /&gt;The way you move ain't fair you know&lt;br /&gt;Hey soul sister I don't want to miss a single thing you do,&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey soul sister I don't want to miss a single thing you do...&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heeey, Heeeeey heeeey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heeey, Heeeeey heeeey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hey, Soul Sister - Train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source : &lt;a href="http://artists.letssingit.com/train-lyrics-hey-soul-sister-3d6bnbr"&gt;Letsingit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-6730911263668581153?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/6730911263668581153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=6730911263668581153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/6730911263668581153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/6730911263668581153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/10/way-you-move-aint-fair-you-know.html' title='The way you move ain&apos;t fair you know'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-3316201742870393669</id><published>2010-10-25T08:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T08:44:13.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bleh</title><content type='html'>L2doublecheck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-3316201742870393669?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/3316201742870393669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=3316201742870393669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/3316201742870393669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/3316201742870393669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/10/bleh.html' title='bleh'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-3484305074070722182</id><published>2010-10-18T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T00:02:40.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I was thinkin about her, thinkin about me.&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin about us, what we gonna be?&lt;br /&gt;Open my eyes, yeah; it was only just a dream.&lt;br /&gt;So I travel back, down that road&lt;br /&gt;Will she come back? No one knows&lt;br /&gt;I realize, yeah, it was only just a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at the top and I now it's like I'm in the basement&lt;br /&gt;Number one spot and now she found her a replacement&lt;br /&gt;I swear now I can't take it, knowing somebody's got my baby&lt;br /&gt;And now you ain't around, baby I can't think&lt;br /&gt;I shoulda put it down, shoulda got that ring&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I can still feel it in the air&lt;br /&gt;See her pretty face run my fingers through her hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lover, my life, my shorty, my wife&lt;br /&gt;She left me, I'm tied&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I knew that it just ain't right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinkin about her, thinkin about me.&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin about us, what we gonna be?&lt;br /&gt;Open my eyes, yeah; it was only just a dream.&lt;br /&gt;So I travel back, down that road&lt;br /&gt;Will she come back? No one knows&lt;br /&gt;I realize, yeah, it was only just a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I be ridin man I swear I see her face at every turn&lt;br /&gt;Tryin to get my usher on but I can't let it burn&lt;br /&gt;And I just hope she notice she the only one I yearn for&lt;br /&gt;My woman, my one, I miss her when will I learn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't give her all my love, I guess now I got my payback&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm in the club thinkin all about my baby&lt;br /&gt;Hey, she was so easy to love&lt;br /&gt;But wait, I guess that love wasn't enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm goin through it every time that I'm alone&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm wishin she should pick up the phone&lt;br /&gt;But she made a decision that she wanted to move on&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinkin about her, thinkin about me&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin about us, what we gonna be?&lt;br /&gt;Open my eyes, yeah; it was only just a dream&lt;br /&gt;So I travel back, down that road&lt;br /&gt;Will she come back? No one knows&lt;br /&gt;I realize, yeah, it was only just a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever loved somebody put your hands up (hands up)&lt;br /&gt;If you ever loved somebody put your hands up&lt;br /&gt;And now they're gone and you wish you could give them everything&lt;br /&gt;I said, if you ever loved somebody put your hands up&lt;br /&gt;If you ever loved somebody put your hands up&lt;br /&gt;And now they're gone and you wish you could give them everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinkin about her, thinkin about me.&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin about us, what we gonna be?&lt;br /&gt;Open my eyes, yeah; it was only just a dream.&lt;br /&gt;So I travel back, down that road&lt;br /&gt;Will she come back? No one knows&lt;br /&gt;I realize, yeah, it was only just a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinkin about her, thinkin about me.&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin about us, what we gonna be?&lt;br /&gt;Open my eyes, yeah; it was only just a dream.&lt;br /&gt;So I travel back, down that road&lt;br /&gt;Will she come back? No one knows&lt;br /&gt;I realize, yeah, it was only just a dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Just a Dream - Nelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sauce : &lt;a href="http://artists.letssingit.com/nelly-lyrics-just-a-dream-g2d1zb5"&gt;Letsingit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-3484305074070722182?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/3484305074070722182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=3484305074070722182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/3484305074070722182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/3484305074070722182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/10/just-dream.html' title='Just a dream'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-8934539557868662698</id><published>2010-10-04T02:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T03:12:16.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Results</title><content type='html'>ST508S - A - Psch&lt;br /&gt;ST522B - B+ - OIP&lt;br /&gt;ST0207 - A - Elit&lt;br /&gt;BA0220 - A - OM&lt;br /&gt;ST2803 - A - Isec&lt;br /&gt;LC0912 - B - RWPS&lt;br /&gt;ST2104 - B - wcd&lt;br /&gt;BA0209 - B - FMA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asdf... both Gems get so high for wad fuck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wcd B?!?! seriously?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas Lin needs to learn to lower his expectation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and participate in class!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-8934539557868662698?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/8934539557868662698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=8934539557868662698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/8934539557868662698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/8934539557868662698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/10/results.html' title='Results'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-4473660426855174501</id><published>2010-10-02T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T02:50:33.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That keep you feeling so alive, so alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Woah oh oh ohhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream last night&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know which floor to get off on, heyyyeyy&lt;br /&gt;The doors, they opened on 4 and 5 and 6&lt;br /&gt;And you were gone, all gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't understand&lt;br /&gt;I didn't wanna know&lt;br /&gt;At least I took a chance&lt;br /&gt;I had to let it go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Elevator goes up&lt;br /&gt;Elevator come down&lt;br /&gt;And you just go with the flow&lt;br /&gt;Until your feet are back on the ground&lt;br /&gt;It's an endless ride&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it takes you up&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it tears you down inside&lt;br /&gt;But it's the butterflies&lt;br /&gt;That keep you feeling so alive, so alive&lt;br /&gt;You gotta get back that high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in my dream last night&lt;br /&gt;The doors they finally shut and I was there, somewhere&lt;br /&gt;Alone in my reality inside an empty box&lt;br /&gt;That's filled with air&lt;br /&gt;But I don't care, noooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time I'll get it right&lt;br /&gt;Next time I'll be okay&lt;br /&gt;I'll have a different dream tonight&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's another day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Elevator goes up (elevator goes up)&lt;br /&gt;Elevator come down&lt;br /&gt;And you just go with the flow&lt;br /&gt;Until your feet are back on the ground&lt;br /&gt;It's an endless ride&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it takes you up&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it tears you down inside&lt;br /&gt;But it's the butterflies&lt;br /&gt;That keep you feeling so alive, so alive&lt;br /&gt;You gotta get back that high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know&lt;br /&gt;What you're gonna get&lt;br /&gt;What you don't expect will come and find you&lt;br /&gt;If you laugh or cry&lt;br /&gt;If you run and hide&lt;br /&gt;But it's all right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Elevator goes up&lt;br /&gt;Elevator come down&lt;br /&gt;And you just go with the flow&lt;br /&gt;Until your feet are back on the ground&lt;br /&gt;It's an endless ride&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it takes you up&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it tears you down inside&lt;br /&gt;But it's the butterflies&lt;br /&gt;That keep you feeling so alive, so alive&lt;br /&gt;You gotta get back that high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Elevator - David Archuleta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source : &lt;a href="http://artists.letssingit.com/david-archuleta-lyrics-elevator-dn556j1"&gt;http://artists.letssingit.com/david-archuleta-lyrics-elevator-dn556j1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-4473660426855174501?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/4473660426855174501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=4473660426855174501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/4473660426855174501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/4473660426855174501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/10/that-keep-you-feeling-so-alive-so-alive.html' title='That keep you feeling so alive, so alive'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-7506999220127886764</id><published>2010-09-28T22:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T23:46:35.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothin On You</title><content type='html'>Boredom has overwhelmed me.. I'm starting to think of stuff again, I'll need something to do... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One would wish for the holiday to end faster, but is that really one wants?&lt;br /&gt;Why had I changed so much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep seems like the best thing for me to do now.. Not that I'll go sleep now. Guess I'll just go read..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-7506999220127886764?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/7506999220127886764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=7506999220127886764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/7506999220127886764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/7506999220127886764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/09/nothin-on-you.html' title='Nothin On You'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-4882591342465994434</id><published>2010-09-28T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T01:12:15.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Impressions</title><content type='html'>What kind of impression do I give people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of a person do people think I am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do no body sees me as I am, is it because of how I look? how I speak? or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I shouldn't be bothered about what people think about me, but why am I trying so hard to be "normal" when I'm already "normal"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been thinking about this almost the whole day today.. I can't even concentrate on reading my book because of this thought.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oowell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-4882591342465994434?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/4882591342465994434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=4882591342465994434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/4882591342465994434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/4882591342465994434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/09/impressions.html' title='Impressions'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-1404465794484054440</id><published>2010-09-13T13:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T13:57:52.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Dance On</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Na na naii &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch me while I stand here &lt;br /&gt;Watch my feet, my stance, my body language &lt;br /&gt;I’m not someone to be messed with &lt;br /&gt;I’m a fox on a mission &lt;br /&gt;You know you’re challenging the best here &lt;br /&gt;It’s gonna be real hard &lt;br /&gt;But I’m gonna be okay &lt;br /&gt;As long as I try real hard &lt;br /&gt;I’m always gonna find my way &lt;br /&gt;I’ma find my way &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ma stand up like a soldier &lt;br /&gt;I’ma get them ‘til it’s over &lt;br /&gt;I’ll keep marching to the beat &lt;br /&gt;‘til there’s bruises on my feet &lt;br /&gt;Now I’m falling to my knees &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I’m gonna take this all the way &lt;br /&gt;It’s now or never &lt;br /&gt;I’ll break what’s in my way &lt;br /&gt;I’ma stand up like a soldier &lt;br /&gt;Tonight I’m gonna take over &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ch: ‘Cause I know everything’s gonna be alright &lt;br /&gt;Now you’re standing her right by my side &lt;br /&gt;And we dance on, dance on, we gonna dance on &lt;br /&gt;Ain’t gonna work for life when we know we can dance on &lt;br /&gt;Everything’s gonna be okay &lt;br /&gt;The streets will lighten up my way &lt;br /&gt;So we dance on, dance on, we gonna dance on &lt;br /&gt;Ain’t gonna work for life when we know we can dance on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in a million years &lt;br /&gt;Did I think my feet would bring me this far &lt;br /&gt;So much frustration, sleepless nights &lt;br /&gt;Now that I’m in charge &lt;br /&gt;At first no one gave me the time of day &lt;br /&gt;Now I’m left on my own to show the way &lt;br /&gt;My sisters, brothers from other mothers &lt;br /&gt;Can we take this all the way &lt;br /&gt;Could of kicked us to the curb &lt;br /&gt;These days are so hard to get heard &lt;br /&gt;We gonna stand up like a solder &lt;br /&gt;Get everything we deserve (trust) &lt;br /&gt;At first everyone was cautious &lt;br /&gt;When we brought in something new &lt;br /&gt;But after weeks of practicing &lt;br /&gt;We knew exactly what to do &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ma stand up like a soldier &lt;br /&gt;I’ma get them ‘til it’s over &lt;br /&gt;I’ll keep marching to the beat &lt;br /&gt;‘til there’s bruises on my feet &lt;br /&gt;Now I’m falling to my knees &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I’m gonna take this all the way &lt;br /&gt;It’s now or never &lt;br /&gt;I’ll break what’s in my way &lt;br /&gt;I’ma stand up like a soldier &lt;br /&gt;Tonight I’m gonna take over &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ch: ‘Cause I know everything’s gonna be alright &lt;br /&gt;Now you’re standing her right at my side &lt;br /&gt;And we dance on, dance on, we gonna dance on &lt;br /&gt;Ain’t gonna work for life when we know we can dance on &lt;br /&gt;Everything’s gonna be okay &lt;br /&gt;The streets will lighten up my way &lt;br /&gt;So we dance on, dance on, we gonna dance on &lt;br /&gt;Ain’t gonna work for life when we know we can dance on &lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I know everything’s gonna be alright &lt;br /&gt;Now you’re standing her right at my side &lt;br /&gt;And we dance on, dance on, we gonna dance on &lt;br /&gt;Ain’t gonna work for life when we know we can dance on &lt;br /&gt;Everything’s gonna be okay &lt;br /&gt;The streets will lighten up my way &lt;br /&gt;So we dance on, dance on, we gonna dance on &lt;br /&gt;Ain’t gonna work for life when we know we can dance on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;N-Dubz ft Bodyrox - We Dance On&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source : &lt;a href="http://artists.letssingit.com/n-dubz-lyrics-we-dance-on-feat-bodyrox-fxjw9lt"&gt;Letssingit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third song lyrics post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Examinations sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-1404465794484054440?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/1404465794484054440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=1404465794484054440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/1404465794484054440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/1404465794484054440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/09/we-dance-on.html' title='We Dance On'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-8297220643111402969</id><published>2010-09-06T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T20:54:01.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And when you smile, the whole world stops and stares for a while</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Oh her eyes, her eyes make the stars look like they're not shining.&lt;br /&gt;Her hair, her hair falls perfectly without her trying.&lt;br /&gt;She's so beautiful, and I tell her everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaa. I know, I know when I compliment her she won't believe me.&lt;br /&gt;And it's so, it's so sad to think that she don't see what i see.&lt;br /&gt;But everytime she ask me 'Do I look okay?' I say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see your face (face, face) there's not a thing that I would change.&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're amazing just the way you are.&lt;br /&gt;And when you smile (smile, smile) the whole world stops&lt;br /&gt;and stares for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Cause girl, you're amazing just the way you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her lips, her lips I could kiss them all day if she let me.&lt;br /&gt;Her laugh, her laugh she hates but I think it's so sexy.&lt;br /&gt;She's so beautiful, and I tell her everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh you know, you know, you know, I'd never ask you to change.&lt;br /&gt;If perfect's what your searching for then just stay the same.&lt;br /&gt;Sooo don't even bother asking if you look okay, you know I'll say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see your face (face, face) there's not a thing that I would change.&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're amazing just the way you are.&lt;br /&gt;And when you smile (smile, smile) the whole world stops&lt;br /&gt;and stares for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Cause girl, you're amazing just the way you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way you are.&lt;br /&gt;The way you are.&lt;br /&gt;Girl you're amazing, just the way you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see your face, there's not a thing that I would change.&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're amazing just the way you are.&lt;br /&gt;And when you smile, the whole world stops and stares for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Cause girl, you're amazing just the way you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bruno Mars - Just the way you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source :&lt;a href="http://artists.letssingit.com/bruno-mars-lyrics-just-the-way-you-are-2jg8rgq"&gt;http://artists.letssingit.com/bruno-mars-lyrics-just-the-way-you-are-2jg8rgq&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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while'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-6911516313196382903</id><published>2010-08-27T21:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T21:49:34.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>Theres a difference between not wanting to cut my hair and not knowing how to cut my hair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-6911516313196382903?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/6911516313196382903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=6911516313196382903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/6911516313196382903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/6911516313196382903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/08/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-7389853186104519008</id><published>2010-08-27T15:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T16:02:37.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be there</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If your lost,&lt;br /&gt;And you need to find some escape&lt;br /&gt;Or some peace of mind,&lt;br /&gt;Call my name&lt;br /&gt;When you need a friend&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there, I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;If your dreams&lt;br /&gt;Are drenched in sweat&lt;br /&gt;You can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;There's too much in your head&lt;br /&gt;Call my name&lt;br /&gt;Any type of day,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there, I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you can't carry on,&lt;br /&gt;When the road's way too long&lt;br /&gt;Know that your not alone&lt;br /&gt;I can carry you home&lt;br /&gt;If you hold on tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there (Da, da, da, da....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you give,&lt;br /&gt;Till you've got nothing left,&lt;br /&gt;Wanted more,&lt;br /&gt;But you end up with less,&lt;br /&gt;All your friends,&lt;br /&gt;Have turned away&lt;br /&gt;But I'll be there, I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you can't carry on,&lt;br /&gt;When the road's way too long&lt;br /&gt;Know that you're not alone&lt;br /&gt;I can carry you home&lt;br /&gt;If you hold on tonight&lt;br /&gt;If you hold on tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weight of the world is too much to take&lt;br /&gt;Pulling you down like a tidal wave&lt;br /&gt;I can hold you, I will hold you&lt;br /&gt;Here and now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your lost and you need to find some escape,&lt;br /&gt;Or some peace in mind, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you can't carry on,&lt;br /&gt;When the road's way too long&lt;br /&gt;Know that you're not alone&lt;br /&gt;I can carry you home&lt;br /&gt;If you hold on tonight&lt;br /&gt;When you can't carry on&lt;br /&gt;When the road's way too long&lt;br /&gt;Know that you're not alone,&lt;br /&gt;I can carry you home&lt;br /&gt;If you hold on tonight,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the world seems wrong&lt;br /&gt;When you've come undone&lt;br /&gt;No, you're not alone&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;When the world seems wrong&lt;br /&gt;When you've come undone&lt;br /&gt;No, you're not alone&lt;br /&gt;You know I'll be there, (Da, da....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Faber Drive - I'll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://artists.letssingit.com/faber-drive-lyrics-ill-be-there-b29fxl3"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things happened, people changed.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of being used. Over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit : nvm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-7389853186104519008?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/7389853186104519008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=7389853186104519008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/7389853186104519008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/7389853186104519008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/08/ill-be-there.html' title='I&apos;ll be there'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-4286352268645066123</id><published>2010-08-25T23:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T23:28:41.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>asd</title><content type='html'>blahblah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-4286352268645066123?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/4286352268645066123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=4286352268645066123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/4286352268645066123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/4286352268645066123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/08/asd.html' title='asd'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-5846765126317142496</id><published>2010-08-25T17:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T18:49:17.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RWPS</title><content type='html'>sure hope none of my group member ever reads my blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna rant..&lt;br /&gt;Feel that the power point slides that they gave me is kinda sub-par..&lt;br /&gt;yes, I know they are hardworking.. but, this is really quite retarded..&lt;br /&gt;It's like they take 123456789 hours to do their part of the slides, but when it came to me, it feels like I'm redoing it all over..&lt;br /&gt;So much grammar and spelling mistakes... I have to change it for them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the way they phrase the words is also... mehh.. poor usage of power points some more.. &lt;br /&gt;If this is individual work, I really won't care.. but this is group mark, I can't just ignore those mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such luck to have them as my group members, at least one of them is helpful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have hopes of getting A or B+ for RWPS, and i'm still clinging onto that hope.( okay well, i have hope to get A for every single module, but wadever..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know how to help them, I really don't want to go to the point of writing their scripts for them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NVM.. i'll stop here.. I still have more, I just don't feel it's right to rant about all this stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're....well..... different.. I guess.. Or rather, I'm different from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-5846765126317142496?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/5846765126317142496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=5846765126317142496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/5846765126317142496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/5846765126317142496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/08/rwps.html' title='RWPS'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-5156526948309203315</id><published>2010-08-23T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T00:46:26.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks guys once again..</title><content type='html'>Second year of my blog..&lt;br /&gt;18th year of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the wishes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-5156526948309203315?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/5156526948309203315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=5156526948309203315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/5156526948309203315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/5156526948309203315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/08/thanks-guys-once-again.html' title='Thanks guys once again..'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-873519582172769824</id><published>2010-08-19T20:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T23:18:18.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird stuffs</title><content type='html'>Came back from class chalet today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, this is probably one of the weirdest chalet i've been to..&lt;br /&gt;if you wanna know, do ask me personally.. not gonna write them down here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm so sad...why?&lt;br /&gt;people are asking me out on monday..... TO DO PROJECT!!! wtf?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-873519582172769824?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/873519582172769824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=873519582172769824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/873519582172769824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/873519582172769824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/08/weird-stuffs.html' title='Weird stuffs'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-4455753819912671783</id><published>2010-08-18T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T00:04:56.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll make every second count</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Saw you walk in to the room&lt;br /&gt;Thought i'd try to talk to you&lt;br /&gt;Babe, am i ever glad you wanted me to&lt;br /&gt;Its been two years to the day&lt;br /&gt;half the time I've been away&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not there enough&lt;br /&gt;but that's gonna change&lt;br /&gt;cause I'm coming back&lt;br /&gt;to show you that&lt;br /&gt;I'm keeping the promise that i made &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i'm with you&lt;br /&gt;I'll make every second count&lt;br /&gt;cause i miss you, whenever you're not around&lt;br /&gt;when i kiss you&lt;br /&gt;I'll still get butterflies&lt;br /&gt;years from now,&lt;br /&gt;I'll make every second count&lt;br /&gt;when I'm with you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(na na na na na nananananana)&lt;br /&gt;(na na na na na nananananana) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah we've had our ups and downs&lt;br /&gt;but we've always worked them out&lt;br /&gt;babe am i ever glad we got this far now&lt;br /&gt;still i'm lying here tonight&lt;br /&gt;wishing i was by your side&lt;br /&gt;cause when i'm not there enough&lt;br /&gt;nothing feels right&lt;br /&gt;so i'm coming back&lt;br /&gt;to show you that&lt;br /&gt;I'll love you the rest of my life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i'm with you&lt;br /&gt;I'll make every second count&lt;br /&gt;cause i miss you, whenever your not around&lt;br /&gt;when i kiss you&lt;br /&gt;I'll still get butterflies&lt;br /&gt;years from now&lt;br /&gt;i'll make every second count&lt;br /&gt;when i'm with you&lt;br /&gt;when i'm with you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever it takes&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna break the promise i made &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i'm with you&lt;br /&gt;I'll make every second count&lt;br /&gt;cause i miss you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i'm with you&lt;br /&gt;I'll make every second count&lt;br /&gt;cause i miss you, whenever your not around&lt;br /&gt;when i kiss you&lt;br /&gt;I'll still get butterflies&lt;br /&gt;years from now&lt;br /&gt;i'll make every second count&lt;br /&gt;when i'm with you (na na na na na nananananana)&lt;br /&gt;when i'm with you (na na na na na nananananana)&lt;br /&gt;when i'm with you (na na na na na nananananana)&lt;br /&gt;when i'm with you (na na na na na nananananana)&lt;br /&gt;(nananananana)&lt;br /&gt;(nananananana)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Faber Drive - When I'm With You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://artists.letssingit.com/faber-drive-lyrics-when-im-with-you-tpgpdj9"&gt;http://artists.letssingit.com/faber-drive-lyrics-when-im-with-you-tpgpdj9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-4455753819912671783?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/4455753819912671783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=4455753819912671783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/4455753819912671783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/4455753819912671783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/08/ill-make-every-second-count.html' title='I&apos;ll make every second count'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363581333319857759.post-862584897923019166</id><published>2010-08-12T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T19:03:20.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bleh bleh bleh</title><content type='html'>Do anyone have the current song of my blog??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piano Song - The Mile After&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363581333319857759-862584897923019166?l=nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/feeds/862584897923019166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363581333319857759&amp;postID=862584897923019166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/862584897923019166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363581333319857759/posts/default/862584897923019166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightsrunningscared.blogspot.com/2010/08/bleh-bleh-bleh.html' title='bleh bleh bleh'/><author><name>Nick~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201735060631612334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
