<?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-4469343930789010752</id><updated>2012-02-16T05:54:41.297-08:00</updated><category term='cardiac arrest'/><category term='the end.'/><category term='funny'/><category term='enjoy your teenhood'/><category term='exams'/><category term='vlog'/><category term='production'/><category term='philosophy'/><category term='apologies'/><category term='life'/><category term='5 tips'/><category term='raison d&apos;être'/><category term='kingkong'/><category term='running'/><category term='time can&apos;t erase a feeling this strong'/><category term='leave'/><category term='conversations'/><category term='start over'/><category term='clip'/><category term='unforeseen'/><category term='plog'/><category term='5 tips (prolly more than that)'/><category term='love story'/><category term='twentyfour'/><category term='love'/><category term='hero'/><title type='text'>Shower me accolades</title><subtitle type='html'>This is Xinyi's blog. This is where she seeks solace and finds pleasure of writing without constantly being marked down by teachers for grammar error. To exit, press 'X' on the top right hand corner.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-4368508399308754512</id><published>2009-03-10T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T07:14:20.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if i could see you smile for a little while longer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-4368508399308754512?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/4368508399308754512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=4368508399308754512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/4368508399308754512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/4368508399308754512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2009/03/if-i-could-see-you-smile-for-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-7040556936626978006</id><published>2009-02-23T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T05:11:22.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was begging you please dont go.</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to hold on a little tighter. Hoping those moments would last a little longer. and that time would permit to all of the desires of my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-7040556936626978006?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/7040556936626978006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=7040556936626978006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/7040556936626978006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/7040556936626978006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-was-begging-you-please-dont-go.html' title='I was begging you please dont go.'/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-3289803105415626159</id><published>2009-02-14T06:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T07:27:22.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont give me bull.</title><content type='html'>i think it's utter rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm itching all over my hands. Maybe I'm allergic to grass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-3289803105415626159?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/3289803105415626159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=3289803105415626159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/3289803105415626159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/3289803105415626159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2009/02/dont-give-me-bull.html' title='dont give me bull.'/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-5954131088582533036</id><published>2009-02-13T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T06:34:50.450-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>hearts all over the world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SZWEZLJ6AQI/AAAAAAAAAPU/66awxzYlLng/s1600-h/flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SZWEZLJ6AQI/AAAAAAAAAPU/66awxzYlLng/s320/flower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302289704324563202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;happy valentine's day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you make me fall in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-5954131088582533036?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/5954131088582533036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=5954131088582533036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/5954131088582533036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/5954131088582533036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2009/02/hearts-all-over-world.html' title='hearts all over the world.'/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SZWEZLJ6AQI/AAAAAAAAAPU/66awxzYlLng/s72-c/flower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-4332876302296981190</id><published>2009-01-30T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T20:34:05.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blow the candles out.</title><content type='html'>the miles apart only makes us stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the most wonderful 2 years(slightly less than that) of my life thanks to them.&lt;br /&gt;Met my first friend in TMS which is *drumrolls* Joanne. Heh&lt;br /&gt;Met the most awesome group of friends and people.&lt;br /&gt;Had the most amazing classmates for 2 years. (4/2 yo!)&lt;br /&gt;Had many many problems and hopefully found solutions to them.&lt;br /&gt;Had the most awesome 24 hours that I wouldnt trade for anything else.&lt;br /&gt;Had friendships that I really treasure so much.&lt;br /&gt;Had fun, laughed, cried and smiled foolishly.&lt;br /&gt;those 1461 days were the greatest, wonderfulest, bestest and supercalifragelisticespieladocious-est, toughest... so far and we will all move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so for that, my overwhelmed heart says thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-4332876302296981190?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/4332876302296981190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=4332876302296981190' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/4332876302296981190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/4332876302296981190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2009/01/blow-candles-out.html' title='blow the candles out.'/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-4330067786353168194</id><published>2009-01-27T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T10:41:07.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>check yes juliet.</title><content type='html'>hey! Guess its been a long while since i updated this space. Anyway, wanted to say I'm doing well. And time during the hols have been well-spent playing bang with special group of friends, teaching huaqiang and gang how to play family business and missing lots of people! I really feel nostalgic! But its okay like pun say we will all meet up soon right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you guys should really try out &lt;a href="http://www.poladroid.net/"&gt;poladroid&lt;/a&gt;! Its really really awesome man. They even have a windows version for it now. Now check out my poladroid man. Wicked awesome! When film runs out, you  can rely on poladroid!  I have a notion that my sx-70 is sickkkkk... Nawwwww! Rawrrrrrrrr....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SX9UK8BwBPI/AAAAAAAAAPM/KEYdzStI0VI/s1600-h/030708003-pola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SX9UK8BwBPI/AAAAAAAAAPM/KEYdzStI0VI/s320/030708003-pola.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296044233699886322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dont forget to check out haybale.org. And NUS high school, I haven't forgotten you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm still holding onto;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-4330067786353168194?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/4330067786353168194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=4330067786353168194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/4330067786353168194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/4330067786353168194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2009/01/check-yes-juliet.html' title='check yes juliet.'/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SX9UK8BwBPI/AAAAAAAAAPM/KEYdzStI0VI/s72-c/030708003-pola.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-2266439466730112185</id><published>2008-12-21T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T21:38:01.463-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love story'/><title type='text'>this is the sound of honesty</title><content type='html'>so much to say, I can't seem to say it. I can't seem to pen it down either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need acceptance. I don't require emotions. I don't want to regret. I don't need to love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Story - Rain (International version like woah...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey.&lt;br /&gt;This is my story.&lt;br /&gt;It's true. Listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby, there's something I have to tell you 'bout.&lt;br /&gt;Can't hold it in my heart, all the pain is breaking me down.&lt;br /&gt;Thought I found my one true love.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't show you how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;I was stupid baby my pride wouldn't let me be real.&lt;br /&gt;I'm asking for one more chance.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know where you stand or what your feelings demanded from me.&lt;br /&gt;I pleaded your love wouldn't pass.&lt;br /&gt;You left me out in the rain when you just walked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is a story of a true love tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;I gave up my heart, I tried to give you all of me.&lt;br /&gt;We've come to the ending somehow&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna forget now.&lt;br /&gt;I love you baby I still love you (I love you ajikdo sarang-hae)&lt;br /&gt;This is the sound of honesty&lt;br /&gt;I gave up my heart, I tried to be all I could be.&lt;br /&gt;My heart's gonna wait forever,&lt;br /&gt;I'm still holding onto all of our moments together,&lt;br /&gt;I love you baby I still love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so much in love,&lt;br /&gt;tell me how could you forget.&lt;br /&gt;Wish you were here with me,&lt;br /&gt;but memories are all I left.&lt;br /&gt;It seems like the promises you made to me were nothing.&lt;br /&gt;And you're smiling girl but I can see you hurt within.&lt;br /&gt;I'm pleading for one more chance.&lt;br /&gt;Baby give me your hand,&lt;br /&gt;so we can both understand this love.&lt;br /&gt;I pleaded your love wouldn't pass.&lt;br /&gt;All the pieces of my soul want to live in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is a story of a true love tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;I gave up my heart, I tried to give you all of me.&lt;br /&gt;We've come to the ending somehow&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna forget now.&lt;br /&gt;I love you baby I still love you (I love you ajikdo sarang-hae)&lt;br /&gt;This is the sound of honesty&lt;br /&gt;I gave up my heart, I tried to be all I could be.&lt;br /&gt;My heart's gonna wait forever,&lt;br /&gt;I'm still holding onto all of our moments together,&lt;br /&gt;I love you baby I still love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta close door, just like you did before.&lt;br /&gt;See my heart is broken,&lt;br /&gt;Baby I can do it no more.&lt;br /&gt;Even though it hurts, I'll make a brand new start.&lt;br /&gt;And lay to rest all the moments that played with my heart.&lt;br /&gt;And just before I do, I gotta let you know that&lt;br /&gt;no man will love you more so baby never forget.&lt;br /&gt;Listen, I'm without you.&lt;br /&gt;All I know right now,&lt;br /&gt;I love I'll always love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is a story of a true love tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;I gave up my heart, I tried to give you all of me.&lt;br /&gt;We've come to the ending somehow&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna forget now.&lt;br /&gt;I love you baby I still love you (I love you ajikdo sarang-hae)&lt;br /&gt;This is the sound of honesty&lt;br /&gt;I gave up my heart, I tried to be all I could be.&lt;br /&gt;My heart's gonna wait forever,&lt;br /&gt;I'm still holding onto all of our moments together,&lt;br /&gt;I love you I will always love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-2266439466730112185?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/2266439466730112185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=2266439466730112185' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/2266439466730112185'/><link 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fly.</title><content type='html'>we'll let destiny lead us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sian lin's and tanoto's mum today cause i helped them to tie their ice skates and i was like 'you need help not? but must call me mum first.' LOL and junkai was being 'the joker' again just like what his shirt says. He cant really skate so he almost ended up hugging a girl and the girl oi-ed him. There was also another girl staring at him and i was like mouthing to her 'crazy right' and she nodded her head like furiously. And the guys skated very fast to see chio bu ice skate. haha . And btw, you know how people if they want to walk home they always say i want to take  bus 11. well, we just found out theres actually a bus that is called bus 11. But the frequency is like damn long luh!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SS6RZte1ulI/AAAAAAAAAOU/dw8ndOGAU3s/s1600-h/CIMG0231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SS6RZte1ulI/AAAAAAAAAOU/dw8ndOGAU3s/s320/CIMG0231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273312084589132370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SS6RZUuLS-I/AAAAAAAAAOM/K0dogGDOB5I/s1600-h/CIMG0230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SS6RZUuLS-I/AAAAAAAAAOM/K0dogGDOB5I/s320/CIMG0230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273312077942574050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SS6RZCuXasI/AAAAAAAAAOE/YkvhiuXXdLE/s1600-h/CIMG0229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SS6RZCuXasI/AAAAAAAAAOE/YkvhiuXXdLE/s320/CIMG0229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273312073111530178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SS6Oft9rarI/AAAAAAAAANU/XhJzPUFv6tA/s1600-h/CIMG0228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SS6Oft9rarI/AAAAAAAAANU/XhJzPUFv6tA/s320/CIMG0228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273308889262811826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SS6OfcVqCYI/AAAAAAAAANM/66I1JnA1ZYo/s1600-h/CIMG0227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SS6OfcVqCYI/AAAAAAAAANM/66I1JnA1ZYo/s320/CIMG0227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273308884531546498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SS6OfCH95WI/AAAAAAAAANE/3bROua_BPjc/s1600-h/CIMG0224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SS6OfCH95WI/AAAAAAAAANE/3bROua_BPjc/s320/CIMG0224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273308877494805858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SS6Oe2My2GI/AAAAAAAAAM8/sNBSl1qYeiM/s1600-h/CIMG0219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SS6Oe2My2GI/AAAAAAAAAM8/sNBSl1qYeiM/s320/CIMG0219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273308874293827682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;look at them hold hands lah! awww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SS6MFfuPtuI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Tm4Hmm2Lly8/s1600-h/CIMG0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SS6MFfuPtuI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Tm4Hmm2Lly8/s320/CIMG0218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273306239740131042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SS6OerSXCGI/AAAAAAAAAM0/DKnZkK6b-98/s1600-h/CIMG0221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SS6OerSXCGI/AAAAAAAAAM0/DKnZkK6b-98/s320/CIMG0221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273308871364380770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SS6MESWRApI/AAAAAAAAAMM/UoZE2maHku4/s1600-h/CIMG0209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SS6MESWRApI/AAAAAAAAAMM/UoZE2maHku4/s320/CIMG0209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273306218970022546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;my ex best friend haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SS6MEz7BqhI/AAAAAAAAAMU/KlAs4fSYc3E/s1600-h/CIMG0210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SS6MEz7BqhI/AAAAAAAAAMU/KlAs4fSYc3E/s320/CIMG0210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273306227982576146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SS6MFKTgyDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/UFH9TF2eXOc/s1600-h/CIMG0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SS6MFKTgyDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/UFH9TF2eXOc/s320/CIMG0212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273306233990858802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SS6MFMtYcZI/AAAAAAAAAMk/vj5DnCafaQw/s1600-h/CIMG0215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SS6MFMtYcZI/AAAAAAAAAMk/vj5DnCafaQw/s320/CIMG0215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273306234636235154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha! look at hq's face lah! yarh and he got cheated by steffi to make a facebook account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;explicit and vulgar photos have been removed. hahahahahaha! look out for part 2 arh, the unveiling of the despo club secret hide-out that even the (fake) self-proclaim president hq dont know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;time can't erase a feeling this strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-8877658833784012060?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/8877658833784012060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=8877658833784012060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/8877658833784012060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/8877658833784012060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-dont-walk-cause-its-time-to-fly.html' title='hey, dont walk cause its time to fly.'/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SS6RZte1ulI/AAAAAAAAAOU/dw8ndOGAU3s/s72-c/CIMG0231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-5339057314260251693</id><published>2008-11-24T02:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T02:41:18.423-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conversations'/><title type='text'>Yup, ain't no stopping us now.</title><content type='html'>So many things on my mind. So much I want to say. I don't exactly know what I am feeling right now.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SSqDXh8h5tI/AAAAAAAAAME/TAbDsERGICw/s1600-h/wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SSqDXh8h5tI/AAAAAAAAAME/TAbDsERGICw/s320/wedding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272170754063066834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SSqDWswjssI/AAAAAAAAAL8/Cy1ESwdWilw/s1600-h/CIMG0204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SSqDWswjssI/AAAAAAAAAL8/Cy1ESwdWilw/s320/CIMG0204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272170739785773762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SSqDWSWgPQI/AAAAAAAAAL0/Y-dLaXsPiQ4/s1600-h/CIMG0199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SSqDWSWgPQI/AAAAAAAAAL0/Y-dLaXsPiQ4/s320/CIMG0199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272170732697173250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SSqDWHIXHjI/AAAAAAAAALs/9CgjvTBZP98/s1600-h/CIMG0197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SSqDWHIXHjI/AAAAAAAAALs/9CgjvTBZP98/s320/CIMG0197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272170729685065266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing so many people right now. Especially one particular person and steffi. A peek at an sms the secretary of despo club sent me. 'Haha ya ya. jus wait for guy to jio u.i going to stay single until girl jio me haha!'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-5339057314260251693?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/5339057314260251693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=5339057314260251693' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/5339057314260251693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/5339057314260251693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2008/11/yup-aint-no-stopping-us-now.html' title='Yup, ain&apos;t no stopping us now.'/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SSqDXh8h5tI/AAAAAAAAAME/TAbDsERGICw/s72-c/wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-5209805839283086921</id><published>2008-11-07T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T04:21:00.968-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>the lovers are losing.</title><content type='html'>its like catching lightning, the chances of finding someone like you! :) what we have is worth fighting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After grad night, we had post party. So fun we played risk and poker until the sun rise. I said i would break win's record of 42 hours but i couldnt survive for more than 26 hours. It was super funny cause we kept talking about losing car keys *coughs*. And pun was being racist as usual. LOL! Though he was nice enough to split his fake money with me during poker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at poker&lt;br /&gt;Me: eh, split money with me eh. I got no money lah.&lt;br /&gt;Pun: okok.&lt;br /&gt;Win: wah, you two divorce arh.&lt;br /&gt;Me: -looks at pun- even though we're divorced, i'll always...&lt;br /&gt;Win: -continues- *coughs*...love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at risk&lt;br /&gt;Me: eh, I'm dying. Pun, send your troops to help me leh.&lt;br /&gt;Pun: EH SHUDDUP LAHHH, I CANNOT EVEN SAVE MYSELF HOW TO SAVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I WILL RULE THAILAND!&lt;br /&gt;Win: No, I will rule thailand. its my homeland there is where i belong.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'll fight you!&lt;br /&gt;Win: come ah!&lt;br /&gt;Me: to death!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end, i have the lowest amount of territory. -.- and every time pun rolls the dices in zuhairi's brownie box, he gets a damn high number! lol, so weng was like suspecting something is wrong with the box and then win crushed the box. I tried rolling on the box and it didnt work anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hold these precious memories close&lt;br /&gt;don't ever let go.&lt;br /&gt;so stop flashing your cameras,&lt;br /&gt;let us just enjoy this moment.&lt;br /&gt;wait no longer,&lt;br /&gt;cause our time is getting shorter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 6 liner &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;specially&lt;/span&gt; dedicated to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;special&lt;/span&gt; people like the 24 gang (win and dew the combo set, shalyn thong, sara) , MR LEEEEEEEE, my first secondary school friend Joanne, Vinodini D/O Pandian, Rui Xue, Seow seow, Miss GAO ning, Meiyoke, Hua qiang, Despo club (Ryan, Junkai, Steffi), Orange club and also not forgetting LS club, 2046 (a very important number), council excos (sec3 and sec4) and 4/2(though we have our differences). AND MR PUN.(SORRY FORGOT ABOUT YOU, REMEMBER MY PRESENT!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondary school was the most fun I ever had. Dont be afraid, each of you have a place in my heart this shows how big my heart is. :DDDDD I'll miss you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I LOVE YOU GUYS!!!!! -HYPERVENTILATES-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-5209805839283086921?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/5209805839283086921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=5209805839283086921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/5209805839283086921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/5209805839283086921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2008/11/lovers-are-losing.html' title='the lovers are losing.'/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-5510462198710189877</id><published>2008-10-21T06:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T06:20:14.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On love, hurt and regrets</title><content type='html'>This life, you have loved and been loved, hurt and been hurt. Many a time you would go,'if i could turn back time.' And regret the things you have done. But sometimes memories of these hurt and love can be so distant, you can't seem to remember them. Thats the worst part.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-5510462198710189877?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/5510462198710189877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=5510462198710189877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/5510462198710189877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/5510462198710189877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2008/10/on-love-hurt-and-regrets.html' title='On love, hurt and regrets'/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-4207431597544655851</id><published>2008-10-16T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T18:31:20.310-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>To run endlessly...</title><content type='html'>I need to run to some place, somewhere I could be free. With each running step, I gain speed and power. Adrenalin surging, perspiration trickling, deep breathing and lactic acid build-up. I like the feeling of running so hard that you cant feel your legs anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute cute! Someone made my day :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-4207431597544655851?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/4207431597544655851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=4207431597544655851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/4207431597544655851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/4207431597544655851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-run-endlessly.html' title='To run endlessly...'/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-233722097519281749</id><published>2008-10-05T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T07:12:26.902-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cardiac arrest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><title type='text'>socratic method and liar paradox</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SOjEKcuaSaI/AAAAAAAAALE/Xa0YKODGeaU/s1600-h/excerpt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SOjEKcuaSaI/AAAAAAAAALE/Xa0YKODGeaU/s320/excerpt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253664649116273058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;an excerpt from my diary. thought it might be interesting to put it up somewhere. (Go ahead, wonder about what i write in there.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SOjEKTVFBqI/AAAAAAAAALM/bHbb_2ujlHo/s1600-h/polascan008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SOjEKTVFBqI/AAAAAAAAALM/bHbb_2ujlHo/s320/polascan008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253664646594102946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SOjEKVExojI/AAAAAAAAALU/WPkt4laPzlY/s1600-h/polascan009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SOjEKVExojI/AAAAAAAAALU/WPkt4laPzlY/s320/polascan009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253664647062594098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;okay, so exams send me straight into a cardiac arrest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;It is a pleasure and honor to write endlessly without cares of this world. And yes, without teachers breathing on your neck for grammatical errors. It would actually be interesting to do literature on House. There is so much to write about the character House and Wilson and the relationship between them. I know I have been going on and on about how great House is and you should worship at his feet and all but he always makes sense. For example....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I'm sure this goes against everything you've been taught, but right and wrong do exist. Just because you don't know what the right answer is - maybe there's even no way you could know what the right answer is - doesn't make your answer right or even okay. It's much simpler than that. It's just plain wrong." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-233722097519281749?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/233722097519281749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=233722097519281749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/233722097519281749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/233722097519281749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2008/10/socratic-method-and-liar-paradox.html' title='socratic method and liar paradox'/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SOjEKcuaSaI/AAAAAAAAALE/Xa0YKODGeaU/s72-c/excerpt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-3227156940862258651</id><published>2008-10-01T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T06:06:45.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Walking along orchard road with one side of my ear being blasted with music from my silver ipod classic while the other eavesdropping to others' conversation punctuated with the 'lah's, the 'leh's and the 'lorh's. The sudden realization struck me. We, children, live in a bubble. Shield from the world. And even if you do realize that Lehman Brothers' have already collapsed, what are the chances that it has direct implication on us? Because all that is instructed and expected of us is to study. So to hell with the presidential elections and plunging market. (whatever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something about art so enticing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-3227156940862258651?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/3227156940862258651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=3227156940862258651' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/3227156940862258651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/3227156940862258651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2008/10/walking-along-orchard-road-with-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-132264472487317001</id><published>2008-09-26T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T17:52:13.126-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raison d&apos;être'/><title type='text'>the poolside rendezvous</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SN3aGl4B3WI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Rqfn86I9VWE/s1600-h/polascan271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SN3aGl4B3WI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Rqfn86I9VWE/s320/polascan271.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250592547365051746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SN3aGj3GnoI/AAAAAAAAAHU/mPOWCXtvM_Y/s1600-h/polascan272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SN3aGj3GnoI/AAAAAAAAAHU/mPOWCXtvM_Y/s320/polascan272.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250592546824298114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SN3aG3OS0eI/AAAAAAAAAHc/u4l7cstAGfw/s1600-h/polascan273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SN3aG3OS0eI/AAAAAAAAAHc/u4l7cstAGfw/s320/polascan273.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250592552021840354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SN3aG_opxtI/AAAAAAAAAHk/_JIWx1nE5sI/s1600-h/polascan274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SN3aG_opxtI/AAAAAAAAAHk/_JIWx1nE5sI/s320/polascan274.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250592554279880402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you're my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="dicColor"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;raison d'être.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teevee has trash. Seems like american drama appeal to me better. This is one of the many days I wish that I could be a writer. But house is really really good! I love hugh laurie... He's so funny. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We've got a problem. This guy only has half the brain."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What I am is not what you want but what you need. I'm damaged." -House to Cameron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-132264472487317001?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/132264472487317001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=132264472487317001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/132264472487317001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/132264472487317001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2008/09/poolside-rendezvous.html' title='the poolside rendezvous'/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SN3aGl4B3WI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Rqfn86I9VWE/s72-c/polascan271.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-669258362053657120</id><published>2008-09-03T21:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T04:50:25.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a tribute to my gay bfffffffffffffffffffffffffff!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/madded/2674288138/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2342/2674288138_ae7b0827b1_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/madded/2674288138/"&gt;tlr6&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/madded/"&gt;madded&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;xiexie (see, chinese. I'm like an expert at it) for everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm very happy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0327779/"&gt;Timo Cruz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.&lt;/span&gt; It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine as children do. It's not just in some of us; it is in everyone. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And as we let our own lights shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-669258362053657120?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/669258362053657120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=669258362053657120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/669258362053657120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/669258362053657120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2008/09/tribute-to-my-gay-bffffffffffffffffffff_03.html' title='a tribute to my gay bfffffffffffffffffffffffffff!'/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2342/2674288138_ae7b0827b1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-4164024424325713089</id><published>2008-08-30T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T23:38:18.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>handphone radiation kills? maybe not...</title><content type='html'>So, there's this group of us who tried to pop popcorns with our hand phone as seen in youtube. DOESN'T WORK THAT WAY! hah, but it was fun while it lasted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-4164024424325713089?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/4164024424325713089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=4164024424325713089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/4164024424325713089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/4164024424325713089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2008/08/handphone-radiation-kills-maybe-not.html' title='handphone radiation kills? maybe not...'/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-6416826547833589231</id><published>2008-08-22T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T03:30:31.791-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hero'/><title type='text'>just a boy from baltimore with big dreams</title><content type='html'>I feel compelled to talk about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because every once in a century, a hero comes along and with strength so great and with perseverance so vast. Yes yes, Michael Phelps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day when people hear my name, I want them to go the way I go when I hear Michael Phelps' name. Usually when i hear Michael Phelps' name, I would go "omg, he has hot body!" or "omg, he's like so pro!". I rather the latter response. But if people would compliment that i have hot bod then it would be an added bonus but it doesnt really matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I note the frequency of successful people doing badly in school. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The biggest thing is staying positive and imagining anything is possible. Because it really is." - Phelps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my own principles too.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in hard work.  I believe that the human mind can achieve far greater things if we constant push ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe in perfection and perfection can only be personified through Christ. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-6416826547833589231?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/6416826547833589231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=6416826547833589231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/6416826547833589231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/6416826547833589231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2008/08/heroes.html' title='just a boy from baltimore with big dreams'/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-3670135682339101227</id><published>2008-07-22T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T08:41:50.678-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><title type='text'>what does it really mean to be humane?</title><content type='html'>Its so abstract, sketchy and subjective. A question mark in the question itself. Almost impossible to quantify.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-3670135682339101227?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/3670135682339101227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=3670135682339101227' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/3670135682339101227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/3670135682339101227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-does-it-really-mean-to-be-humane.html' title='what does it really mean to be humane?'/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-7111043223141468953</id><published>2008-07-04T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T04:30:40.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>don't be sad that xinyi disappeared from blogger! But she has added herself to flickr! Click &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/madded/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-7111043223141468953?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/7111043223141468953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=7111043223141468953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/7111043223141468953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/7111043223141468953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2008/07/dont-be-sad-that-xinyi-disappeared-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-4208947841619177462</id><published>2008-06-14T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T03:48:39.787-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the end.'/><title type='text'>every beginning has an ending.</title><content type='html'>at 16, I'm still in shirt and jeans. Will you accept me for who I am?&lt;br /&gt;at 16, girls doll up and put on make up. I don't. Will you accept me for who I am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll not be answering my phone from 15th till the end of the holidays. I need a break from everything, get away for awhile to think about stuff. To those who are in pain and suffering this is for you. :D &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its about time I change my medium. I'm changing it to paper and pen and this time its really a secret diary for real. Every beginning has an ending and every hero starts from zero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for bearing with my incoherence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-4208947841619177462?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/4208947841619177462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=4208947841619177462' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/4208947841619177462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/4208947841619177462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2008/06/every-beginning-has-ending.html' title='every beginning has an ending.'/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-8353201515671746714</id><published>2008-06-13T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T23:44:25.905-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conversations'/><title type='text'>A series of brief conversation part 2</title><content type='html'>Let me write something happier for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xinyi: I think i got grounded. I don't actually know if i got grounded cause she didnt actually say the word grounded. And I have no idea why i got grounded.&lt;br /&gt;-silence-&lt;br /&gt;Xinyi: Did i say the word grounded too many times?&lt;br /&gt;Shalyn: Yes. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xinyi: -copies win's pm on msn-&lt;br /&gt;Win: Copycat!&lt;br /&gt;Xinyi: I'm not a cat!&lt;br /&gt;Win: CopyXinyi!!!&lt;br /&gt;Xinyi: oh wait, maybe I am a cat. That's why shalyn's dog keep barking at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xinyi: Lucky I dont have a dog. So noisy! More noisy than me!&lt;br /&gt;Win: Ya!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Xinyi: what's with the exclamation marks?&lt;br /&gt;Win: I am exited!!!&lt;br /&gt;Win: excited!!!&lt;br /&gt;Xinyi: You're excited about a dog?&lt;br /&gt;Win: I am excited that the dog is noisier than you!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xinyi: eh, they say when you're young if you look cute, when you get older you'll look ugly. And if you're ugly when you're young, when you're older you look nice.&lt;br /&gt;Shalyn: yarh.&lt;br /&gt;Xinyi: omg, win. when you're young you look very cute right?!&lt;br /&gt;Win: you look even better than me when you're young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weng: -asks about names of different baby animals- whats a baby dog?&lt;br /&gt;Xinyi: -thinks for 3 seconds- puppy?&lt;br /&gt;Weng: baby swan?&lt;br /&gt;Xinyi: I don't know? goose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xinyi: I feel suffocated. (figuratively)&lt;br /&gt;Win: then how??&lt;br /&gt;Xinyi: err... i dont know! try to ventilate the place lorhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to a certain someone. Happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog will self destruct in a matter of days. My father thinks blogging is shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-8353201515671746714?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/8353201515671746714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=8353201515671746714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/8353201515671746714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/8353201515671746714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2008/06/series-of-brief-conversation-part-2.html' title='A series of brief conversation part 2'/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-1286638919070980543</id><published>2008-06-11T02:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T11:44:12.891-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='start over'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leave'/><title type='text'>the aftermath</title><content type='html'>I have lost faith in humanity. I don't know how I feel actually. Maybe elusive is the word. Soon, I will be void of feelings. I won't cry, I won't feel the pain. Pain would mean nothing to me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think I need a new town, to leave this all behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;hear my heart cry out, 'can someone help me?' cause I know its gonna be 4 in the morning and my tears are pouring. and no one's gonna be there. It would just be me and 'Boston' on the loop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I hate myself for being such a loser. I hate myself for losing faith. I hate myself for getting an f. I hate myself for failing English. I hate myself for being a ______ ______. I hate myself for being not good enough. I hate myself for being good at nothing. I hate myself for feeling the pain. I hate myself for feeling this way when I could clearly be happier. Now I hate myself for hating myself.&lt;/span&gt;&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/4469343930789010752-1286638919070980543?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/1286638919070980543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=1286638919070980543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/1286638919070980543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/1286638919070980543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-have-lost-faith-in-humanity.html' title='the aftermath'/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-212597233483304338</id><published>2008-06-10T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T06:11:24.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and the image of myself hiding and crying in the storeroom keeps replaying on my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-212597233483304338?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/212597233483304338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=212597233483304338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/212597233483304338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/212597233483304338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2008/06/and-image-of-myself-hiding-and-crying.html' title=''/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-2969769969983138126</id><published>2008-06-09T02:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T09:51:54.374-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='start over'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leave'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And this solitude is really seducing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I need sx-70 blend. I want to try out manipulation on poloroid films.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to step into a lavender garden. I imagine myself taking the first whiff of the smell of lavender and wet grass in spring. Its gentle, soothing smell would then overwhelm my nose. And the sea of light purple blanket is dancing in the wind as if its dancing to the rhythm of a sad song. I would run around in circles in the garden barefooted with someone, someone I love to hang out with. Laughing and rolling in the grass. And taking avant-garde photos with my sx-70. Or step in the backyard laden with 3 inch thick snow in a typical lonely December. Lying in the snow, making snow angels. Hoping and praying they will make life better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder if I really know myself. I think I'll start it over, where no one knows my name. And the only thing I feel bad about starting a new life is leaving my best friend behind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-2969769969983138126?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/2969769969983138126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=2969769969983138126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/2969769969983138126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/2969769969983138126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2008/06/and-this-solitude-is-really-seducing.html' title=''/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-1656151665194336684</id><published>2008-06-05T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T08:28:10.768-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unforeseen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Never ending</title><content type='html'>Its 11:08pm. I have yet to study for my add math test, yet to evaluate my buddy of which the deadline was today and no one reminded me and that the meeting is tomorrow, yet to think of what to get for my super busy friend of which he wont be replying to my messages from 6th to the 10th and totally refuse to tell me what he is doing and yet to think of something for MBFSWV (lol, try decoding it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend's running away from home. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the gist of what happened today.&lt;br /&gt;Had school. Heard his melodious voice. Helped to move house. Apparently, had my bag locked in my friend's house. went home without my bag. Had tuition. went out to get my bag. watch television. got an email about getting paid to crew. fell in love with the sx-70 again. now blogging and thinking of other things i have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm in love, definitely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-1656151665194336684?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/1656151665194336684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=1656151665194336684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/1656151665194336684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/1656151665194336684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2008/06/never-ending.html' title='Never ending'/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-3609085859526858605</id><published>2008-05-30T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T03:37:31.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First attempt at poetry.</title><content type='html'>here's my first attempt at poetry. Don't laugh. I was thinking about it while walking back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My heart you tore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know I'm such a bore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here I pen you down a love song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I promise it wont be long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awwww.... although nothing in relation to me. Thats all i could think of though. right-.- photo shoot with the SX-70!:D I suppose I'll just go with the flow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-3609085859526858605?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/3609085859526858605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=3609085859526858605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/3609085859526858605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/3609085859526858605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2008/05/first-attempt-at-poetry.html' title='First attempt at poetry.'/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-3601173309371148109</id><published>2008-05-29T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T05:12:52.858-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='production'/><title type='text'>My little suicide</title><content type='html'>my little suicide. Done over the last december holidays if i remembered correctly. All I remembered was we played settlers and scrabble. Hope i didnt suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pUBfadSmQXg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pUBfadSmQXg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&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/4469343930789010752-3601173309371148109?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/3601173309371148109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=3601173309371148109' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/3601173309371148109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/3601173309371148109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-little-suicide.html' title='My little suicide'/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-7724633854911256684</id><published>2008-05-22T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T04:52:49.481-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plog'/><title type='text'>nostalgia</title><content type='html'>Polaroids gives me a feeling of nostalgia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SDWMa21-DJI/AAAAAAAAAG8/GpOxR5CBGvQ/s1600-h/pict2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203219337522842770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SDWMa21-DJI/AAAAAAAAAG8/GpOxR5CBGvQ/s320/pict2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SDWLz21-DHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/fH-KC76P1UI/s1600-h/pict6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203218667507944562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SDWLz21-DHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/fH-KC76P1UI/s320/pict6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SDWL0G1-DII/AAAAAAAAAG0/1G7lxL36gUo/s1600-h/pict7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203218671802911874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SDWL0G1-DII/AAAAAAAAAG0/1G7lxL36gUo/s320/pict7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SDWLem1-DCI/AAAAAAAAAGE/EeCEZUaQw6c/s1600-h/pict1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203218302435724322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SDWLem1-DCI/AAAAAAAAAGE/EeCEZUaQw6c/s320/pict1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SDWLfm1-DEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LXIudrw-IN8/s1600-h/pict3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203218319615593538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SDWLfm1-DEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LXIudrw-IN8/s320/pict3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SDWLf21-DFI/AAAAAAAAAGc/sb_yJ0c4o-s/s1600-h/pict4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203218323910560850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SDWLf21-DFI/AAAAAAAAAGc/sb_yJ0c4o-s/s320/pict4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SDWLgW1-DGI/AAAAAAAAAGk/DEKmK8SshXc/s1600-h/pict5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203218332500495458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SDWLgW1-DGI/AAAAAAAAAGk/DEKmK8SshXc/s320/pict5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for polaroids, the existence of the SX-70 and for loveeeeeeeee! :D (stock up while it lasts!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy,it does not boast,it is not proud. It is not rude,it is not self-seeking,it is not easily angered,it keeps no records of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep love pure.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-7724633854911256684?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/7724633854911256684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=7724633854911256684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/7724633854911256684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/7724633854911256684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2008/05/nostalgia.html' title='nostalgia'/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/SDWMa21-DJI/AAAAAAAAAG8/GpOxR5CBGvQ/s72-c/pict2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-5973143506932519193</id><published>2008-05-19T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T01:49:43.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy birthday, Xinyi. soon, at least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-5973143506932519193?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/5973143506932519193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=5973143506932519193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/5973143506932519193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/5973143506932519193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday-xinyi.html' title=''/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-6091342484559500231</id><published>2008-05-14T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T03:51:42.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm, i kinda got myself into thinking if I am an ardent fan of sound. You know just like how some people are avid fans of paper and like the touch of it. I actually like the sound of wave, how they pound so hard on the breakwaters and I could have just fallen asleep just by listening to it. I like to listen. Maybe listen to your worries. I promise I wont talk, I'll just listen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-6091342484559500231?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/6091342484559500231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=6091342484559500231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/6091342484559500231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/6091342484559500231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2008/05/hmm-i-kinda-got-myself-into-thinking-if.html' title=''/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-3347694792041268101</id><published>2008-04-25T07:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T07:52:47.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know how some people can let their emotions free through writing? I wished I was like that. And I always believed in the saying that goes,' the pen is mightier than the sword.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-3347694792041268101?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/3347694792041268101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=3347694792041268101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/3347694792041268101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/3347694792041268101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2008/04/you-know-how-some-people-can-let-their.html' title=''/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-4249714163277486117</id><published>2008-04-12T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T05:09:50.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a sad day. I got ignored. My entire existence was denied. I dont get ignored, I ignore people. And mr concentrated crap says its 'karma' that I got ignored cause I ignore people.)):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What am I doing without you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm my bestfriend's ardent fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a light in me and its shining bright. I can almost touch the skies. You're the reason I believe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-4249714163277486117?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/4249714163277486117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=4249714163277486117' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/4249714163277486117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/4249714163277486117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2008/04/yesterday-was-sad-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-6658660763641157160</id><published>2008-04-04T03:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T05:47:05.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah, your attention shouldnt have been on some kids who know how to act nor on some kids who know how to operate cameras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to pit myself against them. I dont want to compare myself with anyone anymore. Cause no one gonna ever find another me. When you dislike someone, it seem like its probably cause you're jealous of what someone elses have that you dont. I'm perplexed. Its not that I havent tried. I did. Its more of a can't than a I-wouldn't-want-to. Maybe cause they get bestfriend's attention all the time and I'm just jealous. Maybe... I'm trying to put it logically by saying to myself,' Hey, my friends' love is self sufficient.' But the love just aint the same. Oh gosh, I'm so selfish.)):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What people said hurt me. And my heart's heavy. I needed to set it free.&lt;br /&gt;'I think i should just go to sleep... But my heart is so heavy, I cant sleep!'&lt;br /&gt;'Then set it free lah!'&lt;br /&gt;-.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I'm such a pain in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is the last time that I'm ever gonna come here tonight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-6658660763641157160?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/6658660763641157160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=6658660763641157160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/6658660763641157160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/6658660763641157160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2008/04/yeah-your-attention-shouldnt-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-1382486005884496443</id><published>2008-03-22T05:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T05:33:21.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah, I want to have a secret diary in a secret annexe of my house. So when it gets published, I would be famous like Anne Frank. Probability? 0. Z-E-R-O. I mentioned it to my friend. And he say 'why do you want to be like Anne Frank? I mean, she only got famous after she died. You want to be famous after you die?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a certain someone makes my heart palpitate against my sternum. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-1382486005884496443?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/1382486005884496443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=1382486005884496443' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/1382486005884496443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/1382486005884496443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2008/03/ah-i-want-to-have-secret-diary-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-1465060695862951432</id><published>2008-03-20T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T19:14:43.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My giving in doesnt mean I dont mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-1465060695862951432?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/1465060695862951432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=1465060695862951432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/1465060695862951432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/1465060695862951432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-will-to-protect-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-2140208717848140197</id><published>2008-03-12T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T05:55:19.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thank you bestfriend, for always being there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also kudos to Mr. concentrated crap. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-2140208717848140197?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/2140208717848140197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=2140208717848140197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/2140208717848140197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/2140208717848140197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2008/03/thank-you-bestfriend-for-always-being.html' title=''/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-8843417740353829017</id><published>2008-02-18T04:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T03:14:49.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new hope?</title><content type='html'>Wow. The star wars title really suits this scenario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone at one point or another will feel hopelessness. I am not an exception. I too feel a struggle within me for hope. Dilemma between giving up and hoping. Theres an internal struggle for hope. I want to keep holding on to that hope. 'O' levels dont seem so far away now. Just in a few months, matter of weeks actually. I will just keep hoping and just keep holding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we often base our self worth on academics but we often fail to realised that we are worth more than just that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it how vulnerable humans are. But thats just how they are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-8843417740353829017?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/8843417740353829017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=8843417740353829017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/8843417740353829017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/8843417740353829017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-hope.html' title='A new hope?'/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-1491603028830899840</id><published>2008-02-02T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T02:28:27.943-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conversations'/><title type='text'>Piracy? NOT. [/EDIT]</title><content type='html'>Well, I had nothing to do so i decided to look at ben's blog. Look what I've found! If only I can do a film as good as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vbgvWaFLR7Q&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vbgvWaFLR7Q&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;below is a series of brief and funny conversations (if you get what i mean, haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Rukku, you stay at Pasir ris right?&lt;br /&gt;Rukku: No, i stay in tampines...&lt;br /&gt;Me: But you got this pasir ris look.&lt;br /&gt;Rukku: Tampines rocks! Got safra, -goes on elaborating other examples of what tampines have and what pasir ris doesnt- and it also got MRT!&lt;br /&gt;Me: err... Pasir ris also got mrt... -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I dont know why I see your face, like buay song(not happy) like that.&lt;br /&gt;Nikki: why?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I think if i irritate you, I will feel better. -Sings umbrella-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-teacher talks in class-&lt;br /&gt;Me: What is tapered pants arh?&lt;br /&gt;Andrew: -stands up and folds his pants to show me how tapered pants look like-&lt;br /&gt;Me: If people who got fat thighs wear not nice leh.&lt;br /&gt;Andrew: Of course lah, only sexy legs like mine deserve to wear tapered pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: -talks to some korean girl-&lt;br /&gt;Miss Wong: xinyi, go back to yours seat.&lt;br /&gt;Me: But i need to socialise with my counterparts! -returns to seat-&lt;br /&gt;Miss Wong: You can do that after class.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eh win, want to socialise with me after class?&lt;br /&gt;Win: Err... cannot leh. My house on fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eh, dew! Why you never go for team bonding? I call your mother arh!&lt;br /&gt;Dew: Cannot! My house no phone. I live in the rural area.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Huh? Then how you get your scholarship?&lt;br /&gt;Dew: From my village lucky draw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: So where is Laos? Is it a country?&lt;br /&gt;Dew: Nonono, its in Singapore&lt;br /&gt;Me: Lame lah. Is it part of thailand?&lt;br /&gt;Laos guy: -googles world map and shows it to me-&lt;br /&gt;Dew: Okay, so I stay here. -points to bangkok-&lt;br /&gt;Me: I thought you stay in a rural area?&lt;br /&gt;Dew: Oh yarh. I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan: Eh, male version of bitch is butch.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Really? I didnt know that.&lt;br /&gt;Ryan: NO LAH! -laughs- You sounded innocent.&lt;br /&gt;Meiyoke: Ohhh... Xinyi... I didnt know you were innocent.&lt;br /&gt;Ryan: That's why i said 'sounded'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/hIPfldmuu4/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/hIPfldmuu4/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&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/4469343930789010752-1491603028830899840?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/1491603028830899840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=1491603028830899840' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/1491603028830899840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/1491603028830899840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2008/02/piracy-not.html' title='Piracy? NOT. [/EDIT]'/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-435041295357668103</id><published>2008-01-16T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T08:56:14.285-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apologies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='production'/><title type='text'>Vlog services will temporarily stop until further notice</title><content type='html'>Ahaha, yeah. Inferring from the title, I would stop production for quite some time. But but but! Win, dew and I are gonna start thinking of an idea for sdma and if we can start sooner rather than later than we would. I dont know if its just gonna be three of us, cause it seems like its only gonna be 3 of us with shalyn gone and all. I'm hoping that we can do one more short film but seems like time is always running out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156118037630261570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R442CXTvmUI/AAAAAAAAAF8/jqn_z2B8bME/s320/DSC00179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;All of us can be rock stars.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'Rubbish'&lt;br /&gt;'What? You said that I am talking rubbish?'&lt;br /&gt;'No I say I was talking rubbish.'&lt;br /&gt;'I'm glad you know that. You need me to bring the dustbin here for you?'&lt;br /&gt;'Oh, dont need. I am talking to one right now.'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh damn, win had outsmart me. ahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-435041295357668103?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/435041295357668103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=435041295357668103' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/435041295357668103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/435041295357668103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2008/01/vlog-services-will-temporarily-stop.html' title='Vlog services will temporarily stop until further notice'/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R442CXTvmUI/AAAAAAAAAF8/jqn_z2B8bME/s72-c/DSC00179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-3500849907755453724</id><published>2008-01-05T03:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T00:49:04.701-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apologies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='production'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unforeseen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 tips (prolly more than that)'/><title type='text'>Due to unforeseen circumstances...</title><content type='html'>I regret to inform you that due to unforeseen circumstances, video of 'Guide to surviving TMS' would not be put online or any sort. Any direct replica should be reported immediately. I apologise for any inconvenience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just put it here to entertain you when there's no video. Dedicated to shalyn. Who is flying off in less than 24 hours time. I'll miss your smile. 'You just gotta tell yourself its better this way'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/00YH2NhtIr/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/00YH2NhtIr/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sha-la-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la&lt;br /&gt;You used to call me your Angel&lt;br /&gt;Said I was sent straight down from Heaven&lt;br /&gt;And You'd hold me close in your arms&lt;br /&gt;I loved the way you felt so strong&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted you to leave&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to stay here holdin me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I miss your smile&lt;br /&gt;And I still shed a tear every once in any while&lt;br /&gt;And even though it's different now&lt;br /&gt;You're still here somehow&lt;br /&gt;My heart won't let you go&lt;br /&gt;And I need you to know&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Sha-la-la-la-la&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You used to call me your dreamer&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm livin' out my dream&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how I wish you could see&lt;br /&gt;Everything that's happenin' for me&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinkin' back on the past&lt;br /&gt;It's true the time is flyin' by too fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I miss your smile&lt;br /&gt;And I still shed a tear every once in a while&lt;br /&gt;And even though it's different now&lt;br /&gt;You're still here somehow&lt;br /&gt;My heart won't let you go&lt;br /&gt;And I need you to knowI miss you&lt;br /&gt;Sha-la-la-la-la-&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you're in a better place, yeah&lt;br /&gt;But I wish that I could see your face, oh&lt;br /&gt;I know you're where you need to be&lt;br /&gt;Even though it's not here with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I miss your smile&lt;br /&gt;And I still shed a tear every once in a while&lt;br /&gt;And even though it's different now&lt;br /&gt;You're still here somehow&lt;br /&gt;My heart won't let you go&lt;br /&gt;And I need you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Sha-la-la-la-la-la&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I miss your smile&lt;br /&gt;And I still shed a tear every once in a while&lt;br /&gt;And even though it's different now&lt;br /&gt;You're still here somehow&lt;br /&gt;My heart won't let you go&lt;br /&gt;And I need you to know&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Sha-la-la-la-la-la&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;[/edit] more photos below&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152259920047872146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4CBGXTvmJI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Cd1mQWYwcDE/s320/DSC_0259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153843401475463474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4YhRHTvmTI/AAAAAAAAAF0/sjowbNOC5Zg/s320/Image080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153843371410692354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4YhPXTvmQI/AAAAAAAAAFc/FKRke-Nckqg/s320/Image068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153843375705659666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4YhPnTvmRI/AAAAAAAAAFk/YolXAobwreg/s320/Image069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153843388590561570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4YhQXTvmSI/AAAAAAAAAFs/K1gWL9tBKjI/s320/Image079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;let's see serpia!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;And sometimes I feel hurt by what you say, and thats only because you're my best friend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Check this out. Got this from ben's blog. Pretty cool. 212 degrees. &lt;a href="http://www.nc212movie.com/"&gt;http://www.nc212movie.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-3500849907755453724?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/3500849907755453724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=3500849907755453724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/3500849907755453724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/3500849907755453724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2008/01/due-to-unforeseen-circumstances.html' title='Due to unforeseen circumstances...'/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4CBGXTvmJI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Cd1mQWYwcDE/s72-c/DSC_0259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-4866915735628531211</id><published>2007-12-28T18:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T02:17:17.706-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='production'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vlog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 tips (prolly more than that)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plog'/><title type='text'>5, 6, 7, 8... NaNaNa NaNaNaNa NaNaNa</title><content type='html'>This holiday had been a pretty fruitful one. I was in 5 video productions (including the current one I am working on) and 1 theatre production.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did this video for sec1 orientation because we couldnt barbeque and at the same time perform and so we go for prerecorded performance. Idea was plagiarised from 5 filmmaking tips for dummies. The first 2 days of shooting went quite well other than the fact where we had missing shots and all. We even had like spoof music video of 'You are the music in me'. Gosh, it was so funny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149214500472199026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R3WvTnTvl3I/AAAAAAAAACY/OeMPP2Ma1Ls/s320/DSC00020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149215505494546306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R3WwOHTvl4I/AAAAAAAAACg/7txNA6MX_2o/s320/DSC00026_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The rebels of the school.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149218404597471154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R3Wy23Tvl7I/AAAAAAAAAC4/yvJ3AFdEHPM/s320/DSC00037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syafiq sleeping with soft toys? Oh, how manly! Quote from Rukku, 'Only real man sleep with soft toys'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149221110426867650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R3W1UXTvl8I/AAAAAAAAADA/S6brhgQHlqE/s320/DSCN4732.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149229335289239506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R3W8zHTvl9I/AAAAAAAAADI/R6CF2r6SIHE/s320/DSCN4734.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149229348174141426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R3W8z3Tvl_I/AAAAAAAAADY/D1-yWVO4mxc/s320/DSCN4742.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149229343879174114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R3W8znTvl-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/AM3dy504d_Q/s320/DSCN4737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Photos for continuity. Actually I dont think we even need it cause continuity in the video is damn bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149407877079734322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R3ZfLnTvmDI/AAAAAAAAAD4/7U_Zlyj49mA/s320/DSCN4746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149407885669668930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R3ZfMHTvmEI/AAAAAAAAAEA/hhd4Qar_hMw/s320/DSCN4747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lights?(other than the fact we dont have lights) Okay. Sound? Okay. Camera? Rolling. And ACTION!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149407894259603538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R3ZfMnTvmFI/AAAAAAAAAEI/x7yYmc91bSQ/s320/DSCN4749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149412769047484514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R3ZjoXTvmGI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/gi7WDOPOw2s/s320/FSCN4752.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;Cast photo. More coming up on monday. Should have done a cast+crew photo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149412773342451826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R3ZjonTvmHI/AAAAAAAAAEY/KHiu7L47u2k/s320/Image056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Not exactly a crew photo but still a crew photo. More on monday. Prolly do some screen capts to give a sneak of what its like.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149412777637419138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R3Zjo3TvmII/AAAAAAAAAEg/9YX1zvLMtLQ/s320/Image066.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;its making every single moment last and last and last;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-4866915735628531211?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/4866915735628531211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=4866915735628531211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/4866915735628531211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/4866915735628531211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2007/12/5-6-7-8-nanana-nananana-nanana.html' title='5, 6, 7, 8... NaNaNa NaNaNaNa NaNaNa'/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R3WvTnTvl3I/AAAAAAAAACY/OeMPP2Ma1Ls/s72-c/DSC00020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-61368094708257127</id><published>2007-12-04T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T08:35:53.105-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twentyfour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='production'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vlog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enjoy your teenhood'/><title type='text'>Enjoy your teenhood</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="351" width="432"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.megavideo.com/v/YO0HSF0V4feb2ea8b69fcdbe09895ef9e1200901.4655407669.0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.megavideo.com/v/YO0HSF0V4feb2ea8b69fcdbe09895ef9e1200901.4655407669.0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="351" width="432"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made with Adobe Premiere Elements. What's the diff between premiere and premiere elements? Elements' interface is nicer!(: This video was shot in the States. I uploaded it just to entertain you before enjoy your teenhood is uploaded. Just a little background, I actually accidently shot some of them in widescreen version. Big big blunder. Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Enjoy Your teenhood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="351" width="432"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.megavideo.com/v/L4M1V4NI380333f6ac1b448da889ad7a0a106019.4655407755.0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.megavideo.com/v/L4M1V4NI380333f6ac1b448da889ad7a0a106019.4655407755.0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="351" width="432"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made with Sony Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For ben teh. Yes you, the one who fears forgetting the dv tape and pressing the record button (and not forgetting indigestion too)! I hope I didnt spoil it for you by telling you what it's about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twentyfour was fun. But uber stressful. So while we were at ECP. We made the cast play frisbee while we try and figure out the story. So we got like 20 minutes worth of frisbee playing when we only needed like 20 seconds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed over at sara's house. And mr weng went home! He asked sara to put us to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xinyi: How are you gonna know if we are asleep?&lt;br /&gt;Mr weng: I'll drive pass sara's house [in the middle of the night] to see if the lights are still on.&lt;br /&gt;(next day)&lt;br /&gt;Xinyi: So did you drive pass?&lt;br /&gt;Mr weng: Wanted to. But I couldnt get up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. We told him that the guys and girls slept together but he didnt seemed bothered. Oh yeah, we got chased out of siglap macs too. So we ended up at some kopitiam which doesnt have anything at all probably cause its sooo late in the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, just wondering which of the following is better. To have bad memories or to reminisce about good past and know that you can never have them back again. I suppose its the same perspective as looking a glass half filled. It could either be half full or half empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R1UW6iAhajI/AAAAAAAAACI/qxc4NBn2ZBY/s1600-h/DSCN4488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R1UW6iAhajI/AAAAAAAAACI/qxc4NBn2ZBY/s320/DSCN4488.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140039744530508338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The view through a one way mirror. You can be blinded by sweet memories too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-61368094708257127?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/61368094708257127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=61368094708257127' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/61368094708257127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/61368094708257127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2007/12/enjoy-your-teenhood.html' title='Enjoy your teenhood'/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R1UW6iAhajI/AAAAAAAAACI/qxc4NBn2ZBY/s72-c/DSCN4488.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-443258757895457987</id><published>2007-11-29T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T06:29:57.138-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twentyfour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kingkong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='production'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vlog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 tips'/><title type='text'>If you're wondering where I disappeared to...</title><content type='html'>Just like how 'Heroes' have a tagline 'Save the Cheerleader. Save the world.', we also have a tagline of our own! Maybe not tagline, more like punch line. &lt;em&gt;Chilli? What chilli? Who cares about the chilli?! It's just a myth. Dont be so superstitious larhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="351" width="432"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.megavideo.com/v/IOEJXT465f95ceabaecf08b9b6be922e316c367c.4655407624.0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.megavideo.com/v/IOEJXT465f95ceabaecf08b9b6be922e316c367c.4655407624.0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="351" width="432"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE READ THE ROLL CREDITS CAREFULLY. THANKS TO CAST AND CREW AND MR WENG!:D &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;CONTENT BELOW MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Dedicated to bestfriends, Team 2046(the team I'd never forget) and to those out there who strongly believed in me!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Eh, starwars marathon with crew?(dew, you better turn up. cause that would be really the last team bonding) And notice how Shalyn go,&lt;em&gt;'Yarhhh!' &lt;/em&gt;We have been imitating her 'Yarh' everytime we capture the video or edit it. We didnt even let her off on the last day. But the sad thing is that she's gonna leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, a three week production. Though not what I expected to be, but better than I thought it would turn out. Although tip 5 is quite subtle, I hope you get it. If you dont, you can ask me personally. Cause I dont want to spoil it for others(hints mr weng)! The three-week production had been fun. Alot of good and bad things happened (let's just keep the bad to ourselves, ahem).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scene1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We basically stole the extras from CO camp. Haha, sshh. They were very nice to help us. And melvin did a great job being the make-up artist. Thanks to Vivian and Priscilla. Gary was supposed to be the waterboy! And he ran away. Lucky we got moses!(: The shots were not bad but we should have gotten more different shots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scene2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont like the toilet though. Cause its quite uglyyy. But shots were still effective. Eerie cause of color correction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scene 3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, we just totally picked the wrong day to film at the den because that day the band was having concert. So they were like walking in and out of the band room cause they had to change to their concert attire. I was quite irritated with the noise and all.(no offence though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scene4&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the first time I had ever done a rain scene. We had a drizzle but it wasnt visually appealing enough that we had to rope in the 'rain god'. More like goddess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scene 5&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun, and I had to come out of the TV box like more than 10 times cause Zuhairi keep making silly mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I brought my cast to the outdoor location, they were like 'wl, what is this place? So ulu. You filming kingkong arh?!' The forest is beside the school compound. We had to reshoot some parts cause we could see the fence. And we took like 15 minutes to walk from the photog room to the location. We decided not to walk back because we were too lazy. So we climbed over the fence into school. Yesterday by the time we finish editing, it was like 6.30pm. And we got caught by sabri. He scolded us. Man, asked for our names. I dont know what he's gonna do to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not expecting to win anything. But quite pleased with performance. Though, I would prefer twentyfour anytime. And I realised that I had never uploaded 'Enjoy your teenhood'. Oh well, I suppose that would be a privilege for those who turned up for film fest. &lt;em&gt;BTW, thanks for the endless supply of love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R1VkGCAhakI/AAAAAAAAACQ/L3WZ-T45bqQ/s1600-h/DSC_2905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R1VkGCAhakI/AAAAAAAAACQ/L3WZ-T45bqQ/s320/DSC_2905.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140124604494342722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life can be silhouetted. Its morally grey anyway.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[/Edit]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Good luck to those who are going for genting competition (band peeps)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One more thing, you can post your comments about the video. Click on the button that says comments.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-443258757895457987?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/443258757895457987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=443258757895457987' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/443258757895457987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/443258757895457987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2007/11/if-youre-wondering-where-i-disappeared.html' title='If you&apos;re wondering where I disappeared to...'/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R1VkGCAhakI/AAAAAAAAACQ/L3WZ-T45bqQ/s72-c/DSC_2905.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4469343930789010752.post-6596233927252838377</id><published>2007-10-21T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T00:19:15.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just desperately need a place for my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know everything I do reminds me of you? Occasionally, I will take out my box just to read your letters. Emotional turmoil is probably the phrase to describe how I am feeling right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just feeling uber confused and alone right now. Its like no matter how many people are around you, you still feel alone and unloved. Like your life's not complete? I need the fullness of love. Love more, never less. Maybe I should do something more positive and make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to leave this crazy place, I really do. And actually, 'crazy' isnt the right synonym to describe the degree of insanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like crap all of a sudden.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123684935160012866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="206" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/Rxr8TVU7oEI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Z_xwB21EEvc/s320/vivo04.jpg" width="311" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Emo for thoughts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will be a director, &lt;em&gt;someday&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Earcandy: When you're gone - Avril Lavigne&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4469343930789010752-6596233927252838377?l=vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/feeds/6596233927252838377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4469343930789010752&amp;postID=6596233927252838377' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/6596233927252838377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4469343930789010752/posts/default/6596233927252838377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaciouslygregarious.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-just-desperately-need-place-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Xinyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03518424071683050387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/R4DV9nTvmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_ICJKAYVWwo/S220/DSC_0313.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyUUpR3UZ1U/Rxr8TVU7oEI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Z_xwB21EEvc/s72-c/vivo04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
