<?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-34474449</id><updated>2012-02-17T05:05:31.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Back To Earth</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>435</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-4600265617311955181</id><published>2012-02-05T22:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T22:22:56.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;All you wanted - Michelle Branch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I wanted to be like you&lt;br /&gt;I wanted everything&lt;br /&gt;So I tried to be like you&lt;br /&gt;And I got swept away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know that it was so cold&lt;br /&gt;And you needed someone&lt;br /&gt;to show you the way&lt;br /&gt;So I took your hand and we figured out&lt;br /&gt;That when the time comes&lt;br /&gt;I'd take you away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;If you want to&lt;br /&gt;I can save you&lt;br /&gt;I can take you away from here&lt;br /&gt;So lonely inside&lt;br /&gt;So busy out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And all you wanted&lt;br /&gt;was somebody who cares&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sinking slowly&lt;br /&gt;So hurry hold me&lt;br /&gt;Your hand is all I have to keep me hanging on&lt;br /&gt;Please can you tell me&lt;br /&gt;So I can finally see&lt;br /&gt;Where you go when you're gone&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-4600265617311955181?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/4600265617311955181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=4600265617311955181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/4600265617311955181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/4600265617311955181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-wanted-to-be-like-you-i-wanted.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-8272077982140325762</id><published>2011-11-07T21:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T21:57:26.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha, reading my past posts about the last day of last year, and about my birthday this year makes me glad that I enjoyed myself so much. (Is that me or did that just sound weird)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man, I still miss the whole after-O-lvl break. TOO MUCH FREE TIME OMG. Going out like day after day after day. Drinking peppermint mocha from starbucks most of the time I went out. Doing work for YCS camp couldn't be more fun. And OMG YCS EOY CAMP 2010 WAS SOOOOO DA BOMBZ. It is the best. camp. ever. IN. MY. LIFE. I am not making an understatement. You can read my excitement in this paragraph to know HOW AWESOME IT WAS. AWESSOOOMEE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways. Like I was saying, I'm glad I knew how to appreciate the happy stuff in life, and know that I should thank God for them. (: And even more, I'm glad I dont need to keep longing for more of these happy stuff. Because somehow, I know they can continue in my life. Yay! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And hey blog! I know I havent been talking to you in a while. Doing project work oral presentation about a journaling application makes me miss you. Haha. Sadly, I also criticize blogging in my presentation. But I still think you're awesome for keeping all my memories. If one day, someone hacks and kills off blogger (touchwood), I will... cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah! And I'm sorry blog. I missed your birthday on 28 October. Just want you to know I'm okay and I'm still making lots of nice memories. (: though, I still wish I could write about them, but they're too personal for me to post openly heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope I dont sound like a lonely emo kia talking to my blog like this. Kthksbaii.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-8272077982140325762?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/8272077982140325762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=8272077982140325762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/8272077982140325762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/8272077982140325762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2011/11/haha-reading-my-past-posts-about-last.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-7449757349853688614</id><published>2011-09-17T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T23:51:27.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know what?&lt;br /&gt;I miss 4 Faith. Being in 08/11's okay, it's probably the best class I can even ask for in AJ hehh. But I still miss 4 Faith, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miss&lt;/span&gt; having someone like literally always by your side, every single day. Never being sick of them. And never being alone. Walking to the mrt after school with ronghui and hillary and all our retardedness. Just being in an all-girls' catholic school. Knowing when to study cos 4faith people always make intelligence gauges. (jc now everyone damn slack. lol.) The way people get shocked when you actually dont study and then feeling guilty. (why does this NOT HAPPEN IN JC) Sleeping during class. Just having your own table to sleep at the whole day. Always having a second chair at my table to 'qiao jiao'. The way how I loved it when my seat was near a window so I just stared outside when I had too much time. How I could still make time to read a book during lessons. How I played pokemon crystal on my phone during lessons and actually reaching the elite four. (I was too underlevelled of course.) Getting scolded by TSK everytime I didnt do my homework (which is 80% of the time btw) and standing at the back of the class throughout lesson.&lt;br /&gt;The way how studying isnt daunting cos you know everyone's trying their best too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good thing abt ajc's that its slacker than being in SN. In a way they dont put like 5 tests a week. But studying is sooo much harder now. And I'm not referring to how much you need to study. There's no one there to tell you to pick up your pace. No one to make you feel guilty when you don't study. There's just reaaally little motivation in jc. At least for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just miss 4 Faith. But ohwell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-7449757349853688614?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/7449757349853688614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=7449757349853688614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/7449757349853688614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/7449757349853688614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2011/09/you-know-what-i-miss-4-faith.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-936056743915783174</id><published>2011-08-10T11:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T12:18:20.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like I just had 2 days of birthday. Lol. Which was just plain awesome. So I'm gonna do the thank-everyone-who-is-cool post like I always do every year after my birthday. (I gave that name to my birthday posts 2 years ago) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;gt;My family!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My mom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who didnt mind having a party yesterday for 20 people. O: Or maybe she did. Hm.&lt;br /&gt;Plus the awesome cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My dad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a 8Gb thumbdrive! (After I lost my previous one lol.) 8GB for a birthday on 0808. Or something. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My bro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a personalised phone strap thing with my name on it! Instead of badass headphones which he originally wanted to buy for me. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;gt;YCS people!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Justin!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For going to Sentosa! :D Buying overly expensive ice cream which is more expensive than jifan. Watching songs of the sea and trying to figure out how the light effects work lol. (Plus fireworks!) Eating breakfast at coffee bean for dinner. Awesome card + video + post it thingy. And more stuff. Yay! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a super fluffy stuffed dog. Haha. (my mom likes it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For (his) angry bird. Ahhaa lol wth. Super amusing card. (I AM NOT IMMORTAL OKAY.) And a keychain which says "special mom". I hope hanging that on my bag wouldn't be awkward. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Justin, GG, WC, Chris&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For coming over to my house and making my house noisy again. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;gt;08/11!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jerome, Timo, Soif, Dion, Sean, Allen, Cherubim, Jean, Cervonne, Geok Soon, Sheng Jun, JV&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For crashing at my house! Spamming halo3, DoTA, my piano, (mini) mahjong, uno stacko, frisbeeing, basketballing etc. And the super big cheese cake! Woots. Plus a dress as a present. O: Haha, thanks guys!! Lucky to have y'all as my classmates!&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I just realised we forgot to take a group shot. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;gt;Everyone else who flooded my wall and my phone with wishes! Totally appreciated! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;gt;Not forgetting, God! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;For blessing my day with wonderful people around me. I always believe He invests the same amount of energy on our birthdays as He did when we were born. Which is why birthdays are always special!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pretty much sums up my birthday this year into one word- Awesome. Thanks everyone!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-936056743915783174?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/936056743915783174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=936056743915783174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/936056743915783174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/936056743915783174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-feel-like-i-just-had-2-days-of.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-1605516374482115383</id><published>2011-07-02T20:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T20:34:39.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I apologise for being on damn long haitus due to MYEs. If anyone even noticed. -.- How can schools be so cruel as to eat up our june holidays with mugging. Defeats the purpose of holidays entirely. SCREW YOU JC. MOE WILL NOT ALLOW THIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, whatever, MYEs are over. Which was in decreasing difficulty from day one. Though I predict all the tests marks are generally gonna be the same anwyay. Since the marking becomes more anal for easier papers. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, whatever. I shall continue the 30-day song challenge thing lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Day 06 - a song that reminds you of somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, first thing that came to my mind was Legend of Mana soundtracks. Which reminds me of sitting on my couch in my living room playing Legend of Mana (FREAKING AWESOME GAAAAME). But blogging that isnt particularly interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought of FOB's albums which reminds me of sitting in front of my comp in my old condo playing dota almost every night in sec3 june hols. Yes I play music when I play dota. Unlike you people who listen to your hero speak random, retarded stuff like "I am blind, not deaf" or "time to go." (dopey voice ahhaa) or *insert puck's sparkly sound effects*. I dont get why people play dota with the sound on lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo I decided to put this one from last yr:&lt;br /&gt;Thats What You Get - Paramore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/HKy2a2LVIWE" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me of SJI carnival last year, when we were in some classroom spamming rock band. (Freaking 10 dollars per song. What a scam that was totally worth it.) If I'm not wrong, "we" includes me, justin, chris, weichong, andy. And I had absolutely no rock band skills so I just spammed the vocals, lol. Which was one of the rare moments I sing in front of people. Which I predict was not nice but whatever. Especially since I forgot how this song sounded like and I was randomly just following the note pattern lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was damn fun! I imagine being in a band makes you feel awesome. Like everyone just syncs their own instrument and creates awesome music. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-1605516374482115383?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/1605516374482115383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=1605516374482115383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/1605516374482115383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/1605516374482115383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-apologise-for-being-on-damn-long.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/HKy2a2LVIWE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-7546245806426976062</id><published>2011-06-09T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T11:39:47.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Day 05 - a song that reminds you of someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/eF0t2yrn5qM" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powerful &amp;amp; moving song.&lt;br /&gt;'Nuff said. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-7546245806426976062?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/7546245806426976062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=7546245806426976062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/7546245806426976062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/7546245806426976062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-05-song-that-reminds-you-of-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/eF0t2yrn5qM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-6079190303713457241</id><published>2011-06-07T16:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T16:42:48.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 04 - a song that makes you sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in a dilemma whether to put a sad song or some happy-sounding song which somehow makes me feel sad. Hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I shall put Daughtry's song here. Which fits both criterias. I dk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these Lives - Daughtry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/x9jCtkBYNgE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a song about child abduction, actually. :O But people on the net are being confused whether its about divorce or driveby shooting (wuut). Think it applies to everything unfortunate I guess. Found that out like dunno how long after listening to it, but the first time I listened to the lyrics, it just sounded really sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-6079190303713457241?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/6079190303713457241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=6079190303713457241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/6079190303713457241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/6079190303713457241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-04-song-that-makes-you-sad-i-was-in.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/x9jCtkBYNgE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-7624475806186774582</id><published>2011-05-31T23:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T10:15:49.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Day 03 - a song that makes you happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, I know the answer to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Remedy (I Won't Worry) - Jason Mraz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/j5n9ctMg_lw" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title of the song says it all.&lt;br /&gt;Jason Mraz's songs always make you feel happy. Dunno how he does that, but wow. His lyrics also are a jumble of poetic stuff which don't seem to make sense to majority of the population. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I particularly like this part of this song: The unavoidable kiss, where the minty fresh death breath is sure to outlast this catastrophy, Dance with me, because if you've got the poison, I've got the remedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember mugging to this song for prelims last year. This part of the song was daamn catchy and made me weirdly happpy, so I started scribbling it on the side of a few of my notes. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, almost all of K-On!'s songs make me happy too. I swear their songs and the anime can seriously cure depression. So idc, I'm going to post another song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guitar ni kubi ttake- K-On!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hFEuRHYJEvY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the chorus. When it gets epic.&lt;br /&gt;Heey, I was mugging to this song before physics Os last year. It brings back memories. Then I went into the exam feeling super happy and confident. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay for songs that make you happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-7624475806186774582?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/7624475806186774582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=7624475806186774582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/7624475806186774582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/7624475806186774582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-03-song-that-makes-you-happy-yay-i.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/j5n9ctMg_lw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-6791146223740799777</id><published>2011-05-30T20:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T20:23:10.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Day 02 - your least favorite song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another terribly ambiguous question. -.- Least favourite could mean I favourite it, but not as much. Or it could mean the direct opposite of favourite. Uhhhh. I'll take the latter definition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I could just put a death metal song or something anti-christ here. But then it wouldn't be MY least favourite song. Or maybe it would. Whatever. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPOILER: NO ITS NOT REBECCABLACK'S FRIDAY. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run the World (Girls) - Beyonce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/q9TgJeS81KQ" allowfullscreen="" width="560" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a superly annoying song which made me decide that radio nowadays ain't worth it to listen to. Cos almost ALL songs these days are becoming like this. In what way is this a song anyway. More like some bad remix of something unheard of. Its just weird like that. Worse still, its catchy. And catchy doesn't always mean nice. A terrible song like this to be catchy just kills you a little inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rmb my bro listening to 98.7 one time and I asked him if he listened to this song before. And like 2 minutes after he said no, it started playing. Speak of the devil. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. I hate those top songs nowadays. This includes all of lady gaga's songs. They just freak me out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-6791146223740799777?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/6791146223740799777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=6791146223740799777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/6791146223740799777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/6791146223740799777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-02-your-least-favorite-song-another.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/q9TgJeS81KQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-6200200509553141500</id><published>2011-05-29T22:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T22:32:24.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>30 Day Song Challenge&lt;br /&gt;Lol, this sounds fun and simple to do. Even if people are spamming posting on facebook, but whatever. My blog deserves some posts. Sucks to be my blog. Only has the company of advertising people spamming tags on my tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 01 - your favorite song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This question is a terrible first question. Lol. I have plenty of favourite songs, but I'll take favourite to mean a song which I can spam a gazillion times and will never get sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thousand miles - Vanessa Carlton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Cwkej79U3ek" allowfullscreen="" width="560" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay for awesome singer and super old song. Not to mention, damn weird mv. (People commenting that that was Chuck Norris' piano or something.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played this song for music fest 2011 (AND SCREWED UP ALOT. I swear, playing and singing at the same time is hard) (but it was in a form of secret dedication). Still not sick of it. And its the only song I still remember how to play on the piano even after not touching it for months. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lyrics don't make thaat much sense to me (way too literature for me). Like how would I know what "If I could fall into the sky, Do you think time would pass me by" mean.&lt;br /&gt;But somehow its just nice like that. So yeah. Can't wait for vanessa carlton's new album this year. Woots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-6200200509553141500?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/6200200509553141500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=6200200509553141500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/6200200509553141500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/6200200509553141500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2011/05/30-day-song-challenge-lol-this-sounds.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Cwkej79U3ek/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-6017897150633648578</id><published>2011-05-10T21:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T21:03:25.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha, I just realised I chiong all my work over the weekend so I can slack and do absolutely nothing on weekdays after school.&lt;br /&gt;A 2 day weekday and a 5 day weekend lol. (k notrly)&lt;br /&gt;JC life beats secondary life like that. Tho only to some extent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-6017897150633648578?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/6017897150633648578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=6017897150633648578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/6017897150633648578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/6017897150633648578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2011/05/haha-i-just-realised-i-chiong-all-my.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-7368689189929534800</id><published>2011-03-25T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T23:45:25.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoa, long time since I really blogged anything much. Not that anyone even really comes here (apart from those advertising people who spam tagboxes), so whatever. Here're basically what I accomplished in term 1 I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. PIANO GRADE 8&lt;br /&gt;IS OVER. I still cant get over the euphoria of not needing to touch the piano anymore (assuming that I pass this). I can't say pianoing is my thing, but sometimes I guess its good as a creative outlet/ right brain expression. The exam went really smoothly, unexpectedly. Considering the infinite, multiple breakdowns I had while practicing the week before. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yay to missing maths test for this exam and getting it postponed. Like I koped the questions and memorised all the answers before my test. But I lost 1 mark cos I wrote x=0 when the line was CLEARLY x=-1. OHWELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. CCA&lt;br /&gt;cXtreme was a waste of time, I realised. People told me not to join, but no one told me that the people there don't talk. I go like "Hi." and they reply "Hi." Then I say "I'm Carrie." and the response is "Oh." *resumes task at hand* -END OF CONVERSATION-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Competing in Science busking was a blessing, thank goodness. I made at least 5 new friends, all from proj eureka (who are all unfortunately forced to compete in this lol), within that 2 hours. And suddenly we went to swensens after the event. Like. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THUS, I'm going to change cca. Not just for the social aspect thou. The scope of cXtreme is really too narrow for me. &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. FIRST MEDAL EVAR!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;For 8 by 50m track event! Yay! The best thing was having all the girls in our class all competing. And winning. Heng for the special postponment given for our group when we didn't go for the original finals. We awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My current class&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I guess I can consider myself lucky being in one of the most enthu/ randomly high class. Theres more or less three cliques: All the girls; the quiet guys; the damn noisy guys. Lol. I don't think I more or less belong in any thou. More like I randomly join any clique on any random day. Which is what I wanna stay that way cos if I hang out w the damn noisy guys for uh, 1 week straight, their extreme sickness/ vulgarities might rub onto me.&lt;br /&gt;Really hoping that I can be voted to be class leader in the end. :D (THIS IS FOR MY TESTIMONY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Academics&lt;br /&gt;CAN'T beat St Nick's standard of stress. End of story.&lt;br /&gt;Also, ending school at 5+ everyday is bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;∴ The term started really bad, what with my lousy opinion of the school (probably still having but yeah). But now after I really see all the people, support, achievements I'm gifted with, here's no forgetting the one who always provide: God. Thank you for picking me up again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-7368689189929534800?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/7368689189929534800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=7368689189929534800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/7368689189929534800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/7368689189929534800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2011/03/whoa-long-time-since-i-really-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-2282274068619170061</id><published>2011-03-05T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T23:05:44.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The only reason why JC life is awesome is because majority of my studying is invested in maths/ science. And minimal humanities. YESSSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ajc still sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school councillor says he googles such blogs talking about ajc. Hope you're reading this then. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-2282274068619170061?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/2282274068619170061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=2282274068619170061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/2282274068619170061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/2282274068619170061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2011/03/only-reason-why-jc-life-is-awesome-is.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-3477238686709954608</id><published>2011-02-08T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T21:56:12.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There HAS to be a limit for pianoing by a person with palmar hyperhidrosis. I still don't know how it feels like to play the piano without slippery keys and constantly attempting (and failing) to dry my hands. THIS IS GG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-3477238686709954608?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/3477238686709954608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=3477238686709954608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/3477238686709954608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/3477238686709954608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2011/02/there-has-to-be-limit-for-pianoing-by.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-4099488163151663575</id><published>2011-01-28T21:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T21:55:03.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLLL YEAAAAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/TULKCFDoGOI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Pio9ajuYPCU/s1600/DSC00030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 279px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/TULKCFDoGOI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Pio9ajuYPCU/s400/DSC00030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567234226449291490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/TULKCZ0b37I/AAAAAAAAAZk/X69z_nvuOnE/s1600/DSC00031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 278px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/TULKCZ0b37I/AAAAAAAAAZk/X69z_nvuOnE/s400/DSC00031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567234232022720434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After months of gruelling 3d picrossing, I FINALLY COMPLETED ALL 370 PUZZLES. WITH A PERFECT SCORE. I ARE A PICROSS MASTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-4099488163151663575?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/4099488163151663575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=4099488163151663575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/4099488163151663575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/4099488163151663575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2011/01/hellll-yeaaaah-after-months-of.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/TULKCFDoGOI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Pio9ajuYPCU/s72-c/DSC00030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-7035053375031143443</id><published>2011-01-28T19:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T20:22:49.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Second day of aj ain't THAT bad I guess. I'm trying to be less hostile to going in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. NJC APPEAL BOPIAN.&lt;br /&gt;I feel cheated since they said nj cut off points are exactly my points. Thought I could learn the lesson from my bro not to anyhow put first choice thinking you can appeal in anyway. But NOO, now I must tell my juniors never to put first choice  a school w a cop exactly your score. OHWELL. AJC IT IS THEN. (Lol. I'm an AJCian. A fake Asian.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My bro's friend tweaked the AJ cheer in the handbook, lol. So from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They call us Raffles!&lt;br /&gt;They call us Nationals!&lt;br /&gt;They call us Victoria!&lt;br /&gt;That's not our name! (x8)&lt;br /&gt;We are AJaaaay!(x3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It became:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried go Raffles!&lt;br /&gt;I tried go Nationals!&lt;br /&gt;I tried go Victoria!&lt;br /&gt;But I failed! (x8)&lt;br /&gt;So I go AJAAAAAAY!(x3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO APPROPIATE AND FITTING. Then under 'allergy' in the handbook, I put "AJC." Also, my bro found his face in the book and told me to go around asking people "Do you know my brother? He's on page 89!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. CCA choosing was an extremely tough decision. First I was thinking of basketball, then I reasoned they won't take in noobs to train them since it's competetive bball. Then I thought of taking badminton, cos not bad. But no background. Then sherms suggested I take shooting then I was like WHOOOOAAAA COOL MAYBE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I thought maybe I'd try out for photography too cos it doesnt seem so bad. Me and hanwen were given forms for application and it was full of perplexing questions like "How do you think you can contribute to photography club?" (WITH PHOTOS. DUH.) and "What are 3 special functions of a DSLR?" SO I GAVE UP. That form deters wannabe photographers, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, then I tried out for shooting. AJ has a freaking shooting range luh, wth. And shooting comp results aren't bad. Quite a few trophies. Despite not touching a rifle for 2 years, it wasn't bad thou. But I shoulda told them my dominant eye's left, not right. ._. Did like 3 shots but only 1 went into the black spot. Ohwell. Then after I left tryouts, winny told me the dood may reconsider me to join (YAYE).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, then I went to the CXtreme room. (DAMN BADASS NAME. I thought it was like some recreational outdoor club thing. But nooo, its just infocomm. EXTREME INFOCOMM) It was empty, unexpetedly. Talked to the pres and he did a good job in selling the cca. First, I asked whats the diff bet this and AVA club. Then he said "I'm not being biased here, but AVA is really really slack." Then I asked if webdesign or robotics was a better option and he said "Honestly, and even though I'm in webdesign, you learn more in webdesign.". The best selling point was "We have 100% promotions for j1. Best among all ccas." I REALLY wanted to join robotics man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, I shall attempt to join shooting. More badass than extreme infocomm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-7035053375031143443?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/7035053375031143443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=7035053375031143443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/7035053375031143443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/7035053375031143443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2011/01/second-day-of-aj-aint-that-bad-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-2513480817463994237</id><published>2011-01-17T19:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T22:13:27.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, I watched burlesque with my father's daughter. Not because I was emoing or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burlesque (maan, that word sings in my head whenever it appears in my mind) is fantastic and amazing. And the girl seated behind me reminds me of myself. Laughs at only-midly funny moments, don't laugh at extremely hilarious moments, gives redundant comments like "do'h!" at overated movie scenes. You get me. And after the movie ended, weichong called me to ask if I wanted to hang out. Timing fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, christina aguilera has killer vocals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-2513480817463994237?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/2513480817463994237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=2513480817463994237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/2513480817463994237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/2513480817463994237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2011/01/today-i-watched-burlesque-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-4583341451492174366</id><published>2011-01-17T02:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T03:14:04.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For the first time in 2 years, I changed my blogskin (If anyone even notices anyway), even though I said I'll change it after jc. And since this is my homepage, I decided to give my eyes mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried clearing all the dead links, but realised that either the person's blog has a changed url like more than 5 times, or is private, or is just dead so I didn't really bother. Almost NO ONE blogs nowadays. Also, I'm not about to kill this permanantly lol. Contains 5 years of buried memories man. To some extent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I look at it, the more I don't see any difference to the previous skin.&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell. That was a good waste of time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-4583341451492174366?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/4583341451492174366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=4583341451492174366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/4583341451492174366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/4583341451492174366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2011/01/for-first-time-in-2-years-i-changed-my.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-6403160345127774080</id><published>2011-01-10T18:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T10:50:59.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SN has an unbelievable chain of extremely good luck. EVERY. SINGLE. YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;Now I can go around pointing at the newspaper and telling people that I know the top scorer. :D&lt;br /&gt;Also, average 9.8! Which is fortunately better than last year. Same w many other subjects, like the vast improvement in distinctions in english, omg. (+10%!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cannot fathom how glad I am to be in st nicks. I still remember receiving that slip of paper that told me I could get it back to SN for secondary school, even with a lousy psle score of 225. EXHILARATING, I swear. Thou I didn't even know sn was an elite school lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud to say that even though I didn't get my dream 4 points, I'm extremely satisfied with my current score. All that hard work and sweat didn't go down the drain, thank God. I'm also proud to say that I managed to pull myself up from a expected L1R5 of 20 (which is calculated from psle score lol) like this. This is all thanks to my lousy psle score. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Years ago, I was bawling my eyes out after receiving 225. (I was expecting 240 sia) Yet what my mom said to me that day still rings true in my head. (I even had the sense to type her words in this blog) She said "Low marks don't make you a stupid person. Marks only depend on how much concentration and effort you put in. You're still the same person. You're special." And my mom also had the sense to criticise society's way to labelling people according to marks. I love my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Years ago, I was in 1C, without knowing it was one of the bottom 2 classes (because it comprises of people not taking HCL, lol. Unjust.) Yet after slogging through that entire year, having a couple of emo moments (siol), I managed to top the class. I still remember that feeling. EXHILARATING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Years ago, I was posted to Enhanced Curriculum. Aka, triple science. I remember being damn sad after receiving my less than satisfactory sec2 streaming marks and not being called to go into EC. But near the end of school, yingxian came to me, telling me I got in. EXHILARATING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Years ago, I was the only person from my class to enter 3F. I knew NO ONE. I sat right at the back of the class, alone, on the first day of school. And when miss lim told us to intro ourselves and say our new year resolutions, I managed to say "to sit with someone this year.", which was somehow fulfilled in like, 3 days. Lol. Thou I was damn pessimistic of making any friends in my class, somehow everything became alright. (Bball gang ftw.) And after knowing that I wasn't alone in the class, my marks shot up. EXHILARATING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Year ago, I slogged through O levels. Sacrificed sleep/ playing basketball until the routine of studying became a habit. Tried to be a hardcore mugger, although abit fail at some moments. Mustered every ounce of strength to keep myself motivated and optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I finally got 5 points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord. For everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-6403160345127774080?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/6403160345127774080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=6403160345127774080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/6403160345127774080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/6403160345127774080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2011/01/sn-has-unbelievable-chain-of-extremely.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-666151876357927942</id><published>2010-12-29T16:15:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T21:11:23.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last day of the year, and I have to say, 2010 FTW! (It's not every year that you can say this.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember having that fire and motivation to "PWN O LEVELS, HELLYEA" on the first day of the year. Then falling sick on the first day of school. And ending up missing the whole first week of school. -.- Pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, O levels taught me alot. Time management, the importance of having company, correct mindset etc and all that cliched stuff. Slogging through Os is probably the best experience EVER. Its like walking along that rocky path that you hear about countless times, except that you're doing it unknowingly. And when you look back, you go whoadamnnitI'mgoodlol.&lt;br /&gt;But as for the results, I have no idea. I've been conjuring up images in my head of my reaction if I dont obtain my dream score. Wonder if anyone's been doing this too. Hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, apart from Os, here's a huge thanks to the most important people in my life who keep me going, before, during and after the ordeal. Somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;strong&gt;4 FAITH&lt;/strong&gt; - Best mugger/rojak class ever. I love how smart people like almost everyone in class can be so mugger AND social at the same time. (Lol daaamn ego.) I will NEVER regret walking into this class every single morning.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Kudos to Ronghui and Hillary too! I remember talking endless rubbish (CAMELS LOL) even during prelim and Os period and laughing our heads off man. Best de-stressers/mugging partners around, although we all have our emo moments sometimes too.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Basketball club! Which somehow reverted into playing frisbee at random times. Though every time I always say I lazy play and end up studying for the next common test during recess. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;strong&gt;YCS&lt;/strong&gt; - This is where I call my family. (And going to be lao jiao very soon) Picked the wrong time to kena exco, BUT the experience of being in publicity is awesome. Opened my mind to learn how to use my right brain alot more. Special thanks to:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Justin! For always being around. Like, always, yo! Eg wasting about 1 hour on the phone on the day before english Os (I cant believe I did that -.-). Thanks for making really inappropiate, retarded comments at extremely appropiate moments. Saikanging in exco and for events and camps ftw! Lets pwn future events tgt!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Ex-kang le zhu! [Justin, Weichong, Ivan, Greg] Going thru camp w you guys was a blast! I bet by now we have like 10000 inside jokes that you could almost write a book with em. HANG OUT SOON, WOOTS!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Elvina! Thanks for agreeing to be my godma! (if not, I confirm will  kena some friend of my mom's sister's aunty or something) Though I never  really did ask for any spiritual help or anything. Soooo, idk, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;strong&gt;SNSJ&lt;/strong&gt; - I STILL shamelessly admit that I wanted to pass out asap this year. Hahaha. But thanks, squadmates, for being around for FOUR LONG YEARS.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Yanyi, Cheok, Tseying, Amanda! For everything! And killing some not-supposed-to-be-experiencing boredom during cca this year. :D I still  remember we went through alot of shit before POP (with the juniors),  lol. BUT NEVERMIND, LONG FORGOTTEN. We cool.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Yuanting! Lol, HERES THANKS FOR THE CHRISTMAS CARD! I didn't know I had that initial impression on people, haha. But I like. :D Merry 7th day of christmas to you dear ex-AL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;strong&gt;CC4 &lt;/strong&gt;-  For journeying another half year! Finally confirmed this year siol. But  its really awesome that we all still keep  in touch and hang out  occassionally. :D (Although hang out also  sometimes quite fail. Like,  uh, 4  people only, what? Lol. I said  sometimes only lah.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Everyone else who gave me the opportunity of doing stuff I never imagined doing. Plus teachers! (Esp TSK. Lol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. And how could anyone forget, &lt;strong&gt;GOD&lt;/strong&gt;! For leading me onto this path, picking me up when I fall, and allowing me to enter the lives of all these wonderful people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY LIFE. Now, on to 2011!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-666151876357927942?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/666151876357927942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=666151876357927942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/666151876357927942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/666151876357927942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2010/12/last-day-of-year-and-i-have-to-say-2010.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-6937705461737943356</id><published>2010-12-24T01:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T02:33:33.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 weeks of no blogging and I'm back. AGAIN! (Gee, I seriously wonder how I'm able to pull that off.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. YCS CHRISTMAS CAMP 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Aka what has been devouring my life since the start of the end of O levels. The 5 days just -fwooosh- flew past, but I am by no second regretting it. Totally worth it, I tell you. And by far, more worth it than last year's. (Keeps getting better, huh.) Amen to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I really could have done a better job, I'm really glad I did better than the rubbish I did during this year's march camp as vice camp master. BUT I still haven't found the true essence to being a true VCM (if that even exists) since was too caught up helping out in games, but ahh whatever, I don't think I'll find it even if I wasn't caught up anyway. For example, according to elvina, I'm supposed to hype up the campers like a siaozabo. Too bad I could only be the latter part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anways, HUGE kudos to the fantastic planning comm!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/TROMXpr8A9I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/whwimeIeltc/s1600/63204_1569612765755_1398544440_31476287_7338998_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/TROMXpr8A9I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/whwimeIeltc/s400/63204_1569612765755_1398544440_31476287_7338998_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553937103432975314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[L-R, back to front] Aldrin; Ivan; Gabriel Goh (OMG I MISTYPED IT AS GABRIEL GOD AGAIN); Gabriel Ho; Angelina; Yours truly; Bryan; Gregory; Justin; Lionel; Weichong&lt;br /&gt;PLUS PINGPING, who was taking the photograph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was truly the ycs spirit during the camp. It's like, in every community I go to, there's this feeling that hangs heavy in the air, except the feelings are always somehow unique to each community. Be it in school, cat class, mpm, snsj. It's indescribable. :D Let's keep this special fire burning, guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. CAT CLASS HANG OUT:&lt;br /&gt;Included only 4 people: Me, Rachel, Dennis and Jonathan, which was less than expected. I flipped when Dennis said "My brother went for your camp leh." Then I double flipped after I asked who. He said "Randell." Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I discovered I'm a natural at prawning (Says them. I thought it was quite duh.) since it was my first time there. I swear, IT'S NOTHING TO BE PROUD OF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to watch Tron. [When I first saw the poster, I was like "Wow, sci-fi! So kewl OH WAIT DAMN ITS DISNEY. SCREW IT."] Idk what really happened in the movie because I fell asleep halfway. Like after the main chara said "I'm going to open the portal and escape with my dad." (Aka the main objective of the entire movie), I fell asleep. Then I woke up when they were almost done going through the portal. Missed like 1 hour of action and good graphics luh. But I swear this isn't as bad as the time I watch Narnia: The witch the lion and the wardrobe. That one I slept after they just opened the wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. MALAYSIA TOMORROW!&lt;br /&gt;Self explanatory. Bye blog! I SWEAR I WILL BLOG AGAIN IN 5 DAYS.&lt;br /&gt;Merry christmas to anyone and everyone! Celebrate the birth of our saviour! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-6937705461737943356?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/6937705461737943356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=6937705461737943356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/6937705461737943356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/6937705461737943356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2010/12/2-weeks-of-no-blogging-and-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/TROMXpr8A9I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/whwimeIeltc/s72-c/63204_1569612765755_1398544440_31476287_7338998_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-6418515230722452623</id><published>2010-12-08T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T00:22:23.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I decided not to stand here and watch my blog burn. Into the depths of the cyber world. Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Coffee is a vicious cycle. You start drinking it one day, then you wont be able to sleep. (Esp if you have an amazing caffein-retaining body like mine) Then you get tired the next day and need to drink another cup. This proves that I don't need to run on mugging to stay awake. :D It also unfortunately means I need a neverending supply of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I can't believe I visited the Southern part of Singapore (you know, the epic tourism place.) for the past THREE consecutive days. I mean, I didn't ever set foot there since forever, and now I know how to tour the place like a pro. (Aka, acquired a useless skill.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I have been doing nothing at home for the whole of last week. My schedule involved only 4 things: Switch on the computer, eat, shower, sleep. Repeat. I blame the majority of my friends who zaoed overseas. And on the fifth day of stoning, I began to question my (3IQ) sanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeeeeell, this blog is still entering haitus mode.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-6418515230722452623?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/6418515230722452623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=6418515230722452623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/6418515230722452623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/6418515230722452623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-decided-not-to-stand-here-and-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-662027004912422770</id><published>2010-11-29T15:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T15:54:54.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOL I KNEW IT. I FAIL AS A BLOGGER.&lt;br /&gt;-entering haitus mode-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-662027004912422770?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/662027004912422770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=662027004912422770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/662027004912422770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/662027004912422770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2010/11/lol-i-knew-it.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-6809097065893926037</id><published>2010-11-23T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T01:23:46.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Prom was one word: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SURREAL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I can't imagine leaving St Nicks next year (no, I didn't purposely try and get retained). Being in the same school, sometimes with the same people, for 10 years straight makes me wonder if going to another school's a joke. This is where we all grew, and I can say out right that SN is the best place to grow up in. THE BEST, YOU HEAR ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom doesn't feel sad, it doesn't feel like a finale of 10 years. It felt like a cohort get-together of some sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, THANK YOU, FOUR FAITH. You guys are the BEST CLASS I've ever been in. THE BEST.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-6809097065893926037?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/6809097065893926037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=6809097065893926037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/6809097065893926037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/6809097065893926037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2010/11/prom-was-one-word-surreal.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-4106741386157247194</id><published>2010-11-17T22:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T23:39:13.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Surprisingly, I can't find a better blogskin than this after 1 hour of searching. Heck, it'll get changed next year. So I lamely set the tab colour above to white, because it reminds me of a piano when you hover over it. IN FIREFOX. I know, it actually doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today sucks, because I forgot to get coffee at starbucks, so for once after os I'm feeling sleepy. Even worse, it appears I'm going out every single day this week. See, I just made 5 typos in this paragraph. (Well, not that you can see cos I edited them. Uh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to play pool at safra with justin and chris after eoy camp meeting. It took like, 15 minutes to convince and get chris out of his house. Yeesh. And safra became a construction site, but the stuff was moved to a smaller building which I bet no genius can find. But us being no genius, it was a piece of cake. Sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, POOL (like bowling) SUCKS. Not like I had skills in the first place. After like 4 continous failed attempts at breaking, doing signature accidental curve balls, missing the ball after aiming (ikr, idk how that's possible either) and idiot-proof lessons on aiming "Straight. Straight. Straight. SEE?" (i swear the action looked wrong.), I DID A HALF DECENT BREAK. It felt like I got an A1 for... chinese. Then I realised that I was actually using my nonexistant arm muscles to whack the ball. And weaklings should be using body weight. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate subway with the remainder of the 10 bucks extorted from justin. Well, I did tell him he could repay me with a downpayment first, then in installments in compound interest after he gets more money. But it wasn't my fault he stupidly rejected the offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went for church triduum later, and the p&amp;amp;w before mass was awesome. Then father kenny got a damn shiok birthday song from the entire congregation. For the first time seeing that, it. Was. COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-4106741386157247194?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/4106741386157247194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=4106741386157247194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/4106741386157247194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/4106741386157247194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2010/11/surprisingly-i-cant-find-better.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-8817140182383022348</id><published>2010-11-15T23:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T09:11:08.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>K, right now, I'm running on $6.10 peppermint mocha bought from starbucks at City Link 5 hours ago, advertising under the "Treat somebody!" sign. I treated myself I guess. (My brain's accustomed to storing useless details okay.) Sleep can wait a long long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, time to finally blog random rant-able stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ETERNAL SLACKDOM:&lt;br /&gt;Like everyone else, I feel strangely NORMAL. Which isn't the right thing to feel after 4 years of gruelling torture's been thrown off your back. Whatever. Time to rip my entry proof to shreds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio MCQ was extremely weird. Cambridge should seriously give us nice questions, without grey areas, so stupid kids like me won't get tricked. Like really, even people like us can't think: If carbon dioxide can be recycled, why can't oxygen too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Post-Os:&lt;br /&gt;Was spent bowling with Guixian, Qiaoer, Celeste, while Mayshuen and Yuhui stoned. Heng for these people, if not I would've be stuck at home with my laptop, ds and ps2 and whatever locked up in my mom's room and I'll end up flipping through the tv. And believe me, no one would wanna waste their life like that after Os.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOWLING SUCKS. And I thought my skills were good. Like with my damn cool throw-like-ah-ma skills. (Inside joke from last year) Okay, the first game was good. If you consider surpassing Qiaoer good. :D Then I started long kanging like mad dog during the second game, until you can draw a straight line for the number of dashes they put on the scoreboard. 13/20 TIMES. Record siol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Pre-post-Os:&lt;br /&gt;Aka, after chem MCQ last friday, whereby everyone was in holiday mood already. To all you people who haven't taken Os critising this fact and saying "you should be studying!" (I would say that, last year), lemme tell you that YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING YET. &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so, watched The Incite Mill: Seven Days Of Death Game with Jemie, Guixian, Celeste, Mengdi, Mayshuen and Daphne, aka bball gang, after playing bball. And our skills were like shit. I mean, we took what, 5 tries to get the damn ball into the damn hoop. Plus we forgot that you could actually dribble in basketball and ended up just passing. Studying seriously numbs the senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, THE MOVIE WAS AWESOME. Because it was japanese. And we DID try convincing ronghui to come watch, instead of her being lame and studying C lit at home. Her arguement went from "I'd actually rather go watch megamind. (GASP)" to "It's Japanese!" to "I don't like the way Japanese speak" to "But you need to read the subtitles and watch at the same time!". So I told her to be a man (like me), called her racist, told Celeste to speak Japanese to her to torture her, then gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie started with the exact same main character from deathnote. This guy is seriously acting in all the japanese psychological thrillers. Gosh. Mengdi was sort of squealing and swooning while Jemie was like "aiyah, this guy again!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the more ironic thing being: The 'death game' started with him taking a part time job of an hourly fee of like 80 k yen. That's like S$1200 man. Then later that night, I was watching K-On! (some random anime) and Mugi was asking Ritsu, "How about this part time job?" in like the exact same stand-in-front-of-the-magazine-rack-in-the-bookshop scene in the movie. And Ritsu replied "What? 70 000 yen per hour? That's way too suspicious." Like eh? High schoolers can tell that a shitload of money for a part time job's suspicious while the grown up dude in the movie can't. I marvel at the world of the Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, blogging feels unnatural now. I swear I would post regularly due to intense boredom from holidays. And to all you tweeters/ tumblrers saying blogging are for outdated people, I DON'T CARE YO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-8817140182383022348?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/8817140182383022348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=8817140182383022348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/8817140182383022348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/8817140182383022348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2010/11/k-right-now-im-running-on-6_15.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-3127998487830337363</id><published>2010-11-04T00:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T01:10:30.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DEAR BLOG,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I type before you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, happy belated FOURTH birthday. Yes, I still remember, 28th October. (Aka, the date PSLE ended 4 long years ago.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I sincerely apologise for abandoning you due to the dreaded/dreading/STILL dreadening O levels. And I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PROMISE&lt;/span&gt; I WILL REVIVE YOU FOR REAL after the whole ordeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading previous posts make me want to blog man. Even though I know there's nothing much to blog, BUT I DON'T CARE. I WANT TO BLOG. HERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye blog, I'll seeya on 15th November. YOU BETTER WAIT FOR ME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-3127998487830337363?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/3127998487830337363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=3127998487830337363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/3127998487830337363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/3127998487830337363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2010/11/dear-blog-yes-i-type-before-you.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-5638821702244272223</id><published>2010-04-01T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T22:20:53.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>April fools 2010 is the most epic april fools in the history of april fools man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of sheer boredom, I sent like 7 of my guy friends "Hey, wanna be my girlfriend?"(NOTE THE GENDER CONFUSIONESS) and received priceless expressions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Justin: Lol. Who yu wanna make jealous? (EPIC FAIL. And I thought no one would fall for it)&lt;br /&gt;Gab: Eh your friend using your phone ah? (no.)&lt;br /&gt;Ian: Crazy dick. (BESTED)&lt;br /&gt;Roniel: Hey, wanna be my boyfriend? (Wait, what? no.)&lt;br /&gt;Weichong: I'm not a girl! (Yes you are)&lt;br /&gt;Chris: What the jizz? Lawl. (Well, that was expected)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I AM TOTALLY DOING THIS EVERY YEAR. Good job to me and cheok for coming up with this shit last year. Then Cheok sent it to her bro, Haokiet and Ko, Gerald AGAIN this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers were also unexpectedly very fail:&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Sherwood came into the classroom, sat down behind the teacher's table and said "Good night, everyone". Yeah, sure made me flip.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Seth Tan made his class invade ours before elit. Then told us we'll be having a SS test later in the day. How creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fell for everyone's tricks, even if I kept telling myself not to be stupid and stay on guard the whole day:&lt;br /&gt;I koped Hillary's ultra super minty sweets and she told me "Eh, take another one. It'll neutralise the spiciness." Then I was like "Yeah right. Happy April fools day to you too." But she said, "No really! These are like algebra candy. Negative plus negative equals positive." AND I BELIEVED HER and took another sweet. And until it reached my mouth cavity, Hillary said "God bless." Yeah, sure made me ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weichong's one was priceless and doesn't deserve to be posted up here. Made me realise how much of an ass he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end. Thought I was really going to revive my blog? NO. APRIL FOOLS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-5638821702244272223?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/5638821702244272223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=5638821702244272223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/5638821702244272223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/5638821702244272223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-fools-2010-is-most-epic-april.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-3020278040587898961</id><published>2010-03-31T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T22:23:14.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey blog, guess what, I'm back, for the first time in 3 months already. 3 MONTHS MAN!&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully that was long enough for my readers to know that its not worth coming back to visit this dead blog and stay off &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;permanently&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I DO want to blog, and I DONT care who the hell's reading this, because I'm a free man!&lt;br /&gt;And no, blog, I will not fill you with negative thoughts cos these thoughts've stayed out of mind and never coming back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okairi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-3020278040587898961?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/3020278040587898961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=3020278040587898961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/3020278040587898961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/3020278040587898961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2010/04/hey-blog-guess-what-im-back-for-first.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-9186161552877002709</id><published>2010-01-26T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T22:09:12.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm gonna kill my blog now, I dont care if it's dead already, or that it's been existing for 5 years already, I'm gonna kill it.&lt;br /&gt;There's like 10000000000000 things I wanna type here, but the fact that there're poeple reading puts me off.&lt;br /&gt;Bye blog. It was nice knowing you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-9186161552877002709?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/9186161552877002709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=9186161552877002709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/9186161552877002709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/9186161552877002709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-gonna-kill-my-blog-now-i-dont-care.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-7082766549463161033</id><published>2010-01-15T22:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T22:19:39.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First most hectic week of the year finally over. Dead beat and guess what, IT JUST GETS WORSE. Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;School still sucks, nonetheless. It's completely, thoroughly impossible to stay optimistic in school, cos everyone just kills your mood, unintentionally or intentionally.&lt;br /&gt;Anticipating more crap to come. Hope we don't back down just yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-7082766549463161033?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/7082766549463161033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=7082766549463161033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/7082766549463161033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/7082766549463161033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-most-hectic-week-of-year-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-4826617561598629579</id><published>2010-01-06T17:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T17:52:31.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"He refused to wallow in self-pity. In fact, the worse things got for him, the more intent he seemed on making sure no one around him was saddened by him" - Have a Little Faith, Mitch Albom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I love this book. I dont even wanna finish it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-4826617561598629579?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/4826617561598629579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=4826617561598629579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/4826617561598629579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/4826617561598629579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2010/01/he-refused-to-wallow-in-self-pity.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-3647358381962017915</id><published>2010-01-05T22:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T22:26:09.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This can be officially the worst day of 2010. And I am not making an overstatement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of school was damn awesome man! There's like endless crap to laugh about, too much to catch up with, and for once, I listened damn hard in class.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad it had to end there, cos I've got hit by the worst fever I ever had, ON THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL. So yeah, lost of motivation and inspiration, no mood for study, too many negative thoughts, bored as hell and feeling sucky. GG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-3647358381962017915?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/3647358381962017915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=3647358381962017915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/3647358381962017915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/3647358381962017915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-can-be-officially-worst-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-2209599932357193974</id><published>2010-01-02T09:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T09:58:16.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I have learnt, as rule of thumb, never to ask whether you can do something. Say, instead, that you &lt;u&gt;are doing it&lt;/u&gt;. Then fasten your seat belt. The most remarkable things follow." - Julia Cameron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-2209599932357193974?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/2209599932357193974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=2209599932357193974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/2209599932357193974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/2209599932357193974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-have-learnt-as-rule-of-thumb-never-to.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-3449751353785809639</id><published>2009-12-31T17:54:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T19:57:16.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last few hours of 2009. Like, finally man! I've been waiting for this day since 2008.&lt;br /&gt;Well, in general, this year has sucked big time and I've wasted the whole year. Haha, looks like my 2007 new year resolution to make every year better than the last broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay fine, the year didnt entirely suck. Cos life always offers the people around you that really make your burden so much less. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KUDOS to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;3FAITH - Self-explanatory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; Squadmates! - Also self-explanatory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; Tseying, Cheok, Yanyi, Amanda, Veron - For so-called sticking with me since sec1/2 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; Bball gang: Daphne, Jemie, Yuhui, Mayshuen, Qiaoer, Ronghui, Celeste, GuiXian, Amanda -Basketball ftw! You guys rock, seriously. My school life has been 50% better with you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt; YCS! And the awesome people I'm glad I met &amp;amp; know: Marvyn, Weichong, Ian, Gab - Really, my last month of the year has been so much more fun and less daunting cos of you guys. Yeah and thanks Marvyn, for entertaining us all with your randomness. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt; Kieron (Didn't think you'd see your name here eh.) - Yeah, thanks for, well, everything! I feel so much less lonely when I talk to you. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt; CC3 - For another great journey with God this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt; White badge - Haha, being your squad nco is not a tough job at all, cos you all have put in so much effort throughout this year. Keep working hard guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9.&lt;/span&gt; Everyone else who've given me the opportunity to do stuff I never imagined myself doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10.&lt;/span&gt; Last but &lt;u&gt;NOT LEAST&lt;/u&gt;, my family! - For well, mostly everything I guess. :D&lt;/blockquote&gt;K, I know I missed out alot of people. Too lazy to think that much. But hey, thanks everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Happy 2010!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-3449751353785809639?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/3449751353785809639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=3449751353785809639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/3449751353785809639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/3449751353785809639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-few-hours-of-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-196454067247698595</id><published>2009-12-30T13:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T13:51:03.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New blogskin, for, uh, a new year I guess. I dunno, it wasnt intentional.&lt;br /&gt;Well, the retarded picture at the top was annoying and puts me off blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck. Avatar 3D was AWESOME. Like, you get to see blue chicken/monkey hybrid people fighting the military. I mean, how many times in your life can you see that huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/SzrqAOxDi8I/AAAAAAAAAZA/G-UJELJ0fBk/s1600-h/1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 19px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/SzrqAOxDi8I/AAAAAAAAAZA/G-UJELJ0fBk/s400/1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420902391178562498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be a nice anti climax though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-196454067247698595?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/196454067247698595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=196454067247698595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/196454067247698595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/196454067247698595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-blogskin-for-uh-new-year-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/SzrqAOxDi8I/AAAAAAAAAZA/G-UJELJ0fBk/s72-c/1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-7654748370267883047</id><published>2009-12-23T16:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T16:49:59.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS IS THE BEST HOLIDAY EVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos the whole month's been eaten up with ycs, ycs and more ycs, and I wouldn't want it any other way.&lt;br /&gt;Carolling (3 days ago) was awesome! Even if it was the first one I've ever attended, I'll say that it was a huge success. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I can say I have learnt alot during this last month of 2009, and that I have &lt;s&gt;no&lt;/s&gt; few regrets to move on to the next year. (O LEVELS, HERE I COME.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo, christmas in 2 days! Chomp chomp tomorrow! Bigass sugarcane jugs siol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-7654748370267883047?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/7654748370267883047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=7654748370267883047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/7654748370267883047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/7654748370267883047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-is-best-holiday-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-7770069010367141262</id><published>2009-12-08T09:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T09:49:12.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally back from the most hectic week of the year (DTC, move house, YCS EOYS), and savouring all the bittersweetness of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can safely say that ycs eoy 09 was really the best camp I've ever been to, even though attendance could be way better and I wasnt a participant. Believe it or not, all the retarded jokes, responsibilities and suaning really woke my mind up. I can admit I've went all out during this camp, been stupid to the max and I feel zero regrets. Call me annoying, I dont care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logistics wasnt as bad as I thought, though it seriously gets super boring after making syrup, moving all the stuff down to the canteen area, then slacking and talking crap for every 1 hour before meal time. But hey, good experience, and I dont mind being given the same job next year. (This is not a hint.) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Efficiency&lt;/span&gt; is the key to success in life! (quote Ian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time being in a camp committee, and I really think everyone tried their best, and without them, the camp wouldnt be as awesome. And from the bottom of my heart, just wanna say thanks to SEXY CINNAMON. (Blame John for the group name heh) = Gabriel, Marvyn, Weichong, Ian, John, Lester, Bryan, Vikkash. We cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[insert group pic here]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all these sweet memories etched in my mind, I dont bother typing out a damn long post consisting of day one to day four. Or making stupid comments for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. YCS EOYS 2009 FTW! Seeya guys during carolling! :D -spastic clap-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-7770069010367141262?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/7770069010367141262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=7770069010367141262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/7770069010367141262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/7770069010367141262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/12/finally-back-from-most-hectic-week-of.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-1598052646241641772</id><published>2009-11-27T18:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T19:02:43.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>27th November shall be a historical day self-proclaimed by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After asking people "Hey, should I cut my hair short?" and getting the repeated answer "no", I went to EC house on impulse and cut my hair to neck length for the first time since p3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont ask me why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time you see me and ask "Omg, Carrie, is that you?", expect the answer "Carrie's dead, I'm her evil twin."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-1598052646241641772?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/1598052646241641772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=1598052646241641772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/1598052646241641772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/1598052646241641772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/11/27th-november-shall-be-historical-day.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-4747083683270457749</id><published>2009-11-26T20:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T20:49:36.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woots, LAN with gab, marvyn &amp;amp; weichong today for 5hours! Seriously the best dota/ L4D2 moment ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lamely put my name as "Rawr" in L4D2. And weichong and marvyn (born-to-be special infected) somehow started stalking me and whacking me like hell. Like when weichong jump out from nowhere, screams "Rawr!" and then get shot dead before touching the ground. The funniest thing I've ever seen man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I changed my name to "stop stalking me". Which didnt work. Instead, marvyn changed his name to "I'm stalking you". Which resulted in random screaming - "Start stalking stop stalking me!" and random instances of "I'm stalking you killed stop stalking me".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dota was the best round I ever played. Even though I got ksed like multiple times. Used lion, necrolyte and axe (woots for nukers). &amp;amp; Weichong was being damn joke while using lion on the last round. Quote marvyn, "We tell him to impale, he voodoo. We tell him to voodoo, he finger. Then we tell him to whack, he run." Wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I'd say my 5 hours were not wasted, thou I keep saying gaming is a waste of time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-4747083683270457749?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/4747083683270457749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=4747083683270457749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/4747083683270457749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/4747083683270457749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/11/woots-lan-with-gab-marvyn-weichong.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-5523505371261407368</id><published>2009-11-25T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T23:40:36.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woohoo, sports carnival today. (Thou I dont really see a need to celebrate this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST ever "organised" pd which resulted in 6 casualties. Fortunately there were only abrasions and fainting. And zero deaths. Plus, we get to get to watch cheerleading right in the front with the excuse of watching out for any casualties. Apart from that, sports carnival is nothing. I mean, they didnt even annouce which house won, but I dont think it was necessary cos everyone knows red house won from the start alrd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then later, flag day. Which is failed to a certain extent. We all gave up after 2 hours, sat around, and thanked people who saw us as pathetic and gave money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, moving all the tins to HQ = Horror. (Self explainatory)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et cetra, nothing interesting to blog about, really.&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL PLEASE START SOON.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-5523505371261407368?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/5523505371261407368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=5523505371261407368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/5523505371261407368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/5523505371261407368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/11/woohoo-sports-carnival-today.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-530558593232761555</id><published>2009-11-24T17:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T17:31:27.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Holidays suck. They make you go brain-dead. Then it devours you a little inside. Then you die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't say I didnt try to make myself be occupied. But it never occured to me that even doing the most fascinating &amp;amp; interesting things which have so much trill in the beginning can become so damn boring even after one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you asked me to describe life right now, I'd tell you its blasé. (Check the dictionary, smartass)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never imagined myself saying this, but, SCHOOL, PLEASE START SOON.&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, sport's day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, the school's flying off to toa payoh.&lt;br /&gt;Darn you, industralisation &amp;amp; hello, nostalgia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-530558593232761555?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/530558593232761555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=530558593232761555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/530558593232761555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/530558593232761555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/11/holidays-suck.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-7736535010949817405</id><published>2009-11-20T15:13:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T08:38:09.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Still. Rotting. At. Home.&lt;br /&gt;Well at least its not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; mundane. Or I might go sucidal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Gunz = another waste-time game during this waste-time holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/SwZB8jyDbII/AAAAAAAAAYY/AE2EIT4R9ZM/s1600/gunz.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/SwZB8jyDbII/AAAAAAAAAYY/AE2EIT4R9ZM/s320/gunz.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406080911357996162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, the key to winning at this game is utilising all the glitches in this game to your own advantage. Like animation cancelling. Seriously, how far can people go just to win a game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Programming on VB.NET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/SwZEAEy0TII/AAAAAAAAAYo/xQzvixhsTns/s1600/VB.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/SwZEAEy0TII/AAAAAAAAAYo/xQzvixhsTns/s320/VB.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406083170782432386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I dont know what got over me to go resort to typing mindless codes for no reason. Don't ask me anything, cos I'm still a noob who doesnt know 100 other variables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Dragonica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/SwZGx-yF-gI/AAAAAAAAAYw/P2DKyHkJ_l8/s1600/dragonica2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/SwZGx-yF-gI/AAAAAAAAAYw/P2DKyHkJ_l8/s320/dragonica2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406086227185498626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(fantastic screenshot)&lt;br /&gt;Have been reduced to nothing not long ago, but here's in tribute to it. Well, it was fun while it lasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I admit, I'm wasting my life doing nothing much. I'm resorting to homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-7736535010949817405?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/7736535010949817405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=7736535010949817405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/7736535010949817405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/7736535010949817405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/11/still.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/SwZB8jyDbII/AAAAAAAAAYY/AE2EIT4R9ZM/s72-c/gunz.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-4508422928298928434</id><published>2009-11-14T00:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T22:56:50.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Welcome back, awesomely dead blog.&lt;br /&gt;Partly explains that my life is going in a too-routine order. But who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched 2012 ystd, with chris and kieron = damn good. Unfortunately, they showed more action than sci-fi. And the vatican collapsing. And they should rename this movie "Hi-tech noah's ark". But I still think Armageddon and The Day the Earth Stood Still beats this, although all apocalyptic movies are bascially  the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No cca today, which also means I could've went for laser tag. But unfortunately, had to go see the juniors train. (otherwise I fail in being their nco ._.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hey, today was actually kind of interesting:&lt;br /&gt;Dad went to pick up bro from school and bro picked up this (damn cool) nokia phone on the road side. With the liquid display screen GG. So my bro passed me the phone since he was going to camp later, and the phone started ringing. Unfortunately, one is unable to pick up a call on a hit-and-run phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So took out the sim card and put into my own (worse) phone, and prayed for the dude to call back. Too bad for him, cos shortly after, the sim card got disabled. Great. Just when the phone got found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I browsed through the contacts for a promising number to call. And spotted many people's names that I know. For example, I can tell this dude confirm was from monfort IT, or whatever they call it there. Told ya you can never be safe from people in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Good job to him, cos he put his mom's number under "mom". Called and the cliched return-phone-back story continues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-4508422928298928434?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/4508422928298928434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=4508422928298928434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/4508422928298928434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/4508422928298928434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/11/welcome-back-awesomely-dead-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-1141793749966901015</id><published>2009-10-29T13:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T13:56:43.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YESSSH. After wasting the whole morning on gimp, got a (quite &lt;s&gt;good&lt;/s&gt; not bad) articuno, made from scratch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/Suktrhs3phI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/KX6I-xxCeoM/s1600-h/Articuno.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/Suktrhs3phI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/KX6I-xxCeoM/s320/Articuno.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397895854184441362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, you can spot as many mistakes as you want but I dont care. Partly cos gimp screwed up in transection from a xcf to gif file. ._.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, kudos to Sandy who suggested me to waste time drawing an articuno. FTW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-1141793749966901015?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/1141793749966901015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=1141793749966901015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/1141793749966901015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/1141793749966901015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/10/yesssh.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/Suktrhs3phI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/KX6I-xxCeoM/s72-c/Articuno.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-1612656026101033540</id><published>2009-10-28T22:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T22:35:31.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy birthday, blog. I know you're reading this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-1612656026101033540?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/1612656026101033540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=1612656026101033540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/1612656026101033540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/1612656026101033540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-8840965069429065209</id><published>2009-10-25T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T08:22:59.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>400th post! In which I have to waste this historical moment with a super boring entry.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I was waiting for this blog's birthday (3 days later LOL) to post, but I got sick of waiting. Well, not that there's anything to blog about today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up with my mom telling me that yanyi called that THERE IS BFA PRACTICAL TODAY. Good job to me, cos I totally forgot.&lt;br /&gt;So I amazingly got ready at breakneck speed to school to find out that it sort of started late cos need to wait for the people earlier. Ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bfa was quite fail, with alot of critism about how loose I tie elevation sling and how tight I tie head bandage. I know, I don't get it either.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Line of the day:&lt;br /&gt;"you can successfully fail at life" (talking abt gaming) - Probably the most ingenious oxymoronic line I've ever made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phrase of the day:&lt;br /&gt;You be the judge. I will be the jury. Except, instead of paying attention and taking notes, I'll be doing a Sudoku. You hear that, court system? STOP CALLING ME FOR JURY DUTY!  I have the attention span of&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-8840965069429065209?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/8840965069429065209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=8840965069429065209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/8840965069429065209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/8840965069429065209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/10/300th-post-in-which-i-have-to-waste.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-4644321399234958976</id><published>2009-10-20T22:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T23:20:39.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Congrats to SNGS on ENGINEERING WEEK, which was ultra amusing I tell ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. SPVC (solar powered vehicle comp) = FAIL. Seriously. The car could move with batteries (a few days ago) but for some reason, the base died and couldnt move 1 cm. Ohwell, at least we know how to make/ destroy a solar car, which is a somewhat useless skill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Free lunch. (Self-explainatory) = WIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Went to meet classmates, who fortunately came after SPVC, so they dont see and cry over our marvellous defeat. But unfortunately, 3faith supporters compared to the other class was like 1:2. (Not a big deal actually, until mayshuen complained about it on fb lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Waited damn long for the opening ceremony of ENGINEERING WEEK. Meanwhile, I amused myself by shaking the whole row of chairs (which rocked dangerously due to moments) and annoy mayshuen with loud, lousy beatboxing. (until the dude 2 rows in front turned around to stare)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Engineering week's theme of the year: "Its not magic, its &lt;s&gt;harry potter&lt;/s&gt; engineering."&lt;br /&gt;Some VIP dude went up to give a very enlightening, boring speech, and at the end said "I hereby declare engineering week o~~~"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "what the heck, did he just declare engineering week OVER?"&lt;br /&gt;Yuhui: "No, he said "open"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polys showed a couple of propaganda videos, which unexpectedly worked. Damn, I feel like forfeiting JC for poly now. ._.&lt;br /&gt;Followed by magic show by this joker teacher. ('its not magic, its engineering', yeah right.) but really, I doubt anything he did was linked to engineering. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Random skits etcetc.&lt;br /&gt;Best part: They showed a vid of SPVC earlier in the day. And I got alot of air time lol. Mostly me sleeping and fiddling with Xinlu's car. Damn joke. The pig car still got more air time than me though. Freaking imba lah that car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. ESQ (engineering science quiz) was super exciting. (not. Lol.) Me, Yuhui and mayshuen were swearing like nuts during the buzzer section and at wrong questions. Hahah. Apparantly, Xinlu's group only spammed buzzing at the last 2 questions. But ohwell, they got 3rd place man! Not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Lucky draw was fail. Mostly because this dude called Bryan had his name called out like 5+ times. He prolly asked his whole school to write his name man. Plus the dude drawing out the names must have had a hand that only attracts to chestnut drive's entries. Ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End. Kudos to Mayshuen and Yuhui, who without, might result in a trishaw instead of a solar car.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-4644321399234958976?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/4644321399234958976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=4644321399234958976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/4644321399234958976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/4644321399234958976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/10/congrats-to-sngs-on-engineering-week.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-8842634436627560901</id><published>2009-10-19T20:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T20:32:02.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoo, finally, an end-of-exams celebration! (I know, I'm slow.)&lt;br /&gt;With kieron and chris, which is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played basketball, in which I owned. Hahah. Seriously, after exams, even though the confidence of playing/shooting hoops is lost, when you're out there in front of the hoop, everything comes back. Played the retarded HORSE game, which if you spell out the entire word by missing hoops, you lose. Apparantly, 5 letters aren't sufficient for good entertainment, so the horse became a dragon to an elephant. (I suggested using my full name. Lol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best part: I was passing ball to kieron, when out of nowhere, chris came out from behind for godness knows why. And woots, I got a head-on collision. (on accident of course) Good thing it wasnt exam period or I'd get a concussion and fail or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to kieron's house and played random ds games via download. Bleach was fail cos kept getting first blooded, and wth, I didnt know Bonnie/ Orihime could actually be played well. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Kieron's cat is super amusing I tell you. Has random tail spasms; the ability to continue sleeping even after being whacked by a tennis ball and to shift into yoga position by stirring in her sleep. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met chris' friends, james and andy, and played pool (FOR THE FIRST TIME) at serangoon CC afterwards. And I felt ALOT of beginner's luck. ALOT. It wasn't bad, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yeah, the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-8842634436627560901?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/8842634436627560901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=8842634436627560901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/8842634436627560901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/8842634436627560901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/10/whoo-finally-end-of-exams-celebration-i.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-5899796277426667309</id><published>2009-10-17T16:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T16:53:08.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After laning with the ycs exco people, I can hereby conclude that&lt;br /&gt;MY GAMING SKILLS &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;SUCK&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Like, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;SUCK&lt;/span&gt;, in bold and italics and caps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez, only 1 kill in dota (not ks) and like 4 kills in CS. (I mean, people get 20++ kills, I get FOUR.)&lt;br /&gt;Hopeless sia.&lt;br /&gt;Nvm, its the passion that counts! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, even if my gaming skills are going downwards, drawing skills have improved man.&lt;br /&gt;And I cant help but admire the (not-so-epic) dragon I drew ystd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/StmFY0gVzGI/AAAAAAAAAYA/qBae5Ca-nSo/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/StmFY0gVzGI/AAAAAAAAAYA/qBae5Ca-nSo/s320/Picture+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393488690210524258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/StmFZeB7wPI/AAAAAAAAAYI/QS9yWJQxPwM/s1600-h/Picture+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/StmFZeB7wPI/AAAAAAAAAYI/QS9yWJQxPwM/s320/Picture+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393488701357277426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I cant help it! The transformation from a sketch to a drawing with details is just cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-5899796277426667309?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/5899796277426667309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=5899796277426667309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/5899796277426667309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/5899796277426667309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/10/after-laning-with-ycs-exco-people-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/StmFY0gVzGI/AAAAAAAAAYA/qBae5Ca-nSo/s72-c/Picture+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-3623321877705063074</id><published>2009-10-16T18:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T19:05:08.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Games day today.&lt;br /&gt;And I can't help but emphasize that this is the LAST games day held in the premises (I hate that phrase) and for our cohort.&lt;br /&gt;Which only means we made this year's games day a super awesome one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole "bball gang" or whatever you want to callit, went to play captains ball, in which we owned.&lt;br /&gt;First game was worst- Guixian (quite typically) used her whole body to block the ball, and fell and sustained multiple injuries. While I took the ball and scored. Haha, I put my hat off to Guixian sia. Cos without that extra score, we would've gotten a tie, which will result in a lower score, which will, ultimately, result in us not being able to enter the semi finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And YESH we got into the FINALS. Which is amazing. But aiyah, Wisdom play so zai, so ended up 2nd. Good enough thou. :D&lt;br /&gt;ARIGATOU 3FAITH FOR BEING SUCH AN AWESOME CLASS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-3623321877705063074?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/3623321877705063074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=3623321877705063074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/3623321877705063074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/3623321877705063074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/10/games-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-5784620058687588795</id><published>2009-10-15T23:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T23:52:48.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After countless tutorials on how to use gimp2 (another non-user-friendly interface. To me.), and result!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/StdEht_OdoI/AAAAAAAAAX4/-_abLIvJkBw/s1600-h/Poring%21.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/StdEht_OdoI/AAAAAAAAAX4/-_abLIvJkBw/s320/Poring%21.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392854424870614658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, its a poring. For anyone curious out there, no, I'm not playing ragnarok anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Not the best shading on Earth, cos using a mouse to shade is super hard when you dont have the curve tool. ._.&lt;br /&gt;But hey, its a first.&lt;br /&gt;And I've just realised this' the first drawing I've drawn for the year. Wasted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-5784620058687588795?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/5784620058687588795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=5784620058687588795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/5784620058687588795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/5784620058687588795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/10/after-countless-tutorials-on-how-to-use.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/StdEht_OdoI/AAAAAAAAAX4/-_abLIvJkBw/s72-c/Poring%21.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-5696412614039525451</id><published>2009-10-15T01:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T01:19:45.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SPVC practice session today was 1 word: EPIC FAIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, the stupid solar car doesnt even move. But at least we have mdm suah's physics theory.&lt;br /&gt;Like how putting the gears to the side of 1 wheel (not the whole axel) actually reduces moments.&lt;br /&gt;And how air resistance needs to be reduced by aerodynamics.&lt;br /&gt;And how we need 3 wheels instead of 4. (Which I don't know how relates to physics)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, hopefully if we win, we get to keep the money and earn some glory (no, not for the school). And even if we dont, I still get a refund for buying 3 motors and wires and switch etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Still cant shake off the feeling that my mind is working damn subconsciously. Like you know the feeling when you're trying to study social studies, but instead, you're just staring at the book and nothing goes in. Not exactly subconciously, but you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I'm just tired.&lt;br /&gt;Either way, I still suck at playing wc3 maps with a subconscious mind.&lt;br /&gt;I can do awesome when I'm thinking. No, really. (I'm lying)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-5696412614039525451?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/5696412614039525451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=5696412614039525451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/5696412614039525451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/5696412614039525451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/10/spvc-practice-session-today-was-1-word.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-7921017856920289697</id><published>2009-10-13T18:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T11:33:45.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After like months of gruelling torture &amp;amp; studying (which I dont even know if the efforts will be apparant in the results), I can finally &lt;b&gt;SLACK MY WAY TO FREEDOM.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And see, told ya, things WILL go back to normal after exams.&lt;br /&gt;Plus after planning what to do during hols, I dont think I can even achieve them in my short lifetime. Eg, fully learning good relative pitch (Probably take up the whole holidays); go back to drawing/ drawing on the comp; become a PRO (yes, a PRO) at dota (WITH the theoretical knowledge of heros - which will take up a long time); BASKETBALL ftw; come back to school next year and spin pens and beatbox like nuts&lt;br /&gt;Etc etc. There're too many that I cant organise 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add on, the 4 camps I'm supposed to go to during hols. ._. CC3; DTC; YCS EOYS; ANCO (Which I &lt;s&gt;hopefully&lt;/s&gt; doubt can make it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slackdom all the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-7921017856920289697?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/7921017856920289697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=7921017856920289697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/7921017856920289697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/7921017856920289697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/10/after-like-months-of-gruelling-torture.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-378707883521541263</id><published>2009-10-12T13:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T13:45:41.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Never imagined myself saying this but ITS THE LAST DAY (of the year) FOR MUGGING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, i have to admit, amaths paper today was probably the best/worst experience ever.&lt;br /&gt;Near the end of the (suspiciously easy) questions (or maybe I got tricked multiple times), got hit by some kind of a headache plus this sudden drop in mood. And i kept thinking "Screw this paper". And I did. So I just slept, woke up and realised I havent check or done the questions I skipped. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why, but I craved for sleep more, so what to do, I went back to sleep until the end of the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably the worst way to have a exam, but GAH, I NEED R&amp;amp;R.&lt;br /&gt;Elit tmr might face the same fate as the amaths paper, but I really hope not. (Screw elit!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-378707883521541263?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/378707883521541263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=378707883521541263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/378707883521541263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/378707883521541263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/10/never-imagined-myself-saying-this-but.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-2008676528050360887</id><published>2009-10-08T12:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T12:42:47.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>From physics TYS:&lt;br /&gt;"A man who weighs 500N runs up a stairs of &lt;b&gt;5 metres&lt;/b&gt; in &lt;b&gt;4 seconds&lt;/b&gt;. What power does he have?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Superhuman."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-2008676528050360887?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/2008676528050360887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=2008676528050360887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/2008676528050360887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/2008676528050360887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/10/from-physics-tys-man-who-weighs-500n.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-1941626318759748574</id><published>2009-09-30T11:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T13:37:28.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The anticipation creeping up 5 minutes before 8am;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher enunciating, "You may begin";&lt;br /&gt;The familiar adrenaline pumping through your veins;&lt;br /&gt;The rustle of papers and clamber for pens;&lt;br /&gt;The frequent glance at the mocking hands of the clock;&lt;br /&gt;The hours that whizz past like a minute;&lt;br /&gt;The never-ending&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thoughts shooting around inside your head;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to &lt;s&gt;hell&lt;/s&gt; exams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-1941626318759748574?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/1941626318759748574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=1941626318759748574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/1941626318759748574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/1941626318759748574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/09/anticipation-creeping-up-5-minutes.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-120447657953079838</id><published>2009-09-18T00:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T00:16:10.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Really, during this stupid exam period which everyone (okay, most) suddenly evolve from slacker to mugger is stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like how incessant studying for days on end twists your judgement. And suddenly you feel like anti socialling and thinking everything has lost its kick. Plus, the people around you suddenly bite your head off when you talk to them. God knows whether its your fault or if that person's brain is just fried.&lt;br /&gt;(Why am I writing in 3rd person view man.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. I just blame exams (and sg moe, of course) on the effect on the people around and my lost of mood. (In playing bball/ soft ball. Or the sudden inability to talk crap at incredibly random moments)&lt;br /&gt;I'll go emo if things dont return to normal after eoys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-120447657953079838?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/120447657953079838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=120447657953079838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/120447657953079838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/120447657953079838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/09/really-during-this-stupid-exam-period.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-7209177361004622187</id><published>2009-09-10T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T00:04:39.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I found the REMEDY man!&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least, the remedy to avoid stupid distractions while studying. Like that abruptness of realising you're actually studying, and then end up doing something else because you think you deserve a break. And lo and behold, the break becomes 5 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, so, the remedy.&lt;br /&gt;I very instinctively started craving for coke lollipops. Again. So I went to the overpriced-shop downstairs. But couldn't find any. So for a substitute, I started pilling this big bag of coke sweets &amp;amp; ricola on the counter. And better, I asked the store owner "Do you have lollipops? The kind in packet" and he gave me a priceless expression, and said no. Well, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And result: The ability to be absorbed in studying without any form of "break" popping out in my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-7209177361004622187?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/7209177361004622187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=7209177361004622187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/7209177361004622187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/7209177361004622187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-found-remedy-man-well-at-least-remedy.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-227064576157000408</id><published>2009-09-08T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T22:53:03.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This sucks.&lt;br /&gt;1. 68 chapters + English + Chinese + English Lit to study, which I'm trying to cram into 2 weeks, so 5 chapters a day. Oh the horror.&lt;br /&gt;2. The weird, intense urge to sit in front of the computer. Like after a few minutes of unproductive talking-to-the-walls stoning, I switch on the computer, sit in front of it, and miraculously, all the information goes into my head.&lt;br /&gt;3. The feeling of "why bother studying for eoys? Not important lah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, but maybe I should just sit back, clear my mind, and lift up all my problems to Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-227064576157000408?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/227064576157000408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=227064576157000408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/227064576157000408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/227064576157000408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-3454973231922885600</id><published>2009-09-05T00:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T12:53:30.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last day of school (at least, of term 3) = EPIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos I didn't bother switching my mind on for lessons, not that lessons were that thought-consuming anw. And cca was damn cool man. &lt;s&gt;Yanyi&lt;/s&gt; JIAXIAN very ingeniously planned treasure hunt, first aid version, which is prehaps some once-in-a-lifetime kind of activity.&lt;br /&gt;Then I extra lah, go be facilitator of GROUP3. (Fanny &amp;amp; Jingyi's NCs) Not bad sia, FIRST PLACE okay! And no, I did'nt mark that lenient (got fail quite a few) but we owned in the so-called mass game man. But seriously, how can you consider TOC-ing a person frm the bball court to the green patch A GAME. Cos I ended up being violated by multiple people continuously. But nvm, FIRST PLACE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea and 3FAITH BBQ. Haha, the second barbeque in my lifetime! (Yes, I shall keep counting til eternity.) Which is ownage because our class rocks and our bball/ captain ball or whatever ball game skills are awesome. Though, captain's ball was overly aggressive, which resulted in dno how many fingers (lost track of count) being sprained until swollen. (= no more fast reaction + haitus on pen tricks + cannot write sia! GG.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: 3faith is the best class EVER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-3454973231922885600?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/3454973231922885600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=3454973231922885600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/3454973231922885600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/3454973231922885600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/09/last-day-of-school-at-least-of-term-3.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-3722347451717840182</id><published>2009-09-03T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T22:30:19.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah, second last day of school man! Although the word "last" can be heavily considered cos we're going to spend the holidays mugging like hell anw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, PPR. Which I think I was the only person looking forward to receiving epic &lt;s&gt;fail&lt;/s&gt; win results. Haha, but got improvement lor. Not bad. Though, L1R5 still haven't touched single digit. (Not that I care.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, sitting with Mayshuen has an adverse effect man. Like how my repetition of "need to mug sia." influences her to feel motivated, and for some reason, I start chionging work like no one's business just by watching her do work. This is stupid. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assembly sucked, but half an hour early dismissal was'nt. Apparantly, we had to go all the way to singapore polytech just for spvc (Solar powered vehicle comp) briefing plus some random science + engineering quiz which mdm suah very randomly chucked us in.&lt;br /&gt;The damn long trip to dover mrt was, well, long. And the briefing for SPVC was a waste of time, seriously. But the quiz was somewhat common sense. Haha, and what with the sine/ cosine questions man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, happy ENGINEERING WEEK everyone. Hope you have a nice day taking apart and examining technology.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-3722347451717840182?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/3722347451717840182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=3722347451717840182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/3722347451717840182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/3722347451717840182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/09/yeah-second-last-day-of-school-man.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-6610471977797249946</id><published>2009-08-30T19:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T12:58:57.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Due to immense *cough* stress and my strange kick to afk games (actually, its not THAT cool) and, of course, boredom, I've resorted to playing GRANADO ESPADA.&lt;br /&gt;But then again, you don't need reasons to play games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is like only after countless weeks of rejecting my bro's offer to play, since he named his musketeer "Carrie".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/SppeDhwxWfI/AAAAAAAAAXo/_qA2W7a9Wsg/s1600-h/Granado+Espada.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/SppeDhwxWfI/AAAAAAAAAXo/_qA2W7a9Wsg/s320/Granado+Espada.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375712519915657714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, marvel at the graphics. Really good for a mmorpg. No wonder its 4gb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EDITED - September 12 2009]&lt;br /&gt;I take back all my words. (And the screen shot)&lt;br /&gt;GE lost its kick after 1 week. And got deleted to give space for L4D update cos my C drive had only 28MB left.&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell, those were good times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-6610471977797249946?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/6610471977797249946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=6610471977797249946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/6610471977797249946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/6610471977797249946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/08/due-to-immense-cough-stress-and-my.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/SppeDhwxWfI/AAAAAAAAAXo/_qA2W7a9Wsg/s72-c/Granado+Espada.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-3708502480646423661</id><published>2009-08-26T00:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T00:31:36.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(Mdm Suah burning part of her phys spa worksheet to demo how pressure works)&lt;br /&gt;Gui Xian: Eh now is 7th month somemore leh!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Liddat the ghosts'll haunt us since we give them crap.&lt;br /&gt;(And at the same time receiving a priceless expression from mdm suah)&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During English- descriptive writing, and we were writing abt how this kid cries for attention from her mom.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Write- "Serena SUMMONED her mother to her side."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Being in 3 Faith shall never lose kick in telling stupid random jokes man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-3708502480646423661?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/3708502480646423661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=3708502480646423661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/3708502480646423661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/3708502480646423661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/08/mdm-suah-burning-part-of-her-phys-spa.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-7200160484312663936</id><published>2009-08-22T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T00:08:38.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M BACK. (took myself long enough to notice I was even gone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beats me what the heck to type in this stupid, pathetic textbox I see almost everyday but I feel as an obligation to somehow talk about how weird and twisted my life is.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I seriously have blogger's block right now, if there's even such a thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-7200160484312663936?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/7200160484312663936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=7200160484312663936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/7200160484312663936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/7200160484312663936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-5407013474164176527</id><published>2009-08-08T21:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T19:28:51.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2009 birthday was awesome, &lt;s&gt;not like I received as many presents as last year (epic), but hey, its the thought that counts!&lt;/s&gt; So yup, thanks alot, to all the people who remembered!&lt;br /&gt;In chronological order/ categorised, sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHITE BADGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome card, with the cool C in the front, and signed by everyone! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing happybirthday! (Out of nowhere.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Celeste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehem, pink bear. Lol, am I suppose to retaliate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ronghui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAKE. Cake is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sandy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn cute pouch thing, which I mistook for a tube of god knows what. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jemie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome card which provided me with a few minutes of entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daphne; MayShuen; Amanda; GuiXian; YuHui: Jemie: Elizabeth &lt;/span&gt;(Aka, bball gang. Haha.)&lt;br /&gt;CONVERSE pencil case &amp;amp; NIKE bottle man! EPIC WIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SQUADMATES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memorable national day observance parade! (No link.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cheok; Yanyi; Amanda; Tseying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catching GI Joe= coolness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cheok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the cutest thing in the shop" plus a PINK hankerchief. (I've got nothing to say man.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HANWEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tube of chocolates which is going to stay on my table for a too-long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KIERON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, the song "happy birthday to you you", by yui, which is damn nice. And playing wc3 as a present. (if that even counts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BRO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music box that plays cool music, which is really amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MOM &amp;amp; DAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn nice cake + 50 bucks, which I'm going to keep for a really long time.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/Sn15kTw6vKI/AAAAAAAAAXg/NbUaVjt73d4/s1600-h/Photo122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/Sn15kTw6vKI/AAAAAAAAAXg/NbUaVjt73d4/s320/Photo122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367579995583200418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YCS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memorable anniversary! (no link either, whatever.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Roniel; Aaron; Martin; Weichong; Darryl; Justin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;LANing aft anniversary (CS for an hour)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Weichong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treat for slurpee &amp;amp; a BASKETBALL. (For once in my life man!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The many people who sms-ed me a happy birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daphne, Verbs, Wei Ling, Andrea (w custom image man, lol.), Yi Hui, Grace, HaoKiet (who taupok me using verbal abuses), XinRong, Roniel, YuanTing, Serena, Yu Hui, Marcus, KaiYing, Celeste, JiaXian, Bec, Mabel, Hazell, Aaron, Rong Hui, WeiChong.&lt;br /&gt;ETCETRA. Too many to list. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone, for making my birthday another memorable and unique one!&lt;br /&gt;The best thing life can offer are really all the people around you. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-5407013474164176527?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/5407013474164176527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=5407013474164176527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/5407013474164176527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/5407013474164176527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/08/2009-birthday-was-awesome-not-like-i.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/Sn15kTw6vKI/AAAAAAAAAXg/NbUaVjt73d4/s72-c/Photo122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-4677702622895031209</id><published>2009-08-08T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T21:04:07.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GUESS WHAT DAY IT IS TODAY. (Yeah man, its national day eve!)&lt;br /&gt;Well, its actually ycs anniversary. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;I'm beating around the bush, shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, apparantly it was awesome, what with the 100 buck cake. You can count it as the whole of ycs celebrating my birthday. Haha. Lester was being joker, keep relighting the candle for me to blow, but in the end I cant.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, the attendance was pure fail, and only half the cake got eaten. And instead of 5 people coming from stnicks, only peiyun and me turned up. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. Mass was cool and praise and worship made me high. Plus the games were no comment. The blow-the-ping-pong-ball cum soccer-ish game can be counted as a sport, cos we ended up sweating like hell, and blow until headache sia. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later, me, roniel, aaron, martin, weichong, darryl, justin, go lan, played CS for 1 hour. Which I'm damn newb in, but the last map was cool, cos we own. Haha, GG lor.&lt;br /&gt;Even better, after dinner, weichong went to buy a bball (19 bucks, cheapest one there. Lol.) as a bday present. Which is damn awesome, cos we're going to use that every recess man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah okay, refer to the top post for the traditional way of blogging the list of people who are cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-4677702622895031209?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/4677702622895031209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=4677702622895031209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/4677702622895031209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/4677702622895031209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/08/guess-what-day-it-is-today.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-8673507458081524197</id><published>2009-08-07T17:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T17:31:24.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>National day celebration was a blast man. ('Blast' is subjective, stop debating)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I thought I was stupid to go for ndp, with 4 pracs, just for the cca points. But aiyah, good experience lah. Cos we're GOH, and claudia is pro. Haha. Except I totally screwed up all the marching parts with wrong timing, cos the ability of timing along with the band's rhythm surpasses me by far. But whatever, we're cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest of the celebration was no comment. Do we get anything for singing songs aimlessly apart from a flag and bookmarks? (Don't answer that question.)&lt;br /&gt;Plus white badge is seriously damn nice man! They made a card, signed by everyone, for my birthday! THANKS GUYS. :D There's no regret in being your squad nco, seriously. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;3 Faith was awesome too, to sing happy birthday to gen and me. Haha. (Gen &amp;amp; Carrie- Ben &amp;amp; Jerry. Lol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh yah, then me, cheok, tseying, amanda, yanyi went to celebrate &lt;s&gt;my birthday in advance&lt;/s&gt; the singapore spirit, like last year. (and probably like the rest of eternity.) Cheok &amp;amp; Amanda, uh, go and overdress themselves for god knows why. (Lol, "impress SERGEANT") Then talked alot of crap, like how tseying called the bus a mrt, and then I called the mrt a bus, on accident (really).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, then watched G.I. Joe, which can be the best action movie in the history of action movies. But the storyline was way too cliched, and tseying ended up spoiling what was going to happen next unintentionally, just by guessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Etc, etc. While everyone left, me and tseying went to the arcade to blow 10 bucks on mere entertainment. But yeah, it was fun man. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/SnvzPq2pPbI/AAAAAAAAAXY/vf_lTUGzK1Q/s1600-h/DSC01524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/SnvzPq2pPbI/AAAAAAAAAXY/vf_lTUGzK1Q/s320/DSC01524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367150831469149618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squadmates own.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks y'all! :D (Even though my birthday's not even today.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When all else fail, we don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-8673507458081524197?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/8673507458081524197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=8673507458081524197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/8673507458081524197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/8673507458081524197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/08/national-day-celebration-was-blast-man.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/SnvzPq2pPbI/AAAAAAAAAXY/vf_lTUGzK1Q/s72-c/DSC01524.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-1907087622495942944</id><published>2009-07-24T20:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T22:56:13.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, was (finally) super amusing, and deserves to be filled with crap, mainly cos my blog's currently crap-deprived. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Formal letter writing during english was cool. We were writing the final salutation and wondering what the heck to put for the name. And Ronghui very randomly said "PENGUIN." So it ended up becoming "love, Penguin." Then I lamely said "Eh, liddat then call the uncle polar bear lah". Haha, damn joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even worse; I was labelling some stupid curve graph, writing "Goods train". Then we were talking about what kind of ruler we use drawing graphs. And after countless number of "ruler" being mentioned, I looked at my graph and it said "Goods ruler". Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye, even more worse: I missed bball today man! Somehow, basketball is the coolest sport that involves teamwork, skills and using your brain. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, POP 09. Like, FINALLY man, after countless number of weeks without cca cos of H1N1, which deemed INEFFECTIVE. Okay, whatever, that's not the point.&lt;br /&gt;Posts given out were expected/ not-so-unexpected. Not bad lah, seriously, taking into consideration how many people actually gotten double posts. Haha, hope we do a good job managing cca yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part was when I said "SEC2S" to tell them useless crap, and I received the reply "Yes ma'am!" Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, pop celebration is called FAIL, cos no one cried after all our efforts to make them to at least feel touched. Haha ahwells. Screwed up the hoe down throw down big time, cos I was stoning there most of the time. And jiaxian still keeps her title as "professional butt shaker". Hahah. Quote, "I am NEVER going to do the nobody dance ever again".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pop dinner aft that, with stoning for many minutes waiting for sophia, cab, esther, until we almost got kicked out. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: Darkblues will be missed, but we'll step in and do a fantastic job. :D At least, I hope so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-1907087622495942944?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/1907087622495942944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=1907087622495942944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/1907087622495942944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/1907087622495942944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-was-finally-super-amusing-and.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-7936335457784663948</id><published>2009-07-10T23:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T23:39:36.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life's currently too eventful to fit all the words into this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-7936335457784663948?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/7936335457784663948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=7936335457784663948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/7936335457784663948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/7936335457784663948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/07/lifes-currently-too-eventful-to-fit-all.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-5049441163968254808</id><published>2009-07-05T16:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T16:36:18.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ycs exco retreat ystd.&lt;br /&gt;Equals AWESOME, like all events ycs-related.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, apart from that, the session(s) were great, did serious bonding, plus MY FIRST BARBEQUE EVER. (Shutup, I'm deprived. And it was free.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, lets bring ycs to greater heights together! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-5049441163968254808?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/5049441163968254808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=5049441163968254808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/5049441163968254808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/5049441163968254808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/07/ycs-exco-retreat-ystd.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-2580310120706668398</id><published>2009-06-27T01:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T16:14:28.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, the entire month just flew past. Like, FLEW past.&lt;br /&gt;But still, it feels kind of long, so yeah, I savoured my month of entertainment I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that doesn't sound right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Played a heck lot of warcraft, mainly with Roniel &amp;amp; Kieron, since I'm wc3-friend deprived. Skills improved alot, heh. Okay, maybe I spent too much on just a stupid game.&lt;br /&gt;2. L4D = awesome.&lt;br /&gt;3. Moved house, on the expense of missing jtc. Damn, my cca attendance is screwed.&lt;br /&gt;4. Fulfilled my plans of hanging out more often than not.&lt;br /&gt;5. Picked up random hobbies like beatboxing &amp;amp; pentricks. All the above is EPIC FAIL. Don't ask me to substantiate.&lt;br /&gt;6. Read only ONE book. What the heck!&lt;br /&gt;7. Spent time marvelling at the H1N1 situtation. Amusing. Not.&lt;br /&gt;8. Attempted to finish homework, but still left with english, lit and chinese. The school is siao enough to cram us with so much crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, if you say "June holidays", the first thing that'll come to my mind is WARCRAFT. Not bad eh. Beats stoning and talking to the walls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-2580310120706668398?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/2580310120706668398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=2580310120706668398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/2580310120706668398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/2580310120706668398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/06/wow-entire-month-just-flew-past.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-1995222242419369294</id><published>2009-06-24T12:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T18:02:55.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just got a call from some administrator or whoever it was, asking if I went out of Singapore. I had an intense urge to say "Yeah, I went to singapore. Now what?"&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid polls on channelnewsasia are like mocking us, seriously. The first one, which got like 40k++ reponse on extending holidays didn't work, and now they have a new one, with an option "It's better to keep schools closed a week with home-based learning in place". Any idiot will know they wont implement this kind of crap. For idiots out there, DO NOT VOTE, cos you're wasting your time. Or better yet, don't be like the random dude out there who sent out chain mails to vote for the previous poll. Nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, to all the people who are spouting crap on how the govt sucks, I shall counter it:&lt;br /&gt;The reason why we have a heck lot of cases's mainly because of the surge of people who went on holidays. You can't blame it if the infections came in during the JUNE holidays, most of these people got it from other countries, not clusters. Okay, I take that back, there're quite a number of cluster infected people. But (according to the govt), not enough to screw up the education flow or whatever. Heck, the main problem here, in a very shallow level, is the point of infection among people gathered in one area. So, if you're not careful, you KENA. Basically, we can just be "careful", because its possible, and not end up screwing up the education flow or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, that was long. I just wanted to join in the debate. Don't counter it, cos I'm sick of listening about people talking about how Singapore govt sucks, when their reason's completely plausible.&lt;br /&gt;I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-1995222242419369294?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/1995222242419369294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=1995222242419369294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/1995222242419369294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/1995222242419369294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-got-call-from-some-administrator.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-345869869365506782</id><published>2009-06-22T23:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T23:30:08.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha, I KNEW IT.&lt;br /&gt;No extended holidays, DUH. I just wasted like half a day hoping they would.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, not to bore you with complaining about how MOE didnt extend holidays, I shalll compliment on their actions.&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL=&lt;br /&gt;1. No more sitting in front of the computer hacking away part of my short life.&lt;br /&gt;2. Can get more sleep during lessons.&lt;br /&gt;3. Talk crap with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That doesn't sound too bad, does it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-345869869365506782?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/345869869365506782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=345869869365506782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/345869869365506782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/345869869365506782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/06/haha-i-knew-it.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-6458141511340118033</id><published>2009-06-22T09:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T15:34:05.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you haven't known, the poll on channelnewsasia.com is going nuts.&lt;br /&gt;I refresh the page after a few minutes, and the number for "extend holidays" shot up by 1000.&lt;br /&gt;Shows the kiasu-ness of singaporeans, man. &lt;s&gt;Since when did the government do something popular by the people anw?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HECK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, dota ystd was awesome. Cos I managed to get a killing spree, plus 6 kills from KS-ING.&lt;br /&gt;For the first time. Not bad lor. You there, in the corner, shut up. I've only been playing for 2 and half months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/Sj7e8awtYuI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/pATFFAOn_PA/s1600-h/wc3+5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/Sj7e8awtYuI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/pATFFAOn_PA/s320/wc3+5.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349958536919868130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comp lagged after the screenshot, and my killing spree ended. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, and I tried playing classical music while playing L4D. Cos I wanted to listen to isaac shephard and play L4D, so heck lah, do both at the same time lor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-6458141511340118033?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/6458141511340118033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=6458141511340118033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/6458141511340118033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/6458141511340118033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-you-havent-known-poll-on.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/Sj7e8awtYuI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/pATFFAOn_PA/s72-c/wc3+5.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-7425658527052425646</id><published>2009-06-21T12:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T12:06:35.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.isaacshepard.com/"&gt;www.isaacshepard.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy composes the best music I've ever heard. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;For any piano geeks or whatever, click the link above. Trust me, its awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-7425658527052425646?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/7425658527052425646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=7425658527052425646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/7425658527052425646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/7425658527052425646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/06/www.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-6580119570488699185</id><published>2009-06-20T20:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T20:54:51.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YCS AGM, like all the other ycs events, was awesome. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Though seriously, the attendance was pure fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, the presentation went shocking-ly okay. No one did more than 10 slides. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Marvyn look at my script, and 8-slide ppt, then say "why you got 20 clicks on your script and only 8 slides!" Lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, I hecked my 2 paged long script and did impromptu. Cos I'll prolly waste alot of time reading from the script.&lt;br /&gt;Then on the slide, act joker, write:&lt;br /&gt;"TOTAL number of members:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;245 x 12 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;–&lt;/span&gt; (978 x 3)=&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 (SIX)"&lt;br /&gt;Damn lame.&lt;br /&gt;Quote John: "This is the best presentation of the day man." Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voting was also quite fail. Not many people ru hui-ed so very little people to vote. Max number of votes is 8, 8 nominees in total and 8 spaces to be taken in ex-co. Apparantly, they could just chuck all the 8 people into ex-co, but they wanted us to experience the VOTING. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, after AGM was fun. Had lunch, then lan with chris, roniel, marvyn, wei chong, ryan, justin, martin. And being the sucker-of-a-friend I am, I chose to lan over sending amanda home. Meh. Cos I'm sppose to send her home lah.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, L4D seriously wasn't bad. Figured out all the keys myself, heh, and not bad for a first-time player, I guess. Then played CS, 1 side terroist, 1 side counter-terroist. Haha, the terroists keep planting bombs, and we don't have deactivating bomb kit, so heck, lose lor. But gg lah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, my first time lan-ing with friends, how deprived am I man!&lt;br /&gt;Anw, kudos to roniel for the L4D thumbdrive plus killing my nervousness. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-6580119570488699185?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/6580119570488699185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=6580119570488699185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/6580119570488699185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/6580119570488699185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/06/ycs-agm-like-all-other-ycs-events-was.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-485186385227721227</id><published>2009-06-19T09:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T09:55:12.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, after spending most of my day yesterday fretting over public speaking (this doesn't happen often), I've found out that writing the SN YCS report is really damn fun. Haha, believe it or not.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna KICK ASS tomorrow. Okay, I'm joking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-485186385227721227?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/485186385227721227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=485186385227721227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/485186385227721227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/485186385227721227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/06/well-after-spending-most-of-my-day.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-2662361408039580917</id><published>2009-06-17T23:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T23:51:48.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After killing my hobby of beatboxing (which was epic fail, by the way), I've found a new one: PEN TRICKS.&lt;br /&gt;Don't blame me, I'm bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-2662361408039580917?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/2662361408039580917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=2662361408039580917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/2662361408039580917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/2662361408039580917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/06/after-killing-my-hobby-of-beatboxing.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-7992143819281527660</id><published>2009-06-15T09:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T09:37:41.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3rd day in this new apartment and guess what, I get locked in the room for about 1 hour, which went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished playing wc3 (Rabbits v Sheeps, gg) and I wanted to take a bath, at like 11pm. (Yeah, late, whatever) Wanting to go out, I turned the doorknob, and heard something click inside it. Then the entire knob beacme limp. Which meant turning it wont even open the door.&lt;br /&gt;So I called my mom to open the door frm the other side, which apparently unsuprisingly didnt work. I cant really describe what happened next, cos I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my panic was short-lived, cos I resorted to doing my maths project in the meanwhile. (Out of all the things I can do, and I do MATHS. What am I thinking.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, in the end, the whole door knob (not-so sadly) got dismantled. Which in a way, sucks, cos it's going to cost alot for repairs. But its awesome, cos I could get out. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great, now I tell people I got stuck in a room from sunday to monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-7992143819281527660?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/7992143819281527660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=7992143819281527660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/7992143819281527660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/7992143819281527660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/06/3rd-day-in-this-new-apartment-and-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-2095100017039841267</id><published>2009-06-12T19:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T19:51:10.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I should revive this awefully dead, boring blog.&lt;br /&gt;Life's been pretty interesting. Okay, maybe not, but hey, it's something different.&lt;br /&gt;Mainly cos we've moved house, and the change of pace is, well, good. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movers came in the morning and apparantly the so-called organisation's called "The gethsemane" as in, from 'the garden of gethsemane'. Then my uncle was like "hey, sounds like 'get-some-money'." Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better yet, my study table's next to the balcony. No, it doesn't mean a higher chance of me accidentally commiting suicide. (Wait, that made no sense)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise my writing style's getting more uh, atrocious. In what sense, I have no idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-2095100017039841267?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/2095100017039841267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=2095100017039841267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/2095100017039841267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/2095100017039841267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-think-i-should-revive-this-awefully.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-8103581578252741930</id><published>2009-06-10T12:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T12:19:30.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yea, changed my blogskin for once in 1 whole year. Or it could've been more than that.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask what's with the incredibly random picture on top. Deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;Best viewed in Windows IE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-8103581578252741930?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/8103581578252741930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=8103581578252741930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/8103581578252741930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/8103581578252741930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/06/yea-changed-my-blogskin-for-once-in-1.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-3511052143308492475</id><published>2009-06-07T22:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T22:43:20.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, the below post is a half-lie.&lt;br /&gt;But really, wc3 is well, a waste of time. Cos I just hacked away the first week of June hols.&lt;br /&gt;I feel this intense urge to say "AWESOME.", but its not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-3511052143308492475?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/3511052143308492475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=3511052143308492475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/3511052143308492475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/3511052143308492475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/06/okay-below-post-is-half-lie.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-5422566205709425187</id><published>2009-06-04T09:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T09:14:00.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I shall outwardly announce that I am going to withdraw myself from the stupid computer from 9.45 onwards. (I can't do silent pacts)&lt;br /&gt;Yea, quote "stupid computer", I've been playing wc3 too much to the point of reaching the "no-life" zone.&lt;br /&gt;What the heck, I should just turn it off right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-5422566205709425187?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/5422566205709425187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=5422566205709425187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/5422566205709425187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/5422566205709425187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/06/okay-i-shall-outwardly-announce-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-396992006418890971</id><published>2009-05-30T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T21:01:20.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha, Hero seige = OWN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/SiEtGxa2_xI/AAAAAAAAAXI/r1EDVVZMGL0/s1600-h/x+hero+seige.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/SiEtGxa2_xI/AAAAAAAAAXI/r1EDVVZMGL0/s320/x+hero+seige.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341600227406577426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing public was super fun sia. Unfortuantely couldnt be imba and use dryad cos some genius chose her damn fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, being more hardcore in ragnarok so made an assassin. Level 85 in one day heh.&lt;br /&gt;Better still, I built a guild w my high wiz, but zero recruits. Haha. Shall recruit 10+ people tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-396992006418890971?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/396992006418890971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=396992006418890971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/396992006418890971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/396992006418890971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/05/haha-hero-seige-own.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/SiEtGxa2_xI/AAAAAAAAAXI/r1EDVVZMGL0/s72-c/x+hero+seige.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-9123553771059097337</id><published>2009-05-29T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T16:33:13.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Squad meeting for pop today.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, thou cant type much in case seniors are reading lah, which is a highly impossible but what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, I suck at buying things, so din really help much.&lt;br /&gt;Had to walk frm plaza sing to tseying's house (aka, walk around the istana.) and I basically ran across the road. And got car damn suay come when I was in the middle of the road. Amanda said "Carrie, you very shallow leh. Only have one thought: Have to get to the other side; And dont bother seeing the cars" Haha, liddat lor.&lt;br /&gt;The fencing around the istana was super mouldy and whatnot, so I told yanyi my future ambition's to go clean the place one day. She said "Yea, then that'll be cleaning my house!" Dream on.&lt;br /&gt;But maybe my future ambition shall be to take over tamil tigers and corrupt the whole of sri lanka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then outside dhoby ghaut mrt, got the rockin' without smokin' convention thing. And the more ironic thing was the amount of people smoking there and watching people play guitar hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on jiaxian's request to post this:&lt;br /&gt;This girl super random, came up to us, said a bunch of stuff I couldnt really hear about people getting a second chance for etcetc and ask us help these people and buy a PEN FOR 4 BUCKs. But okay, 4 bucks is alot but profit making, duh. Me and claudia feel generous, help lah. And then jiaxian started throwing insults. THANKS. Either we too naive or jiaxian too kaisu. Ahwells.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;The only good game I can play in warcraft's hero seige. Haha. Not bad.&lt;br /&gt;Partly cos dryad's too imba liao. Must ban.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-9123553771059097337?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/9123553771059097337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=9123553771059097337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/9123553771059097337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/9123553771059097337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/05/squad-meeting-for-pop-today.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-7533625164583096461</id><published>2009-05-28T09:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T09:52:58.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last day of school = ownage.&lt;br /&gt;Or not. Doesnt feel like the lastdayofschool anw. Partially cos the school was mad enough to give us tests on the lastdayofschool. What were they thinking man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah heck. I was basically shouting "woohoo! HOLIDAYS!" after the so-called chem test that wasnt really a chem test.&lt;br /&gt;Went to tseying's house with cheok to slack for no apparent reason. It's like this unspoken obligation now to go to her house on the lastdayofschool of term 2. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amused ourselves by watching dr dolittle 3, which was not very amusing. Beats me when this movie came out. I didnt even know it existed. And all tseying's cds are like alien to me. Haha, talk about outdated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt really do much. But heck, holidays are meant for doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;That and my dota skills are epic fail after not playing for 1 week. Not like it was good in the first place. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;And screw rebirth ro! I resetted my skills, and when I re-added them, the 2nd class job skills werent even add-able. There wasnt really a rollback, but what the heck.That's my most treasured charac man: lvl 145 high wiz. And I was planning to build a guild today. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-7533625164583096461?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/7533625164583096461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=7533625164583096461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/7533625164583096461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/7533625164583096461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-day-of-school-ownage.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-1857835088581129827</id><published>2009-05-22T23:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T23:23:30.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Carpe diem: Used as an admonition to seize the pleasures of the moment without concern for the future.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, yea, dead poet's society, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, I realised it has lots of meaning in it.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Anw, was talking trash with my bro last night, until I randomly discovered that the stickers I randomly bought frm daiso eons ago were epic fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ShbAJIOlqQI/AAAAAAAAAXA/RDRZy3uGngs/s1600-h/FAIL%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 193px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ShbAJIOlqQI/AAAAAAAAAXA/RDRZy3uGngs/s320/FAIL%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338665671354329346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, I didnt see it until now. Call me slow.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Okay, then told my bro some lame crap I read frm some random book:&lt;br /&gt;This guy wanted to jump off frm his window, said&lt;br /&gt;"Now comes the difficult part. Letting go.&lt;br /&gt;I count to three. Then I decide that three isnt a particularly good number so I count to ten instead. Then I figure that maybe I was discriminating unfairly against three so I add another three. Then I realise I've got thirteen. That's the last number anybody wants to have counted to before they let go of a window sill. So, I take away four because I've always liked the number nine. Then I feel stupid for doing mental arithmetic at such an inappropriate moment.&lt;br /&gt;Then my arms decide this has been going too long and let go without my brain's permission."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, okay, lame. But I was laughing like siao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-1857835088581129827?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/1857835088581129827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=1857835088581129827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/1857835088581129827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/1857835088581129827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/05/carpe-diem-used-as-admonition-to-seize.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ShbAJIOlqQI/AAAAAAAAAXA/RDRZy3uGngs/s72-c/FAIL%21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-7880321014696809542</id><published>2009-05-16T00:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:07:11.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CCA WAS WIN.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, yea right. 3-man squad= One word: Pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;First time in history event sia.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Falling in in a 3-man squad was laugh-able. Had to actually force myself to stop laughing and talking to myself. If you ask me why I came for cca, I'll tell you I did it for the lulz. Haha, nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your typical cca with fd, except doing fd in a 3-man squad (I cant stop exaggerating this fact) is impossible. So were made into temporary ics. Commanding was ultra rusty, but ahwells. And being responded with "Yes IC." is just, weird. Pop drills and whatnot. &amp;amp; I cant believe I told yanyi I wanted to do drills, cos so long never go cca alrd. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had triage, prehaps the last one as cadets. (or not) Was force-made into TO. And I screwed up the entire thing. Cos didnt call people down fast enough and got what, 9 dead, 6 alive. Piang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, telematch was fail and everyone ended up cheating. I literally flung myself on the ground to pump sia. Then recovered too fast frm pumping position, until my knee kena abrasion, which pus-ed like hell until damn sick. Haha, then I told my bro this at night and he said "Did you get a prize for that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jtc groupings were no comment.&lt;br /&gt;And what the hell were they thinking when they wanted everyone to donate 35 bucks for walkathon!&lt;br /&gt;Lunch with yanyi plus white badge people. Talked alot of crap, until 1pm then leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, seriously, I've lost my momentum to blog. I call this post EPIC &lt;s&gt;FAIL.&lt;/s&gt; PHAIL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-7880321014696809542?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/7880321014696809542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=7880321014696809542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/7880321014696809542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/7880321014696809542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/05/cca-was-win.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-4229053674631992325</id><published>2009-05-10T02:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T02:32:34.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dota today wasnt that bad. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Played wtf mode (for the first time ever. Haha.) thrice due to boredom and amusement and whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/SgXLrHpezcI/AAAAAAAAAWw/G_dCbNmuRi4/s1600-h/wc3+3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/SgXLrHpezcI/AAAAAAAAAWw/G_dCbNmuRi4/s320/wc3+3.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333893275338067394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, first time kill so many times. But hey, its wtf, so not very fair lah. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-4229053674631992325?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/4229053674631992325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=4229053674631992325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/4229053674631992325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/4229053674631992325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/05/dota-today-wasnt-that-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/SgXLrHpezcI/AAAAAAAAAWw/G_dCbNmuRi4/s72-c/wc3+3.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-6075357888884628359</id><published>2009-05-08T12:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T12:31:03.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SEC 3 LEADERSHIP CAMP WAS AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;First (okay, maybe not.) time I could really feel a class' bond.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, 3FAITH OWNS.&lt;br /&gt;Dont ask whats with the drastic attitude change. Haha. Okay, I admit I regretted coming to this class like hell, but the camp worked wonders I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;I'll never look at 3F the same again. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-6075357888884628359?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/6075357888884628359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=6075357888884628359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/6075357888884628359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/6075357888884628359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/05/sec-3-leadership-camp-was-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-8342777997498510053</id><published>2009-05-05T20:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T21:11:22.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Great. A bunch of things to really worry about. Haha, no really, its great, I've never had so many things to worry about this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. SWINE FLU/ H1N1&lt;br /&gt;1 year ago, I'll just laugh this thing off. Now, I'm super worried it comes to Singapore. And reaching the red zone. Its THAT scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Leadership camp&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW. Anticipation? Zero. Enthusiam? ZERO. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. ____ comment&lt;br /&gt;Enough said. Haha, deliberate ambuity shall evoke tension and suspense in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus many other crap. Its a hurricane in my mind man. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Ahwells, I shant torture myself any longer and LAUGH ALL THIS OFF.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Anw. During chinese, dialogue with cheok:&lt;br /&gt;(Overhead, there was this plane flying above the sch, making that low hum)&lt;br /&gt;Me: You know what I thought that sound was last time?&lt;br /&gt;Cheok:&lt;br /&gt;Me: I thought that was the sound of the clouds moving.&lt;br /&gt;Cheok: (laughs like hell.)&lt;br /&gt;Me: No one told me what that was!&lt;br /&gt;Cheok: Dude. No one has to tell you what that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for making me look stupid! Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-8342777997498510053?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/8342777997498510053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=8342777997498510053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/8342777997498510053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/8342777997498510053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/05/great.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-8066479431369840982</id><published>2009-05-03T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T23:26:46.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, this post is freaking meaningless and senseless. But what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Just levelled my high wiz in ragnarok to 142. About (whoa) 100+ more levels to genuine proness! (aka, max level- 255)&lt;br /&gt;But its freaking impossible, unless I become a donator and get ANGRA. (Adds 3000 to strength. Imba crap.) But that can never happen. Ahwells.&lt;br /&gt;Wasting time on ragnarok is still fun, but hey, I'VE GOT WARCRAFT. Not like I can be an instant-pro. This game needs months/years to master. All the better. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-8066479431369840982?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/8066479431369840982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=8066479431369840982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/8066479431369840982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/8066479431369840982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/05/okay-this-post-is-freaking-meaningless.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-4986008765664009102</id><published>2009-05-03T20:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T14:08:54.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I feel stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Went to church for cat class in the morning. Pushed the door open in the very exaggerated way I do every week. To find the entire class empty, so I thought everyone zhao-ed to the attic.&lt;br /&gt;Then I suay-ly saw Herman, asked him where on earth class was. He said "There's no class for 2 weeks." Which made me say "What the heck!" really loudly. Which is not very nice, in a church.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, okay, so I went downstairs, saw gideon and moses. Who laughed at my utmost intelligence, or lack thereof.&lt;br /&gt;Nvm, that was a good waste of time I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohkay, and geog is a pure killer. Seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-4986008765664009102?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/4986008765664009102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=4986008765664009102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/4986008765664009102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/4986008765664009102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/05/okay-i-feel-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-1562537747340411420</id><published>2009-05-02T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T21:03:57.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha! Dota ystd was damn good sia!&lt;br /&gt;Manage to avoid getting tio first blood PLUS I killed a freaking hero without assists.&lt;br /&gt;(NOTE. This is coming from a NEWB)&lt;br /&gt;I shall get pro-er. (And neglect ragnarok? Damn.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-1562537747340411420?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/1562537747340411420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=1562537747340411420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/1562537747340411420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/1562537747340411420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/05/haha-dota-ystd-was-damn-good-sia-manage.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-4635917678300435248</id><published>2009-05-01T19:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T19:34:03.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aright, back frm ESCAPE.&lt;br /&gt;Super fun, since it was my first time ever. Talk about deprived man.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, good time to start ranting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 8am, which is epic early. Took like 1+ hours going all the way there with yanyi, which is a waste of time. Haha. Actually got stuck in the bus interchange for damn long cos we were wondering which bus to take. Which is pure rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw. Met up with andrea, yinsiang and vanessa. Entrance fees got paid by vanessa's ultra generous dad. (note that I'm not emphasising/ using the word rich) Which is super paiseh. But uh, nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First place to go to was the not-so-haunted house. The rules on the board was crap: "Do not cross through any non-human ghosts" or something along that line. What the heck were they thinking! Anw, it was pure torture, cos the 3 people at the back kept screaming their heads off, yanyi was being constantly bombarded by them and I was shouting "SHUT UP damnnit." Not bad for a haunted house actually, coming from a person who laughs at scary things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rides were actually not so extreme. Best one was inverter. Can feel the adrenaline like hell man!&lt;br /&gt;Viking unfortunately was not the one which can turn you 360deg around. But heck, my stomach became a blender.&lt;br /&gt;Wet &amp;amp; wild was great. Ended up super dry. So much for wet yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah and the go-kart was great. But the ride was ultra bumpy, going at full acceleration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, nothing much to say. EPIC DAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-4635917678300435248?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/4635917678300435248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=4635917678300435248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/4635917678300435248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/4635917678300435248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/05/aright-back-frm-escape.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-5358780649742080727</id><published>2009-04-30T19:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T19:50:26.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARMAGEDDON.&lt;br /&gt;I rate this as the best sci-fi movie ever watched, on top of 'the day the earth stood still.&lt;br /&gt;And this being a 1998 production, I've got nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;Plus the one thing that spoilt the sci-fi-ness of it was that they showed FIRE in space. The irony being that mr wong suggested us to watch it and told us there's no friction in space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah heck, its a great movie anyhow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-5358780649742080727?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/5358780649742080727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=5358780649742080727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/5358780649742080727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/5358780649742080727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/04/armageddon.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-379887060721171230</id><published>2009-04-25T00:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T00:33:10.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Holy crap. Most epic movie of a lifetime: The day the Earth stood still.&lt;br /&gt;Epic is an understatement man. Was totally absorbed in every second.&lt;br /&gt;Super horrific, damn good graphics, and of course, ITS SCI-FI.&lt;br /&gt;Awesomeness. I cant say any more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-379887060721171230?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/379887060721171230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=379887060721171230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/379887060721171230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/379887060721171230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/04/holy-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-4641663216197297138</id><published>2009-04-24T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T22:12:53.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shooting course was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Got decent shots, was too bored to the extent of scanning in the targets. Dont ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/SfHHEv4lpwI/AAAAAAAAAWo/lje3xM8m_es/s1600-h/Rifle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/SfHHEv4lpwI/AAAAAAAAAWo/lje3xM8m_es/s320/Rifle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328258718543226626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-R 3rd try to 1st try. Beats me whats with the weird order though.&lt;br /&gt;1st : Noob shots, cos we were sitting down and shooting, so its freaking stable. Not bad for a first try I guess. :D&lt;br /&gt;2nd: Did that standing, and it was super luan. Haha. At least got one go into the black area.&lt;br /&gt;3rd: 10-shots. Result: Freaking pain wrist. But I'm really proud of that bulls-eye there. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-4641663216197297138?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/4641663216197297138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=4641663216197297138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/4641663216197297138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/4641663216197297138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/04/shooting-course-was-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/SfHHEv4lpwI/AAAAAAAAAWo/lje3xM8m_es/s72-c/Rifle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474449.post-1741172616332147205</id><published>2009-04-19T01:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:42:30.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And for the first time in, what, 1 year, I'm currently entertaining the thought of changing my blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;I have violent objections though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, I've found a remedy to heighten my concentration by 10%. Which is returning to eating lollipops (esp coke ones)&lt;br /&gt;I say 'returning', because the last time I was hooked was last year eoys. Awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474449-1741172616332147205?l=comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/1741172616332147205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474449&amp;postID=1741172616332147205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/1741172616332147205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474449/posts/default/1741172616332147205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comingbacktoearth.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-for-first-time-in-what-1-year-im.html' title=''/><author><name>~Carrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rv9_ck9C-6A/ScWsMREGmCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VFBiSYicmNI/S220/Vector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
