<?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-8768124665044667134</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:57:09.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so angsty tsk.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icky-pickles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8768124665044667134/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icky-pickles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>yx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18416270194829643335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8768124665044667134.post-8563992051567642232</id><published>2008-04-12T00:39:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T22:18:00.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling old for the very first time!</title><content type='html'>i feel estatic today! because dawei actually meant to play the guitar and sing! but i'd been a kind soul by saving him from all the embarrassment tsk. he's exceptionally sweet today (more like he's damn mean on any other day) okay, at least he sorta had the intention of letting me beat him in arm wrestling. my friends are extremely sweet! thanks bx for the super sweet letter and the box of strawberry pocky with milo stains, pecky for the filpflops, suwen for the cake which i'd seen by accident yesterday haha, thanks cindy and derniese for the hugs! thanks goc for organising tomorrow's outing, sixseven (plus some others) for singing the birthday song for me, thanks to all my friends who messaged me at twelve. im happy too because coach sang to me the first line of the birthday song! and jiaolian said he's going to give me a five-cent coin tomorrow;) im looking forward to tomorrow's picnic, and i feel like cycling to casuarina right now but my eyelids are already draping over my eyeballs:/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8768124665044667134-8563992051567642232?l=icky-pickles.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8768124665044667134.post-6415347322641297771</id><published>2008-03-13T23:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T00:12:08.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHY do you even bother to come back and take my pain away when i'm asleep&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8768124665044667134-6415347322641297771?l=icky-pickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icky-pickles.blogspot.com/feeds/6415347322641297771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8768124665044667134&amp;postID=6415347322641297771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so exhausted i need a rest&lt;br /&gt;so where are you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8768124665044667134-8030888668007960459?l=icky-pickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icky-pickles.blogspot.com/feeds/8030888668007960459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8768124665044667134&amp;postID=8030888668007960459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8768124665044667134/posts/default/8030888668007960459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8768124665044667134/posts/default/8030888668007960459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icky-pickles.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#8030888668007960459' title='even freons have their uses'/><author><name>yx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18416270194829643335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8768124665044667134.post-7982309169688706394</id><published>2008-03-11T20:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T20:14:56.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>things cant get any bleaker</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;seeing the same old lines has never got me so glad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8768124665044667134-7982309169688706394?l=icky-pickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8768124665044667134.post-1558335116409887848</id><published>2008-03-08T00:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T23:57:06.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want to mean what i say,</title><content type='html'>its like having built a sandcastle that you all along thought was strong and sturdy then you look away for a second it all gets washed away. you try very hard to scoop the sand back with your bare hands but they flow right through your fingers and that was exactly the time you found out that your spade was bobbing on the waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has never felt so hard i want to stop and run away&lt;br /&gt;who is there to catch me and place me back on track&lt;br /&gt;shes long gone i know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8768124665044667134-1558335116409887848?l=icky-pickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icky-pickles.blogspot.com/feeds/1558335116409887848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8768124665044667134&amp;postID=1558335116409887848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8768124665044667134/posts/default/1558335116409887848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8768124665044667134/posts/default/1558335116409887848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icky-pickles.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#1558335116409887848' title='i want to mean what i say,'/><author><name>yx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18416270194829643335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8768124665044667134.post-4378348956417995382</id><published>2008-01-07T17:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T00:00:52.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my dear, put out the fire of thoughts and dont let it rekindle</title><content type='html'>today's physics tutorial was ownage. havent had such enlightenment for a damn loooooooong while. i cant believe we've actually survived with self-studying for one whole year. aqs. more aqs please, to rob me of my sleep. this reminds me of the lyrics, 'i dont wanna sleep tonight, dreaming's just a waste of time&lt;em&gt;.'&lt;/em&gt; but i dont think so, because dreaming is the only means of seeing you. and, i cant remember the taste of the fried rice anymore! i miss having meals at the round table, with you on my left. the past year had gone so hastily that it seemed so short, but it's not short enough for me to remember the feeling of togetherness:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8768124665044667134-4378348956417995382?l=icky-pickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icky-pickles.blogspot.com/feeds/4378348956417995382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8768124665044667134&amp;postID=4378348956417995382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8768124665044667134/posts/default/4378348956417995382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8768124665044667134/posts/default/4378348956417995382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icky-pickles.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#4378348956417995382' title='my dear, put out the fire of thoughts and dont let it rekindle'/><author><name>yx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18416270194829643335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8768124665044667134.post-7491457986283687368</id><published>2007-10-22T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T23:27:35.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;i could just turn into a puddle of water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8768124665044667134-7491457986283687368?l=icky-pickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icky-pickles.blogspot.com/feeds/7491457986283687368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8768124665044667134&amp;postID=7491457986283687368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8768124665044667134/posts/default/7491457986283687368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8768124665044667134/posts/default/7491457986283687368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icky-pickles.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#7491457986283687368' title=''/><author><name>yx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18416270194829643335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8768124665044667134.post-4863737074548548324</id><published>2007-10-01T20:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T00:11:10.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i would.</title><content type='html'>maybe one day, i'd fly the paper plane away. the one that says, "i want to be there for you when you're feeling down, to wipe your tears away and make you smile again."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8768124665044667134-4863737074548548324?l=icky-pickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icky-pickles.blogspot.com/feeds/4863737074548548324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8768124665044667134&amp;postID=4863737074548548324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8768124665044667134/posts/default/4863737074548548324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8768124665044667134/posts/default/4863737074548548324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icky-pickles.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#4863737074548548324' title='i would.'/><author><name>yx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18416270194829643335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8768124665044667134.post-8463798479384660067</id><published>2007-08-12T03:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T03:50:35.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gwen stefani - the sweet escape</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;if i could escape&lt;br /&gt;and re-create a place as my own world&lt;br /&gt;and i could be your favorite girl&lt;br /&gt;forever, perfectly together&lt;br /&gt;and tell me boy, now wouldn't that be sweet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;indeed. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8768124665044667134-8463798479384660067?l=icky-pickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icky-pickles.blogspot.com/feeds/8463798479384660067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8768124665044667134&amp;postID=8463798479384660067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8768124665044667134/posts/default/8463798479384660067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8768124665044667134/posts/default/8463798479384660067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icky-pickles.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#8463798479384660067' title='gwen stefani - the sweet escape'/><author><name>yx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18416270194829643335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8768124665044667134.post-857017632582804333</id><published>2007-08-12T02:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T03:49:17.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPONGEBOB!</title><content type='html'>spongebob: well, we've lost our car again.&lt;br /&gt;patrick: never mind the car, where's the road?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;now that we're men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;we can do anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;now that we're men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;we are invincible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;now that we're men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;we'll go to shell city&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;get the crown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;save the town and mr krabs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;now that we're men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;we have facial hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;now that we're men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i change my underwear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;now that we're men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;we got a manly flair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;we got the stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;we're tough enough to save the day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DiGaiU5ClHA/Rr4OjZ5zOmI/AAAAAAAAAT4/frHsLPfIH10/s1600-h/spongebob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097527829641509474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DiGaiU5ClHA/Rr4OjZ5zOmI/AAAAAAAAAT4/frHsLPfIH10/s200/spongebob.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I LOVE SPONGEBOB (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8768124665044667134-857017632582804333?l=icky-pickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icky-pickles.blogspot.com/feeds/857017632582804333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8768124665044667134&amp;postID=857017632582804333' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8768124665044667134.post-2953158333999873381</id><published>2007-08-08T16:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T00:10:23.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm so tired of walking, and there's no one to catch me when i fall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8768124665044667134-2953158333999873381?l=icky-pickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icky-pickles.blogspot.com/feeds/2953158333999873381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8768124665044667134&amp;postID=2953158333999873381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8768124665044667134.post-4825185554799299362</id><published>2007-07-25T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T00:07:33.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>togetherness</title><content type='html'>i remember, standing right outside the video shop watching spongebob squarepants the movie which was showing on the tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the distance of time lenghtens, i view these images not as vivid as before. and once they go beyond reach, i'd find that they no longer belong to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8768124665044667134-4825185554799299362?l=icky-pickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8768124665044667134.post-4938760335618675766</id><published>2007-07-24T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T00:06:41.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;when you go,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;would you even turn to say,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;"i don't love you like i did yesterday."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems so gloomy these days; the bleakness just doesnt cease to magnify itself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8768124665044667134-4938760335618675766?l=icky-pickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8768124665044667134.post-4814406107216660703</id><published>2007-07-16T00:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T00:05:42.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you could be happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;more than anything i want to see you girl&lt;br /&gt;take a glorious bite out of the whole world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8768124665044667134-4814406107216660703?l=icky-pickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icky-pickles.blogspot.com/feeds/4814406107216660703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8768124665044667134.post-2876003537697404003</id><published>2007-07-14T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T09:40:58.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weird thoughts-</title><content type='html'>i'm spinning like a top at top speed;&lt;br /&gt;its not that i'm on the top of the world,&lt;br /&gt;i'm just feeling dizzy at the high altitudes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8768124665044667134-2876003537697404003?l=icky-pickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icky-pickles.blogspot.com/feeds/2876003537697404003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8768124665044667134&amp;postID=2876003537697404003' 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right.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did nothing like what we said yesterday. nonetheless, i finished six questions of tutorial 6b gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i sat there, munching on the gardenia bread with thick nutella spread, i recall the day when we made pasta together. it was more like strands of spaghetti swimming in watery cream sauce with pathetic little bits of mushrooms. that weeny amount of dough sure wasnt enough to fill our bellies. so we retired from the kitchen to the dining table, spreading piece after piece of wholemeal bread with nutella.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8768124665044667134-7685906582109928956?l=icky-pickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icky-pickles.blogspot.com/feeds/7685906582109928956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8768124665044667134.post-3244059362132228029</id><published>2007-07-09T01:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T23:52:29.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that damned asshole hahaha</title><content type='html'>i know you are watching. and here, i'm telling you that i've made it to where you once told me that i'm not capable of. i've proved you wrong. you are just a pathetic deeeesgusting old man&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8768124665044667134-3244059362132228029?l=icky-pickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icky-pickles.blogspot.com/feeds/3244059362132228029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8768124665044667134.post-6831398861049900998</id><published>2007-07-05T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T00:03:16.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no red line for today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;today is the fifth and i didnt take the red line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8768124665044667134-6831398861049900998?l=icky-pickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icky-pickles.blogspot.com/feeds/6831398861049900998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8768124665044667134&amp;postID=6831398861049900998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8768124665044667134/posts/default/6831398861049900998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8768124665044667134/posts/default/6831398861049900998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icky-pickles.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#6831398861049900998' title='no red line for today.'/><author><name>yx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18416270194829643335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8768124665044667134.post-546915565444879625</id><published>2007-07-04T02:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T23:50:57.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awwwwwwwwwwww</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;cedar is such a nice school to be in. i missed everything about it. there's our court, our corridor, our basketball toilet. i went to change in my favourite cubicle and my hands naturally went up to my neck, to try loosening my tie. but it was then i realised i wasnt wearing one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss cedar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8768124665044667134-546915565444879625?l=icky-pickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icky-pickles.blogspot.com/feeds/546915565444879625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8768124665044667134&amp;postID=546915565444879625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8768124665044667134/posts/default/546915565444879625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8768124665044667134/posts/default/546915565444879625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icky-pickles.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#546915565444879625' title='awwwwwwwwwwww'/><author><name>yx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18416270194829643335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8768124665044667134.post-7372124670396897119</id><published>2007-06-30T17:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T22:51:35.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today is NOT sunday!</title><content type='html'>this morning i woke up at 9.50 when i was supposed to give tuition at 10. i apologised for being late and started going through math and science. when it was five minutes to the end of session, i asked when he wanted his next lesson to be while giving him homework. so he said, "how about monday?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"isnt that tomorrow?"&lt;br /&gt;"today is saturday."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOODNESS.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so cheated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8768124665044667134-7372124670396897119?l=icky-pickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icky-pickles.blogspot.com/feeds/7372124670396897119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8768124665044667134&amp;postID=7372124670396897119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8768124665044667134/posts/default/7372124670396897119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8768124665044667134/posts/default/7372124670396897119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icky-pickles.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#7372124670396897119' title='today is NOT sunday!'/><author><name>yx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18416270194829643335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8768124665044667134.post-5342195495495016688</id><published>2007-06-10T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T22:24:15.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let There Be Love - Oasis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;who kicked a hole in the sky&lt;br /&gt;so the heavens will cry over me&lt;br /&gt;who stole the soul from the sun&lt;br /&gt;and the world come undone at the seams&lt;br /&gt;let there be love&lt;br /&gt;let there be love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope the weather is calm&lt;br /&gt;as you sail up your heavenly stream&lt;br /&gt;suspended clear in the sky&lt;br /&gt;are the words that we sing in our dreams&lt;br /&gt;let there be love x4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on baby blue&lt;br /&gt;shake up your tired eyes&lt;br /&gt;the world is waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;may all your dreaming fill the empty sky&lt;br /&gt;but if it makes you happy&lt;br /&gt;keep on clapping&lt;br /&gt;just remember I'll be by your side&lt;br /&gt;and if you don't let go&lt;br /&gt;it's gonna pass you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who kicked a hole in the sky&lt;br /&gt;so the heavens will cry over me&lt;br /&gt;who stole the soul from the sun&lt;br /&gt;and the world come undone at the seams&lt;br /&gt;let there be love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8768124665044667134-5342195495495016688?l=icky-pickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icky-pickles.blogspot.com/feeds/5342195495495016688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8768124665044667134&amp;postID=5342195495495016688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8768124665044667134/posts/default/5342195495495016688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8768124665044667134/posts/default/5342195495495016688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icky-pickles.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#5342195495495016688' title='Let There Be Love - &lt;b&gt;Oasis&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>yx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18416270194829643335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8768124665044667134.post-7267196659255618317</id><published>2007-06-05T22:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T23:15:16.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>madness</title><content type='html'>why have things become like this................i've had enough of people making empty promises, and also the consistent bugging about how lousy i am. its not that i dont want to; i've tried but things are just not as easy as we think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;things are getting sadder each day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;perhaps one day i can bang my head against the wall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;or jump off a building. well...................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8768124665044667134-7267196659255618317?l=icky-pickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icky-pickles.blogspot.com/feeds/7267196659255618317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8768124665044667134&amp;postID=7267196659255618317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8768124665044667134/posts/default/7267196659255618317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8768124665044667134/posts/default/7267196659255618317'/><link rel='alternate' 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feel &lt;strong&gt;breathless&lt;/strong&gt; standing next to andy, cause he'd be breathing in all the oxygen around you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8768124665044667134-3616927878323393171?l=icky-pickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icky-pickles.blogspot.com/feeds/3616927878323393171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8768124665044667134&amp;postID=3616927878323393171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8768124665044667134/posts/default/3616927878323393171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8768124665044667134/posts/default/3616927878323393171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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devastating! i wished it was stolen by some desperate kid who needed a pair of track shoes badly. i wouldnt mind losing the shoes but, sigh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8768124665044667134-8158490646464967987?l=icky-pickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icky-pickles.blogspot.com/feeds/8158490646464967987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8768124665044667134&amp;postID=8158490646464967987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8768124665044667134/posts/default/8158490646464967987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8768124665044667134/posts/default/8158490646464967987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icky-pickles.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#8158490646464967987' title='i want it back.'/><author><name>yx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18416270194829643335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8768124665044667134.post-1572037809100032971</id><published>2007-04-07T17:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T23:45:14.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>training was madd today. we did crazy drills and ran the 6th avenue route after that. i liked it though, at least it wasnt 9-11-13, or 13-15-17! hurrrrrr i'd rather run two rounds of the 6th avenue route than to sprint 13-15-17. i am absolutely serious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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dish&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; woah. chicken nugget i am bloody sick of chickens&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8768124665044667134-3377375749632124935?l=icky-pickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icky-pickles.blogspot.com/feeds/3377375749632124935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8768124665044667134&amp;postID=3377375749632124935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8768124665044667134/posts/default/3377375749632124935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8768124665044667134/posts/default/3377375749632124935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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