<?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-37974008</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:24:12.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Gibberish</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37974008.post-7593435477863434872</id><published>2007-04-30T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T09:36:01.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Seconds to Mars</title><content type='html'>30 Seconds to Mars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And gee, if anyone who's reading this has not watched their music video for From Yesterday and The Kill (Bury Me), please do. It's so worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so filled with music these days, and I don't know why. Probably because colleges are a good source of getting new music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm up to my nose in Sufjan Stevens, Emilie Autumn (her violindustrial stuff rocks), The Magnetic Fields, Little Birdy, Jeff Buckley, Mogwai and blah. Man. Hehe. I haven't even listened to all of them yet. Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yea, go take a listen to all of them if you haven't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dum dee dum... I'm just waiting for Crim tute to start. It's been getting pretty cold these days. By these days, I mean the past day or so. Heh. It's been raining quite a lot during the weekend, little drizzles which go on for ages and stuff. I really need to get a nice coat or something. The ones my mom sent over are just... -shifty eyes- ew. Sorry, mommy! Hehe. Going to get boots too! Saw a pair which cost only $45, so that should be alright. I think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, other than that, I haven't got much to say. Hm. Got back a couple of assignments, did alright in them. I really am starting to like Sociology. Probably because the class is so "together" and all. Hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made a couple of Singaporean friends, and have been sticking with Cherie because she takes the same subjects as me. So yay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's my little update for anyone who cares to read this pointless blog. Toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-7593435477863434872?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/7593435477863434872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=7593435477863434872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/7593435477863434872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/7593435477863434872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2007/04/30-seconds-to-mars.html' title='30 Seconds to Mars'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-2708274321135160577</id><published>2007-04-26T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T13:48:45.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hm</title><content type='html'>Well then, I know I haven't been updating much but psh. I've got stuff to do and Internet hasn't been very nice to me at all. So yea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently at Cherie's apartment. She's a Singaporean friend I found, who's in the same Sociology tutorial as me. Yay! So yea, I've been hanging out with her for quite a bit. Hm. She's way quirky, really interesting subject to study. Hehe. Kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yea... hm... not much has been happening, really. I've finished the 2 major essays for Crim and Psych. So yay for me! Now I've only got Socio and Anthro to deal with now. But they aren't due till June, so that's good, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yep, might be meeting up with some net friends this weekend, so hopefully that'll turn out alright. No worries, people back at home. I'll be fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much else to say now, do I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone should go have a listen at Hallelujah by Jeff Buckley. Blast it. I swear. It's heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-2708274321135160577?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/2708274321135160577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=2708274321135160577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/2708274321135160577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/2708274321135160577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2007/04/hm.html' title='Hm'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-5122783611737131648</id><published>2007-03-29T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T14:44:18.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intriguing</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't been updating much. Bear with me. Internet is so crappy back at Medley. And that usually pisses the hell out of me every night. Rhys has to deal with all the after/side effects. Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, hm. Just a thought which I had to write down somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's like I want to tell you everything face to face, or on the phone, that I have nothing to tell you online. It's weird, upsetting sometimes, but amazing too. It's so different from the days when we would be online for days at end, just chatting with each other. How did it change from endless things to chat online to nothing? Hm. Is it good? Or is it bad? When I see you online, my heart leaps, but after a few minutes, the conversation just dies down. But, it's different when I'm with you. I am constantly thinking of new things to say, new sounds to make (yea, you should know better... psh) and stuff. Hm. Intriguing.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dum dee dum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-5122783611737131648?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/5122783611737131648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=5122783611737131648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/5122783611737131648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/5122783611737131648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2007/03/intriguing.html' title='Intriguing'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-1863123338286373004</id><published>2007-03-06T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T13:11:11.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>I'm bored. No one to talk to. Not really liking university life much. I haven't found any friends in university yet (excluding Medley people), so between classes, I'm just wandering around, trying to waste time and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Student Computing Centre in Union House now. Thought I'd come online on MSN, but... no one's online. So meh. I'll probably just go find a place to do some reading then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stick my earphones in my ear&lt;br /&gt;Listen to music that you can't hear.&lt;br /&gt;Get cooped up in my own world here,&lt;br /&gt;Live my own life year after year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well. Ta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Please don't leave me alone.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-1863123338286373004?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/1863123338286373004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=1863123338286373004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/1863123338286373004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/1863123338286373004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2007/03/bored.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-3516250251715075206</id><published>2007-02-26T07:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T07:53:12.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My life</title><content type='html'>I'm having the time of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All balled into one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-3516250251715075206?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/3516250251715075206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=3516250251715075206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/3516250251715075206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/3516250251715075206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-life.html' title='My life'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-6878113546864908821</id><published>2007-02-15T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T19:59:58.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mwah</title><content type='html'>Know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Am. Happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I've got you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels weird whenever you're gone. Because then, I'll have no reason to smile anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and don't let this end, please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-6878113546864908821?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/6878113546864908821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=6878113546864908821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/6878113546864908821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/6878113546864908821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2007/02/mwah.html' title='Mwah'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-9034994639426292161</id><published>2007-02-07T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T18:00:41.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>If anyone reads this, I'm fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melbourne is awesome! I love the culture here, the buildings, the weather (well kind of), the whole "G'day mate!" when you walk into shops (or at least when I walk into shops with Rhys). It's wonderful if you've got the right companion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's wonderful if you have someone you love. Right beside you, whispering into your ear, showing you around, and just leading you along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, it's absolutely wonderful to finally be in love again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-9034994639426292161?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/9034994639426292161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=9034994639426292161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/9034994639426292161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/9034994639426292161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2007/02/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-2517864493681040362</id><published>2007-01-31T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T10:02:31.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams do come true</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling good. Kind of. Down to the last 3 days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to see Mitra for the last time in a few months today. Ah well. I'm just happy we're parting on a good note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't wait for Sunday! That's when I'll finally finally &lt;b&gt;finally&lt;/b&gt; be able to meet Rhys. After... 5 long months. Man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really a dream come true, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-2517864493681040362?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/2517864493681040362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=2517864493681040362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/2517864493681040362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/2517864493681040362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2007/01/dreams-do-come-true.html' title='Dreams do come true'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-5018527095556250669</id><published>2007-01-28T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T23:47:15.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgia</title><content type='html'>So I'm down to the last five days. Well, more or less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm already starting to feel the nostalgia sweeping in. And it sucks bigtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking on the street today, and listening to My Chemical Romance. And although I was trying real hard to focus on the music, I just kept thinking about things I'd miss. And I had to keep taking deep breaths to calm myself down. I think the people around me would've thought I was crazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a chore to keep from crying too. Especially when I see Crystal running around the house (or lying). And yea, it sucks to know that I won't be able to see her for a long period of time after Friday. Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel as sure as I'm supposed to. And it's starting to freak me out. What if something goes wrong? What if nothing works out right? What if... what if?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sucks. I'd rather just bring Friday forward, have one big bawl at home before I leave, another at the airport, maybe one on the plane, and get it over with. Urgh! I don't want to be keeping in all these nonsense for five whole days. It's not any fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, if I'm a little touchy these few days, please pardon me. I'm not in the best of moods. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well. I just hope everything goes smoothly. I don't want to let some people down. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, there's tomorrow. Which'll probably be the last time I see Mitra for a couple of months. It's going to be tough saying goodbye. Oh well. I guess it's better it be in her house than at the airport. I don't even know what time her flight is on Thursday. She hasn't messaged me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe instead of swimming in the pool tomorrow, I'll be swimming in my own tears. Ha. Ha. Eff-ing ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-5018527095556250669?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/5018527095556250669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=5018527095556250669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/5018527095556250669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/5018527095556250669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2007/01/nostalgia.html' title='Nostalgia'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-592318410867564253</id><published>2007-01-26T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T23:06:07.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chaos</title><content type='html'>Whoa... busy busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, everything starts coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-departure seminars tomorrow, two of them, one after the other. And then, dinner with my cousins and maybe a little window shopping. It's difficult for us to get together without our parents. But I'm pretty sure it'll be way fun. It was fun this evening. I laughed a whole lot of times. Haven't done that in ages. Hm. It's awesome to be so at ease with these people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, that'll be for Saturday. On Sunday, I'll be catching a movie, probably with Tian Boon and Frances, although Frances hasn't really confirmed yet. Tian Boon owes me a lot of stuff. Hm. Money, The Sims 2 (and all the other expansion packs) and a dinner treat. So yep, probably going to get them all on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, on Monday, there's the date with Mitra and Sruj. We're probably going to go swimming at Mitra's condo, so yay! Haven't swam for ages. Gee. I hope I still remember how to float. Hehe. Kidding... of course I do. Psh. I love the water. Mm. I don't really like pool water though, sea water is so much better but ah well. It's too troublesome to go to the beach. Even though Singapore's surrounded by sea. Meh. It's bizarre, the excuses we find sometimes. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. I guess that's basically it. I've got a dental appointment on Tuesday morning, then I'll probably be meeting Tony to pass him his stuff toy in the evening. I wonder what it'll be like, seeing him again after so many months. Heh. Psh, I know he's reading this, but o well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, rest on Wednesday and Thursday (or maybe there'll be more activities lined up, I've no clue) and then Friday! The &lt;b&gt;big&lt;/b&gt; day! Yes! Oh lordy, I honestly can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll be seeing you...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-592318410867564253?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/592318410867564253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=592318410867564253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/592318410867564253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/592318410867564253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2007/01/chaos.html' title='Chaos'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-243317407509659009</id><published>2007-01-26T07:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T07:49:58.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whee...</title><content type='html'>It's a dreary, rainy Friday morning. Next week this day, I'll probably be too excited to eat. Or sleep. Hehe. I'd probably be run... no wait. I don't want to write my future down. Psh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yes, in other words, I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are starting to smooth out. And yep, I can finally say I'll be seeing Rhys on the Sunday morning. Unless something drastic happens, which I'm pretty sure won't. So yea, fingers crossed! Oh lordy, I don't know what to wear... -insert string of curses here-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-243317407509659009?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/243317407509659009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=243317407509659009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/243317407509659009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/243317407509659009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2007/01/whee.html' title='Whee...'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-9190263220020533199</id><published>2007-01-25T20:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T20:40:45.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rant Pt. 2</title><content type='html'>My dad just can't get things I say into his head. I swear. I was just raising my voice just now so I could make sure he heard everything I said. Because when I said it in my normal tone, he kept going "What?". So yea. And, this form I told him to fill up he didn't fill. And now, he's blaming me for not telling him to fill it up. Ok, well not blaming. But, he said he didn't fill it up and the blah. Nevermind, I'm not expecting anyone to understand my blabber now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh fuck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's just so fucked up and I don't think there's any way to get rid of this stress. Yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try writing, but I get so irritated by it too. There's this poem Rhys started, and I'm trying to continue it, but after the first 3 stanzas, everything which comes out just seems like shit. And, I don't know whether or not to end it at the 3 stanzas, or to continue on and try to work on it more. ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Blogger's screwed up. Again. Yay! Oh holy yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, I can't type long posts or my "connection with Blogger" will be lost. This is so crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-9190263220020533199?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/9190263220020533199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=9190263220020533199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/9190263220020533199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/9190263220020533199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2007/01/rant-pt-2.html' title='Rant Pt. 2'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-6834324709966820720</id><published>2007-01-25T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T20:40:15.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rant Pt. 1</title><content type='html'>I was just by the post office today, and I had nothing to post. But, someone just bought something from me on eBay, so that means I've got to go down to the post office (not just any letterbox because its' a book) and post it. Great. Urgh! It pisses me off sometimes how things can be so uncoordinated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And well, I promised a friend (or acquaintance, if you might) to draw an iris for his contest thing on dA. Haven't actually gotten down to it. Partially because of the move and I kinda forgot about it... and also because of my unwillingness to draw. I mean, yea, I doodle, but I don't like to draw. Because what comes out of my pen usually sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, gee, I promised the guy, and now I've got to carry it out. Or I'll probably have that ":\" face stuck in my mind everytime I see him on dAmn. Just great. I don't fucking need this. Me and my big fan fingers. I just had to say "I'll try!". Gosh, I can get so irritated with myself sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went all the way to Ang Mo Kio today, to find some books from the library. Mainly for this online book club thingy I just joined. And couldn't find any of the two. It was horrible. I really wanted to read one of them. But ah well. And then, I felt bad when I got online because well, I had to tell Vanessa (the founder of the club) that I couldn't get my hands on the books. It was horrible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-6834324709966820720?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/6834324709966820720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=6834324709966820720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/6834324709966820720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/6834324709966820720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2007/01/rant-pt-1.html' title='Rant Pt. 1'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-5287872043139187776</id><published>2007-01-23T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T22:15:20.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anxiousness</title><content type='html'>Ok pardon the last post. I was ... just too... irritated. Which I am again, but that doesn't really matter much. I can't be bothered to waste my anger on her again. It's pointless. It keeps repeating itself and yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... 10 more days. Hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll probably only be able to meet up with Rhys on the 5 Feb. So make that... 13 days. Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I didn't have to go for that damned tour. I mean, why do I want to see penguins?! Like seriously... it's just... lame. And a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, as you can tell, I'm not in a very good mood again. Oh yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-5287872043139187776?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/5287872043139187776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=5287872043139187776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/5287872043139187776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/5287872043139187776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2007/01/anxiousness.html' title='Anxiousness'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-512927581697365628</id><published>2007-01-21T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T14:15:32.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who gets the last laugh?</title><content type='html'>I shall watch you crumble one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch as you fall to your feet in despair and your cheeks strewn with bloody tears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If let be, I won't help you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sirree. Why should I help someone who thinks she's so high and fucking mighty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a good reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand on your own two feet, because know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be around to be your servant much more. I'm going to live my own life, and leave you to destroy yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-512927581697365628?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/512927581697365628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=512927581697365628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/512927581697365628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/512927581697365628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2007/01/who-gets-last-laugh.html' title='Who gets the last laugh?'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-1709205199842631426</id><published>2007-01-20T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T23:26:02.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running to you</title><content type='html'>No goodbyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On your mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-1709205199842631426?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/1709205199842631426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=1709205199842631426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/1709205199842631426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/1709205199842631426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2007/01/running-to-you.html' title='Running to you'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-8710714007344826616</id><published>2007-01-19T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T10:28:01.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muse photos</title><content type='html'>Well I finally uploaded the Muse photos into Dropshots. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dropshots.com/gibbereve"&gt;Muse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There it is. The latest 2 days. Heh. I don't know why it's separated into 2 days, but psh. As long as it's there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Rhys is on his way to Melbourne now. I hope I'll still be able to see him online often. Or else I just might die. Hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, then again, 14 more days to Melbourne!!! Oh lordy. That's less than half a month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tomorrow I wake with you. Yes, I will.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-8710714007344826616?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/8710714007344826616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=8710714007344826616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/8710714007344826616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/8710714007344826616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2007/01/muse-photos.html' title='Muse photos'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-1942910049593555971</id><published>2007-01-18T20:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T20:57:16.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>Hm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess dreams do come true afterall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-1942910049593555971?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/1942910049593555971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=1942910049593555971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/1942910049593555971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/1942910049593555971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2007/01/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-1326251987178427026</id><published>2007-01-18T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T18:29:25.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake me up</title><content type='html'>I feel absolutely horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did something really wrong last night, haven't been able to right it since. Kept me up till the wee hours of the morning, thankfully I was alone. Only had 4 hours of sleep or less, then had a bloody lecture in the morning by the person in the Management Office (Yes, I was in the new condo). Been carrying and moving and unpacking stuff. The whole place is a mess and so squeezy because we're moving from a landed house to a small condo. I've just woken up from an hour's sleep and I still feel horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm supposed to go buy dinner from the same food court we had lunch at. I swear this place is seeming more and more dreary to me. I would like to get out of here quick. Thank goodness there're only 10+ more days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a dream while I was asleep. A really really good dream. But, I don't think it's going to come true anytime soon. And I'm starting to hate myself for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-1326251987178427026?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/1326251987178427026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=1326251987178427026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/1326251987178427026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/1326251987178427026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2007/01/wake-me-up.html' title='Wake me up'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-735349750505446532</id><published>2007-01-17T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T00:10:19.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muse!</title><content type='html'>MUSE WAS BADASS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, most of you probably read that on my nick already, but psh! They were awesome! I've got a few photos which I'll find a way to put in here. They're pretty big so yea. Or maybe I'll just forget about it since no one who reads my blog is a fan of Muse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I got a call from the principal of Medley Hall yesterday (or yester-yesterday) while queueing for Muse. And yea, she sounded really friendly and nice, and yea. I've got a place! Yay!! So I'll probably move in after the 12th Feb. And yep, can't wait to see the place! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then, did quite a lot of shifting today (yesterday), and I'm really really tired now. I've got a bruise on my right arm from the mosh pit at Muse's gig. It was horrible. I was in the second row right at the center, but when the gig started, everyone just surged forward and yea, basically I was squashed. Couldn't breathe and all, but Matt came to the front of the stage twice while I was still in the center. So I was reaching out and screaming like your typical fan. Lol. It was awesome! Wish I could've taken out my camera then, but couldn't. I couldn't really move much. Hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After awhile, I really couldn't breathe, and had to get the security guys to get me out of the mosh pit. So, I was at the side of the stage for half of the gig. At least I could breathe and take photos there, so it was fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muse was awesome though. Really really good. I now know why they were the Best Live Band of 2006. I'm trying to get the bootleg of the whole gig but hm... since the connection's still a little unstable, I'll probably download it a couple of days later or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I'm just really sore and tired at the moment. So I might just take an early night since Rhys is being so mean. Urgh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-735349750505446532?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/735349750505446532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=735349750505446532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/735349750505446532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/735349750505446532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2007/01/muse_17.html' title='Muse!'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-4331872531451956079</id><published>2007-01-14T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T11:53:56.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed</title><content type='html'>I'm fucking stressed at the moment. Nothing seems to be going right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Farewell dinner is like... probably not going to come true. I don't know how many people are going. And it's fucking weird to ask people to come send you off, is it not? But, my close friends are all busy working and stuff. So, I can't possibly ask them can I? So to shit with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Bintan trip on Sat. Is it still on? Or is it off? Must I be the one organising it again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Medley Hall still hasn't gotten back to me and I'm kind of starting to freak out. What if they haven't received the documents Miss Baljeet sent? Urgh! What if I don't get lodging?! Oh Christ... help me. Thank goodness Rhys would have an apartment by then. Well, hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I've received an email about the pre-departure briefing from Monash University but not University of Melbourne. Like what the hell is going on? Should I contact IDP? This is so frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I'm trying to make this CSS Journal for my dA account. And I was so proud of myself yesterday for actually getting it up. But, because my laptop is pretty small, it looks fine on  mine. But not on others. And, its starting to look pretty plain. But, I don't have Photoshop 7.0, so almost every brush on dA I can't use. Shit bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I actually agreed to take part in this tattoo design contest of someone on dA. Like how stupid am I!? I can't even draw, for goodness's sake. Me and my itchy fucking fingers. Just kill me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, these may all seem like little itsy bits and stuff, but it means a whole fucking lot to me. And yea, I'm just really really mushed up now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think yesterday's mood swing's coming back with more vengeance. Oh lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-4331872531451956079?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/4331872531451956079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=4331872531451956079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/4331872531451956079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/4331872531451956079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2007/01/stressed.html' title='Stressed'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-3751782165902627453</id><published>2007-01-13T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T17:49:03.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmare</title><content type='html'>Hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing how mood swings can hit so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just hoping a shower'll kill this one off before it gets too serious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-3751782165902627453?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/3751782165902627453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=3751782165902627453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/3751782165902627453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/3751782165902627453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2007/01/nightmare.html' title='Nightmare'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-662326574156343871</id><published>2007-01-12T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T14:54:22.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jean-Baptiste Maunier</title><content type='html'>I just finished watching Les Choristes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Jean-Baptiste Maunier is so hot. Well, he's the classy-hot kind. Not the sexy-hot. And oh man... I'm googling for his photos now. Meh. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty rare that I go crazy over an actor, but man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could put a picture of him up here, but Blogger hates me. So I'm not even going to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yea, Les Choristes is a good movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-662326574156343871?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/662326574156343871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=662326574156343871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/662326574156343871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/662326574156343871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2007/01/jean-baptiste-maunier.html' title='Jean-Baptiste Maunier'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-7716951820021958979</id><published>2007-01-11T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T23:33:47.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muse</title><content type='html'>Good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found someone to go to the Muse concert with! Met her at the Muse message boards. So yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's happening next Tuesday. Whee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-7716951820021958979?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/7716951820021958979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=7716951820021958979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/7716951820021958979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/7716951820021958979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2007/01/muse.html' title='Muse'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-4506919819993989311</id><published>2007-01-11T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T15:45:29.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music</title><content type='html'>Well, got myself Imogen Heap's Speak for Yourself album. I really really wanted to get Explosion in the Sky (An awesome awesome instrumental band), but well Imogen Heap sounded better (if only by a bit). They were both the same price, 37 bucks. Urgh. I swear, Singapore's music industry should just &lt;b&gt;die&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... they had only &lt;b&gt;one&lt;/b&gt; Valley of the Damned CD of Dragonforce. &lt;b&gt;Urgh!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted Inhuman Rampage, but there was nothing else. Damn. And the Valley of the Damned CD cost 51 bucks. Like what the hell?! I'm going to check it in iTunes store now to see how much it is there. And well, I might just buy it from there or something. I swear, HMV is a total rip-off. Or maybe its just Singapore's music stores. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, Imogen Heap is in my hands! Whee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-4506919819993989311?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/4506919819993989311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=4506919819993989311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/4506919819993989311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/4506919819993989311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2007/01/music.html' title='Music'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-6568010603189404297</id><published>2007-01-11T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T00:09:16.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Infuriating</title><content type='html'>Are you good, or are you bad?&lt;br /&gt;Why do you always make me so mad?&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I think you're an angel,&lt;br /&gt;You humiliate me in front of people.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you make me so fucking mad.&lt;br /&gt;Why must you be so fucking bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I or should I not hate you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think it's a must to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-6568010603189404297?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/6568010603189404297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=6568010603189404297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/6568010603189404297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/6568010603189404297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2007/01/infuriating.html' title='Infuriating'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-8058206450053795344</id><published>2007-01-09T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T22:02:29.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused (In a Good Way)</title><content type='html'>Hm. Time does fly by, doesn't it? When I first met you, it was back in August. And now, 5 months have passed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like such a short time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So little done, yet so much felt. Interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-8058206450053795344?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/8058206450053795344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=8058206450053795344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/8058206450053795344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/8058206450053795344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2007/01/confused-in-good-way.html' title='Confused (In a Good Way)'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-2702550796134758945</id><published>2007-01-08T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T20:54:25.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imogen Heap</title><content type='html'>This woman. Is. Truly. Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="180px" height="23px"  bgcolor="#ECECEC"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fmaxlab.altervista.org%2Fradio%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FImogen%20Heap%20-%20Hide%20And%20Seek.rbs&amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so going to get her album. Like tomorrow if I can find it in HMV. IT'D BETTER BE THERE! Or I'll seriously sue Singapore's music industry for being a prick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-2702550796134758945?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/2702550796134758945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=2702550796134758945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/2702550796134758945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/2702550796134758945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2007/01/imogen-heap.html' title='Imogen Heap'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-5883725369468672233</id><published>2007-01-08T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T15:52:44.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flicker</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Flicker.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're there&lt;br /&gt;   staring at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Flicker.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music of Death Cab filters through&lt;br /&gt;  covering the distance&lt;br /&gt;    which stands between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Flicker.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're there again&lt;br /&gt;  smiling now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Flicker.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eye lids flutter&lt;br /&gt;  drooping lower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Flicker.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos of you continue &lt;br /&gt;  playing beneath closed lids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Flicker.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I go to sleep&lt;br /&gt;  Knowing tomorrow I will&lt;br /&gt;    Wake with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-5883725369468672233?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/5883725369468672233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=5883725369468672233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/5883725369468672233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/5883725369468672233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2007/01/flicker.html' title='Flicker'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-5183450076722522894</id><published>2007-01-07T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T23:36:22.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Marathon</title><content type='html'>The Banquet and Coyote Ugly in one afternoon/evening. Hm. Pretty weird combinaton, but worth watching again. Yes, I've watched both before, but watching them again (especially The Banquet) really got me to see some stuff I didn't really see before. Heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, I basically spent the whole afternoon/night at Frances's place. Tian Boon, Andrew and me had lunch with her family at this prata place which had really yummy stuff. Then, we went back to her place and watched the movies. Andrew left after Coyote Ugly though, sad. Or else we would have another joker around. But ah well. It's ok. Tian Boon was still around. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner which was awesome, pizza and salad. Mmm. The pizza was awesome! Everything was cooked to the right degree. The crust was just crispy enough and the cheese was just melted enough and yea, you get the idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tian Boon, Frances and I stayed around the table after dinner to talk for a bit. It was pretty fun, just talking. Hm. It's something we should do more often. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fun. I would've stayed over if Frances and Tian Boon didn't have work the next day. Ah well. We might go to Bintan for a day trip sometime soon. Now that sounds awesome. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-5183450076722522894?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/5183450076722522894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=5183450076722522894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/5183450076722522894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/5183450076722522894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2007/01/movie-marathon.html' title='Movie Marathon'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-5933651587840137007</id><published>2007-01-06T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T21:40:20.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything's looking up now.</title><content type='html'>Hm. I went shopping yesterday and bought 400 bucks worth of clothes. Whee! Am I a professional shopper or what? Hehe. Kidding. But, yea, they were really nice blouses, and I got this really nice casual dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And well, everything's sorted out, laid out and clear now. So yep, Rhys and I'll be giving it some time before delving back into a relationship. It's what both he and I need, and yes, we do respect each other. So hm, till Australia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's less than a month away. Oh lordy, I can't wait already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-5933651587840137007?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/5933651587840137007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=5933651587840137007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/5933651587840137007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/5933651587840137007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2007/01/everythings-looking-up-now.html' title='Everything&apos;s looking up now.'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-1268233060492553143</id><published>2007-01-03T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T23:36:20.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NbyN Photoshoot</title><content type='html'>Photos from the Photoshoot yesterday! Yay! I tried uploading them in Blogger but failed to. Urgh. Irritating thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dropshots.com/day.php?userid=226865&amp;cdate=20070102"&gt;Photoshoot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-1268233060492553143?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/1268233060492553143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=1268233060492553143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/1268233060492553143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/1268233060492553143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2007/01/nbyn-photoshoot.html' title='NbyN Photoshoot'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-4720400683212246257</id><published>2007-01-03T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T21:07:35.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're back!</title><content type='html'>Back. For good. Thank goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've missed you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yogata. Now, I'm really really happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you're smiling again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't think I will ever&lt;br /&gt;Grow bored of your smile.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll be able to&lt;br /&gt;Spot it even from a mile.&lt;br /&gt;But, come to think of it,&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen it in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;So take a few photos&lt;br /&gt;And make my wait worthwhile.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-4720400683212246257?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/4720400683212246257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=4720400683212246257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/4720400683212246257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/4720400683212246257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2007/01/youre-back.html' title='You&apos;re back!'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-1020905250006349558</id><published>2007-01-02T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T11:59:27.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a child</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I just can't take this nonsense anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hang the clothes later.&lt;br /&gt;Feed Crystal.&lt;br /&gt;Vacuum the floor.&lt;br /&gt;Mop the floor.&lt;br /&gt;Every day also watching TV and on the computer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do this.... do that... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like gosh, and what do you tell &lt;i&gt;her&lt;/i&gt; to do? NOTHING! I don't see her doing chores around the house. Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know, I do know how to organise my time?! So like... don't fucking mess it up for me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I say &lt;b&gt;I know&lt;/b&gt;, I &lt;b&gt;fucking know&lt;/b&gt; k?! So just stop baby-ing me around, and then treating me like some grownup the next minute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I need to return the DVDs by the 4th. And I know I'll be going to Heartland Mall later to return them. So stop telling me I need to! BECAUSE I FUCKING KNOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I tell you in an irritated tone that I know because you keep telling me, then &lt;b&gt;don't&lt;/b&gt; tell me not to speak to you like that. Because y'know what? It's not &lt;b&gt;my&lt;/b&gt; fault! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT A FUCKING CHILD ANYMORE DAMN IT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-1020905250006349558?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/1020905250006349558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=1020905250006349558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/1020905250006349558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/1020905250006349558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2007/01/not-child.html' title='Not a child'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-477326223115112969</id><published>2007-01-01T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T19:12:10.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rhys and Resolutions</title><content type='html'>RHYS IS ALIVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not back yet, since he's still at Hannah's, but he's ALIVE! YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg... you cannot even start to imagine how relieved I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, he's feeling pretty rotten but he is FINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God, goodness, whatever.... X3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A perfect present for the new year. Thank you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the resolutions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Give Rhys a big hug when I finally get to see him&lt;br /&gt;2) Make sure Rhys is happy, yes, as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;3) Get a scholarship for my second year at University of Melbourne&lt;br /&gt;4) Keep in touch with all my close friends (Mitra, Sruj, Tian Boon)&lt;br /&gt;5) Publish a book (Either at lulu.com because it's free or at some actual publisher)&lt;br /&gt;6) Get myself into Medley Hall and then make lots of friends&lt;br /&gt;7) Try to stay in the pink of health so I won't have to waste money on doctor bills&lt;br /&gt;8) Learn to do house chores o.O&lt;br /&gt;9) Try to make myself beautiful (with makeup, d'oh...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's about all for now. I'll try to think up more or something and add them on. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm finally happy. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-477326223115112969?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/477326223115112969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=477326223115112969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/477326223115112969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/477326223115112969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2007/01/rhys-is-alive-not-back-yet-since-hes.html' title='Rhys and Resolutions'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-3029062860079770977</id><published>2007-01-01T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T00:24:54.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psh.</title><content type='html'>Thanks for calling, have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Rhys, I'm so going to get you when you get your ass back to Eden. If you ever do get your ass back to Eden. You'd better. Because I need to get someone's ass for this bloody misery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening (not watching... there's nothing to watch, really) to the VivoCity celebrations, and I do think they're like just mouthing the words to the songs. I think they recorded it beforehand and yea... it looks so fake. Like seriously. Ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a good way to the start the new year, but psh. Whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-3029062860079770977?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/3029062860079770977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=3029062860079770977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/3029062860079770977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/3029062860079770977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2007/01/psh.html' title='Psh.'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-2426159220232798067</id><published>2007-01-01T00:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T00:05:58.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2007</title><content type='html'>Happy new year! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wish you were here with me...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-2426159220232798067?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/2426159220232798067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=2426159220232798067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/2426159220232798067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/2426159220232798067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2007/01/2007.html' title='2007'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-5400990621804856554</id><published>2006-12-31T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T19:58:11.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hm.</title><content type='html'>4 more hours to 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Jan 2007 is just another day, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhys still isn't back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party was alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Battle Royale. Violent, but interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-5400990621804856554?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/5400990621804856554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=5400990621804856554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/5400990621804856554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/5400990621804856554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2006/12/hm.html' title='Hm.'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-5209153803848735224</id><published>2006-12-30T09:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T09:55:52.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>This is a quote I found on a 2007 Calendar I got...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Friends are the rare people who ask how you are... and wait around for the answer.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like hell yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, my party's basically screwed because Mitra isn't coming. Oh well. Tian Boon's going to be late so yea. =( I'm banged up pretty badly now. No, not banged up like raped, but you get what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Tian Boon might still be sleeping. Pig. I better call him again to check whether he's on his way to the MRT. Urgh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-5209153803848735224?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/5209153803848735224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=5209153803848735224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/5209153803848735224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/5209153803848735224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2006/12/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-4744442607414310550</id><published>2006-12-30T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T00:25:21.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rhys, come back now. I'm expecting you to sign on anytime. &gt;&lt; I know I'm just destroying myself, but I can't be bothered. You're coming back today! &lt;b&gt;Today!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm keeping my fingers soooo crossed they're almost twisted that I'll be able to see you tomorrow before I have to get out and do my stuff and have the party. So yes, come on, Rhys. Sign on now. &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-4744442607414310550?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/4744442607414310550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=4744442607414310550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/4744442607414310550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/4744442607414310550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2006/12/rhys-come-back-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-1882043820570576339</id><published>2006-12-29T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T21:18:29.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Invisible</title><content type='html'>I can't believe you forgot I don't take chilli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practising for when I'm gone so fast, eh? Oh, yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-1882043820570576339?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/1882043820570576339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=1882043820570576339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/1882043820570576339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/1882043820570576339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2006/12/invisible.html' title='Invisible'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-818621281390503721</id><published>2006-12-28T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T19:38:24.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.Bored.</title><content type='html'>Well. Connection's still a little slow, especially for anything which has anything to do with Google, like Blogger for instance. Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm absolutely bored out of my bloody wits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Screwed out of my brains by boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least Trivia on dA is working now. So I've got something to occupy my mind with. Hm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people just get on my nerves so bloody much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't fucking look down on me or think I'm some kid. Because know what? You're the same age as me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-818621281390503721?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/818621281390503721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=818621281390503721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/818621281390503721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/818621281390503721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2006/12/bored.html' title='.Bored.'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-7660494671288436198</id><published>2006-12-26T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T17:27:01.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dull Shit</title><content type='html'>Life seems ultra dull at the moment. I can't wait for Saturday to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday equals to:&lt;br /&gt;1) Rhys will be back! Finally... it's a chore living without him to bother.&lt;br /&gt;2) Farewell party at my place, so I'll get to see most of my classmates whom I haven't seen in a pretty long time. Psh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So until then, I shall just rot my brains out at home. On my own. With no one to bother or talk to except my mom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, how fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-7660494671288436198?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/7660494671288436198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=7660494671288436198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/7660494671288436198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/7660494671288436198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2006/12/dull-shit.html' title='Dull Shit'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-914959518718552685</id><published>2006-12-25T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T20:50:03.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foolish Hopes</title><content type='html'>Would you have stayed if I'd asked?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-914959518718552685?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/914959518718552685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=914959518718552685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/914959518718552685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/914959518718552685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2006/12/foolish-hopes.html' title='Foolish Hopes'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-7823689834701615802</id><published>2006-12-24T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T22:36:45.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only 2 Hours?</title><content type='html'>Great, just great... I turn on a movie, and then lie down on the couch and fall asleep, hoping I'd actually sleep through the night and not face the dilemma of what movie to watch while waiting for boredom to get rid of itself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BUT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I wake up too bloody hours later, and it's still 10.30pm. And I'm still feeling tired. There's something seriously wrong here. Either, my body truly hates me, or my body truly hates me. Hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, why must you be gone when I need you?! &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-7823689834701615802?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/7823689834701615802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=7823689834701615802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/7823689834701615802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/7823689834701615802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2006/12/only-2-hours.html' title='Only 2 Hours?'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-6592914068274997901</id><published>2006-12-24T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T18:11:17.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuckin' Christmas</title><content type='html'>Alone once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well. I hate counting down to big events like Christmas and New Year's online. But, it always seems to end up being that way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I'm pathetic, aren't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitra's back, but she's not picking up her phone or replying my sms-es. Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas in advance. I might just go to sleep before twelve and forget Christmas  altogether.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-6592914068274997901?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/6592914068274997901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=6592914068274997901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/6592914068274997901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/6592914068274997901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2006/12/fuckin-christmas.html' title='Fuckin&apos; Christmas'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-1838099906901936950</id><published>2006-12-24T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T13:22:50.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ministry of Sound</title><content type='html'>Clubbing is so much fun! What Chong said is totally untrue. Psh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went with Tian Boon, Shu Ying, Diana, Tracy, Rui Qi, Arthur, Cui Wen and Shi Yuan. I know it's a pretty weird group, since the connections are like all over. But, it was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the first room we went to, there was this horribly cute waiter. Hehe. He was new there, and because it was our first time, we didn't really know what drinks we could have. Lol, call us noobs, whatever. But it was so cute when he had to keep excusing himself to ask his more experienced colleague. Heh. And he does look cute. I think he was the cutest guy in the club, really. Hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the dancing was pretty awkward at first, I must say. My legs were doing alright, but my hands were all "I-don't-know-how-to-move". Psh. Hehe. But, I gradually got the hang of it. I thought the music was awesome, although it gave Shu Ying a headache. Feeling better, darling? I mean, yes, the music was way loud, and yes, until now I still hear an "eeee" noise in the background, but it was pretty good. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, when's the next time we're going again? =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-1838099906901936950?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/1838099906901936950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=1838099906901936950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/1838099906901936950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/1838099906901936950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2006/12/ministry-of-sound.html' title='Ministry of Sound'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-1999705383306858472</id><published>2006-12-22T17:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T17:05:59.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Wish</title><content type='html'>I wish you didn't have to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-1999705383306858472?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/1999705383306858472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=1999705383306858472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/1999705383306858472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/1999705383306858472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-wish.html' title='Christmas Wish'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-4220718323995953500</id><published>2006-12-21T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T22:34:28.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Patrol</title><content type='html'>Hm. I just checked on Last.fm and apparently, Evanescence and Snow Patrol are going to perform in Melbourne in February, when I am there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And DAMN, do I want to go to the Snow Patrol one. &gt;&lt; Christ, if only I was rich. -sniffs- I shall go check out the ticket prices. But, I doubt I'll be able to make it because of Orientation and all. O lord.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so want to go for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-4220718323995953500?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/4220718323995953500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=4220718323995953500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/4220718323995953500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/4220718323995953500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2006/12/snow-patrol.html' title='Snow Patrol'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-6712715035824324606</id><published>2006-12-20T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T16:45:31.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Le Fabuleux Destin d'Amélie Poulain</title><content type='html'>I just finished watching Le Fabuleux Destin d'Amélie Poulain or better known as Amélie. Awesome movie by Jean-Pierre Jeunet. The whole thing was really original and very well put. And the music by Yann Tiersen was lovely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhys was kind enough to send me sheet music for piano just awhile ago, so I'm printing them out now. Yay! Can't wait to lay my fingers on the notes. The melodies are just heavenly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-6712715035824324606?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/6712715035824324606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=6712715035824324606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/6712715035824324606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/6712715035824324606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2006/12/le-fabuleux-destin-damlie-poulain.html' title='Le Fabuleux Destin d&apos;Amélie Poulain'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-652983238574927201</id><published>2006-12-20T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T12:42:37.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Spirits</title><content type='html'>I just got a parcel from Rhys. In it were 2 CDs. One was a burnt copy of the movie Amelie which I've been dying to watch. The other one was a personalized DVD. The cover of the DVD (the upper side) was a photo of him in his lovely purple tie and with his striking white electric guitar. And in the DVD, were 755 songs, most of which I've been begging him to send me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, I guess that's what I might call the perfect Christmas present. Where can I ever find someone so amazing? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my gifts to him seem so insignificant. Heh. Ah well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here're the photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v437/fake-secrets/Picture1.png"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v437/fake-secrets/Picture2.png"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-652983238574927201?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/652983238574927201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=652983238574927201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/652983238574927201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/652983238574927201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-spirits.html' title='Christmas Spirits'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-6944245459820955938</id><published>2006-12-19T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T23:45:44.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmare Wish</title><content type='html'>The Holiday. Pretty good movie. It has a few funny parts, and the scenery was beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, well, it did kind of disturb me. One small part when Miles went back to his ex-girlfriend. Hm. Cringed a bit when that happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't think you're the same anymore. So answer me, has my nightmare come true? No wait, don't answer that.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-6944245459820955938?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/6944245459820955938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=6944245459820955938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/6944245459820955938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/6944245459820955938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2006/12/nightmare-wish.html' title='Nightmare Wish'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-5829093021083186002</id><published>2006-12-19T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T09:58:52.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jingle Bells</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Dashing through the snow&lt;br /&gt;On a one-horse open sleigh,&lt;br /&gt;Let's welcome tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;Remember yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bells on bob tail ring,&lt;br /&gt;Making spirits bright.&lt;br /&gt;Comfort and warmth, we all shall bring&lt;br /&gt;On this silent winter's night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh....&lt;br /&gt;Jingle bells, jingle bells,&lt;br /&gt;Jingle all the way!&lt;br /&gt;Oh what fun it is to ride and sing&lt;br /&gt;In a one horse open sleigh!&lt;br /&gt;(x2)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rendition of Jingle Bells. Heh, I know it's only half the song. It was meant to be for Rui Qi and Rui Shan, but hm, it was too long to fit into the paper. Hehe. Your presents are ready! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember the "Dashing dashing dashing" alto part. Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-5829093021083186002?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/5829093021083186002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=5829093021083186002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/5829093021083186002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/5829093021083186002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2006/12/jingle-bells.html' title='Jingle Bells'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-4982041249378963024</id><published>2006-12-19T08:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T09:13:13.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Walks</title><content type='html'>Had a great time yesterday, sitting at Coffee Bean and chatting with Andrew and Tian Boon. Laughed till my cheeks hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, came back and listened to Sarah Brightman and the rain. Heavenly, I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just took a morning walk in the rain to see Spike and his kitty friend, to check whether they're alright and to feed them. Ah well, because it's raining, I can't walk Spike. But, the kitty really made my day. He was brushing himself against me the whole time and yea, his fur is really really smooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, although I'm drenched, I did have a good past hour. Heh. Hopefully the rain'll stop by three. I've got a movie date later in the evening. Okay, no, not really a date. But, yea, meeting Tian Boon to watch a movie before he goes back to Malaysia. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, came up with a haiku for Andrew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Being with Andrew&lt;br /&gt;Is like trying to hold back&lt;br /&gt;An eager puppy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-4982041249378963024?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/4982041249378963024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=4982041249378963024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/4982041249378963024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/4982041249378963024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2006/12/morning-walks.html' title='Morning Walks'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-220745997357021065</id><published>2006-12-17T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T13:48:48.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tsubasa Chronicles</title><content type='html'>Well then, I just finished watching the second season of Tsubasa Chronicles. In case you didn't know, it's the anime my layout is based on. Heh. The third season's only going to come out in April 2007. So till then, I'll have to satisfy myself with some others. Hehe. I can't wait though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday's dinner was pretty alright. We had to do our own cooking, grouped into different families. My family got the dessert dish. Banana Phyllo with Chocolate Ganache or something like that. Heh. Turned out only my sister and I were doing the work. Psh. Talk about lazy parents, especially my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out pretty alright, I guess. The banana tasted a tad weird though. Hm. And there were too little pieces. But hey, I followed the instructions, so don't blame me. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since there were not enough food to go around, my family and Rui Qi's family went out for supper at this coffee shop thing. It was... boring. I wanted to go Coconut Groove, but no one else wanted to. At least they had air con and a television there. Heh. And comfortable chairs. And nice tables. And... nicer food. Heh. Ok, I'm fussy, so shoot me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after we finished our food, we saw two cockroaches running around nearby and immediately freaked out. Heh. So yea, that concluded the end of the night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How... fun. Hm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-220745997357021065?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/220745997357021065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=220745997357021065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/220745997357021065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/220745997357021065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2006/12/tsubasa-chronicles.html' title='Tsubasa Chronicles'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-1330943396705326933</id><published>2006-12-17T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T00:02:41.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late</title><content type='html'>I just wish you could've told me earlier that you were only going to be back for a day. Ah well. Guess we aren't as close as I thought we were anymore, huh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew somehow this was coming. But then, I think I also know that after a few days of staying at home, we'll get back to the "closeness" thing again. And yea, the whole thing just repeats itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall just leave it be. Afterall, I'm your friend. If you don't need me, then I'll excuse myself. But, when you need me, I'll be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wish you could've told me earlier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-1330943396705326933?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/1330943396705326933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=1330943396705326933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/1330943396705326933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/1330943396705326933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2006/12/late.html' title='Late'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-7891352214316994300</id><published>2006-12-16T08:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T08:58:42.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curtains Opened</title><content type='html'>Now that all three of them, Rhys, Tian Boon and Andrew are back, I'm finally at ease again. Heh. I've even got plans on Monday and Tuesday. Eragon on Monday, Night at the Museum on Tuesday. And I'm probably spending most of my day today online with Rhys, so yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly have no clue why these guys can make me so happy. Hm. 'Tis just weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've got a family gathering tonight. Hopefully, nothing'll go wrong. We've to cook. Again. Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-7891352214316994300?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/7891352214316994300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=7891352214316994300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/7891352214316994300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/7891352214316994300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2006/12/curtains-opened.html' title='Curtains Opened'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-7584023311799345201</id><published>2006-12-14T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T21:15:07.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iPod</title><content type='html'>With iPod in hand, I shall now conquer the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, just got an iPod Nano 4GB, the blue one. It looks so gorgeous, I swear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, one day down! One more to go! I shall persevere!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-7584023311799345201?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/7584023311799345201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=7584023311799345201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/7584023311799345201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/7584023311799345201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2006/12/ipod.html' title='iPod'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-1056570280812996662</id><published>2006-12-14T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T14:39:44.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="180px" height="23px"  bgcolor="#ECECEC"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fpicimissy.uw.hu%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2F30%20seconds%20to%20Mars%20-%20From%20yesterday.mp3.rbs&amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song's awesome, really. I'm trying to get my hands on the album, but it doesn't seem to be selling in Singapore. Curse the stupid music industry in Singapore! Gr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yea, hopefully someone'll get it for me or something. Ah well. Or I might just have to wait till I get to Australia. Hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon the frequent posting. I'm very bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-1056570280812996662?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/1056570280812996662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=1056570280812996662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/1056570280812996662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/1056570280812996662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2006/12/from-yesterday.html' title='From Yesterday'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-4209842649567856663</id><published>2006-12-14T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T11:09:21.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Cards</title><content type='html'>Just finished writing my Christmas cards. 12 in all. Man, it was tough thinking of things to say. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, if you think you're special (or if I've asked for your home address...), then expect some mail soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing though, I've still got to get some presents. Small, flat, and light. Hm. That'll be tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'll get my iPod Nano today...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-4209842649567856663?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/4209842649567856663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=4209842649567856663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/4209842649567856663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/4209842649567856663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-cards.html' title='Christmas Cards'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-4778102696688898741</id><published>2006-12-13T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T23:59:05.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fine for Misuse</title><content type='html'>I was on the MRT today, and there was this clip they were showing on those small screens. And I managed to catch sight of something. Too bad I didn't have a camera with me. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It showed this Emergency Stop button, and below it were the words "Fine for misuse". So, are they saying that they're going to fine people for misuse? Or is it fine to misuse the button? Hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was alright, I guess. Could've been better. I cried buckets over Full Moon wo Sagashite. I bought a deck of cards which featured different pictures of the anime when I went out with Diana last Friday. And hm... got interested by the graphics. Heh. Thankfully, it was not disappointing. Really good anime, actually. 52 episodes, but totally worth my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, basically I spent most of my morning/noon crying while watching the anime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I had to go for a 4Loyalty gathering. You must know that I haven't seen these high school friends for ages. Most of them for almost 2 years. Heh. I admit I was pretty hesitant on going. Afterall, I'm not one who strikes up conversations well and I didn't really bond with them during high school. But, well, instead of mopping around at home with nothing to do, I decided on giving it a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't as bad as I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ah well, got back pretty late because there was a really long queue for taxis so my sister and I decided on taking the MRT instead. Hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day down, two more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-4778102696688898741?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/4778102696688898741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=4778102696688898741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/4778102696688898741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/4778102696688898741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2006/12/fine-for-misuse.html' title='Fine for Misuse'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-6859556043837670116</id><published>2006-12-13T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T13:18:54.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If</title><content type='html'>I forgot the keys to my house yesterday, so I had to wait for a bit for my mom to return home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I passed by the park, and thought "Hey, why not play on the swings for a bit instead of standing for 20 minutes?" so I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to the song "If" by Bread as I dashed through the air was heavenly. The last 2 verses of the song went like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Then one by one, the stars would all go out,&lt;br /&gt;And you and I would simply fly away.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned my head to look up at the sky and saw absolutely no stars. Usually, I would feel disheartened, but it fit the lyrics and yea, somehow, I felt like flying. The "you" part, one would simply have to guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhys is in Melbourne, he'll be gone till Friday. I've no clue what I'm going to occupy myself with at the moment. I'll miss that twit. Tian Boon and Andrew are poof too, they went to Malaysia today. Tian Boon just messaged me and yea, ah well. I was supposed to go with them, but since no girls were going, my parents wouldn't let me. And Mitra might postpone her arrival in Singapore. She's still in India. Hopefully she'll be back by Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel lonely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-6859556043837670116?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/6859556043837670116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=6859556043837670116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/6859556043837670116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/6859556043837670116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2006/12/if.html' title='If'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</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-37974008.post-116585245269153624</id><published>2006-12-11T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T21:16:23.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introduction</title><content type='html'>This is my new blog, as can be seen. I want to post more pictures and well, because it's pretty difficult to resize photos without Photoshop, I've decided to use Blogger, so it'll resize it for me once I put them up. Yes, I know, lame excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is a good start as well. I mean, I will be shifting to Australia next year, so I guess yea, a move equals new start, no?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37974008-116585245269153624?l=gibbereve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/feeds/116585245269153624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37974008&amp;postID=116585245269153624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/116585245269153624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37974008/posts/default/116585245269153624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibbereve.blogspot.com/2006/12/introduction.html' title='Introduction'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555558786777409972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
