<?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-31880135</id><updated>2011-07-08T12:23:23.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Corrine</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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>377</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31880135.post-7933230706106618294</id><published>2010-06-04T20:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T20:48:08.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just some things on my mind now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I've never ever felt so worried about NCC stuff before, not even for my own Specialists' Course 3 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I think I haven't prepared my Cadets well enough, but I don't know what else (or what more) I can do already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm to be blamed if they do not do well for the Course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I wonder how my Cadets are doing now. I wonder if they're revising for the Course at this very minute. I'm pretty sure some Units are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I hope my Cadets can surprise me with their performance, but I'm afraid to pin my hopes too high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I still think that 2SGs are more important than awards, even after all these years. It's just a personal opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I pray for my Cadets - those who have really worked hard for what they want. I pray that they can get what they want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I dread the final lesson I'll be having with my Cadets before their Course. Not because I don't want to see them, but because I fear that I might miss something important out. I'll kill myself if they lose their precious marks because of me. I'm literally worried sick. This is really taking its toll on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I still love my Cadets, and I'll always do, even if they don't do as well as expected for the Course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I don't know if any of my Cadets stalks my blog, but I hope they don't. I'm supposed to be professional and mentally strong in their eyes. Sometimes it's just so tiring to keep that facade on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not emo. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-7933230706106618294?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/7933230706106618294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=7933230706106618294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/7933230706106618294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/7933230706106618294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-some-things-on-my-mind-now.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-1102310220513853619</id><published>2010-05-18T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T22:35:05.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hang on, Corrine. Things will turn out fine. Just keep holding on. Don't let go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not now at least. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-1102310220513853619?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/1102310220513853619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=1102310220513853619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/1102310220513853619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/1102310220513853619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2010/05/hang-on-corrine.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-2247576931802094739</id><published>2010-05-02T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T22:45:40.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On 30th April 2010, I let cowardice get the better of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need courage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must survive 26th May 2010.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-2247576931802094739?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31880135.post-7761684772465022771</id><published>2010-04-30T23:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T23:37:54.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish I could find someone whom I can tell everything to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-7761684772465022771?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/7761684772465022771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear Mr. President,&lt;br /&gt;Come take a walk with me.&lt;br /&gt;Let's pretend we're just two people and&lt;br /&gt;You're not better than me.&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?&lt;br /&gt;Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;What do you feel when you look in the mirror?&lt;br /&gt;Are you proud?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?&lt;br /&gt;How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?&lt;br /&gt;How do you walk with your head held high?&lt;br /&gt;Can you even look me in the eye&lt;br /&gt;And tell me why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mr. President,&lt;br /&gt;Were you a lonely boy?&lt;br /&gt;Are you a lonely boy?&lt;br /&gt;Are you a lonely boy?&lt;br /&gt;How can you say&lt;br /&gt;No child is left behind?&lt;br /&gt;We're not dumb and we're not blind.&lt;br /&gt;They're all sitting in your cells&lt;br /&gt;While you pave the road to hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?&lt;br /&gt;And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?&lt;br /&gt;I can only imagine what the first lady has to say&lt;br /&gt;You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?&lt;br /&gt;How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?&lt;br /&gt;How do you walk with your head held high?&lt;br /&gt;Can you even look me in the eye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you 'bout hard work&lt;br /&gt;Minimum wage with a baby on the way&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you 'bout hard work&lt;br /&gt;Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you 'bout hard work&lt;br /&gt;Building a bed out of a cardboard box&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you 'bout hard work&lt;br /&gt;Hard work&lt;br /&gt;Hard work&lt;br /&gt;You don't know nothing 'bout hard work&lt;br /&gt;Hard work&lt;br /&gt;Hard work&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you sleep at night?&lt;br /&gt;How do you walk with your head held high?&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mr. President,&lt;br /&gt;You'd never take a walk with me.&lt;br /&gt;Would you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-1686058341695679765?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/1686058341695679765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=1686058341695679765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/1686058341695679765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/1686058341695679765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2010/04/dear-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-4257864605798621066</id><published>2010-03-29T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T21:07:07.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lollipops turn into cigarettes. The innocent ones turn into sluts. Homework goes in the trash. Mobile phones are being used in class. Detention becomes suspension. Soda becomes vodka. Bikes become cars. Kisses turn into sex. Remember when getting high meant swinging on the playground? When protection meant wearing a helmet? When the worst things you could get from boys were cooties? Dad’s shoulders were the highest place on earth and Mom was your hero? Your worst enemies were your siblings. Race issues were about who ran the fastest. War was only a card game. And the only drug you knew was cough medicine. When wearing a skirt didn’t make you a slut. The most pain you felt was when you skinned your knees, and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow? And we couldn’t wait to grow up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what happens after all this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-4257864605798621066?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/4257864605798621066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=4257864605798621066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/4257864605798621066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/4257864605798621066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2010/03/lollipops-turn-into-cigarettes.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-1728653621606517882</id><published>2010-03-24T22:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T22:05:31.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, the question of the day was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Ma'am, what made you decide to become a Cadet Officer?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmmmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-1728653621606517882?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/1728653621606517882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=1728653621606517882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/1728653621606517882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/1728653621606517882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-question-of-day-was-span-stylefont.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-4601545177850969329</id><published>2010-03-23T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T21:43:12.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet my new phone :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mobicreed.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/samsung-omnia2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 375px;" src="http://www.mobicreed.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/samsung-omnia2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, OMNIA 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what, I'm still trying to figure out all the functions LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-4601545177850969329?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/4601545177850969329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=4601545177850969329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/4601545177850969329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/4601545177850969329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2010/03/hello-everyone-meet-my-new-phone-d-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-8814647373609852533</id><published>2010-03-12T22:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T22:50:09.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/S5pNaJSzTEI/AAAAAAAAAps/4EiEbOVLZgo/s1600-h/youcanbeatree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 398px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/S5pNaJSzTEI/AAAAAAAAAps/4EiEbOVLZgo/s400/youcanbeatree.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447751810824752194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been months since I REALLY blogged, and I doubt anyone still comes here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I'm complaining though. It can get quite irritating when people who know nuts about your life try to read your blog, infer some stupid things, then act as if they understand everything about you and try to give you some silly advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupp anyway, life has been rather... stressful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unexpectedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha but I'm not gonna dwell too much on the unpleasant stuff (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY THINGS THAT I'M GONNA TALK ABOUT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Kairos!&lt;br /&gt;   Haha, not like I really enjoy the life as a Kairos but it's really waaaaaaaaaay better than how I had expected Kairos to be like. The Kairos programme and Kairos students were pretty awesome actually. Love most of them. Frankly speaking, Kairos is really one of my happiest periods in PJ. I felt really at ease with the Kairos students and we had so much fun together. I guess the fact that I'm in Kairos also kinda made me wake up the hard way. No more over-slacking! LOL slacking abit is acceptable though :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 10S12.&lt;br /&gt;   My new class. To tell the truth, I'm actually still trying to remember everyone's names. Ooops. Yessssss, I know that Term 1 is like over, but cut me some slack please. I joined the class AFTER Orientation and the only way to get to know their names is when a teacher asks someone to stand up and answer a question. So yeah. Initially I thought I'm probably going to be looked down upon by the entire world and I'm going to be so damn miserable for the rest of my life in PJ. I mean, yeah of course some people were mean to us. But who cares! My classmates are nice and that's enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Grades.&lt;br /&gt;   I guess Chemistry isn't THAT tough after all. Not that it's easy to me now but like seriously, it suddenly isn't THAT tough anymore. Math is still sickening but trust me, I'm working on it. As for Economics, China Studies and GP, there's nothing much yet so I can't say much about them. I MUST PASS MY MID YEARS WITH FLYING NEON COLOURS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. NCC&lt;br /&gt;   Firstly, I know I'm very very very lag but NANHUA NCC GIRLS GOT GOLD FOR BUC. Haha it really came as a HUGE surprise, since we pretty much expected a Bronze (and maybe even Unplaced) this year and we actually did better than the previous years. So yay! Also, FSD Competition is finally over! At least for us. Boooo. Overall I guess everyone did their best and we'll definitely come back stronger next year. Just wait and see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay that's all from me for now. JIAYOU CORRINE. JIAYOU EVERYONE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-8814647373609852533?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/8814647373609852533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=8814647373609852533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/8814647373609852533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/8814647373609852533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-been-months-since-i-really-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/S5pNaJSzTEI/AAAAAAAAAps/4EiEbOVLZgo/s72-c/youcanbeatree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31880135.post-4635609706381608321</id><published>2010-03-07T16:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T16:52:19.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;某一夜 夢見你摸我臉 舊傷又復發&lt;br /&gt;有些話 沒有人能去講 心情被鎖上&lt;br /&gt;想微笑 嘴角微微顫抖&lt;br /&gt;讓寂寞 無聲回蕩&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;某一天 面對無辜淚水 舊傷又復發&lt;br /&gt;有個人 堅持愛能培養 換我不講話&lt;br /&gt;等一顆 遙遠的心就像 要星星回應許的願望&lt;br /&gt;苦苦 沒有回答&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;被問到 身旁留的空位 舊傷又復發&lt;br /&gt;習慣說 自己適合自由 不承認有傷&lt;br /&gt;想回家 戴著耳機冥想 在車上搖晃著坐過頭&lt;br /&gt;泛淚光 望著窗&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-4635609706381608321?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/4635609706381608321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=4635609706381608321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/4635609706381608321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/4635609706381608321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-640549497803773324</id><published>2009-11-25T21:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T21:19:16.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I MUST HANG ON. I MUST FIGHT ON. I MUST BE STRONG.&lt;br /&gt;I MUST NOT BE DISHEARTENED. I MUST NOT COMPLAIN. I MUST NOT BE TIRED. &lt;br /&gt;THIS IS MY DUTY. THIS IS MY RESPONSIBILITY. THIS IS MY LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;I CAN DO IT. I WILL DO IT. I MUST DO IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CORRINE WILL DO BETTER NEXT TIME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-640549497803773324?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/640549497803773324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=640549497803773324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/640549497803773324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/640549497803773324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-must-hang-on.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-8139887888193888905</id><published>2009-11-18T18:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T18:33:18.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just so my blog wouldn't be dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are the Unconventional One in Your Family&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whoareyouinyourfamilyquiz/unconventional.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you get along with your family or not right now, there's a good chance you feel (or have felt like) the black sheep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, you're so different from the rest of them that it has made you wonder if you could possibly be adopted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the fact is, you're a very independent and individualistic person. You would stand out in any family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do your own thing, and what other people think doesn't even register for you. You have strong opinions, and you form them all on your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whoareyouinyourfamilyquiz/"&gt;Who Are You in Your Family?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com"&gt;The First Rule of Blogthings Is: You Don't Talk About Blogthings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Loving and Caring&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/thelattearttest/latte-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of love in your heart... definitely more than enough to go around. And the love you have for other people just keeps on growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You find that every person you know enriches your life in some way. You feel blessed to know the people that you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your energy level is moderate. When you're by yourself you can be pretty relaxed, but when you're with people you love, you spring into action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your signature latte would be indulgent. You would probably request whole milk add whipped cream to the top!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/thelattearttest/"&gt;The Latte Art Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com"&gt;Blogthings: We Have a Quiz for Almost Everything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Strawberry Daiquiri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatcubancocktailareyouquiz/strawberry-daiquiri.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are fun loving and the furthest thing from an alcohol snob. If it tastes good, you'll drink it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if you prefer a fruity cocktail to a strong shot? The both get you just as giddy... it just so happens that one goes down a lot easier than the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not pretentious and are not a snob. You definitely don't pretend to be anyone you're not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just wish that everyone would lighten up a little more and enjoy life. Even if we all can't be on the beach, we all can be sipping cocktails!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatcubancocktailareyouquiz/"&gt;What Cuban Cocktail Are You Quiz?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com"&gt;Blogthings: If Quizzes Are Outlawed, Only Outlaws Will Take Quizzes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Put Yourself Last&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/doyouputyourselffirstorlastquiz/last.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take everyone's needs seriously, except for your own. You mean to take care of yourself, but you're always the last one on the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While it may be tempting to lend a helping hand every time you can, you're actually not helping people as much as you could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are simply not at your best. You're too frazzled to really be giving anyone 100%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a mental health day - or even a mental health hour - as soon as you can. It's time to start getting some balance in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/doyouputyourselffirstorlastquiz/"&gt;Do You Put Yourself First or Last?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com"&gt;Blogthings: Discover the Parts of Your Personality that Have Been Hiding&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Should Have Curly Hair&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/shouldyouhavestraighthairorcurlyhairquiz/curly-hair.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are cheerful, outgoing, and downright bouncy. People find you to be very personable and real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident in your own skin, and you don't feel like you have to fake anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very independent and unique. You wouldn't like to look like every other person on the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People find that you're honest, and it's easy to trust you. Others expect you to be honest in all facets of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/shouldyouhavestraighthairorcurlyhairquiz/"&gt;Should You Have Straight Hair or Curly Hair?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com"&gt;Blogthings: If Quizzes Are Outlawed, Only Outlaws Will Take Quizzes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Citrus Flavored Toothpaste&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatflavortoothpasteareyouquiz/citrus.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are optimistic about most things in life, and you feel like you have something to look forward to every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see the best in every situation and every person. You even don't mind going to the dentist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The littlest things can make you smile... the taste of a ripe orange, the feel of sunlight on your face, or a blooming flower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never get too bogged down or stuck in a rut. You're easily inspired, and you have a fresh outlook on life every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatflavortoothpasteareyouquiz/"&gt;What Flavor Toothpaste Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com"&gt;Blogthings: If Quizzes Are Outlawed, Only Outlaws Will Take Quizzes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Fashion Style is Playful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourfashionstylequiz/playful.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love fashion, but unlike most fashionable folks, you're no snob or label lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, the thing you like most about fashion is being able to try on different looks. You're very eclectic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the type to mix and match interesting items. You'll wear something designer with something discount. Or you'll sport something classic with something vintage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You truly believe that fashion should be fun. And you're having a lot of fun breaking all of the rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatsyourfashionstylequiz/"&gt;What's Your Fashion Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com"&gt;Blogthings: Take a Quiz. Annoy Your Friends.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Lamb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatfarmanimalareyouquiz/lamb.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a bit of a wanderer in life. You can easily lose your way, especially if you don't follow the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While being a lamb may make it seem like you blindly follow others, the exact opposite is true. If anything, you need more direction in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are dreamy and creative. You have so many ideas in your head that it makes it difficult to focus sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do well if you have a guide or mentor in your life. Sometimes you need to be shown which direction to go in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatfarmanimalareyouquiz/"&gt;What Farm Animal Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com"&gt;Blogthings: We're Not Shrinks, But We Play Them On the Internet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People Love That You Are Open and Confident&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdopeopleloveaboutyouquiz/confident.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the type of person that's easy to get close to. You're very comfortable in your own skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have no problem showing people who you are, and you're genuinely interested in them in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an accepting and involved friend. You are truly curious about what is going on in other people's lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be the first in your group of friends to express concern when someone is having a hard time or making bad decisions. It's only because you care so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatdopeopleloveaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Do People Love About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com"&gt;Blogthings: Discover the Parts of Your Personality that Have Been Hiding&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Honest and Open&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howdoyoutellthetruthquiz/open.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very honest person, yet you somehow avoid being brutally honest with people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that the truth often does hurt, so you try to cushion the blow as much as possible. And because of your approach, people do appreciate your honesty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the type of person who complements before you criticize. You try to put the truth in perspective and make it seem not so dire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whenever you're stating your opinion, you make it clear that it's just that ... your point of view. You can only speak your own personal truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/howdoyoutellthetruthquiz/"&gt;How Do You Tell the Truth?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com"&gt;The First Rule of Blogthings Is: You Don't Talk About Blogthings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL okay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-8139887888193888905?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/8139887888193888905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=8139887888193888905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/8139887888193888905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/8139887888193888905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-so-my-blog-wouldnt-be-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-2379079011488254340</id><published>2009-10-29T23:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T23:52:23.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was so bored at home, until Junkai's convo came in. Hahahahaha I seriously couldn't stop laughing. I mean, just take a look at this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ junkai.6 ] says:&lt;br /&gt; WATCH TOO MUCH RIS LOW&lt;br /&gt; LATER OP DIE&lt;br /&gt; HI JUDGES, BOOMZ&lt;br /&gt;CORRINE IS DONE WITH THE SHINGZ WR. says:&lt;br /&gt; LOLLLLLLLL&lt;br /&gt;[ junkai.6 ] says:&lt;br /&gt; later judges ask&lt;br /&gt;CORRINE IS DONE WITH THE SHINGZ WR. says:&lt;br /&gt; my OP is zai one&lt;br /&gt; the rest all cui already&lt;br /&gt;[ junkai.6 ] says:&lt;br /&gt; do you think you are a fashionistic&lt;br /&gt; fashionista&lt;br /&gt; then i answer&lt;br /&gt;CORRINE IS DONE WITH THE SHINGZ WR. says:&lt;br /&gt; THEN YOU SAY&lt;br /&gt;[ junkai.6 ] says:&lt;br /&gt; er i like no.4&lt;br /&gt; you know the greeen preen&lt;br /&gt; camou preen&lt;br /&gt;CORRINE IS DONE WITH THE SHINGZ WR. says:&lt;br /&gt; KNNBCCB WHAT KINDA QUESTION IS IT?!?!&lt;br /&gt; hahahahha&lt;br /&gt;[ junkai.6 ] says:&lt;br /&gt; LOL&lt;br /&gt; SHINGZ YOU&lt;br /&gt;CORRINE IS DONE WITH THE SHINGZ WR. says:&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;[ junkai.6 ] says:&lt;br /&gt; my no.4 is green and loud&lt;br /&gt; you know&lt;br /&gt; boomz&lt;br /&gt; when im feeling notty&lt;br /&gt; i like to wear no.4&lt;br /&gt; and run down orchard road&lt;br /&gt;CORRINE IS DONE WITH THE SHINGZ WR. says:&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHAHHA WHAT THE HELL&lt;br /&gt;[ junkai.6 ] says:&lt;br /&gt; AIYA SHINGZ YOU LAH ASK SO MUCH&lt;br /&gt; KNN&lt;br /&gt; gimme A lah&lt;br /&gt;CORRINE IS DONE WITH THE SHINGZ WR. says:&lt;br /&gt; LOLLLLL&lt;br /&gt; i dont know why i'm amused&lt;br /&gt; D:&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;[ junkai.6 ] says:&lt;br /&gt; i am taking lessons with dr kk seet&lt;br /&gt; you dare say my english no good?!&lt;br /&gt; shingz you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLLLLLLLLL. It's already funny enough and the fact that it came from Junkai makes it twice as funny hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's about all. I wanna go dragonboating ): BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-2379079011488254340?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/2379079011488254340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=2379079011488254340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/2379079011488254340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/2379079011488254340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-was-so-bored-at-home-until-junkais.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-474504185946789699</id><published>2009-10-26T21:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T21:34:39.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;“There's a difference between interest and commitment. When you're interested in doing something, you do it only when circumstance permit. When you're committed to something, you accept no excuses, only results.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past few years of my life, one thing that I've come to learn is that interest is never equivalent to commitment. Yet all these years I still can't help but wonder why that is so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe sometimes, people will just let you down and don't feel bad about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-474504185946789699?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/474504185946789699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=474504185946789699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/474504185946789699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/474504185946789699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/10/theres-difference-between-interest-and.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-4392567720217994459</id><published>2009-10-21T18:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T20:12:55.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, the verdict's out I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't change her mind about the issue, but she let me see things in a different light. She pointed out my mistakes and helped me pave my next step. She even planned out the whole strategy for me. I know I'll have her support throughout the battle. She clearly identified all my insecurities and reassured me time and again. I'm no longer afraid. I'm not alone. I'll rise again and I'll be even stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let's talk about the other her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can ruin my name but not harm me internally. I've been fooled by her, played by her, and hurt by her. As I licked my wounds I told myself to be smarter next time. However, I fell again. Many times. But now, I won't be deceived again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the one to nurture her, to give her way too much power before I was sure of what I was doing. Did I know that I was breeding a dog that would eventually bite my hand, the very hand that fed her? Of course not. I regretted every moment of it. But it's not the time to be mad at myself now, what I can, and need to do, is to right the wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's coming back, and I'll be right here to wait for her. We'll duel once again in front of everyone. I'm not certain that I'll emerge as the winner, but I know I'll die trying to protect what I really love and cherish. What I hope is that when I'm no longer able to fight on, someone will be around to take over me and finish up the remaining job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready now. Let the battle begin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-4392567720217994459?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/4392567720217994459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=4392567720217994459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/4392567720217994459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/4392567720217994459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-verdicts-out-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-4454316157302087904</id><published>2009-10-17T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T14:05:09.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY&lt;br /&gt;UNIT&lt;br /&gt;IS&lt;br /&gt;ABOUT&lt;br /&gt;TO&lt;br /&gt;FALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-4454316157302087904?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/4454316157302087904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=4454316157302087904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/4454316157302087904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/4454316157302087904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-unit-is-about-to-fall.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-3617783742181997757</id><published>2009-10-12T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T20:06:08.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't think I have anything worth blogging anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-3617783742181997757?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/3617783742181997757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=3617783742181997757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/3617783742181997757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/3617783742181997757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-dont-think-i-have-anything-worth.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-2412492770263928560</id><published>2009-10-08T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T23:05:34.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AFTER. PROMOS. BOREDOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Right Part Says You're Conventional and Professional&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoesyourpartsayaboutyouquiz/right-part.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, smart, and together. You command respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've found it easily to excel in life. You play by the rules and win the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very practical person. If something works, you stick with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You approach life rationally and carefully. When things aren't fair, you just work harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatdoesyourpartsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Part Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com"&gt;Blogthings: If Quizzes Are Outlawed, Only Outlaws Will Take Quizzes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Upper Class&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatclassareyouquiz/upper.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class isn't always about money, and you've at least got the brains, manners, and interests of an upper class person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have a trashy bone in your body, and you don't pretend to be someone you're not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're comfortable with your station in life, and class issues don't really bother you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The finest things in life are within your reach, and you're comfortable enjoying them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may end up: A business leader, corporate lawyer, or philanthropist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other people who share your class: Bill Gates, Oprah, former world leaders like Bill Clinton, and those reclusive billionaires no one ever talks about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatclassareyouquiz/"&gt;What Class Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com"&gt;Blogthings: Discover the Parts of Your Personality that Have Been Hiding&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Fairly Normal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsnormalaboutyouandwhatsnotquiz/normal.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You scored 55% normal on this quiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like most people you are normal in some ways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you aren't a completely normal person. You're a little weird too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why You Are Normal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You check your daily horoscope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer the sun to the moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know a lot about a few subjects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think fishnet stockings are trashy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think glasses can make someone more attractive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why You Aren't Normal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd rather have cockroaches than rats in your home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would not eat meat from a cloned animal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You find the Chicken Dance to be the more embarrassing dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would rather be tan than pale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would rather be a movie star than an astronaut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatsnormalaboutyouandwhatsnotquiz/"&gt;What's Normal About You... And What's Not?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com"&gt;Blogthings: Cheaper Than a Therapist&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Should Be in the Military&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatshouldyoubewhenyougrowupquiz/grow-3.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are driven, focused, and an extremely hard worker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while you can be ruthless in getting what you want, you also have a compassionate side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are able to balance your own desires with the needs of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll do almost anything to get the job done, but you're not willing to step on anyone's toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do best when you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Are working with others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Are in a fast paced environment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would also be a good CEO or school principal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatshouldyoubewhenyougrowupquiz/"&gt;What Should You Be When You Grow Up?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com"&gt;Blogthings: If Quizzes Are Outlawed, Only Outlaws Will Take Quizzes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Name Comes From the Sun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatplanetdoesyournamecomefromquiz/sun.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are fiery, intense, and passionate. You never do anything halfway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a natural leader, and you often find yourself ruling over others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since you were very young, you've always had a clear idea of your life's purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that you will leave a strong mark on the world and greatly influence the lives of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatplanetdoesyournamecomefromquiz/"&gt;What Planet Does Your Name Come From?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com"&gt;Blogthings: Discover the Parts of Your Personality that Have Been Hiding&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Personality is Very Rare (INTJ)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howrareisyourpersonalityquiz/personality.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your personality type is logical, uncompromising, independent, and nonconformist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only about 3% of all people have your personality, including 2% of all women and 4% of all men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are Introverted, Intuitive, Thinking, and Judging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/howrareisyourpersonalityquiz/"&gt;How Rare Is Your Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com"&gt;Blogthings: We'll Tell You The Truth... Someone Has To!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Burger Says That You are Gluttonous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoesyourburgersayaboutyouquiz/burger.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very gluttonous. Even if you're full, you'll still clear your plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are likely a fairly picky eater. And you're secretly a little squeamish about some foods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are bold and resolute in your choices. You don't back down, and you aren't afraid to go at something full force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to gravitate toward strong, pungent foods. Even if it means having bad breath!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have very strong willpower. If you're on a diet, you stick to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have trouble making decisions quickly. Everything looks good to you... especially at a restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are creative, open minded, and friendly. You are interested in all types of food and new dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatdoesyourburgersayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Burger Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com"&gt;Blogthings: Our Quizzes Weren't Written By Bored 12 Year Olds&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are the University of Colorado at Boulder&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatcollegeareyouquiz/colorado.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the type of person who likes to study hard and party hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're smart and a free thinker. You enjoy many types of activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are likely to succeed in school. You can study hard when you need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, you also know that school isn't everything. You're all about achieving life balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatcollegeareyouquiz/"&gt;What College Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com"&gt;Blogthings: A Fine Line Between Insight and Stupidity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Cute Monster Says Your Inner Demon is Greed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/thecutemonstertest/monster-4.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very natural, real person. You're comfortable with who you are - and your spirit truly shines through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are free of inhibitions and hang ups. Because of this freedom, you tend to be very creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't help but lust after wealth and shiny objects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People think you're cute because you are so lively. Your natural glow makes you charming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/thecutemonstertest/"&gt;The Cute Monster Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com"&gt;Blogthings: Our Quizzes Weren't Written By Bored 12 Year Olds&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-2412492770263928560?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/2412492770263928560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=2412492770263928560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/2412492770263928560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/2412492770263928560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/10/after.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-4297230934346616788</id><published>2009-09-13T14:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T14:49:36.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:500%;"&gt;BYE BLOGGER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;At least till 6th October haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-4297230934346616788?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/4297230934346616788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=4297230934346616788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/4297230934346616788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/4297230934346616788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/09/bye-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-1995958977860632687</id><published>2009-09-12T12:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T12:10:45.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No one gets me; just go away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-1995958977860632687?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/1995958977860632687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=1995958977860632687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/1995958977860632687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/1995958977860632687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-one-gets-me-just-go-away.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-463525712767347991</id><published>2009-09-07T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T23:26:05.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good, but it was just not enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe next year. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-463525712767347991?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/463525712767347991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=463525712767347991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/463525712767347991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/463525712767347991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/09/good-but-it-was-just-not-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-3080088881977479750</id><published>2009-08-23T23:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T23:22:58.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:30%;"&gt;It sucks to keep dreaming about happy endings when you know they are never going to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:30%;"&gt;I said I hated you and I'm never going to miss you. I guess I was wrong. Now I can't take back those words. I know it because I saw the look in your eyes. It's way too late. Songs lie; things didn't get better in time. It has been almost a year. I still think about how things could have been different. I don't need you to forgive me, to sympathise with me, or to take me back. I just want you to know that I'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:30%;"&gt;And to those who're highlighting the above text and enlarging them just so you could read, GET A FREAKING LIFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-3080088881977479750?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/3080088881977479750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=3080088881977479750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/3080088881977479750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/3080088881977479750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-sucks-to-keep-dreaming-about-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-6542735745982080977</id><published>2009-08-19T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T21:41:56.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Belated Birthday, Corrine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-6542735745982080977?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/6542735745982080977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=6542735745982080977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/6542735745982080977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/6542735745982080977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-belated-birthday-corrine.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-7659436931721633053</id><published>2009-08-17T21:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T21:58:34.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is just a normal day so I don't know why I'm actually blogging. But nevermind since I'm here I shall type something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's freaking dumb HAHAHA. Why am I entertaining myself. Shit. Okay anyway today Econs tutorial was alright. Didn't feel as long and draggy as usual. Then Econs lecture. MR CHU IS BACKKK. -phew- I shall revive my Econs! After that it was GP tutorial which we had our essay test. Did a question on ________. Haha because other people haven't had their test so shhhh. OMG I FEEL SO KIASU. Okay anyway it was lunch time and everything was going smoothly until.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NG CHUN WEI CALLED ME TO TELL ME SOME REALLY REALLY REALLY BAD NEWS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thunder rolls and lighning strikes-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I don't know what's wrong with me today LOL. But yeah anyway. Totally went like SIANNNNNNNN for the rest of my lunch break because of the bad news. But whatever, I'm so gonna survive THE CRISIS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, ADAM SAID SOMETHING I REALLY LOVE TO HEAR! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupp that's about all, bye to you! Bye to the 16 year old me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-7659436931721633053?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/7659436931721633053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=7659436931721633053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/7659436931721633053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/7659436931721633053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-is-just-normal-day-so-i-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-3302785452897034916</id><published>2009-08-17T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T21:38:47.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BECAUSE SO MUCH IS RIDING ON YOUR CORRINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to: http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan.cgi &lt;br /&gt;Put your name in, and generate slogan after each question. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What do you say to yourself every morning &lt;br /&gt;Look For The Corrine Label&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What do you want other people to say about you? &lt;br /&gt;Come To Life. Come To Corrine. (OMG LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Someone asked you out, your answer is... &lt;br /&gt;It Takes A Tough Man To Make A Tender Corrine (HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How would you answer a booty call? &lt;br /&gt;Corrine Keeps Going And Going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How would you introduce yourself to someone you really like? &lt;br /&gt;Break Me Off A Piece Of That Corrine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. To someone you dislike? &lt;br /&gt;Turn Loose The Corrine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You're in a conversation and you suddenly feel the need to pee, how would you excuse yourself? &lt;br /&gt;All Corrine, All The Time. (WHY?!?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Your parents ask you why you got home late, you say... &lt;br /&gt;The Corrine Of A New Generation (WTF LOLLLLLLLLLLL) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. You're failing a subject, you say... &lt;br /&gt;When You've Got Corrine, Flaunt It. (Flunk it more like it?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The love of your life asks you to marry him/her, what do you say? &lt;br /&gt;Moving At The Speed Of Corrine &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your bf/gf is breaking up with you, you tell him/her... &lt;br /&gt;Cuts Corrine Time In Half&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Someone told you you're an asshole, you tell them... &lt;br /&gt;I Feel Like Corrine Tonight (OMG HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What are the best words to describe you? &lt;br /&gt;Only A Fool Breaks The Corrine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. If you're going to have a movie about your life, the title is... &lt;br /&gt;The Good Corrine Kids Go For (IS IT GONNA BE SOMETHING LIKE SHORTS?!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Your last words before you die.. &lt;br /&gt;You Like Corrine. Corrine Likes You. (SO COOOOOOOOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Your message to a special someone.. &lt;br /&gt;It's a Beautiful Corrine (WOW) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Title of this post will be... &lt;br /&gt;Because So Much Is Riding On Your Corrine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG EVERYONE YOU GOTTA TRY THIS! HAHAHAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-3302785452897034916?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/3302785452897034916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=3302785452897034916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/3302785452897034916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/3302785452897034916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/08/because-so-much-is-riding-on-your.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-1621938860543306599</id><published>2009-08-15T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T13:34:55.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M SO BORED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Chief&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a cohesive force - able to bring many people together for a common cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to excel in work situations, but you also facilitate a lot of social gatherings too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond being a good leader, you are good at inspiring others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also keep your powerful emotions in check - you know when to emote and when to repress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Emotional maturity beyond your years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: Wearing yourself down with too many responsibilities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Crimson red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Snowflake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: September&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Need Power to Be Happy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoyouneedtobehappyquiz/power.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an influential, brilliant person. You are often the most competent person in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in charge is very important to you. You get irritated when you have to depend on someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel great when you are leading a group and inspiring other people. It's your gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing makes you feel worse than being powerless. You need to be in control of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatdoyouneedtobehappyquiz/"&gt;What Do You Need to Be Happy?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are the Leader&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourlifesmissionquiz/leader.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are inspiring and uplifting. You bring out the best in people, through both nurturing and challenging them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always can see the big picture in life. You are very philosophical and deeply spiritual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You understand people, and you can look at their lives objectively. You can help others grow and heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People feel comforted by your presence. You help them gain perspective on their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatsyourlifesmissionquiz/"&gt;What's Your Life's Mission?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Birthday Predicts You're Adventurous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatepredictaboutyouquiz/birthday-9.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since you were born, you've loved your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You keep very busy without meaning to. There's just so many activities that you enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travel, friendships, an interesting career, and lots of hobbies fill up your schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You find so much joy in the world. You have a very rich life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatepredictaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birthday Predict About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Were a Creative Kid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofkidwereyouquiz/creative.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were a kid, you always had to be doing something with your hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you were painting a picture or just doodling, you had to be creating something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were too busy thinking about your future creations to listen in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's likely that every part of school was a challenge for you, except for art class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatkindofkidwereyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Kid Were You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Look Like a Leo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsigndoyoulooklikequiz/leo.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's likely that you have great hair. No matter what the style is, it's the first thing people notice about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your hair tends to be a great color naturally, and it's likely you even get highlights from the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, your body is slim and graceful. You seem comfortable in your skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your body is well proportioned. No part of you is unusually big or smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like most Leo people, you are probably lively, interesting, and fun loving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a good friend. You are naturally generous and hospitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatsigndoyoulooklikequiz/"&gt;What Sign Do You Look Like?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last one was pretty OMG haha, because I'm really a Leo.&lt;br /&gt;Yay okay bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-1621938860543306599?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/1621938860543306599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=1621938860543306599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/1621938860543306599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/1621938860543306599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-so-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-6992326546495210732</id><published>2009-08-08T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T23:46:00.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Your view on yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other people find you very interesting, but you are really hiding your true self. Your friends love you because you are a good listener. They'll probably still love you if you learn to be yourself with them. &lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes. &lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to get to know a person very well before deciding whether you will commit to the relationship. &lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates. &lt;br /&gt;Your views on education&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can. &lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life. &lt;br /&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous. &lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear. &lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-6992326546495210732?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/6992326546495210732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=6992326546495210732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/6992326546495210732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/6992326546495210732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/08/your-view-on-yourself-other-people-find.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-3677576830572597257</id><published>2009-08-05T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T22:28:19.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just wish I was a better kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, people just wouldn't wake up until something really happens, till some feelings are really hurt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unpleasant things happened today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tried her best, but we just weren't appreciative enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sorry for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I myself haven't been nice to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I'll try to be a better person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-3677576830572597257?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/3677576830572597257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=3677576830572597257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/3677576830572597257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/3677576830572597257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/08/sometimes-i-just-wish-i-was-better-kid.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-2028307056279960958</id><published>2009-07-30T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T23:10:45.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WAVjipm-1EQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WAVjipm-1EQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-2028307056279960958?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/2028307056279960958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=2028307056279960958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/2028307056279960958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/2028307056279960958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-8184642828728480334</id><published>2009-07-28T22:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T23:11:55.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so lazy to blog because life has been boring and blah. BUT I GOTTA BLOG ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED JUST NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so it's like a couple of weeks ago I started having this REALLY BAD sore throat, which hurts like nobody's business. I mean, sore throats are common for me but this is seriously so terrible that I haven't been eating well these few days. Yeah but because it sounds kinda lame to see a doctor due to a mere sore throat so I just sort of ignored it and hoped that it would just disappear, until just now when I got really irritated by it because it's really affecting my life and stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupp so this is just the background knowledge. I shall now continue with the main topic on what happened at the doctor's. I can't believe he asked such questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Knock knock! Opens the door.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: So what's wrong with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I've been having this very bad sore throat since a couple of weeks ago... Blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: Okay open your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Places ice cream stick into my mouth.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ahhhhhhh. (As in, he asked me to say ahhhh. I didn't scream, thank you.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: You have two extremely huge ulcers on both sides of your throat. -Draws some diagram for me to see.- It's about 7 times 3.5 mm big. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh, okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: Have you been smoking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Erm, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: Drinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Not recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: Oral sex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (Eyes widen) NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: -Looks at me plus my school uniform plus my Council name tag and stuff closely.- HMMMMM. I should think not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (Continues to look at him indignantly in silence) ...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: Then I guess you swallowed your food without chewing them properly or something then it scratched your throat. Blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's about it. I'm still kinda traumatised now LOL. This is such a random post hahaha. Okay, I've nothing to say already, byeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们变成了世上最熟悉的陌生人.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-8184642828728480334?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/8184642828728480334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=8184642828728480334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/8184642828728480334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/8184642828728480334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-people.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-1296108569709919340</id><published>2009-07-25T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T12:47:06.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The past just wouldn't pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-1296108569709919340?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/1296108569709919340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=1296108569709919340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/1296108569709919340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/1296108569709919340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/07/past-just-wouldnt-pass.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-605755691451707629</id><published>2009-07-17T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T22:25:14.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear Corrine,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU HAVE OFFICIALLY SCREWED UP YOUR MID YEARS. It's 73 more days to your promos. If you flunk it I'm gonna kill you. I mean business here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go and study,&lt;br /&gt;Corrine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-605755691451707629?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/605755691451707629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=605755691451707629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/605755691451707629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/605755691451707629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/07/dear-corrine-you-have-officially.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-3749650457955706284</id><published>2009-07-14T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T20:15:37.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not angry and I'm not sad. I'm just disappointed. Where is my unit heading?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-3749650457955706284?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/3749650457955706284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=3749650457955706284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/3749650457955706284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/3749650457955706284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-not-angry-and-im-not-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-2674467665441177726</id><published>2009-07-07T16:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T17:04:24.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All thanks to Eunice Chua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How old are you?&lt;br /&gt;16+! I'M NOT 17 YET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you single?&lt;br /&gt;Totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. At what age do you think you'll get married?&lt;br /&gt;How would i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you think you'll be marrying the person you are with now?&lt;br /&gt;I'm alone. Haha like literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If not, who do you want to marry?&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE NO IDEA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who will be your bridesmaid &amp; best man?&lt;br /&gt;WO BU ZHI DAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you want a garden/beach or traditional wedding?&lt;br /&gt;Beach wedding sounds cool heeee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Where do you plan to go on honeymoon?&lt;br /&gt;Around the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. How many guests do you think you'll invite?&lt;br /&gt;All friends and family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Will that include your ex-es?&lt;br /&gt;If we still keep in touch till then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How many layers of cake do you want?&lt;br /&gt;OMG YOU MEAN I GET TO CHOOSE?!?! Hahaha I thought it's 3 layers all along!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. When do you want to get married, morning or evening?&lt;br /&gt;Why not the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Name the song/tune you'd like to play at your wedding.&lt;br /&gt;Anything but heavy metal OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you prefer fine dining or just normal spoon,fork and knife?&lt;br /&gt;Fine dining yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Champagne or red wine?&lt;br /&gt;All kinds of drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Honeymoon right after the wedding or days after the wedding?&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT AFTER. Later lose the momentum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Money or household items?&lt;br /&gt;MONEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. How many kids would you like to have?&lt;br /&gt;Don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Will you record your honeymoon in DVD/CD?&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Whose wedding plan would you like to know next?&lt;br /&gt;JANE CHAI HUI YI&lt;br /&gt;OH WEI RU :D&lt;br /&gt;And whoever who still reads my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you are, Eunice Chua. Byeeeeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-2674467665441177726?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/2674467665441177726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=2674467665441177726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/2674467665441177726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/2674467665441177726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/07/all-thanks-to-eunice-chua.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-4100618769042634777</id><published>2009-07-02T19:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T23:17:27.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is 2 July 2009. Today is a Thursday. Today, there is no training. Today is a very uneventful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today, the postings for Part C '09 were announced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The postings were unexpected; the reaction from the girls was not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year, we see it all happening. Some people cry, some people are angry, some people are shocked. Some people are busy comforting the rest, and secretly feeling happy for themselves. There are some, on the other hand, who feel that they deserved more. Also, there will definitely be a bunch who's gonna go OMG-IT'S-MY-FAULT-THAT-XXX-IS-SO-SAD-NOW. It's all happening, whether you admit it or not. If you're in NCC long enough, you probably know what I'm talking about. Twice so if you're an NCC girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It pains me to see my girls upset. I've been through the same old shit, and that feeling really sucks. Without it, however, you may never get to see their true colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that two years ago I didnt respond very well when I first heard my post. The first thought I had was OH SHIT, and then my whole world kinda collapsed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But things turned out fine, didnt they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what Meilin said last year, cut all those crying and just accept your fate. I wished I had done that once I got my post. It took me quite a while before the truth really sank in, that I was just a Platoon Sergeant. A Platoon Sergeant and nothing more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the girls asked me if I have ever regretted not getting the USM post I was dying for two years ago. I didnt say much, but actually, I do have regrets. I just wish I was a better PS. I could have done alot more with the time I spent feeling sad and everything. I could have started loving the girls the moment I got my post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I didnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how the future is gonna be like. But I hope the girls will remember something - everything happens for a reason. It's time to move on now. At least when you step down, you can gladly assure yourself that you dont have any regrets. Perhaps on that day you'll realise that the postings actually make sense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like how I did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-4100618769042634777?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/4100618769042634777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=4100618769042634777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/4100618769042634777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/4100618769042634777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-is-2-july-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-4970347503225729095</id><published>2009-07-01T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T00:12:08.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY 108TH BIRTHDAY, NCC! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I LOVE YOU MUACKS.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-4970347503225729095?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/4970347503225729095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=4970347503225729095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/4970347503225729095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/4970347503225729095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-108th-birthday-ncc-d-i-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-9004655974146875878</id><published>2009-06-26T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T23:28:02.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello hello (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is kinda boring because I seldom update and reply tags. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay anyway, went studying with Gary on Monday. We did Econs while he was so distracted by his phone (kept wanting to (prank) call people and stuff) and he was confused with stuff here and there haha. Then called up ZhengHua and he came down to talk cock sing song with us at Pioneer Macs. Then I went home first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went JP with my mum and meimei, knowing that Gary and ZhengHua are also heading there. They wanted to hop onto the bus which I was on, but then suddenly like four 179s came and they didnt know which one I was referring to. AND THEY MISSED ALL FOUR BUSES HAHAHA. Okay then they spent some time stalking me and my family till I couldnt stand it and decided to join them instead. Oops. Haha okay anyway we went to Pizza Hut. Ate and talk talk talk again. IT WAS ZHENGHUA'S TREAT LOL YAY THANKS! Yes then went back home with my family again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had NCCDP first rehearsal. I was so excited that I almost couldnt sleep last night hahah. But it turned out to be kinda boring. Many people (as in appointment holders) didnt come and the programme wasnt very interesting as well. Kinda screwed up when I had to take a section of the girls on my own. Because my arms drills were all rusty already. Didnt expect to have to teach the girls! Haha and I was abit disappointed with myself because I didnt prepare my Nanhua girls well enough for their arms drills. Yeah anyway I think my sword drills have improved by ABIT hahaha. Then after the unexpected component training we had one simple run-through of the whole parade sequence. Then Commandant and SM came to talk to everyone abit. Then it was dismissal. And so we returned our equipment and talk talk abit there. Then went West Office and talk talk there also. Then left HQ when it was almost 7. IN SHUTTLE BUS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah and so we went to this Gombak place and had our dinner. Haha it was kinda a random place so I forgot the name already. Then talked talked talked talked talked again LOL. We cant stop to stop talking whenever we meet up. Yupp so Khairi and I left the place at about 9 thirty because we were so tired (he just came abck from Airborne!). Haha then went home and here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that pretty much sums up my past few days. And before I start to feel reallyyyyyyy guilty I better go read abit of Econs now. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-9004655974146875878?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/9004655974146875878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=9004655974146875878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/9004655974146875878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/9004655974146875878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-hello-this-blog-is-kinda-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-2781240265972312129</id><published>2009-06-21T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T14:31:05.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CORRINE. WITH. BANGS. OH. MY. GOD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-2781240265972312129?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/2781240265972312129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=2781240265972312129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/2781240265972312129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/2781240265972312129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/06/corrine.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-6803164947594426007</id><published>2009-06-19T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T14:41:29.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I am a Cadet Officer, &lt;br /&gt;a member of the National Cadet Corps.&lt;br /&gt;I take pride in my organisation &lt;br /&gt;and will be loyal to those under whom I serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the present and future of a distinguished Corps&lt;br /&gt;and will honour those that have passed before me,&lt;br /&gt;and those that are to come.&lt;br /&gt;I will never do anything that will disgrace my uniform&lt;br /&gt;school or country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my duty to maintain my discipline &lt;br /&gt;and those of the Corps. &lt;br /&gt;I am committed to the values of the Corps.&lt;br /&gt;I will uphold the responsibilities bestowed upon me&lt;br /&gt;to the best of my abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I strive to be the best that I can be&lt;br /&gt;and to lead the Cadets in the acquisition of knowledge and skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will persevere so that I can make a difference to those I lead&lt;br /&gt;and maintain the faith by caring my cadets.&lt;/em&gt; I am proud of the Corps&lt;br /&gt;and my country and will try to make the people of this nation&lt;br /&gt;proud of the service I represent.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corrine, just remember this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-6803164947594426007?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/6803164947594426007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=6803164947594426007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/6803164947594426007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/6803164947594426007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-cadet-officer-member-of-national.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-366374891475964394</id><published>2009-06-18T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T20:31:34.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Corrine is a fucking idiot who's paranoid and totally disgusted by herself. Just one week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-366374891475964394?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/366374891475964394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=366374891475964394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/366374891475964394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/366374891475964394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/06/corrine-is-fucking-idiot-whos-paranoid.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-8844983399727769046</id><published>2009-06-12T19:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T23:13:29.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people, I'm back from LTC and Spec Course 2 and I've really learnt so much in the past one and a half weeks! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since I'm so shagged, I shall just blog about the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spec Course was really an eye opener for me, since my first and only course before this was 4th ADC. At that time I was only a section commander taking about 10 people and most of them were SSGs or MSGs. This time, I have 43 CPLs under me, and half of them dont seem to even understand what Spec Course was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first day, Ma'am said that as leaders, the most important thing is that, at the end of the day, whether we have managed to change lives. One life, just one is enough. That really set me thinking. Then I realised that it was this feeling of having turned someone into a better person that made me choose to become a Cadet Officer. It was the sense of accomplishment that kept me going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The HwaChong boys have truly impressed me with their tip top performance and discipline. They really know their stuff and have proven to everyone in the course that they are indeed "a cut above the rest". However, there was another group of people who caught my attention too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were my own Cadets, the bunch of girls whom I have been taking since they were Part As. As I watched them during the course I found that they have really grown. From kids, to Cadets. From Cadets, to Specialists. My responsibility is almost over, my very own girls can now stand by themselves and command people, as well as command respect. I am very proud of what they have become, and I believe that they will strive to improve and become even better leaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really pleased with the wonderful results these girls have gotten from the course. Even though we are still rather far from what the HwaChong boys have achieved, we are definitely progressing. I hope if they were to read this they will remember that this success hadnt come easy, and that we should never be complacent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we soar to greater heights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-8844983399727769046?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/8844983399727769046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=8844983399727769046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/8844983399727769046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/8844983399727769046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-people-im-back-from-ltc-and-spec.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-286430685370546389</id><published>2009-06-05T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T00:34:22.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people, I'm back from Zhiwei's house and I had fun :D Haha anyway, EOM sucks like shit and there's LTC tomorrow. I'm damn scared so wish me luck okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-286430685370546389?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/286430685370546389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=286430685370546389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/286430685370546389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/286430685370546389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-people-im-back-from-zhiweis-house.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-9018460623959148995</id><published>2009-06-03T15:05:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T16:29:36.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's the 344th post! Okay, not that it's significant but I dont know how to start this thing. Haha alright, I havent been blogging very regularly (YES I KNOW!). It's because I was so occupied by some other stuff and nothing much has happened in a while. Oh well, but since it's the holidays, I'm back! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(29 May, Friday)&lt;br /&gt;Haha yes, I had my GP paper for the first time! It was tough, I swear. I did something like "To what extent is it desirable that young people are shielded from sex and violence in the media?" and I didnt know what I was writing half the time. Oh please, let me pass! *crosses fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Saturday and Sunday were boring as usual.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1 June, Monday)&lt;br /&gt;Okay sorry PartC girls haha, I know I overslept and made you people wait! Oops. Yes so all of us went to Huayyee's house. Cabbed there with Eunice and Ruichen. I paid because they were nice enough to wait for me. Paid for Ruichen's pizza money too! Because she was obedient and she didnt peek at my ez link card photo unlike Eunice. Alighted from the cab and got lost. Called up everyone. Rachel and Charmain and Huayyee came to pick us. Wow-ed at her house. Climbed up the freaking scary stairs. Made a mess out of everything. Ate pizza and drumlets. Mengting got drunk and her face turned redder than a baboon's butt. Haha then she puked and gave birth to a baby. Ruichen and Eunice went to her ward to visit her. Yes and then Mengting Charmain and I started gaying around. We took photos like how Edison Chen did. LOL many of the girls got dripping wet, not to mention half drunk. They took their GSK test like this and 4 of them failed. Played restaurant city for like 5 minutes. Sang cheena songs with whoever who knew the lyrics. Rolled around. Left Huayyee's room in a mess. Koped some chips before I left. Cabbed to Clementi Central with Rachel Charmain and Eunice. I paid again because I also dont know why hahaha. Rachel was so thin skinned that she had to return me two bucks. We said bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, what a word dump. For pictures, click "Eunice" or "Jiayun" on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes next stop, PartE girls gathering! Okay another word dump! I'm lazy. Met up with twins first. Went to cake shop. Didnt buy cake. Trained to City Hall. Met a crazy woman while we were boarding the train. Alighted at City Hall. Gossiped. Yihua came. Even more gossip. We were gossiping about the same person most of the time. Walked around the place. Tried to find cake shop. Decided to blow balloons first. Yihua brought the balloons. Blew the balloons. Yihua went to buy food. Tied the balloons. Shannon called. Shannon came with her bangs HAHAHAHAHA. Decided not to buy cake. Yiyan and Serene came with Meichia Audrey Boonbon Ahmeng Marcus Songming Zhiwei. Hugged Yiyan. Went to Changing Appetite. It was expensive. I didnt like the food. Dont think I wanna go there again. Mugged abit of China Studies. Took ugly photos. Left Changing Appetite. Wanted to go Esplanade. Somehow we just stopped in the middle of nowhere. Took photos. Talked cock. Sang song. Didnt play mahjong. Went to MRT station. Took MRT all the way to Pioneer. Walked. Reached home. Bathed. Wished Yiyan happy birthday again at 23 59. Sleeped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Tuesday was boring because I was studying China Studies the whole day.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(3 June, Wednesday)&lt;br /&gt;It rained early in the morning and I was so sleepy. Mugged China Studies again on the train. There was no morning assembly because of the wet ground. Our venue for the paper was LT3. Hahaha okay quite expected. The paper was real tough I nearly wanted to pull my hair out. Ate with Gary and his classmates. Talked cock. LOL and trained home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, PartC Girls gathering again, anyone? And OMG, my EOM is totally untouched. Byeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S. I think my blogskin is damn chio!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-9018460623959148995?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/9018460623959148995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=9018460623959148995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/9018460623959148995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/9018460623959148995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-344th-post-okay-not-that-its.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-1528165996805267313</id><published>2009-05-28T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T22:48:54.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so busy. Just take a look at this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 May - GP paper. Math rememdial. Live Range.&lt;br /&gt;1 June - Part C '09 gathering. Part E '09 gathering.&lt;br /&gt;3 June - China Studies paper. Training (tentative).&lt;br /&gt;4 June to 8 June - Chemistry tutorial remedial. Econs lecture remedial. LTC.&lt;br /&gt;8 June to 12 June - Spec Course 2.&lt;br /&gt;14 June to 18 June - Spec Course 3.&lt;br /&gt;26 June - NCCDP rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;30 June - Econs paper.&lt;br /&gt;1 July - Chemistry papersssss.&lt;br /&gt;3 July - Math paper. NCCDP rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;8 July - First day of Term 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL, SCREW THE HOLIDAYS.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-1528165996805267313?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/1528165996805267313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=1528165996805267313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/1528165996805267313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/1528165996805267313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-feel-so-busy.html' 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title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-6854580079301682213</id><published>2009-05-24T20:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T20:13:16.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO GARY IF YOU'RE READING THIS GET WELL SOON OKAY HAHAHA YAY I'M SUCH A NICE FRIEND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-6854580079301682213?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31880135.post-8338437087646489594</id><published>2009-05-13T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T23:41:54.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is crashing down on me now. I just dont understand why I cant have all. Just that one more. JUST ONE MORE. Why must I give up the one that I love the most? I dont want. I dont get it. Fuck. Life is no longer awesome. It sucks, totally sucks. I wonder why there isnt anyone here for me. Why people are always better off than me. Fuck, to think I dont even have the freedom to use this word whenever I feel like anymore. I'll get fined. And no, no one gets me. Dont try to irritate me further by saying you understand how I feel, or telling me to relax to chill. If things were that easy I wouldnt have to be here now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, this is my blog. It's a place for me to vent my frustrations. I choose my own language here. If you cannot stand it, then just fuck off. I dont need you here. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-8338437087646489594?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/8338437087646489594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=8338437087646489594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/8338437087646489594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/8338437087646489594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/05/fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-5297191552711623148</id><published>2009-05-01T13:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T13:56:23.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>KBOX WITH MASS GANG LATER AND THEN PARTE STEAMBOAT GATHERING TONIGHT OH MY GOD I CANT WAIT MY LIFE IS SO AWESOME WHO CARES ABOUT MY PUNCTUATION AND GRAMMAR MANSXZXZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 May quick quick come, I need my sleeeeeeep!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-5297191552711623148?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/5297191552711623148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=5297191552711623148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/5297191552711623148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/5297191552711623148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/05/kbox-with-mass-gang-later-and-then.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-6891836725195874202</id><published>2009-04-26T21:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T21:18:59.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I SUDDENLY MISS MY PARTE GIRLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh mans, Labour Day where are youuuuuuuuuuuuu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-6891836725195874202?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/6891836725195874202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=6891836725195874202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/6891836725195874202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/6891836725195874202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-suddenly-miss-my-parte-girls.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-886411860366174189</id><published>2009-04-25T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T22:15:14.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people, I'm kinda posting for the sake of posting so that my blog wont be dead. Although by the looks of it, it seems like it has ALREADY died DDD: Okay I'm bored and stuck at GP essay. But whatever. I need to get back to it now, byeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, I'm surprised that life is still awesome!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-886411860366174189?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/886411860366174189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=886411860366174189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/886411860366174189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/886411860366174189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-people-im-kinda-posting-for-sake.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-5574180605595712074</id><published>2009-04-23T09:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T09:26:30.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people, I'm in school and I'm rotting. My lesson starts at 11 because I'm exempted from PE lessons and I need to mark my attendance at 7 forty. Haha life is stupid oh whatever I feel like crapping anyway I have nothing to say already byebye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND MELISSA WANTS ME TO SAY THAT SHE IS SITTING BESIDE ME HAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-5574180605595712074?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/5574180605595712074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=5574180605595712074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/5574180605595712074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/5574180605595712074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-people-im-in-school-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-2150054637589673993</id><published>2009-04-15T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T23:09:45.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LIFE IS AWESOME. LIKE TOTALLY.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ORang utan Day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-2150054637589673993?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/2150054637589673993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=2150054637589673993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/2150054637589673993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/2150054637589673993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/04/life-is-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-71281425559623590</id><published>2009-04-12T14:30:00.030+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T20:53:46.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thursday was AWESOME! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha by that I mean my after school activities though. Had PE for the first lesson. It was as crazy as ever (H3 PE LESSON!). Then it was my 2 hour break followed by PW lecture (unexpectedly interesting) then LUNCH! Haha Thursdays are slack. Yay then Economics tutorial which was alright, and the day ended with Mr Chai's CSE tutorial! Whee I told you Thursday are slack. Yupp went for Math Clinic because I had to wait for Gary to end class. Rot in the cafe for a while because we got pangseh-ed by Jocelyn the gullible one and Janice! Shit them haha whatever. Yupp after that we left school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, so while walking to the bus stop nearest to the school, Jocelyn called. Apparently she's like about to reach YCK and we still need like forty minutes to get there. LOL ORBI QUEK! Yeah so we slowly made our way to YCK then walked to HQ because we missed the last shuttle bus haha. But it's okay we're garang people we wont die :D Yupp I was quite surprised that so many 56th and seniors went actually. (Well at least my own seniors didnt come for my 56th POP. Aww.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FLAG PARTY WAS SO COOL. Yes, we basically came for them. Haha the parade started off with the crowd giggling away because the contingent commander sounded like me during 56th. LOL if you wanna know how that sounds like, approach me personally and I'll do a free demonstration for you. Yupp then it was the exact same thing as last year again. Wow I totally miss the passing out feeling! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes after the post parade ceremony we started camwhoring haha. Look at these!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGQV-K8fWI/AAAAAAAAAmc/YyYrz3vv93k/s1600-h/P1030583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGQV-K8fWI/AAAAAAAAAmc/YyYrz3vv93k/s400/P1030583.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323694941669195106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swiss Winds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGQnJ0IZXI/AAAAAAAAAmk/NnNK8JmWSvI/s1600-h/P1030586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGQnJ0IZXI/AAAAAAAAAmk/NnNK8JmWSvI/s400/P1030586.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323695236852508018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO JOCELYN HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGQ2cEO-9I/AAAAAAAAAms/nrIfUWHR2ys/s1600-h/coloursparty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGQ2cEO-9I/AAAAAAAAAms/nrIfUWHR2ys/s400/coloursparty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323695499449924562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flag Party! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGRLEucALI/AAAAAAAAAm0/UUtFT7h2Uuc/s1600-h/coloursparty2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGRLEucALI/AAAAAAAAAm0/UUtFT7h2Uuc/s400/coloursparty2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323695853961740466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha my friends are cool right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGRazcfk2I/AAAAAAAAAm8/TD7a3YxOZwE/s1600-h/P1030595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGRazcfk2I/AAAAAAAAAm8/TD7a3YxOZwE/s400/P1030595.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323696124200981346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contingent 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGRpVYOqmI/AAAAAAAAAnE/ip4q0DRMUxc/s1600-h/P1030597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGRpVYOqmI/AAAAAAAAAnE/ip4q0DRMUxc/s400/P1030597.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323696373828069986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary has a big head LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGR-RQhXHI/AAAAAAAAAnM/y5QsSYbtVmo/s1600-h/P1030607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGR-RQhXHI/AAAAAAAAAnM/y5QsSYbtVmo/s400/P1030607.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323696733499251826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 5 Best Cadets. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGSQqZZz8I/AAAAAAAAAnU/UTzrhz9_dSk/s1600-h/P1030620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGSQqZZz8I/AAAAAAAAAnU/UTzrhz9_dSk/s400/P1030620.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323697049485037506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;West Flag, Chunwei, and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGSl7FFvnI/AAAAAAAAAnc/8qvf5GSCpPA/s1600-h/P1030622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGSl7FFvnI/AAAAAAAAAnc/8qvf5GSCpPA/s400/P1030622.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323697414740491890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK AT KHAIRI'S FACE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGS3iTLWqI/AAAAAAAAAnk/7JZjqXoZYGc/s1600-h/P1030623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGS3iTLWqI/AAAAAAAAAnk/7JZjqXoZYGc/s400/P1030623.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323697717326338722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL eventually we were nice enough to let Gary join us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGTLXj16dI/AAAAAAAAAns/Ja9EbtchlkQ/s1600-h/P1030626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGTLXj16dI/AAAAAAAAAns/Ja9EbtchlkQ/s400/P1030626.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323698058040830418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGTc79kQAI/AAAAAAAAAn0/ew1vo4RXKG8/s1600-h/P1030632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGTc79kQAI/AAAAAAAAAn0/ew1vo4RXKG8/s400/P1030632.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323698359870177282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL, my friends are not just cool; they're funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGTuc1WDLI/AAAAAAAAAn8/lHSxq5mo0FY/s1600-h/P1030633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGTuc1WDLI/AAAAAAAAAn8/lHSxq5mo0FY/s400/P1030633.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323698660751838386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janice, what's with you and the rose?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGUJ2q1rzI/AAAAAAAAAoE/_-mZgAGBI2k/s1600-h/P1030635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGUJ2q1rzI/AAAAAAAAAoE/_-mZgAGBI2k/s400/P1030635.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323699131543564082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet my gullible friend, Jocelyn! And no, she's not tall at all (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGUoqfjjoI/AAAAAAAAAoM/uw9bNjBIAQ0/s1600-h/P1030641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGUoqfjjoI/AAAAAAAAAoM/uw9bNjBIAQ0/s400/P1030641.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323699660850957954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57th reciting the Cadet Officer Creed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGU7eBqTZI/AAAAAAAAAoU/JdnBULkqC-k/s1600-h/postparade2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGU7eBqTZI/AAAAAAAAAoU/JdnBULkqC-k/s400/postparade2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323699983921859986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here comes the Flag Party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGVRu78VvI/AAAAAAAAAoc/VTQZSezBHyE/s1600-h/P1030652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGVRu78VvI/AAAAAAAAAoc/VTQZSezBHyE/s400/P1030652.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323700366418401010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn looks retarded HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGVgxKje_I/AAAAAAAAAok/aCMiZ6nJdYA/s1600-h/corrineandi2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGVgxKje_I/AAAAAAAAAok/aCMiZ6nJdYA/s400/corrineandi2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323700624714595314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Janice I love you! MUACK MUACK MUACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGVx9E7ZPI/AAAAAAAAAos/ZB4JhWLQWec/s1600-h/P1030656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGVx9E7ZPI/AAAAAAAAAos/ZB4JhWLQWec/s400/P1030656.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323700919969998066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PJC GANG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGWEj5W54I/AAAAAAAAAo0/DxIeH2hWwNg/s1600-h/P1030668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGWEj5W54I/AAAAAAAAAo0/DxIeH2hWwNg/s400/P1030668.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323701239628097410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHOTO OF THE DAY HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGWS1_x3CI/AAAAAAAAAo8/5bV6_tu1fFU/s1600-h/P1030672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGWS1_x3CI/AAAAAAAAAo8/5bV6_tu1fFU/s400/P1030672.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323701485005036578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO JACK, VERY LONG TIME NO SEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGWoX8p__I/AAAAAAAAApE/2uJqcxYFmJA/s1600-h/P1030676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGWoX8p__I/AAAAAAAAApE/2uJqcxYFmJA/s400/P1030676.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323701854895996914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGW2-ek1HI/AAAAAAAAApM/UsgjI0Ar2ew/s1600-h/P1030677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGW2-ek1HI/AAAAAAAAApM/UsgjI0Ar2ew/s400/P1030677.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323702105756980338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG YOU SKINNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGXEcOKPkI/AAAAAAAAApU/HUVbnFDcEM0/s1600-h/P1030679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGXEcOKPkI/AAAAAAAAApU/HUVbnFDcEM0/s400/P1030679.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323702337079492162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I BET SYUKRI TIPTOED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGXSWWLlnI/AAAAAAAAApc/Bu9Kh1SUSEo/s1600-h/P1030681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGXSWWLlnI/AAAAAAAAApc/Bu9Kh1SUSEo/s400/P1030681.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323702576020690546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chunwei - the West Ensign! And he didnt have to bend actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupp and meanwhile we were busy catching up and stuff. Gary and I have been missing in action for super long, we know that. LOL and then Jack suddenly grabbed hold of me and questioned me about us bullying Jocelyn. Haha she's such a complain queen. But I escaped unharmed somehow :D Hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha after everything we left the HQ and went Island Creamery with Hariz, Jiahui, Jocelyn, Haqiz, Janice, Gary and I (I hope I didnt miss anyone out). It was locking up when we finally reached there ): Yeah so we ended up at Macs. So expected right LOL. It was near midnight already what. Janice left like 5 minutes later! D: Rot there for about an hour. LOL with jiahui spamming us with his extremely long and pointless stories. Like seriously, POINTLESS. Hahaha then cabbed home with Haqiz, Hariz and Gary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL then reached home, bathed and sleeped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha shit, I think I made my awesome day sound boring! Whatever, bye! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-71281425559623590?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/71281425559623590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=71281425559623590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/71281425559623590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/71281425559623590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/04/thursday-was-awesome-d-haha-by-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SeGQV-K8fWI/AAAAAAAAAmc/YyYrz3vv93k/s72-c/P1030583.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31880135.post-72240920296384182</id><published>2009-04-01T13:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T13:36:24.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was blog hopping and realise that everyone seems to be enjoying their lives.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-72240920296384182?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/72240920296384182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=72240920296384182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/72240920296384182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/72240920296384182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/04/was-blog-hopping-and-realise-that.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-7654893817931133158</id><published>2009-03-29T21:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T21:30:40.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;SOMETHING EXTREMELY FUNNY HAPPENED YESTERDAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more info, please search for "JOCELYN" at my links and click it. You'll find a nice summary there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it, now i think i owe her a million mudpies! Oh mans. HAHAHAHAHA but I still cant stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-JUMPS JUMPS AND LAUGHING OUT LOUD-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL okay bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-7654893817931133158?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/7654893817931133158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=7654893817931133158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/7654893817931133158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/7654893817931133158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/03/something-extremely-funny-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-3836826098926074490</id><published>2009-03-23T16:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T16:08:23.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First day of term 2 and I'm back from school wheeeeeee. Wasnt THAT bad after all (not that I'm saying I enjoyed it). Well, at least everything went smoothly despite the fact that I practically didnt do any of my homework LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are over far too soon mansxzxz. Just look at how busy and screwed my life is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 to 14 March - March Camp&lt;br /&gt;15 to 19 March - 4th ADC&lt;br /&gt;20 March - Student Council meeting&lt;br /&gt;21 March - first attempt to do homework&lt;br /&gt;22 March - Tuition and second attempt to do homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so here I am now. First period was the release of our PW topic. Oh mans A Levels isnt supposed to come so soon. Then it dragged on all the way till.. BREAK TIME! Haha and then it was Economics lecture by Ms Loh. Pretty okay I guess. Then GP was the usual stuff plus returning of test papers which I totally forgot about. LOL i was like so frigging scared but then 23/30 is AWESOME in my opinion :D Come on people, praise me! Yeah then it was lunch time and then the oh-so-interesting Math lecture then I'm done. First day of Term Two down hahaha. So glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, more about ADC and other stuff next time. I gotta go for my third attempt to do homework. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-3836826098926074490?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/3836826098926074490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=3836826098926074490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/3836826098926074490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/3836826098926074490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-day-of-term-2-and-im-back-from.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-6826124832205977230</id><published>2009-03-08T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T22:20:08.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I almost cried when I looked into her eyes. She's just too noble.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-6826124832205977230?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/6826124832205977230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=6826124832205977230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/6826124832205977230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/6826124832205977230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-almost-cried-when-i-looked-into-her.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-8913730669703654294</id><published>2009-03-04T16:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T16:25:59.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fiesta day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/Sa47Cr-q4oI/AAAAAAAAAl0/eb95uU46-tE/s1600-h/DSC00101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/Sa47Cr-q4oI/AAAAAAAAAl0/eb95uU46-tE/s400/DSC00101.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309245928067752578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-8913730669703654294?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/8913730669703654294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=8913730669703654294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/8913730669703654294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/8913730669703654294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/03/yay-fiesta-day.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/Sa47Cr-q4oI/AAAAAAAAAl0/eb95uU46-tE/s72-c/DSC00101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31880135.post-8881040400090180574</id><published>2009-02-28T23:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T23:32:56.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TODAY SUCKS AND FUCK THE WORLD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-8881040400090180574?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/8881040400090180574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=8881040400090180574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/8881040400090180574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/8881040400090180574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-sucks-and-fuck-world.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-2534211461589398270</id><published>2009-02-21T20:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T22:00:07.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are Extroverted, Conscientious, Agreeable, Neurotic and Open&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/thefivefactorpersonalitytest/personality.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extroversion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have high extroversion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are outgoing and engaging, with both strangers and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You truly enjoy being with people and bring energy into any situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enthusiastic and fun, you're the first to say "let's go"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conscientiousness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have high conscientiousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intelligent and reliable, you tend to succeed in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most things in your life are organized and planned well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you borderline on being a total perfectionist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agreeableness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have high agreeableness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are easy to get along with, and you value harmony highly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helpful and generous, you are willing to compromise with almost anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give people the benefit of the doubt and don't mind giving someone a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neuroticism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have medium neuroticism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're generally cool and collected, but sometimes you do panic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little worries or problems can consume you, draining your energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your life is pretty smooth, but there's a few emotional bumps you'd like to get rid of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Openness to experience:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your openness to new experiences is high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, you tend to be an early adopter of all new things and ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll try almost anything interesting, and you're constantly pushing your own limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great admirer of art and beauty, you can find the positive side of almost anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/thefivefactorpersonalitytest/"&gt;The Five Factor Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are Honest, Loyal, Generous, Humble and Tolerant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/thefivefactorvaluestest/values.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loyalty:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You value loyalty a fair amount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're loyal to your friends... to a point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if they cross you, you will reconsider your loyalties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staying true to others is important to you, but you also stay true to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honesty:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You value honesty highly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're unflinchingly honest, even when it's not easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, integrity is very important - in yourself and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People may not always like what you say, but they know they can trust it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generosity:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You value generosity a fair amount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are all about giving, as long as there's some give and take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supportive and kind, you don't mind helping out a friend in need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know when you've given too much. You have no problem saying "no"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humility:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You value humility highly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the self-confidence to be happy with who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you don't need to seek praise to make yourself feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're very modest, and you're keep the drama factor low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tolerance: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You value tolerance highly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only do you enjoy the company of those very different from you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do all that you can to seek it out interesting and unique friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think there are many truths in life, and you're open to many of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/thefivefactorvaluestest/"&gt;The Five Factor Values Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-2534211461589398270?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/2534211461589398270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=2534211461589398270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/2534211461589398270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/2534211461589398270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-are-extroverted-conscientious.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-6534092007422498779</id><published>2009-02-15T16:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T16:29:07.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE REASON WHY I LOVE VALENTINES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SZfSHFpcHXI/AAAAAAAAAls/P7AFy5SxtWg/s1600-h/n751027032_2108314_5498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SZfSHFpcHXI/AAAAAAAAAls/P7AFy5SxtWg/s400/n751027032_2108314_5498.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302938105468951922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-6534092007422498779?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/6534092007422498779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=6534092007422498779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/6534092007422498779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/6534092007422498779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/02/reason-why-i-love-valentines.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SZfSHFpcHXI/AAAAAAAAAls/P7AFy5SxtWg/s72-c/n751027032_2108314_5498.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31880135.post-3102713055510082442</id><published>2009-01-23T12:17:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T13:20:35.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's really time to update haha. Well where to begin with my life has been so eventful and fun but boring at the same time. Such irony huh. Hmmm let's see. Recently my life has just been trainings and PartDs 08 and maybe abit of council lol. Trainings were rather okay. Haha and the PartAs were pretty cute. Curious about NCC and all, I bet they're gonna be great leaders in the future (Wow think so far haha). PartDs 08 are as bitchy and LOL as ever. We're always doing childish/stupid/silly/funny/whatever-you-call-it stuff! Refer to Shannon's blog for an example haha. The one about the feedback form. Pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Out with Shannon on 21 Jan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SXlIle992OI/AAAAAAAAAg0/DkvqeqlwI48/s1600-h/IMG_5045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SXlIle992OI/AAAAAAAAAg0/DkvqeqlwI48/s400/IMG_5045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294342645756057826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SXlIle2ZGkI/AAAAAAAAAgk/CjeFfzWtWZg/s1600-h/IMG_5036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SXlIle2ZGkI/AAAAAAAAAgk/CjeFfzWtWZg/s400/IMG_5036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294342645724289602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SXlIlQvRNgI/AAAAAAAAAgc/WOcWUdztJTg/s1600-h/IMG_5032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SXlIlQvRNgI/AAAAAAAAAgc/WOcWUdztJTg/s400/IMG_5032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294342641936315906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SXlIlA1eKrI/AAAAAAAAAgU/zqOWAOoH2GU/s1600-h/IMG_5031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SXlIlA1eKrI/AAAAAAAAAgU/zqOWAOoH2GU/s400/IMG_5031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294342637667363506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SXlIlUDHuqI/AAAAAAAAAgs/ZxAngQYoK2U/s1600-h/IMG_5041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SXlIlUDHuqI/AAAAAAAAAgs/ZxAngQYoK2U/s400/IMG_5041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294342642824886946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And many more retarded photos haha. I so love my Shannon Tio manxzs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CCA Extravaganza plus Botanic Gardens trip!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SXlNZ7804aI/AAAAAAAAAhc/Ia7pu4d-F9Y/s1600-h/2009_0112HWELE0286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SXlNZ7804aI/AAAAAAAAAhc/Ia7pu4d-F9Y/s400/2009_0112HWELE0286.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294347944935612834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SXlNZ7eHgKI/AAAAAAAAAhU/XNdL8U5sCPY/s1600-h/2009_0112HWELE0284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SXlNZ7eHgKI/AAAAAAAAAhU/XNdL8U5sCPY/s400/2009_0112HWELE0284.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294347944806809762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SXlNZ-dXRrI/AAAAAAAAAhM/LPkk386z7Zw/s1600-h/2009_0112HWELE0281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SXlSjInbTjI/AAAAAAAAAkk/pDBKssCmSAw/s400/outing5848.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294353600512478770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SXlSjcPc0pI/AAAAAAAAAlE/nZlnkj1jLw4/s1600-h/outing5866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SXlSjcPc0pI/AAAAAAAAAlE/nZlnkj1jLw4/s400/outing5866.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294353605780624018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SXlSjcpWekI/AAAAAAAAAk8/_9V2ZdkMxWQ/s1600-h/outing5853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SXlSjcpWekI/AAAAAAAAAk8/_9V2ZdkMxWQ/s400/outing5853.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294353605889260098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SXlSjEWpyLI/AAAAAAAAAks/czR2ppaEWCY/s1600-h/outing5849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SXlSjEWpyLI/AAAAAAAAAks/czR2ppaEWCY/s400/outing5849.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294353599368382642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SXlTAQPdd7I/AAAAAAAAAlk/-VHm90M0SJE/s1600-h/outing5881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SXlTAQPdd7I/AAAAAAAAAlk/-VHm90M0SJE/s400/outing5881.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294354100775647154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SXlTARysS6I/AAAAAAAAAlc/0rHhinecI80/s1600-h/outing5878.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SXlTARysS6I/AAAAAAAAAlc/0rHhinecI80/s400/outing5878.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294354101191855010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SXlTAPQ9CVI/AAAAAAAAAlU/rbJHJgiHktI/s1600-h/outing5872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SXlTAPQ9CVI/AAAAAAAAAlU/rbJHJgiHktI/s400/outing5872.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294354100513474898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SXlS_po2RWI/AAAAAAAAAlM/TmIk6yKgxg8/s1600-h/outing5870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SXlS_po2RWI/AAAAAAAAAlM/TmIk6yKgxg8/s400/outing5870.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294354090413147490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY so in conclusion i loveeeeeeeeee the PartDs 08 and no other platoon can be as wild/crazy/funny/cute/bitchy/retarded/stupid/classic/lovely/adorable as us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I really dont wanna grow up anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-3102713055510082442?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/3102713055510082442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=3102713055510082442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/3102713055510082442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/3102713055510082442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-really-time-to-update-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SXlIle992OI/AAAAAAAAAg0/DkvqeqlwI48/s72-c/IMG_5045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31880135.post-8790070099129120366</id><published>2009-01-13T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T22:05:35.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I SUCK. AND SCREW YOU, BIOLOGY. ENOUGH SAID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;People, please study real hard.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-8790070099129120366?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/8790070099129120366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=8790070099129120366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/8790070099129120366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/8790070099129120366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-suck.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-4167638298393797967</id><published>2008-12-22T22:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T22:31:48.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'll be back in Singapore on the 28th. Dont miss me people byebye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I changed my mind. People please miss me :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-4167638298393797967?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/4167638298393797967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=4167638298393797967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/4167638298393797967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/4167638298393797967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2008/12/ill-be-back-in-singapore-on-28th.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-8393284946506186434</id><published>2008-12-21T16:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T16:33:14.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life has been boring. I have been really broke. Well, nothing to type. Bye. Oh and I think Lily Allen's Fuck You Very Much is highly addictive. This is such a stupid post but I dont need your comments. Not in the mood to entertain you today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-8393284946506186434?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/8393284946506186434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=8393284946506186434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/8393284946506186434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/8393284946506186434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2008/12/life-has-been-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-6864847799251063304</id><published>2008-12-17T10:27:00.032+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T12:36:44.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I am a Cadet Officer,&lt;br /&gt;a member of the National Cadet Corps.&lt;br /&gt;I take pride in my organisation,&lt;br /&gt;and will be loyal to those under whom I serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the present and future of a distinguished Corps&lt;br /&gt;and will honour those that have passed before me,&lt;br /&gt;and those that are to come.&lt;br /&gt;I will never do anything that will disgrace my uniform,&lt;br /&gt;school or country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my duty to maintain my discipline,&lt;br /&gt;and those of the members of the Corps.&lt;br /&gt;I am committed to the values of the Corps.&lt;br /&gt;I will uphold the responsibilities bestowed upon me,&lt;br /&gt;to the best of my abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will strive to be the best that I can be,&lt;br /&gt;and to the lead the cadets in the acquisition of knowledge and skills.&lt;br /&gt;I will persevere so that I can make a difference to those I lead,&lt;br /&gt;and maintain the faith by caring for my cadets. &lt;br /&gt;I am proud of the Corps and my country,&lt;br /&gt;and will try to make the people of this nation proud of the service I represent.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah, I said it, I'm gonna do it. Okay, so well, I'M BACK FROM 56TH CADET OFFICER COURSE! (Fights back the urge to shout RESPECT AND HUMILITY!) Yay yay yay I'm a ma'aaaaaaaaaam wahahaha oops. Yeah wait I forgot what I wanted to say so yupp pictures and videos first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They should have used this as our invitation card mans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhoWJk2V6I/AAAAAAAAATU/J40SFKUco4M/s1600-h/z176693182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhoWJk2V6I/AAAAAAAAATU/J40SFKUco4M/s400/z176693182.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280585292828792738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56th - RESPECT AND HUMILITY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhxyKxL1qI/AAAAAAAAAWM/RS92NSAgLW4/s1600-h/n566913733_1039916_4222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhxyKxL1qI/AAAAAAAAAWM/RS92NSAgLW4/s400/n566913733_1039916_4222.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280595669789955746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiman and Haiqal. They looked like twins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhoWUxCoXI/AAAAAAAAATc/Cc2S5I773sM/s1600-h/z176692905.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhoWUxCoXI/AAAAAAAAATc/Cc2S5I773sM/s400/z176692905.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280585295832719730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiman and Haiqal again. Yupp they're the parade commander and parade 2IC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhoWh_p9aI/AAAAAAAAATk/kjHr6OGt5Xk/s1600-h/z176693279.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhoWh_p9aI/AAAAAAAAATk/kjHr6OGt5Xk/s400/z176693279.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280585299383678370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah we rock your asses off yoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUh_mJtOdlI/AAAAAAAAAXE/t-A6bF0p8m0/s1600-h/z176692908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUh_mJtOdlI/AAAAAAAAAXE/t-A6bF0p8m0/s400/z176692908.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280610856509273682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contingent one! Yay that's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhqLZ9eBPI/AAAAAAAAAT8/FH4x-7Ry91o/s1600-h/z176692952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhqLZ9eBPI/AAAAAAAAAT8/FH4x-7Ry91o/s400/z176692952.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280587307271718130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A million bucks if you can spot me, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhqVyKKjoI/AAAAAAAAAUE/VFCqPO9CzWU/s1600-h/z176524860.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhqVyKKjoI/AAAAAAAAAUE/VFCqPO9CzWU/s400/z176524860.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280587485566111362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The complete contingent one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUh8qYu8XsI/AAAAAAAAAW0/VrMhSI-SMbM/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUh8qYu8XsI/AAAAAAAAAW0/VrMhSI-SMbM/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280607630727601858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Front view. I know you're impressed hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUh85akHGNI/AAAAAAAAAW8/hPEByRU1J0M/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUh85akHGNI/AAAAAAAAAW8/hPEByRU1J0M/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280607888917076178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise! MA'AM WENTING! And Syukri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhq_SzMw1I/AAAAAAAAAUM/Ko9AHhsQQ3M/s1600-h/z176692959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhq_SzMw1I/AAAAAAAAAUM/Ko9AHhsQQ3M/s400/z176692959.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280588198702793554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL Ma'am Xinran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhrL0Vo4HI/AAAAAAAAAUU/t80sp4Vo8hk/s1600-h/z176693188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhrL0Vo4HI/AAAAAAAAAUU/t80sp4Vo8hk/s400/z176693188.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280588413864042610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left toe, right toe, keep up the tempo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhrb3guX9I/AAAAAAAAAUc/aul6jAIEjLc/s1600-h/z176692944.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhrb3guX9I/AAAAAAAAAUc/aul6jAIEjLc/s400/z176692944.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280588689593753554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meilin and I! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhtRpYv48I/AAAAAAAAAUk/h4N9RKlYqGI/s1600-h/POP1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhtRpYv48I/AAAAAAAAAUk/h4N9RKlYqGI/s400/POP1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280590713026765762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Wenxuan's signature smile LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhtbjibfZI/AAAAAAAAAUs/e2sNf-ERhM8/s1600-h/POP2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhtbjibfZI/AAAAAAAAAUs/e2sNf-ERhM8/s400/POP2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280590883255451026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this photo but my head's too big to fit daddy's face in bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUiAsVPRLEI/AAAAAAAAAXU/8wIgjpEDY5U/s1600-h/n677395326_5185262_2713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUiAsVPRLEI/AAAAAAAAAXU/8wIgjpEDY5U/s400/n677395326_5185262_2713.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280612062195690562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting to you, Nanhua's very own 56th batch of Cadet Officers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUiA0kzOLaI/AAAAAAAAAXc/9VlVaP3tUu4/s1600-h/n677395326_5185269_4326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUiA0kzOLaI/AAAAAAAAAXc/9VlVaP3tUu4/s400/n677395326_5185269_4326.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280612203811974562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post Parade Activity. Hello Janice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUiA_AbcODI/AAAAAAAAAXk/gukOvwEEhjg/s1600-h/n677395326_5185242_8295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUiA_AbcODI/AAAAAAAAAXk/gukOvwEEhjg/s400/n677395326_5185242_8295.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280612383027116082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to recite the Cadet Officer Creed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhu8gSo3nI/AAAAAAAAAVM/-wKjrIqclbw/s1600-h/n677395326_5185274_5558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhu8gSo3nI/AAAAAAAAAVM/-wKjrIqclbw/s400/n677395326_5185274_5558.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280592548831223410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I go. LMAO and why is that guy staring at me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhvMHT20jI/AAAAAAAAAVU/yxITU_rwD3A/s1600-h/n677395326_5185241_8123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhvMHT20jI/AAAAAAAAAVU/yxITU_rwD3A/s400/n677395326_5185241_8123.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280592817003352626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56th Cadet Officers, DISMISS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhvhNvzztI/AAAAAAAAAVc/Ra2IcDTeHpE/s1600-h/n677395326_5185243_8511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhvhNvzztI/AAAAAAAAAVc/Ra2IcDTeHpE/s400/n677395326_5185243_8511.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280593179508461266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally wild when the long awaited moment has finally arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhvvhlFs6I/AAAAAAAAAVk/u8CvmbnUyVM/s1600-h/n677395326_5185244_8733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhvvhlFs6I/AAAAAAAAAVk/u8CvmbnUyVM/s400/n677395326_5185244_8733.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280593425350374306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seet and I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhwFDaH0zI/AAAAAAAAAVs/5hC-DuRRTg0/s1600-h/n677395326_5185247_9464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhwFDaH0zI/AAAAAAAAAVs/5hC-DuRRTg0/s400/n677395326_5185247_9464.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280593795208434482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Zhenghua (L1!). Anyway he's the oh-so-best-cadet in my syndicate. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhwlJH1aKI/AAAAAAAAAV0/k5TT6JCTjho/s1600-h/n677395326_5185250_48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhwlJH1aKI/AAAAAAAAAV0/k5TT6JCTjho/s400/n677395326_5185250_48.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280594346498156706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL here comes Wenxuan's classic smile again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhw4QyZCSI/AAAAAAAAAV8/vH1BBatymgY/s1600-h/n677395326_5185253_639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhw4QyZCSI/AAAAAAAAAV8/vH1BBatymgY/s400/n677395326_5185253_639.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280594674973215010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lightning's performance! We owned like hell yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhxBOtOUCI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Kw5qRNppSIY/s1600-h/n677395326_5185255_1112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhxBOtOUCI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Kw5qRNppSIY/s400/n677395326_5185255_1112.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280594829033492514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my beloved Part Bs '08! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhyEZ96xEI/AAAAAAAAAWU/hjhHahhBlkA/s1600-h/n677395326_5185258_1810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhyEZ96xEI/AAAAAAAAAWU/hjhHahhBlkA/s400/n677395326_5185258_1810.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280595983107540034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;West District officers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUh2-ZE15NI/AAAAAAAAAWs/xVyLQ8dyuN8/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUh2-ZE15NI/AAAAAAAAAWs/xVyLQ8dyuN8/s400/8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280601377347069138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your info I'm holding to a portrait of me and NOT a blank paper okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhyf530JNI/AAAAAAAAAWc/SGhg9NiS4V8/s1600-h/n677395326_5185257_1574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhyf530JNI/AAAAAAAAAWc/SGhg9NiS4V8/s400/n677395326_5185257_1574.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280596455528342738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a nice happy ending :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhy0gxfSKI/AAAAAAAAAWk/ImTpjxxiL-8/s1600-h/POP3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhy0gxfSKI/AAAAAAAAAWk/ImTpjxxiL-8/s400/POP3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280596809568176290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56th's graduation video!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Ns0dPvHfTA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Ns0dPvHfTA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing the NCC song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YhG-wLh3yhQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YhG-wLh3yhQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting the performance that totally rules! Syndicate two , Lightning, has put on a totally good show. Combination of uptown girl plus greased lightning! Just listen to the screams from the audience and our solid claps mans. Oh and I know that I danced wrongly and my expression after that was real LOL so you dont have to say that anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uSi-TKlQ_Lg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uSi-TKlQ_Lg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah more pictures and videos out there! But I'm too lazy lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quotes of the course!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If you are scared that the red ants bite you, then you bite the red ants first la,"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If you want to commit suicide, you can either jump down from a building or visit the zoo," &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Remember to bring your nine lollars on flyday."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Platice makes perfect. Tlust me."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Eh boy! Look in flant! Dont look down!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"UM ZI UM ZI!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"HOOYA!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Huat arh!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"D is for Diver&lt;br /&gt;I is for In the Sea&lt;br /&gt;V is for Versatile&lt;br /&gt;E is for Endurance&lt;br /&gt;R is for Really Xiong"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"HA HA&lt;br /&gt;WA HA HA&lt;br /&gt;Cake fall down&lt;br /&gt;Don't pick up&lt;br /&gt;Look at me&lt;br /&gt;So Kilat&lt;br /&gt;Look at you&lt;br /&gt;So Jia Lat&lt;br /&gt;HA HA&lt;br /&gt;WA HA HA"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I reach out for the sky! I reach out for the future! I love myself! I love the others! I wanna be a good coach! YEAH!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is my rifle! There're many like it but this one is mine!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA overall this course ended with much laughter and hilarious memories. I wanna thank every single person in the course (including Sirs and Ma'ams and Enciks and Sergeant Major). I'm so gonna miss everyone. And the canteen and Old Chang Kee LOL. We left the course knowing so much stuff, but still not able to find out what Fahmy's 7inch snake really was. We may not have remembered everyone's names, but their faces are etched on our minds, forever. The unhappy memories will leave us and be forgotten, the happy ones will stick with us for life. Many years down the road we will still be able to feel the euphoria we experienced on the 12122008 night. May our paths cross again :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-6864847799251063304?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/6864847799251063304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=6864847799251063304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/6864847799251063304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/6864847799251063304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-cadet-officer-member-of-national.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SUhoWJk2V6I/AAAAAAAAATU/J40SFKUco4M/s72-c/z176693182.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31880135.post-4740128037317255275</id><published>2008-12-06T21:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T21:58:43.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dont cry because it's over, smile because it happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-4740128037317255275?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/4740128037317255275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=4740128037317255275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/4740128037317255275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/4740128037317255275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2008/12/dont-cry-because-its-over-smile-because.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-7463484161121640633</id><published>2008-12-06T20:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T20:32:34.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Hidden Talent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/waterfall.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the power to persuade and influence others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the type of person who can turn a whole room around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The potential for great leadership is there, as long as you don't abuse it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always remember, you have a lot more power over people than you might think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/"&gt;What's Your Hidden Talent?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Noon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whattimeofdayareyouquiz/noon.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are upbeat, ambitious, and never at loss for energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot that drives you in life: the desire to be the best and a secret hope of fame and power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while you definitely have a Type A personality, you are still fun to be around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a ton of charisma and a genuine interest in others. You are adored by many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattimeofdayareyouquiz/"&gt;What Time Of Day Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People Really Like You!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/dopeoplelikeyouquiz/like2.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're simply a great person, and most people who meet you realize it right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're kind, interesting, outgoing, friendly, and polite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friends are lucky to know you. You're a joy to be around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are definitely well liked by almost everyone. You're a very popular person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What People Like About You:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People like that you take responsibility for your actions and admit your mistakes. They appreciate your maturity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People like that you give them complements. You make people feel good about themselves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People like that you don't gossip or talk poorly of others. They trust that you will speak positively about them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/dopeoplelikeyouquiz/"&gt;Do People Like You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's Sexy About Your Name&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatssexyaboutyournamequiz/sexy.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are sexy because you have an almost universal sex appeal. Many people desire you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a huge flirt, and you can't help but come on to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love attention, whether it's from your partner, friends, or strangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, nothing makes you feel less sexy than being ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be interested in whoever is the most interested in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to people who dote on you. You like to be worshipped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatssexyaboutyournamequiz/"&gt;What's Sexy About Your Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Common Spelling Mistake Score: 85% Correct&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/doyoumakecommonspellingmistakesquiz/spelling.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your spelling is excellent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't fall for common spelling pitfalls, and you spell almost everything correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyoumakecommonspellingmistakesquiz/"&gt;Do You Make Common Spelling Mistakes?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Spelling is Perfect&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howsyourspellingquiz/spelling.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got 10/10 correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your spelling is excellent. You also have a great memory and eye for detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howsyourspellingquiz/"&gt;How's Your Spelling?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, you can tell that i'm really bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-7463484161121640633?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/7463484161121640633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=7463484161121640633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/7463484161121640633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/7463484161121640633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2008/12/your-hidden-talent-you-have-power-to.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-2955123735640565614</id><published>2008-11-24T15:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T15:15:08.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I FEEL DAMN FUCKING PISSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you really think I cared about the course?&lt;br /&gt;Did you really think I cared about the rank?&lt;br /&gt;Did you really think I cared about not getting to wear no.1?&lt;br /&gt;Did you really think I cared about being outstanding in the course?&lt;br /&gt;Did you really think I cared about that honour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCK. SERIOUSLY FUCK IT ALL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just wanted an open door back.&lt;br /&gt;But why did you have to make it so difficult?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-2955123735640565614?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/2955123735640565614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=2955123735640565614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/2955123735640565614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/2955123735640565614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-feel-damn-fucking-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-3469497546446252241</id><published>2008-11-13T20:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T21:23:20.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"YOU SURVIVED. CONGRATULATIONS AND SEE YOU AT PROM NIGHT!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day that made me wait for four long years has finally arrived. At the moment I feel happiness and everything bursting within me. Yeah I know I've pretty much screwed up, but the worrying can wait.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-3469497546446252241?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/3469497546446252241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=3469497546446252241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/3469497546446252241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/3469497546446252241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-survived.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-2804744178334494772</id><published>2008-11-10T14:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T14:09:35.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SOMETHING JUST CHEERED ME UP A LIITLE.&lt;br /&gt;: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SRfP6_3SZXI/AAAAAAAAATM/EmMNVX3DtjI/s1600-h/mass+gang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SRfP6_3SZXI/AAAAAAAAATM/EmMNVX3DtjI/s400/mass+gang.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266906901715772786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-2804744178334494772?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/2804744178334494772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=2804744178334494772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/2804744178334494772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/2804744178334494772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2008/11/something-just-cheered-me-up-liitle.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SRfP6_3SZXI/AAAAAAAAATM/EmMNVX3DtjI/s72-c/mass+gang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31880135.post-71813215638119970</id><published>2008-11-02T20:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T20:56:22.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, I'm very happy.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-71813215638119970?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/71813215638119970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=71813215638119970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/71813215638119970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/71813215638119970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-im-very-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-4703492697984319793</id><published>2008-10-19T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T23:07:16.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I hung up the phone tonight&lt;br /&gt;Something happened for the first time deep inside&lt;br /&gt;It was a rush, what a rush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the possibility&lt;br /&gt;That you would ever feel the same way about me&lt;br /&gt;It's just too much, just too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I keep running from the truth?&lt;br /&gt;All I ever think about is you&lt;br /&gt;You got me hypnotized, so mesmerized&lt;br /&gt;And I've just got to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever think when you're all alone&lt;br /&gt;All that we can be, where this thing can go?&lt;br /&gt;Am I crazy or falling in love?&lt;br /&gt;Is it real or just another crush?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you catch a breath when I look at you?&lt;br /&gt;Are you holding back like the way I do?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm trying and trying to walk away&lt;br /&gt;But I know this crush ain't goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;br /&gt;Goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has it ever crossed your mind&lt;br /&gt;When we're hanging, spending time girl, are we just friends?&lt;br /&gt;Is there more, is there more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See it's a chance we've gotta take&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I believe that we can make this into something that will last&lt;br /&gt;Last forever, forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever think when you're all alone&lt;br /&gt;All that we can be, where this thing can go?&lt;br /&gt;Am I crazy or falling in love?&lt;br /&gt;Is it real or just another crush?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you catch a breath when I look at you?&lt;br /&gt;Are you holding back like the way I do?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm trying and trying to walk away&lt;br /&gt;But I know this crush ain't goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;br /&gt;Goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I keep running from the truth?&lt;br /&gt;All I ever think about is you&lt;br /&gt;You got me hypnotized, so mesmerized&lt;br /&gt;And I've just got to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever think when you're all alone&lt;br /&gt;All that we can be, where this thing can go?&lt;br /&gt;Am I crazy or falling in love?&lt;br /&gt;Is it real or just another crush?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you catch a breath when I look at you?&lt;br /&gt;Are you holding back like the way I do?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm trying and trying to walk away&lt;br /&gt;But I know this crush ain't goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;br /&gt;This crush ain't goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;br /&gt;Goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;br /&gt;Goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;br /&gt;Goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-4703492697984319793?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/4703492697984319793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=4703492697984319793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/4703492697984319793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/4703492697984319793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-hung-up-phone-tonight-something.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-6868001226692962032</id><published>2008-10-18T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T00:06:22.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;bye my pretty blog.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be back for you soon.&lt;br /&gt;miss you.&lt;br /&gt;MUACKS!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-6868001226692962032?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/6868001226692962032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I MISS SCHOOL. I MISS RUSHING TO SCHOOL EVERY MORNING. I MISS CURSING AND SWEARING MY WAY UP TO LEVEL SIX, SAYING THAT I CANT WAIT FOR ALL THESE TO BE OVER. I MISS MY CLASSROOM. I MISS MY CLASSMATES. I MISS MY TEACHERS WHO PREACH NON STOP. I MISS MY FRIENDS. I MISS THE CANTEEN FOOD. I MISS THOSE JOKES. I MISS THE NCC ROOM. I MISS THE PARADE SQUARE. I MISS THE BACK OF THE CLASSROOM BLOCK. I MISS THE LEVEL SIX LIFT LOBBY. I MISS GOSSIPPING THERE. I MISS I MISS I MISS EVERYTHING.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh mans, it's the ORD feeling all over again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-6523033089378236032?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/6523033089378236032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=6523033089378236032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/6523033089378236032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/6523033089378236032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-miss-school.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-9197085572658776418</id><published>2008-10-11T22:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T22:17:35.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY I THINK MY NEW BLOGSKIN IS SO PRETTAYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-9197085572658776418?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31880135.post-5403279377395530877</id><published>2008-10-07T17:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T17:59:13.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My best friend hates me.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm tired of being what you want me to be&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so faithless lost under the surface&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what you're expecting of me&lt;br /&gt;Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes&lt;br /&gt;(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)&lt;br /&gt;Every step that I take is another mistake to you&lt;br /&gt;(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've become so numb I can't feel you there&lt;br /&gt;Become so tired so much more aware&lt;br /&gt;I'm becoming this all I want to do&lt;br /&gt;Is be more like me and be less like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see that you're smothering me&lt;br /&gt;Holding too tightly afraid to lose control&lt;br /&gt;Cause everything that you thought I would be&lt;br /&gt;Has fallen apart right in front of you&lt;br /&gt;(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)&lt;br /&gt;Every step that I take is another mistake to you&lt;br /&gt;(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)&lt;br /&gt;And every second I waste is more than I can take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've become so numb I can't feel you there&lt;br /&gt;Become so tired so much more aware&lt;br /&gt;I'm becoming this all I want to do&lt;br /&gt;Is be more like me and be less like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know&lt;br /&gt;I may end up failing too&lt;br /&gt;But I know&lt;br /&gt;You were just like me with someone disappointed in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've become so numb I can't feel you there&lt;br /&gt;Become so tired so much more aware&lt;br /&gt;I'm becoming this all I want to do&lt;br /&gt;Is be more like me and be less like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've become so numb I can't feel you there&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of being what you want me to be&lt;br /&gt;I've become so numb I can't feel you there&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of being what you want me to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-5403279377395530877?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/5403279377395530877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=5403279377395530877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/5403279377395530877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-8850774206067483190?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/8850774206067483190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=8850774206067483190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/8850774206067483190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/8850774206067483190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2008/09/setback-is-setup-for-comeback.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-3872606292782136605</id><published>2008-09-16T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:02:34.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello, i've finally decided to update. nothing much to say. well, it's still prelims. what do you expect. but anyway tomorrow's the last day. after that i'm going KBOX with lian leng le, namely the mass gang. okay i dont sound too enthusiastic. somehow i'm just kinda down for some reasons. quite affected by what someone randomly said. yeah but nevermind. oh yeah i randomly saw my ORD letters just now and i read all of them once. as in really letters, not the cards. oh mans sickening made me think about the NCC days again. there's like DY's you're-such-an-oh-so-great-leader (oh well) letter and jas toh's super cute trying-to-be-emo-but ended-up-drawing-very-cute-pictures-of-us-marching letter and le's super-detailed-i-wonder-how-she-remembers-so-much-stuff and leng's from-rival-gangs-to-best-friends letter and many others blah. gosh i'm making this very monotonous. i better stop now. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way people, please tag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-3872606292782136605?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/3872606292782136605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=3872606292782136605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/3872606292782136605'/><link 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-7150695410700703015?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/7150695410700703015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=7150695410700703015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/7150695410700703015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/7150695410700703015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2008/09/they-may-forget-what-you-said-but-they.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-3107103690860928097</id><published>2008-09-05T16:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T16:41:13.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CORRINE'S INABILITY TO CONCENTRATE IS PISSING HER OFF. Someone motivate her, please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-3107103690860928097?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/3107103690860928097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=3107103690860928097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/3107103690860928097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/3107103690860928097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2008/09/corrines-inability-to-concentrate-is.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-3455737261173938424</id><published>2008-09-02T10:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T10:51:34.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As I left the place I promised myself I'm definitely going back, and I will.&lt;br /&gt;Because I really dont want it to end yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-3455737261173938424?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31880135.post-5280795149879774323</id><published>2008-08-28T03:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T23:26:55.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello people corrine is mugging now. at this time. can you believe it?&lt;br /&gt;okay i just thought that was incredible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-5280795149879774323?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/5280795149879774323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=5280795149879774323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-6619532232351804997?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/6619532232351804997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=6619532232351804997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/6619532232351804997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/6619532232351804997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-shit-dont-tell-me-youre-one.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-4690987628737684139</id><published>2008-08-19T16:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T17:53:52.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THIS IS THE 300TH POST AND I SHALL MAKE IT MY BIRTHDAY POST :D though once again i'm a day late. hah but who cares. so yeah. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME! i'm finally 16 years old. woah that sounds kind of old but nevermind. so i shall thank all the wonderful people who made yesterday such a great one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;those who msged me happy birthday!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, according to sequence.&lt;br /&gt;1) my sister (hah she actually cheated. wished me happy birthday at 10 plus then went to sleep. LOL but she had common test and yeah. she was indeed the first.)&lt;br /&gt;2)  meilin (at 23 59!)&lt;br /&gt;3)  CHENGDINGYI.&lt;br /&gt;4)  weichong (super shocking HAHAHA.)&lt;br /&gt;5)  kailing :D&lt;br /&gt;6)  fion!&lt;br /&gt;7)  rachel :D&lt;br /&gt;8)  hwele (oh mans you actually slept early! asshole LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;9)  cherngyew! (yeah you remembered!)&lt;br /&gt;10) sueng *WAVES WAVES*&lt;br /&gt;11) michelle!&lt;br /&gt;12) jessabelle!&lt;br /&gt;13) melissa!&lt;br /&gt;14) yiyan!&lt;br /&gt;15) candice :D&lt;br /&gt;16) clement!&lt;br /&gt;17) jingying!&lt;br /&gt;18) olive!&lt;br /&gt;19) shannon!&lt;br /&gt;20) yeeching!&lt;br /&gt;21) mayee!&lt;br /&gt;22) yangyang!&lt;br /&gt;23) mengting :D&lt;br /&gt;24) charmain :D&lt;br /&gt;25) jasline toh (oh my god you scared me!)&lt;br /&gt;26) xinyu!&lt;br /&gt;27) hwele AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;28) xinzhi (who attempted to be the last one. but failed LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;29) hweleng (AFTER 23 HOURS AND 59 MINUTES. finally.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;those who wished me happy birthday verbally!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay this isnt very accurate because my memory is literally failing me. so if you dont see your name here PLEASE TELL ME. i love you! eh wait oh my god sorry i cant remember any names. ah people please help me fill this space up okay. thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nice nice nice letters/cards from the following peeps!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, according to sequence again.&lt;br /&gt;1) CHENGDINGYI.&lt;br /&gt;2) charmain :D&lt;br /&gt;3) meilin and hwele (one each! just that same time!)&lt;br /&gt;4) yeawen and yanting and huilan and guekleng and daphne and celestine and celestine AGAIN and jingying (one each and same time as well hahaha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;those who tagged my blog or wished me in some other way!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruichen, kailing, eunice, meilin, huayyee, jiaxuan, wanling, josh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and yeah. i shall talk about the presents next time. hahaha. and anywayxz i have many other things to blog about. life has been rather okay for me unless you wanna talk about the never-ending common tests. it's like really forever ongoing. hah and i finished my o level oral-english! it's like not bad larh, quite fun and everything. the teachers were very nice. they kept smiling at least LOL. it wasnt really stressful and i think i did much much much better than during prelims. well, hopefully. and and and, singapore table tennis girls team won the silver medal! FENG TIAN WEI IS DAMN COOL AND DAMN SHUAI LARH CAN. oh my god. my new idol &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL i'm tired after all the talking. bye!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-4690987628737684139?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/4690987628737684139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=4690987628737684139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/4690987628737684139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/4690987628737684139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-is-300th-post-and-i-shall-make-it.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-4466213776326924374</id><published>2008-08-15T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T21:32:46.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;You made me cry, again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-4466213776326924374?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31880135.post-6683470320707698471</id><published>2008-08-09T12:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T20:01:22.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I soak up all the pain in silence,&lt;br /&gt;Accepting the fact I have no one left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ironic how when you're lonely, &lt;br /&gt;The whole world seems to be in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to be wanted.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being lonely isn't the worst feeling; &lt;br /&gt;it's being forgotten by &lt;br /&gt;someone you can never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is lonely even though you can't tell.&lt;br /&gt;She is reaching out for what, she doesn't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She will continue to sit in silence,&lt;br /&gt;And hope that someone may stumble across her &lt;br /&gt;and all of her emptiness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they only hope that they do it in time.&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise she will have drifted too far, &lt;br /&gt;letting go of whatever grasp of the world she has. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she slowly fades out of the lives of everyone, &lt;br /&gt;Nearly unnoticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wish to be everything to everyone,&lt;br /&gt;but i would like to be something to someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she thinks she has everyone,&lt;br /&gt;everyone on her side;&lt;br /&gt;but when things get rough,&lt;br /&gt;she looks around,&lt;br /&gt;and has never felt so alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you think I would cry on the phone? &lt;br /&gt;Do you know what it feels like being alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever had that empty feeling inside of you,&lt;br /&gt;like no one cares or loves you back feeling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, the only thing you find yourself &lt;br /&gt;wishing for is for someone to be wishing for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The darkness is where i sit, &lt;br /&gt;I seem so far away, &lt;br /&gt;away from everyone else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My world seems to be falling &lt;br /&gt;and there's no one there to catch me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might not notice, &lt;br /&gt;but i need a good friend, &lt;br /&gt;someone to talk to when I'm down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much on my mind that i want to get out,&lt;br /&gt;but there's no one around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I can't ever really believe &lt;br /&gt;No one was sent to get me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel like I'm being erased. &lt;br /&gt;No one got left here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like the last cookie&lt;br /&gt;in the jar all alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss feeling appreciated and wanted.&lt;br /&gt;I miss that little bit of comfort it gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed someone, no one was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked for help, and no one answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I begged for forgiveness, no one cared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I screamed for attention, no one noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried for you, no one dried my tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this, &lt;br /&gt;I've never felt worse in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to talk to someone, &lt;br /&gt;but no one would understand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling completely alone, &lt;br /&gt;and it's not like I have anyone to turn to anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm just at a point &lt;br /&gt;in my life where I honestly don't know what to do with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She falls apart by herself.&lt;br /&gt;No one's there to talk or understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm spinning out of control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought you would be there &lt;br /&gt;to let me know i'm not alone, &lt;br /&gt;but in fact that's exactly what i was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you don't want to live, &lt;br /&gt;but you're not yet ready to die?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What do you do when the life that you lead &lt;br /&gt;Has turned out to be just a lie?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you're so much alone &lt;br /&gt;that it seems like there's no one at all?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you're right on the edge, &lt;br /&gt;With no one to catch you when you fall?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What can you do? &lt;br /&gt;Who can you call?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life seems so empty with its gains and falls, &lt;br /&gt;And I'm screaming at my phone when nobody calls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts to feel that no one is there for you,&lt;br /&gt;and that nobody cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts to be wondering what your purpose is, &lt;br /&gt;or why you're even there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how would you feel? &lt;br /&gt;You would probably give up too,&lt;br /&gt;if no one believed in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up is hard to do when no one loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one will notice that I'm gone, &lt;br /&gt;but deep down inside, &lt;br /&gt;i hope that i'm wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This empty room it fills my mind,&lt;br /&gt;Freedom it leaves me confined;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single wall has cracked,&lt;br /&gt;But in this life you can't turn back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'll sing my song again,&lt;br /&gt;I'll play this game and pretend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all my words come back to me in shades of mediocrity&lt;br /&gt;Like emptiness in harmony I need someone to comfort me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it when I'm alone,&lt;br /&gt;because then I don't have to pretend like everything is okay. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-6683470320707698471?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31880135.post-4241590289641107431</id><published>2008-08-09T12:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T12:24:40.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel unwanted ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-4241590289641107431?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/4241590289641107431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=4241590289641107431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/4241590289641107431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/4241590289641107431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-feel-unwanted.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-6769625705604818809</id><published>2008-08-02T16:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T16:18:06.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY SUPER SWEET 16TH BIRTHDAY MY DEAR YOONG MEI LIANXZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(of course i know i'm one day late.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-6769625705604818809?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/6769625705604818809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=6769625705604818809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/6769625705604818809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/6769625705604818809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-super-sweet-16th-birthday-my-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-6317930374658422806</id><published>2008-07-27T16:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T17:20:13.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You were my idol.&lt;br /&gt;You still are.&lt;br /&gt;I'll always remember a great senior like you.&lt;br /&gt;We'll miss you dearly.&lt;br /&gt;Rest In Peace, Senior XZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now that you're gone&lt;br /&gt;You've done everything&lt;br /&gt;You've been taken away&lt;br /&gt;Oh I guess you've earned your wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're all gathered here&lt;br /&gt;In this memory of you&lt;br /&gt;This is one of those things&lt;br /&gt;We're sad but honored to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were always there for everybody&lt;br /&gt;You brought your bright rays of light to those cloudy days&lt;br /&gt;You were an inspiration for everybody&lt;br /&gt;Oh how we wish that you could stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you're gone&lt;br /&gt;Oh you've done everything&lt;br /&gt;You've been taken away&lt;br /&gt;I know you've earned those wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now and through all the years&lt;br /&gt;And through the lessons that we've learned&lt;br /&gt;We look upon you as so much more &lt;br /&gt;Than a friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We miss you so much&lt;br /&gt;We're all at a loss&lt;br /&gt;We're here just thinkin' about you&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's we that pay the cost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The memories are strong&lt;br /&gt;Oh it hurts to live this song&lt;br /&gt;The hardest part about this &lt;br /&gt;Is livin' without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were always there for everybody&lt;br /&gt;You brought the bright rays of light to the cloudy days&lt;br /&gt;You were an inspiration for everybody&lt;br /&gt;Oh how we wish that you could stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you're gone&lt;br /&gt;You've done everything&lt;br /&gt;You've been taken away&lt;br /&gt;God knows you've earned your wings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-6317930374658422806?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/6317930374658422806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=6317930374658422806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/6317930374658422806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/6317930374658422806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-were-my-idol.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-6126522490468827519</id><published>2008-07-26T12:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T12:45:48.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我真的好想念好想念学生军。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-6126522490468827519?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/6126522490468827519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=6126522490468827519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/6126522490468827519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/6126522490468827519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_26.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-3858586637099551651</id><published>2008-07-19T14:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T14:35:43.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SIGKUfEXh5I/AAAAAAAAASM/x2oZeggKT4Y/s1600-h/Picture+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SIGKUfEXh5I/AAAAAAAAASM/x2oZeggKT4Y/s320/Picture+108.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224609127268321170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SIGKUuKD7zI/AAAAAAAAASU/kNp7XcBU-MQ/s1600-h/Picture+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SIGKUuKD7zI/AAAAAAAAASU/kNp7XcBU-MQ/s320/Picture+109.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224609131318734642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SIGKU8XP79I/AAAAAAAAASc/iPDDn5xkF5g/s1600-h/Picture+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SIGKU8XP79I/AAAAAAAAASc/iPDDn5xkF5g/s320/Picture+110.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224609135132143570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SIGKVLDQusI/AAAAAAAAASk/IQcL1ztQOGk/s1600-h/Picture+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SIGKVLDQusI/AAAAAAAAASk/IQcL1ztQOGk/s320/Picture+111.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224609139074841282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SIGKVVOXJBI/AAAAAAAAASs/nDh2cpuH1f8/s1600-h/Picture+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" 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href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SIGLEoQb25I/AAAAAAAAATE/SggZjenb8ew/s1600-h/Picture+115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3wtzRItN-l0/SIGLEoQb25I/AAAAAAAAATE/SggZjenb8ew/s320/Picture+115.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224609954368576402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;three and a half years, gone just like this.&lt;br /&gt;i really miss those days.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-3858586637099551651?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/3858586637099551651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=3858586637099551651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31880135.post-6402444709274474911</id><published>2008-07-13T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T20:26:39.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>有一种想见不能见的伤痛&lt;br /&gt;有一种爱还埋藏在我心中&lt;br /&gt;我只能把你放在我的心中&lt;br /&gt;这一种想见不能见的伤痛&lt;br /&gt;让我对你的思念越来越浓&lt;br /&gt;我却只能把你把你放在我心中&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sounds gay,&lt;br /&gt;but that's how i feel about NCC now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-6402444709274474911?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/6402444709274474911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=6402444709274474911' 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single one of us.&lt;br /&gt;We were but strangers,&lt;br /&gt;placed together from the start.&lt;br /&gt;We were but strangers,&lt;br /&gt;and no matter who we are.&lt;br /&gt;We were but strangers,&lt;br /&gt;in the shadows that we cast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my best friends,&lt;br /&gt;i take you as my flesh and blood.&lt;br /&gt;You are my best friends,&lt;br /&gt;we've been through rain and mud.&lt;br /&gt;Take care my best friends,&lt;br /&gt;as Cadets we are born to be.&lt;br /&gt;Take care my best friends,&lt;br /&gt;i'm proud to be in your company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So come today my friends,&lt;br /&gt;we are one as we were meant.&lt;br /&gt;And come today my friends,&lt;br /&gt;united we all stand.&lt;br /&gt;But gone today my friends,&lt;br /&gt;we know that we shall all part.&lt;br /&gt;But gone today my friends,&lt;br /&gt;you're forever in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every single one of us,&lt;br /&gt;has served 4 years until she's done.&lt;br /&gt;And every single breath she takes,&lt;br /&gt;comes a bond which cannot break.&lt;br /&gt;We've been through lightning, rain and sun.&lt;br /&gt;Now we're back to where we first begun.&lt;br /&gt;Through wall of fire we once run,&lt;br /&gt;forget you friends,&lt;br /&gt;you know i cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the years,&lt;br /&gt;we have realised&lt;br /&gt;why we fought&lt;br /&gt;those battles deep inside.&lt;br /&gt;Let the world hear our stories&lt;br /&gt;that we wrote with pride and glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget you friends, you know i cant.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-839396582062943937?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/839396582062943937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeahyeah my 60/70 compo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;谅解&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我还记得那是一个既寒冷又阴暗的冬天.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在四个小时的车程后,父亲与我终于抵达感化院.他牵强的幽默始终无法消除我心中那股难以名状的不安情绪.我并不相信大哥会改过自新,也在以自我催眠 -- 任何样貌上的改变不一定是真实的.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;多日不见,感觉有点像在重新认识大哥一样.这两天里,我们之间存在着一种难有的平静.第一次,我在他身边不是紧张兮兮的.第一次,我不会担心他会做出什么惊人举动.第一次,我不会害怕他的下一句话.我仿佛终于可以把大哥当成知己.话虽如此,我对自己的想法仍就带了一点保留,深怕一切只是一种假相.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在感化院里,吃饭时间并没有那么单纯.每张桌子的一旁都会有两个负责人,向我们说明大哥他们平时在院里的表现.父亲说过,一顿饭通常会长达一个多小时,大家都会针对每一个成员进行彻底的讨论.我知道,我一定无法好好地吃这顿饭.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;几个表现不佳的成员首先被叫了上来,但一个叫恩的男孩深深的撼动我的心.他是感化院的新成员,也显然还不适应院里的生活.他长得眉清目秀,大约十六岁.父亲小声地告诉我,恩是一名出色的足球员,将来在运动领域一定大有作为.当院长在对他进行严厉的盘问时,恩的神情显得极度不耐烦,眼神四处张望着.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就在这时,我从眼角留意到了一位男士.他站在门外,望着恩,一语不发的.当我知道那是恩的父亲想看看儿子一眼时,泪水早已落下了.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"恩为什么会来这里？"我悄悄地问坐在身旁的父亲.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"就和这里的人差不多吧,吸毒,打架之类的.他还拿过自己的奖杯砸父亲的头.国家队曾邀请他入队,他应该表现不俗."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;恩忽然看着眼前的墙,然后冷冷地宣布他不想见他那开车数小时只为了见儿子一面的父亲.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一阵沉默.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然后一个负责任开口了."恩,我和你父亲谈过了.他说他把你的小狗带来了,因为他知道你一定很想念它.他可以接受你不愿意见他的事实,但他希望你知道你可以看看你的小狗."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的内心正在呐喊着,我多么想站起来告诉恩他的父亲是如此地深爱着他,甚至爱得有勇气做出如此痛苦的抉择 -- 把儿子送入感化院.我多么想把他骂醒,但我知道这是他必须自己慢慢领悟的事.于是我愣着,让那排山倒海般的哀愁向乌云一样静静地将我笼罩.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那天下午,我和父亲离开了感化院.我知道大哥正在与我们挥别,但我无法回头看他.我为这些感化院的成员感到无止境的感慨和无助,他们都只是在生命的旅程上不小心迷失了方向的孩子们.我内疚,我无法与大哥承担一切,也无法完全的体谅他的感受.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;数月后,我和全家人一起再度来到感化院.那天,天气特别晴朗,空气格外清新.我闭上双眼,抬起头来面对着太阳,笑了.这是一年多以来,我们全家第一次团聚.而且正逢家人探访日,到处都可以看到骄傲的父母和笑容灿烂的孩子们.我感受到的不再是这些孩子们生命的黑暗,而是包围着这些孩子们的无限的爱与支持.在这一年里,我一直不相信大哥有可能正常地步入社会.现在,希望的种子正在我心里慢慢地发芽.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在我眼前是一片我见过最美的风景.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;恩与父亲肩并着肩,走着,谈着,笑着.一直已经长大了的黄金猎犬紧紧地跟在他们身后.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i guess that's enough for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-1937621271242607857?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/1937621271242607857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=1937621271242607857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/1937621271242607857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/1937621271242607857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2008/07/yeahyeah-my-6070-compo.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-8662386709505385751</id><published>2008-07-08T22:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T12:54:23.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;and so today there's school&lt;br /&gt;i still happened to meet some of the Part Bs&lt;br /&gt;(no more of calling them MY Part Bs)&lt;br /&gt;everytime i see them&lt;br /&gt;it just feels so&lt;br /&gt;sighs i cant describe the feeling&lt;br /&gt;it's so sad that i have such pathetically limited vocabulary&lt;br /&gt;i cant tell exactly how i'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;everything feels so damn surreal&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i can just wake up and pretend that everything was a dream&lt;br /&gt;but deep down&lt;br /&gt;i know it's all happening&lt;br /&gt;i know time can never turn back&lt;br /&gt;i know that one day i will stop crying&lt;br /&gt;i know that eventually i will just fade out of some people's lives&lt;br /&gt;i know that some things are forever changed&lt;br /&gt;i know that i just have to say goobye&lt;br /&gt;i know that my time is over&lt;br /&gt;i know that even if i come back i cant do anything anymore&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;i know that i do really miss all fourteen of the Part Bs '08&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;every single one of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-8662386709505385751?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/8662386709505385751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=8662386709505385751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/8662386709505385751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/8662386709505385751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-so-today-theres-school-i-still.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-320965258365157596</id><published>2008-07-07T23:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T23:06:52.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I still cant believe that&lt;br /&gt;three and a half years passed.&lt;br /&gt;Just like that.&lt;br /&gt;It tears up my heart.&lt;br /&gt;And it really hurts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-320965258365157596?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/320965258365157596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=320965258365157596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/320965258365157596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/320965258365157596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-still-cant-believe-that-three-and.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-7863148599059437815</id><published>2008-07-06T10:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T10:09:52.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I dislike ORD because I have to leave the unit.&lt;br /&gt;I dislike ORD because it makes me cry.&lt;br /&gt;I dislike ORD because my Cadets has become someone else's Cadets.&lt;br /&gt;I dislike ORD because we still have alot of fun times to be shared. &lt;br /&gt;I dislike ORD because i still have alot to say.&lt;br /&gt;I dislike ORD because no one can ever call me Staff Corrine again.&lt;br /&gt;I dislike ORD because I have to part with my yellow lanyard forever.&lt;br /&gt;I dislike ORD because I cant wear my no.4 anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I dislike ORD because i cant put on my nice nice badges anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I dislike ORD because I dont know if I should still wear my collar pin.&lt;br /&gt;I dislike ORD because I cant get to see my platoonmates on a weekly basis.&lt;br /&gt;I dislike ORD because things are never the same again.&lt;br /&gt;I dislike ORD because it marks the start of a brand new life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-7863148599059437815?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/7863148599059437815/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31880135.post-2765316410070996413</id><published>2008-07-05T12:54:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T12:55:49.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;#editted.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3RD JULY 2008, MARKS THE END OF MY NCC LIFE.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OFFICIAL RETIREMENT DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A senior once told us that we would find our best friend in NCC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didnt believe it. We didnt even understand it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three and a half years ago, I joined the National Cadet Corps. Without even knowing what NCC was, standing a head shorter than my current height, and being slightly underweight. I even got a Bronze award for my NAPFA. I wasnt the ideal Part A Cadet that NCOs want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were warmly "welcomed" by Ma'ams Eileen and Wenting who taught us what KID was on our first training - Knock It Down, to be exact. I was horrified by the push ups, and by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was them, however, who made me learn what endurance and determination really meant. I couldnt master push ups, and I couldnt perfect my drills, but it doesnt matter. I learnt values that had never crossed my mind before. I learnt things that can never be taught in a classroom. I learnt how to iron my own uniform. I learnt how to polish my own boots. I learnt how to do drills. I learnt how to shout commands. I even learnt how not to cry my way home and complain to mummy that i just got pumped again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Part B, I went through Camp FEAST, Civil Defence Course and even Mount Ophir expedition. I was surprised to know that I could actually open a stretcher, carry a fire extinguisher and climb a mountain. It has always been pleasant to realise that each time I try to push myself to the limits, I unleash a bit more of the potential within me. I discover my own strengths and I start to know myself better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never forget that particular day when Ma'ams Eileen and Wenting screamed at us. They said a lot of things. They told us that we really suck. That hurts, even till now, but what's worse was the tone of disappointment I could sense in their voices. They were right. We really sucked back then, and I hope they have heard about the Silver award we got for last year's Best Unit Competition. They will be so pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt tell you how sad I was when they had to leave us for their A levels exams. They never came back anymore. It was then that I realised that I really look up to them. Without them, I dont seem to have a goal anymore. I wished we had the chance to say a big thank you and sorry to them. For everything that we've done and have not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part C was the most interesting year of my NCC life. It has the most ups and downs. It's also the time when our platoon became really cool, fighting to be timers and ICs, trying to show everyone how great a leader we can be. I remember how happy and thrilled I was when I held the first medal that I've ever received. It says NATIONAL CADET CORPS CHALLENGE QUEST 2007 OVERALL CHAMPION. I cherish it so much that I look at it every day. Even till now. I also remember how depressed I was when I didnt get the post that I've worked really hard for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specialists Course, the camp which bonded our platoon. For the first time, we talked. For the first time, we laughed. For the first time, we told one another about how much we hated each other during Part A and B. For the first time, we had a meal together. Specialists Course was a beautiful memory. It reminds me that all my efforts had paid off. The moment when I held my 2SG rank, nothing else really matters anymore. Specialists Course was also a painful memory. It reminds me that I was once a Best Cadet nominee, but never good enough to get an award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then 20072007 came. At that time I wasnt too excited when I took over the platoon, Part A '07. After all, it wasnt the post that I wanted. I spent a lot of time feeling resentful at everything. I asked myself what exactly had gone wrong, so wrong that I landed so far away from where I had reached for. Now, I really regretted it. If I had another chance, I would proudly march in front of the platoon and command it. If possible, I would even smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a Platoon Sergeant was not as easy as I had expected. There were times when I felt so demoralised that I wanted to give up. Then I thought of the Ma'ams, the seniors and many others. I thought of the passion that I used to have for NCC. I dont want the game to be over yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt remember when the turning point was, but the platoon miraculously improved. In terms of attendance, in terms of drills, in terms of attire, in terms of attitude. They have tranformed, and I'm even starting to like them. I felt that my post wasnt that bad after all. I've also thoroughly enjoyed myself on the one and only gathering we have ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time really flies. Sighs, taking over is never easy, stepping down is tougher. It's now time to say goodbye. I want to sincerely thank the Sirs, Ma'ams, seniors, my platoonmates, my Part Bs '08 and everyone else in the unit. You have made me become who I am today. I hope I've not disappointed anyone with my SSG rank and yellow lanyard. I'm very pleased with the post that I was given. I'm glad that I didnt give up during the times that were almost unbearable. I may not have done a great job, but I've got no regrets because I tried my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to specially thank the Part Ds '08. You all made me understand what true friends are. I'll miss the times when we squeezed together on the one tiny bed during camps and talk about nothing in particular. I'll miss the times when we proudly held our ranks and ate at pizza hut, not forgetting how much we stank and how noisy we were. I'll miss the times when we had our trash out talks at KFC, it's through these talks that we became more bonded, that we are able to become better leaders. I'll miss the times when we are able to camwhore in no.3 and no.4 at almost anytime, anywhere. I'll never forget the fun times that we've shared. I know after ORD some things can never be the same again, ever. I also know that regardless of what I'll never forget this bunch of wonderful girls who survived through three and a half years of NCC life with me, who taught me how to be a better friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I want to say that I guess the senior was right. I've indeed found my best friends in NCC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and then I took off my no.4 uniform for the last time.&lt;br /&gt;再见了，NCC. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-2765316410070996413?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/2765316410070996413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=2765316410070996413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/2765316410070996413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/2765316410070996413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2008/07/3rd-july-2008-marks-end-of-my-ncc-life.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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-31880135.post-6290374163169038660</id><published>2008-07-05T11:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T12:08:11.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ORD-ed on thursday ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i dare swear i've never cried so much in front of people before.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah then we were rushing some last minute touch up stuff here and there after school&lt;br /&gt;and hence were late for like half an hour&lt;br /&gt;sorry to make everyone wait&lt;br /&gt;but because of &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had no mood to enjoy the videos and stuff&lt;br /&gt;but it was not bad though&lt;br /&gt;many thanks to all the part c.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then then it was ML's and tingxz's speech.&lt;br /&gt;stupid ML made leng and i cry larh.&lt;br /&gt;haiyo somemore my emo specs literally flooded and my contacts dropped out&lt;br /&gt;(okay it doesnt make much sense so i shall elaborated abit on this part LOL. the emo specs are degreeless type one okay.)&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind&lt;br /&gt;she cried too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then buffet&lt;br /&gt;totally no appetite to eat&lt;br /&gt;half is because too pissed with that &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another half is because too saddd.&lt;br /&gt;yeah then i went into the NCC room&lt;br /&gt;help kiat take stuff.&lt;br /&gt;after that my mood totally got ruined by this &lt;em&gt;another someone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so in just one day&lt;br /&gt;two wonderful &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; just ruined my mood&lt;br /&gt;yeah and the day just had to be my ORD&lt;br /&gt;how wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that was prize presentation&lt;br /&gt;the part c were great&lt;br /&gt;they gave me a bouquet of lollipop and an envelope (there's something inisde. of course.) and a trophy and a CD.&lt;br /&gt;the part b were awesome&lt;br /&gt;hey gave a a huge card (which resembles the newspapers) and a nicely wrapped present.&lt;br /&gt;i love them&lt;br /&gt;"we know you know we know we're cool yoh."&lt;br /&gt;LOL that's cute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had like 5 minutes to say my goodbye and stuff to the part b&lt;br /&gt;i was super super super sad larh&lt;br /&gt;yeah then some of them cried&lt;br /&gt;then i tell story&lt;br /&gt;then a couple more cried.&lt;br /&gt;then they read the letter&lt;br /&gt;even more cried&lt;br /&gt;then hug hug time&lt;br /&gt;everyone seriously broke down&lt;br /&gt;yeah my tears just flowed like nobody's business&lt;br /&gt;and it was finally time to step down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it was pledge taking&lt;br /&gt;then hwele stepped down&lt;br /&gt;then i stepped down&lt;br /&gt;then jasline stepped down&lt;br /&gt;then meilin stepped down&lt;br /&gt;then yanting stepped down&lt;br /&gt;then we marched off and bersurai-ed for the last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that took photos with the part b&lt;br /&gt;then said byebye and stuff again&lt;br /&gt;yeah and for the first time&lt;br /&gt;i'm addressed as SENIOR&lt;br /&gt;i cant explain how that felt like&lt;br /&gt;it's abit..&lt;br /&gt;finally my time is over kinda thing&lt;br /&gt;neither really happy nor sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then cabbed to holland village&lt;br /&gt;to meet darrel and waihou&lt;br /&gt;missed them like crazy&lt;br /&gt;then we ate ate ate&lt;br /&gt;talk crap&lt;br /&gt;read letters&lt;br /&gt;then took photos&lt;br /&gt;and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm making the day sound monotonous.&lt;br /&gt;but it was indeed extremely sad.&lt;br /&gt;and memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;next post will be regarding my own reflections and stuff.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31880135-6290374163169038660?l=thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/feeds/6290374163169038660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31880135&amp;postID=6290374163169038660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/6290374163169038660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31880135/posts/default/6290374163169038660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisnotcorrine.blogspot.com/2008/07/ord-ed-on-thursday-and-i-dare-swear-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>sadist.slacker.sucker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04959098419934642510</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>
