<?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-6164602</id><updated>2012-02-05T06:46:12.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>positively somewhere</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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>600</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164602.post-3723034561080709053</id><published>2010-07-03T19:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T06:06:55.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Go back to sleep.Traveling alone has been a huge eye-opener for me. Yes, everyone knows that traveling has its benefits such as being able to do whatever you want, see what you want. And traveling with others, you'd always manage to find one thing about them that will most definitely annoy you. always. Still, after this experience, I conclude that I prefer to travel with other people anytime. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/3723034561080709053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=3723034561080709053' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/3723034561080709053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/3723034561080709053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2010/07/go-back-to-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164602.post-1902283266758818263</id><published>2010-06-10T02:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T02:46:23.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I said, BRRRR.I cannot believe this is how I am spending the first few hours of my birthday-being so freezing cold that I can't get to sleep. I swear the weather changed at 12 midnight sharp. Talk about having a COOL birthday. When I think about what I want this birthday, I realised I didn't really want anything in particular; I am just glad to be alive long enough to turn 23. However now, I am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/1902283266758818263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=1902283266758818263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/1902283266758818263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/1902283266758818263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-said-brrrr.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-3247343871229139457</id><published>2010-05-31T10:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T10:11:14.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hippie HappieI was bored, and we had a lecture on positive psychology. Positive psychology is not saying that depression is a social construct, but an absence of illness is just not enough anymore. People need to be pushed from just 'surviving' to 'flourishing'. Everyone should visit this site . You'd need to sign in to be able to do the tests/quizzes, but its all just so that the researchers can</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/3247343871229139457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=3247343871229139457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/3247343871229139457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/3247343871229139457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2010/05/hippie-happie-i-was-bored-and-we-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-6397340608904936984</id><published>2010-05-05T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T22:13:57.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Something Amazing.On Saturday, I ordered New York Fries in an Italian restaurant. They gave me a plate of potatoes in their original form, round with the brown skin still on and all, with a side of sweet chilli and mayo. the toppings look right, but everyone at my table were just as confused as me about the potatoes. But, when I took a bite out of one of it, zomg, it was exactly like eating fries</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/6397340608904936984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=6397340608904936984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/6397340608904936984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/6397340608904936984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2010/05/something-amazing.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-6252955997753715353</id><published>2010-04-26T22:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T23:51:19.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Baby Talk.Recently I've been pretty close to my thesis groupmates (yes finally, groupmates that I actually like and don't make me cry) despite them all being way older than I am. which is nice in the way that they take care of me like a little sister. Some of us were having dinner (at some damn awesome indian restaurant, but probably cost 300% of what it costs in India, I bet) a couple weeks back</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/6252955997753715353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=6252955997753715353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/6252955997753715353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/6252955997753715353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2010/04/babies.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-4885378742626760996</id><published>2010-03-11T08:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T08:50:22.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>No, Not Listening.I like my Singaporean friend here and all, but how do I tell her to f*** off every single time she tries to make me go for some church group gathering. No offence to the religion but I will believe when I want/am ready to! Don't you think if I wanted to know about it, I would come to you? Get the hint BYE.&lt;!--Session data--&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/4885378742626760996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=4885378742626760996' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/4885378742626760996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/4885378742626760996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-not-listening.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164602.post-4633209407530558082</id><published>2010-03-07T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T15:24:19.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>People.So I haven't blogged, and I think that's all Twitter's fault. And I think words get lost with so many people's different shit on Twitter, so everyone (including myself) forget what I said. Anyways, to sum up Wollongong, its a kinda like a retirement town. Slow and seriously chilled out. Kids still flock to beaches and have parties and everyone goes out to get smashed and all, but there's a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/4633209407530558082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=4633209407530558082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/4633209407530558082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/4633209407530558082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2010/03/people.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-5504610036754963900</id><published>2010-02-13T01:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T02:01:30.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I really admire people who can put into perspective and words what I have been feeling/thinking all these while. In my mind it's pretty much a mess and blur of thoughts and values, but some people can just put all of it into one sentence. which pretty much blows my mind. makes me go  "YAHHH EXACTLY OMG". yup, these people. the spectacles to my brain.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/5504610036754963900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=5504610036754963900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/5504610036754963900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/5504610036754963900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-really-admire-people-who-can-put-into.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-6526573734304759043</id><published>2010-01-20T22:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T22:21:12.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lost.I have a friend who, after I've been hurt and I've spent all my time building up defences and forcing an OKAY out of myself, picks at all my threads delicately with cleverly aimed questions, make me fall apart because things weren't right in the first place (making me cry alone on the public bus), and then piece me back properly like how it's supposed to be so I can go back to being myself </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/6526573734304759043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=6526573734304759043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/6526573734304759043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/6526573734304759043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2010/01/lost.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-7027709557479395172</id><published>2010-01-11T22:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T22:09:08.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello I'm just gonna dump this whole article here :) Taken from hereTen Psychology Studies from 2009 Worth Knowing About Several great psychology and neuroscience studies were published in 2009. Below I’ve chosen 10 that I think are among the most noteworthy, not just because they’re interesting, but useful as well.                 1. If you have to choose between buying something or spending the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/7027709557479395172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=7027709557479395172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/7027709557479395172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/7027709557479395172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-im-just-gonna-dump-this-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-9203429168907156181</id><published>2010-01-09T18:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T18:20:41.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't understand why my mum's panicking over me living alone for a year.HELLO WAS 3 YEARS OF EUSOFF HALL AN ILLUSION????</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/9203429168907156181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=9203429168907156181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/9203429168907156181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/9203429168907156181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-dont-understand-why-my-mums-panicking.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-3238614893051196078</id><published>2010-01-08T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T23:44:54.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For the extremely bored,so right, you go www.mysterygoogle.com right, then type 'give me a mission!' in the searchbar, search, and you have your mission for the day!but these days I'm drowning in an ocean of work, so yah :(</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/3238614893051196078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=3238614893051196078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/3238614893051196078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/3238614893051196078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2010/01/for-extremely-bored-so-right-you-go-www.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-5216101186178788446</id><published>2010-01-03T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T23:06:10.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Can i just say that Jacky was the best dance partner ever. Haha. Such a nice boy!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/5216101186178788446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=5216101186178788446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/5216101186178788446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/5216101186178788446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2010/01/can-i-just-say-that-jacky-was-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-1824650736512709447</id><published>2010-01-01T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T21:51:37.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Can I just forget today, and start the new year a day late?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/1824650736512709447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=1824650736512709447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/1824650736512709447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/1824650736512709447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2010/01/can-i-just-forget-today-and-start-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-7408649206901717653</id><published>2009-12-29T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T00:00:20.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear Whoever's Up There,Would it be naive and stupid to wish for a little more drama in my life? It's been...stable. I appreciate that, don't get me wrong. Life's been pretty fair to me and all. But I really think I need some mess in it, some ups and downs and all over the place. Because this don't feel much like living at all. I keep thinking I'm missing out on something.xoxo</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/7408649206901717653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=7408649206901717653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/7408649206901717653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/7408649206901717653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/12/dear-whoevers-up-there-would-it-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-5502432397626572826</id><published>2009-12-28T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T21:59:39.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>With no conviction.I am loving this song ever since i was jamming with my cousins (haha JAMMING the damn noob way, with ultimateguitar.com on the computer screen in front of us). The guitar part sounds awesome and the lyrics say so much. Like, we always seem to fall into our old patterns and bad habits no matter how much it has hurt us before.I'm going away for a whileBut I'll be back, don't try </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/5502432397626572826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=5502432397626572826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/5502432397626572826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/5502432397626572826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/12/with-no-conviction.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-3900970369410855025</id><published>2009-12-25T23:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T23:32:58.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Max the King.I cannot emphasize enough how important it is for you to catch Where the Wild Things Are. It's really a very awesome movie. I confirms you will like. If you hate it, come and talk to me. Actually if you love it a lot like I do, come and talk to me toos (: If nobody wants to watch with you, you ask me to watch it with you. I dont mind watching it a million timezz.After watching the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/3900970369410855025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=3900970369410855025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/3900970369410855025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/3900970369410855025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/12/max-king.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-2496533594369978751</id><published>2009-12-19T11:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T11:28:00.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Seeing Adrian's Switzerland photos on fb makes me wanna repeatedly bang my head on my table. As much as I enjoyed backpacking, I kinda wished Bella could have made it there for exchange. BECAUSE ITS SWITZERLANDDDDD. %$&amp;*(%$#$^&amp;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/2496533594369978751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=2496533594369978751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/2496533594369978751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/2496533594369978751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/12/seeing-adrians-switzerland-photos-on-fb.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-4462536819921761771</id><published>2009-12-16T23:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T23:35:21.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PAssion.Work has been pretty awesome actually (aside from the COLDNESS of the office, which I believe to be seriously inhibiting on my sociability), I love my colleagues. there is somewhat a nice mix of shy, cute, giggly, ah lian, kaypo, talkative, funny, weird, insane people. So far I don't feel if there's any deeply hidden animosity because everyone just jacks everyone openly. That is healthy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/4462536819921761771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=4462536819921761771' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/4462536819921761771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/4462536819921761771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/12/passion.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164602.post-6257664428028605543</id><published>2009-12-13T23:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T23:46:48.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>scratch that. ITS CHRISTMAZZZ :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/6257664428028605543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=6257664428028605543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/6257664428028605543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/6257664428028605543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/12/scratch-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-534613594042701013</id><published>2009-12-09T10:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T10:19:21.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think the nearer we get to Christmas, the more I lose all hype for it. It kinda feels like Chinese New Year is coming hmm.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/534613594042701013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=534613594042701013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/534613594042701013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/534613594042701013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-think-nearer-we-get-to-christmas-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-5244277446898461726</id><published>2009-12-06T00:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T00:59:50.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Camera Obscura is not a band.I never thought about what it really is, but I was watching this documentry and then I learnt - Camera Obscura is an optical device! Wikipedia says, the device consists of a box or room with a hole in one side. Light from an external scene passes through the hole and strikes a surface inside where it is reproduced, upside-down, but with color and perspective preserved</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/5244277446898461726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=5244277446898461726' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/5244277446898461726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/5244277446898461726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/12/camera-obscura-is-not-band.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164602.post-112512094910463495</id><published>2009-11-30T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T22:59:52.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sorry.I love my Dad. He is the kind of guy who doesn't say that he loves you, or hug you because he's too embarrassed or being your typical traditional chinese male, he doesn't really know how to show that kind of affection. But he shows it in his insane way of trying to give the world to us. I'd get scolded if I ever skipped a meal but the next thing I know, there's this bowl of maggie mee on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/112512094910463495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=112512094910463495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/112512094910463495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/112512094910463495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/11/sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-1926471826854591077</id><published>2009-11-18T12:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T12:21:05.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>talking to other people sometimes make you realise things about yourself-I can't stand being alone.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/1926471826854591077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=1926471826854591077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/1926471826854591077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/1926471826854591077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/11/talking-to-other-people-sometimes-make.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-813840287587036401</id><published>2009-11-17T14:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T14:52:35.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If there were ever some insane person running around her office building, her heels in her hands, that would be me. But even then, it will not be enough to keep me awake.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/813840287587036401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=813840287587036401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/813840287587036401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/813840287587036401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-there-were-ever-some-insane-person.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-7674495119398026530</id><published>2009-11-13T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T20:56:19.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've long forgotten the inspiration you can find in novels."Everyone is responsible for the page-turning tempo of his or her Life Story," Dad said, scratching his jaw thoughtfully, arranging the limp collar of his chambray shirt. "Even if you have your Magnificient Reason, it could still be dull as Nebraska and that's no one's fault but your own. Well, if you feel it's miles of cornfields, find </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/7674495119398026530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=7674495119398026530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/7674495119398026530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/7674495119398026530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/11/ive-long-forgotten-inspiration-you-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-7296302401451987517</id><published>2009-11-10T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T11:15:36.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think I might still be at the same place as I was last year....dumbass.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/7296302401451987517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=7296302401451987517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/7296302401451987517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/7296302401451987517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-think-i-might-still-be-at-same-place.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-3750726130431875386</id><published>2009-11-06T20:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T20:12:40.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>According to this, I should write about how I feel.I feel tired.I feel neglected.I feel ridiculous.I feel stupid.I feel confused.I feel excited.I feel passionate.I feel like watching that movie they are talking about.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/3750726130431875386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=3750726130431875386' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/3750726130431875386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/3750726130431875386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/11/according-this-this-i-should-write.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164602.post-5383131567256430207</id><published>2009-10-31T17:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T18:55:01.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>On with the Festivities!you know the song that goes 'some of them wanna use you, some of them wanna be used by you'? So true! We let ourselves be used, sometimes unknowingly, sometimes deluding ourselves that it's not true. Or we do it knowingly, thinking that it's worth it, or that we believe that we just can't help it. And then when we're dropped with a snap of a finger, we go through all that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/5383131567256430207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=5383131567256430207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/5383131567256430207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/5383131567256430207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/10/on-with-festivities-you-know-song-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-6132150745311355323</id><published>2009-10-28T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T00:14:44.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sekret Police.I'm really happy at work when I see all these aunties and uncles during their line dancing, wushu courses. They're incredibly cute when they're hanging out with their friends and laughing and all. And karaoke omg, they are reeeally happy singing their hokkien songs, looking like they're really giving a performance and they're all basically in their own world, not PAISEH one loh. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/6132150745311355323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=6132150745311355323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/6132150745311355323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/6132150745311355323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/10/sekret-police.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-6314549466514545109</id><published>2009-10-22T00:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T01:20:46.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Move Along Now.When I graduated, I told myself I should never let myself feel like I have to be in hall because my friends are still there and that me, just by not being physically there all the time and available, will lose these friends or become relatively less important in their lives. And that them, being all there and present, will build stronger, tighter bonds and I, without this common </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/6314549466514545109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=6314549466514545109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/6314549466514545109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/6314549466514545109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/10/move-along-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-1806990894334682997</id><published>2009-10-17T04:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T04:27:25.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so very dumb.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/1806990894334682997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=1806990894334682997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/1806990894334682997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/1806990894334682997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-1002216870228404598</id><published>2009-10-14T00:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T00:30:22.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Head down as I watch my feet take turns hitting the groundI should, I find myself in love racing the earthAnd I'm soaked in your loveAnd love was right in my path, in my graspAnd me and you belongI wanna run, run, smash into youI wanna run, run, smash into youIt flows, what I hear no one else has to know'Cause I know in what we have is worth first place in goldAnd I'm soaked in your loveAnd love</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/1002216870228404598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=1002216870228404598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/1002216870228404598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/1002216870228404598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/10/head-down-as-i-watch-my-feet-take-turns.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-5429636754379836855</id><published>2009-10-11T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T01:15:26.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Community Service.Is it me, or do I have a how-can-I-help-you-today face. (what am I talking about) I don't know whyy but everyone loves to approach me when I'm out on the streets. do this survey! where does this bus go! how do I get there! where is this place! does this place have this and this! even, what other sizes do you have this in! hello I don't know. I have been mistaken as a salesgirl </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/5429636754379836855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=5429636754379836855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/5429636754379836855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/5429636754379836855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/10/community-service.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-378577859240291669</id><published>2009-10-02T01:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T01:43:59.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Inglorious Basterds was all about 'I'm gonna kill everyone! will remain sexy will doing so' .hohoho Eli Roth.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/378577859240291669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=378577859240291669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/378577859240291669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/378577859240291669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/10/inglorious-basterds-was-all-about-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-2201287831874583108</id><published>2009-09-27T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T02:59:22.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I cry most of the time when I watch animal planet.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/2201287831874583108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=2201287831874583108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/2201287831874583108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/2201287831874583108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-cry-most-of-time-when-i-watch-animal.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-4230789491520586195</id><published>2009-09-15T02:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T02:54:31.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Let's leave the country.ironically, after laughing at someone mulling over people leaving, and me looking forward to be able to watch the Australian Open live, everyone IS leaving. Well yes, I'm leaving too but everyone seems to be SERIOUSLY leaving the country, going on exchanges and whatnots. it almost feels like there's not many people left in singapore that I actually know. Things are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/4230789491520586195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=4230789491520586195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/4230789491520586195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/4230789491520586195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/09/lets-leave-country.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-5967441477750872053</id><published>2009-09-13T03:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T03:35:39.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am liking this Patrick Watson.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/5967441477750872053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=5967441477750872053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/5967441477750872053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/5967441477750872053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am-liking-this-patrick-watson.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-4020819666177134809</id><published>2009-09-04T12:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T12:16:51.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dirtyGREEN.some people don't need stereosHe totally still has that TJ vibe though. sigh, so uncool. He reminds me of homecoming night, the school carpark, denise or fad rolling her eyes, and us running around to see if he had started performing or not. TJ's only pretty at night! aww good times, good times.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/4020819666177134809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=4020819666177134809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/4020819666177134809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/4020819666177134809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/09/dirtygreen.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-5440321383100028712</id><published>2009-08-31T12:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T12:12:31.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Can I just be a geek and tell you how very very awesome Buffy the Vampire Slayer is. very very very awesome. Doesn't matter how old I am, I don't think I will ever get over this show. I'm not going to recommend you to watch this, I am going to force it upon you whether you're scared, or find it satanic and whatnots. I love everything about the show, right from season 1 to 7! Kinda sad that the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/5440321383100028712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=5440321383100028712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/5440321383100028712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/5440321383100028712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/08/can-i-just-be-geek-and-tell-you-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-4432269389988456504</id><published>2009-08-28T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T00:21:59.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The monkey has a fever.waking up at 5am from a dream of three-headed dogs, naked men with horns, endless doors that lead to another door behind it, and a mirror with a ghost in it, and then having to call a friend because I was too afraid to fall back asleep and back into that dream IS NOT SOMETHING THAT HAPPENS TO A 22 YEAR OLD. tsk.erm but yes, more touching news today, when I had to do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/4432269389988456504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=4432269389988456504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/4432269389988456504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/4432269389988456504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/08/monkey-has-fever.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-3148874776447694374</id><published>2009-08-28T03:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T03:24:38.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My imagination can get pretty insane sometimes.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/3148874776447694374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=3148874776447694374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/3148874776447694374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/3148874776447694374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-imagination-can-get-pretty-insane.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-6990307637651731411</id><published>2009-08-19T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T01:09:12.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>meiyiendswork bash.I wonder how my mum can complain about her work for hours on end every evening, when all I want after getting off work is to NEVER bring it up again. work was horrible, that's all I would say. during work itself, i keep thinking, ohmygosh I have to tell so-and-so about this very annoying incident but at the end of everyday all of the horrible things have melted into one bad bad</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/6990307637651731411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=6990307637651731411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/6990307637651731411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/6990307637651731411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/08/meiyiendswork-bash.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-2314910445230009180</id><published>2009-08-14T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T23:45:26.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>about work..I don't think I'd ever be sending my children to day care. the teachers there are really insane, and we have a strict policy about no beating or scolding when parents are around, and at the end of everyday we tell them parents what a fabulous boy their sons have been the entire day. NOT true. This feels like a some concentration camp where the public are told that the prisoners are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/2314910445230009180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=2314910445230009180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/2314910445230009180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/2314910445230009180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/08/about-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-5678287847716776139</id><published>2009-08-08T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T00:01:04.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yellow blooded.going back to hall gave me a sense of how everything was the same, but different. No, who am I kidding, everything's different. And I'm glad I'm out of it, taking with me what's important, what's somehow (in case I speak too soon) permanent and timeless. I feel all grown up.And I'm so proud of rag :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/5678287847716776139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=5678287847716776139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/5678287847716776139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/5678287847716776139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/08/yellow-blooded.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-584262415537225210</id><published>2009-07-31T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T21:07:16.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Chewren.Celebrities aren't the only ones gettin creative with insane, totally OTT baby names. In a class of 20 little brats, we have the following names:Gramien (is that some new type of bread?)Bevin (girl? boy? Or some magical land bunny?)Daxson (a kind of name an ah beng would give himself)Shevelle (are you secretly french?)Levion (star trek)Jerricho (and I kept wondering why the other teachers</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/584262415537225210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=584262415537225210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/584262415537225210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/584262415537225210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/07/chewren.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-2327383734329596421</id><published>2009-07-25T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T01:09:56.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sitting and staring at the waves today feels like taking a long calming breath before jumping into this insanity that is called life. It's going to get pretty busy. I'm so scared yet excited all at the same time.I'd better not feel lazy and give up halfway. slap me if I do so!p.s: guitar heroes are in the house =))) COME PLAY!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/2327383734329596421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=2327383734329596421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/2327383734329596421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/2327383734329596421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/07/sitting-and-staring-at-waves-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-2005036697088030843</id><published>2009-07-22T01:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T01:53:34.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>science centre!going back to the science centre today after a kazillion years was definitely interesting. all the memories I ever had of that place was in flashes, because I was just running around, and the sound of tumping footsteps on the floor. Running around, running around. pressing everything. that's all I remember. well jess was still pressing every button in her sight at this age. my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/2005036697088030843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=2005036697088030843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/2005036697088030843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/2005036697088030843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/07/science-centre-going-back-to-science.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-6161905111080731074</id><published>2009-07-18T12:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T13:00:37.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this still don't feel right.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/6161905111080731074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=6161905111080731074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/6161905111080731074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/6161905111080731074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-still-dont-feel-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-891673721570394191</id><published>2009-07-13T12:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T12:36:07.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Post of useless information I've learnt from watching TV.Underpants radius is a term introduced in How I Met Your Mother, when Marshall was out of job, describing how far one away from the bedroom one wears his boxers. For example, the furthest Marshall went was to a restaurant in his boxers. It is a indication of one giving up on life when not even bothering to put on pants when they wake up. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/891673721570394191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=891673721570394191' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/891673721570394191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/891673721570394191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/07/post-of-useless-information-ive-learnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164602.post-2310056837309344256</id><published>2009-07-08T01:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T01:43:38.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Graduate.I bought a new shirt.My dad went to buy a new shirt, and he hadn't shopped in years.My dad checks the invitation card for the millionth time.My mum took an hour (with me in the room) to pick out what dress to wear.My mum brought out her expensive jewellery.My mum was ironing everything furiously.My brother decides to try on his own graduation gown also.(He claims his is nicer. which </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/2310056837309344256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=2310056837309344256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/2310056837309344256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/2310056837309344256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/07/graduate.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-4486652789072164587</id><published>2009-07-05T00:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T00:41:32.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Flora, by that health shop.I'm sitting here with my rose tea, and the taste of vanilla lip balm on my lips, the feel of carrot mosturizer on my legs, rosemary balm on my body, and the scent of camomile spray all over my bed.I feel like I'm in a spaaa. awesomes :D</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/4486652789072164587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=4486652789072164587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/4486652789072164587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/4486652789072164587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/07/flora-by-that-health-shop.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-2848305232365339766</id><published>2009-07-02T04:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T04:33:48.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Be still. all these going around and having to meet people and rushing for movies, for dinners, for drinks is exhausting and actually all I really wanna do is sit somewhere with a few close friends for a long time and to just chat. But I am broke so I sit at home.you know, I think there was somewhere we learnt in psych that our memories cannot be trusted, and the more we think about our memories,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/2848305232365339766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=2848305232365339766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/2848305232365339766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/2848305232365339766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/07/be-still.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-93123700233472164</id><published>2009-06-28T01:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T01:36:55.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Annie are you ok?It has just occured to me that Michael Jackson is the first singer to pass away that I've actually listened to when I was young. which only means one thing, I am getting damn old. Soon its going to be a backstreet boy. le horrors.And I remember seeing this on tv one late night and I find myself still blown away by the dancing.and there's this song which we heard in tola's van for</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/93123700233472164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=93123700233472164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/93123700233472164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/93123700233472164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/06/annie-are-you-ok-it-has-just-occured-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-8479852501666947413</id><published>2009-06-25T03:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T03:17:36.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>define.then I realise you were just talking shit.you turn around, and do the exact thing you said you saw and hated in people.doing things you said you would never do.so who are you now, what does that make you.when you can be anyone.you should have learnt to just shut up.this is the alcohol speaking,we cheat and we lie, how true is that.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/8479852501666947413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=8479852501666947413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/8479852501666947413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/8479852501666947413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/06/define.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-3466737935609680332</id><published>2009-06-17T01:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T03:21:15.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yellow Brick Road.It was perfect, the way hall/school life ended. With expeditions and all the backpacking.Expeditions,something I honestly don't think I would have gotten in if mayyin wasn't the head, and me having gone to cambodia before and all. Things were, different, compared to two years ago. I came back thinking that I could find that piece of mind, that simple secret to happiness that I'd</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/3466737935609680332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=3466737935609680332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/3466737935609680332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/3466737935609680332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/06/yellow-brick-road.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-7682326317039260804</id><published>2009-06-04T01:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T01:23:56.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My only memories of you are;Wanyu calling you the meng nan.you playing poker on d4, and I was also there. once.yijun says you and Eva are the only people who can truly understand each other, because she is a facebook stalker.And the most vivid memory of it all, you, at zouk, dancing a little too close. To her, to me....I didn't know you at all. sorry for not even trying. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/7682326317039260804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=7682326317039260804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/7682326317039260804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/7682326317039260804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-only-memories-of-you-are-wanyu.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-4949038660638417055</id><published>2009-05-15T20:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:37:10.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>details in the fabric.How would you love?Stupidly.That's the best. You'll hurt, but it'll be awesome.Someday you'll find that someone who will make it worth for you to throw all your sanity out of the window without a moment's hesitation. I promise. (:It's funny how today I want to forget it all, yet you want to remember everything.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/4949038660638417055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=4949038660638417055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/4949038660638417055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/4949038660638417055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-would-you-love-stupidly.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-5727417111323082638</id><published>2009-05-15T01:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T01:22:54.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today is meet the eusoffians day; i bumped into kaihui and eileen, daphne and chiew jing, bella and sarah, then sharon, and jessica and bingjie. all in one outing! but of course there's also those eusoffians whom I actually went out to meet. hmm d blockers will always be the people whom I would have been so much better friends with if I ever stayed in that block. its like friendships that I never</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/5727417111323082638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=5727417111323082638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/5727417111323082638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/5727417111323082638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-is-meet-eusoffians-day-i-bumped.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-4945684588023923399</id><published>2009-05-12T01:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T01:49:03.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Got my 45 on.When my mum shoved a jacket in my face this morning, telling/nagging me to bring one because it might get cold in hall, somewhere in my mind I knew she'd just predicted the weather. But because I was in a defiant mood and the skies were still pretty cheery, I rejected it, saying that hall has never been cold for months. And of course it was only right that I froze all day today. In </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/4945684588023923399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=4945684588023923399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/4945684588023923399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/4945684588023923399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/05/got-my-45-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-2528990615563038626</id><published>2009-05-09T17:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T17:31:37.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The only way to love anything is when you realise that it's not going to be there forever.goodbye ceethree. I'm leaving the beer behind for next week hoho.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/2528990615563038626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=2528990615563038626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/2528990615563038626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/2528990615563038626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/05/only-way-to-love-anything-is-when-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-5274301414953350189</id><published>2009-05-09T03:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T03:54:35.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If only I had such an impact on you,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/5274301414953350189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=5274301414953350189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/5274301414953350189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/5274301414953350189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/05/if-only-i-had-such-impact-on-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-1344273941183845760</id><published>2009-05-07T17:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T18:04:15.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>immovable object.There is really no direction or motivation left in life after exams (after your LAST exams somemore). There's a week plus inbetween now and expeditions and there's a million and one things to do before I leave but yet... nothing.need to take photos. need to take photos. need to take photos!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/1344273941183845760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=1344273941183845760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/1344273941183845760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/1344273941183845760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/05/immovable-object.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-7036025285210711695</id><published>2009-05-06T02:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T03:19:33.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Where's Fluffy?So I saw my primary school crush on the bus today, for the first time since I've ever graduated from primary school. Thought I'd wait to say hi, peharps after my paper or something. Which was dumb because I never saw him after that and I don't think I ever will again. I don't know why I do this all the time; I wait too long for chances to pass by and then regret, obssessed with how</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/7036025285210711695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=7036025285210711695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/7036025285210711695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/7036025285210711695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/05/wheres-fluffy-so-i-saw-my-primary.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-3223792707280119702</id><published>2009-05-03T16:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T16:07:14.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I hope not.I hope not.I hope not.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/3223792707280119702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=3223792707280119702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/3223792707280119702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/3223792707280119702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-hope-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-2361103346350333066</id><published>2009-05-01T09:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T10:50:37.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Almost doesn't count.its the combined power of lots of coffee, french fries, lack of drinking water, and library aircon. hmm. labor day is just going to be...laborious.I just heard from Wanyu that she had to cancel her Work and Travel because of the pigs in Texas. which really sucks :(after compiling so much notes, I start to doubt some things I thought I always knew; is it 'behaviour' or is it '</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/2361103346350333066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=2361103346350333066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/2361103346350333066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/2361103346350333066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/05/halfway-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-8314808740118623065</id><published>2009-04-28T03:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T03:17:30.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>All about the H&amp;MNothing like some nice cantonese songs and their mtvs with slow-moving scenery in the background to make hongkong look more romantic than it is, to make me miss hongkong more than I actually do, make me like it more than I thought I did.Ahh give me some wanton noodles with some awesome chilli NOW.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/8314808740118623065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=8314808740118623065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/8314808740118623065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/8314808740118623065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/04/all-about-h-nothing-like-some-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-1287022001110815277</id><published>2009-04-25T13:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T02:22:09.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Welfare PackI totally forgot how good oreos biscuits taste, and how saturday mornings are supposed to be like.----I'm glad I decided at the last minute to come home this weekend despite telling my parents they won't see me for the next few weeks. because despite that, my dad, being the typical old ah beng, and whom I have never seen step into a library for himself before, went to the library and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/1287022001110815277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=1287022001110815277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/1287022001110815277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/1287022001110815277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/04/welfare-pack-i-totally-forgot-how-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-2709252666446326428</id><published>2009-04-23T13:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:50:47.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I AM SO ADDICTED AND I AM NOT ASHAMED TO SAY IT. *clap clap!ohoh, spotted: spiderman looking for MJ at the central library. haha this totally made my night (:Gray, quiet and tired and meanPicking at a worried seamItry to make you mad at me over the phone.Red eyes and fire and signsI'm taken by a nursery rhymeI want to make a ray of sunshine and never leave homeNo amount of coffee, no amount of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/2709252666446326428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=2709252666446326428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/2709252666446326428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/2709252666446326428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-so-addicted-and-i-am-not-ashamed.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-951142731285217066</id><published>2009-04-22T01:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T01:34:05.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Parentsmy dad: yes yes, you can go. BUT right, right now I want you to focus on your studies now ah. now got exams. don't everyday think about other things.right after which I spent close to 2hours online looking at places to go for backpacking. hoho.I'm bringing my pink hairdryer with me.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/951142731285217066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=951142731285217066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/951142731285217066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/951142731285217066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/04/parents-my-dad-yes-yes-you-can-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-2802592592446775391</id><published>2009-04-19T22:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T23:19:23.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>atrocities,proudly brought to you by the science faculty:I have never seen a slide so packed with information before.And then there's 70 of such slides for every lecture.Its no wonder why people don't go for lectures anymore. And no wonder people tell me I shouldn't have called my project mate (from science) specially to scold her for reading from the slides word for word for our presentation. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/2802592592446775391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=2802592592446775391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/2802592592446775391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/2802592592446775391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/04/atrocities-proudly-brought-to-you-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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/_OaiNVujNZW8/Ses8EjxzkKI/AAAAAAAAAbA/GmedzLaTWCk/s72-c/HELLO.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164602.post-3785649924742737608</id><published>2009-04-15T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T21:57:20.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Stranger than Fiction.I mean like, how often does someone's laptop hang consistently just because her laptop battery was going a little insane. Apparently all that viruses and crap in my computer wasn't enough to kill my laptop, but a mere battery did the trick. I walked out of IT care (for the second time today) feeling SO amused I was smiling to myself all the way back. Ahh, LIFE. Times like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/3785649924742737608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=3785649924742737608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/3785649924742737608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/3785649924742737608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/04/stranger-than-fiction.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-7844861237960649420</id><published>2009-04-13T01:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T01:16:14.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It Wasn't Nothing.  Distracted It’s happened again I can’t keep my mind on the task at hand You’re bad for my work But so good for my health You make me smile When I really don’t think I can Even this next line Isn’t coming out how I want it to My vision goes blurry  Reliving memories of days past The conversations The silences That doesn’t happen too often I wonder if you realize all thishttp://</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/7844861237960649420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=7844861237960649420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/7844861237960649420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/7844861237960649420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-wasnt-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-4947397457050105041</id><published>2009-04-09T03:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T03:26:42.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rat Race.Today I feel ready to leave school, and embrace the working life out there. Like, tests, essay, presentations, I'm through with all of it. Plus yesterday's expeditions meeting plus conversations with shazzy today just makes me want to skip the whole final exams thing and LEAVE. Cambodia, southeast asia, india. I want to go do something with my life already, instead of bumming around in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/4947397457050105041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=4947397457050105041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/4947397457050105041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/4947397457050105041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/04/rat-race.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-6627364156244593881</id><published>2009-04-06T13:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T14:50:38.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sluts &amp; Scholars.Chinaone was like a glimpse into the future. Just sitting there, absolutely sober because my drink was taking a century to come, and watching all the girls shamelessly throw themselves into the arms of ang moh men just made me want to hurl. And they want you to stare, as they set out to seduce the newest next angmoh they've targetted. It was like so many tactical missions going </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/6627364156244593881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=6627364156244593881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/6627364156244593881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/6627364156244593881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/04/sluts-scholars.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-6531542459604095092</id><published>2009-03-30T11:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T11:13:53.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Memento: I will only remember the good things.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/6531542459604095092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=6531542459604095092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/6531542459604095092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/6531542459604095092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/03/memento-i-will-only-remember-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-3316411553355832535</id><published>2009-03-28T03:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T04:47:43.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A distortion of reality. (The following content might fool you.)I wish I could bake a cake full of rainbows and smiles, and then stuff a slice down everyone's throat. srslyoh but those cupcakes they were selling along the pathway from the library to as1 were so damn pretty and cute, you'd think they're really made from rainbows and smiles :)) Now I feel like having cake, maybe I should bake. But </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/3316411553355832535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=3316411553355832535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/3316411553355832535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/3316411553355832535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/03/distortion-of-reality.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-1872612748921418410</id><published>2009-03-21T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T03:55:11.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>When I ruled the world.I think there's nothing in this world that can make me feel the same way DP makes me feel. it's this entire range of emotions you feel all at once and at the end of the show you cry but you won't even know if its tears of happiness, sadnesss or exhaustion. maybe all. It's when you feel like all of those months of bruises and sweat and late nights were worth it. When we get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/1872612748921418410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=1872612748921418410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/1872612748921418410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/1872612748921418410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-i-ruled-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-190396777109419032</id><published>2009-03-16T04:57:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T13:03:48.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>runaway.sometimes my focus gets off like this, what is important to me, what is not. what I can control, what I cannot. I know how the saying goes about life that you should accept the things you cannot control/change, but its so hard to apply this sometimes. Things and emotions are all over the shop and I'm confused with all that is going on. I'm pushing away the exact people I need (or want?) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/190396777109419032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=190396777109419032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/190396777109419032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/190396777109419032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/03/seasons.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-376393421212179330</id><published>2009-03-11T03:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T04:03:33.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sophia.my troubles seem so impossibly minute now compared to everything else.I felt the earth spin slow very cinematically dramatically for a moment today.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/376393421212179330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=376393421212179330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/376393421212179330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/376393421212179330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/03/sophia.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-1028392454424872573</id><published>2009-03-10T03:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T03:54:07.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>995.tonight was seriously my series of unfortunate events. excuse me while I whine my ass off.1) no dinner.2) 5hrs of dance3) plus 2hrs at wardrobe (until 2am; haven't eaten since 1pm)4) fought with my mum over the phone.4) being called a fucking bitch by shayne for no reason (boys are damn strange I swear)5) got majorly pissed off by S. (maybe cos I was already really tired)6) A. kept wanting to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/1028392454424872573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=1028392454424872573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/1028392454424872573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/1028392454424872573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/03/995.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-8462755389632662984</id><published>2009-03-04T03:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T03:33:37.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I finally feel like my eyes are open after a really long while.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/8462755389632662984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=8462755389632662984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/8462755389632662984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/8462755389632662984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-finally-feel-like-my-eyes-are-open.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-4868204565884535415</id><published>2009-02-26T11:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T12:06:35.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Leave a light on.well mambo sucked. music was terrible, we spent half the time looking for other people, waiting for people, and erm drinking. But it was the drunkest I'd ever been without puking I think, was telling June I'm seeing three of the same person instead of the usual two. ha.omg ask me about the boy with the magic tricks.We all saw a rainbow over D block today. It's been some time </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/4868204565884535415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=4868204565884535415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/4868204565884535415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/4868204565884535415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/02/leave-light-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-6517199649934210743</id><published>2009-02-23T01:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T02:23:12.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bloc Party.I realise something. funeral wakes are like throwing a going-away party after the person has left. and is as pointless as one. If you want to do something meaningful, do it before the person leaves. This time, this funeral has left me all cynical and jaded about life. And I am so tired.I think I know why Slyvia Plath put her head in the oven.I think I know why those in Depression </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/6517199649934210743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=6517199649934210743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/6517199649934210743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/6517199649934210743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/02/bloc-party.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-4817704783951079055</id><published>2009-02-19T09:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T09:56:38.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow, that one really hurt.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/4817704783951079055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=4817704783951079055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/4817704783951079055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/4817704783951079055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/02/wow-that-one-really-hurt.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-4023926039130346937</id><published>2009-02-17T04:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T04:09:29.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You complete me.I love being around people who make me want to become a better person, to inspire me to change, to make me see the world in a different light. So sometimes I don't really believe that people who are similar should be together, but people whose differences should complement all that each other is lacking and yet still love the person exactly the way he/she is.awww.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/4023926039130346937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=4023926039130346937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/4023926039130346937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/4023926039130346937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-complete-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-5247693544273923549</id><published>2009-02-12T17:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T21:15:09.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Braver.I always looked up to my grandmother as a symbol of strength and support. She was someone I hope I'd be like when I'm old. When we were young, she was always seen drinking and smoking, telling my mum to relax because my mum would always be complaining about her work, her kids (us), basically everything. And my grandmother seems to be the one who has life all figured out, and approaches </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/5247693544273923549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=5247693544273923549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/5247693544273923549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/5247693544273923549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/02/braver.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-6828059976976095159</id><published>2009-02-11T07:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T07:24:35.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Steve Earle - Valentines' DayI come to you with empty handsI guess i just forgot againI only got my love to sendOn valentine's dayI ain't got a card to signRoses have been hard to findI only hope that you'll be mineOn valentine's dayI know that i swore that i wouldn't forgetI wrote it all down; i lost it i guessThere's so much i want to sayBut all the words just slip awayThe way you love me every</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/6828059976976095159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=6828059976976095159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/6828059976976095159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/6828059976976095159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/02/steve-earle-valentines-day-i-come-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-6054646070386647176</id><published>2009-02-06T17:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T17:13:17.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Notes from PyschAgoraphobia is an anxiety disorder, often precipitated by the fear of having a panic attack in a setting from which there is no easy means of escape. As a result, sufferers of agoraphobia may avoid public and/or unfamiliar places. In severe cases, the sufferer may become confined to his or her home, experiencing difficulty traveling from this "safe place."Our Abnormal psychology </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/6054646070386647176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=6054646070386647176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/6054646070386647176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/6054646070386647176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/02/notes-from-pysch-agoraphobia-is-anxiety.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-4737992830516717257</id><published>2009-02-03T02:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T02:38:52.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You say it best,It was nice, post-Chingay, the few of us sitting in the lounge, some of us still in the scary make-up with tons of macs ordered and some friends from d4 over. I don't get much chances like this anymore, to sit around comfortably with a group of friends, with no worry of conversation stalling (but conversation flows fine anyway), of no one trying to be in control of the social </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/4737992830516717257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=4737992830516717257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/4737992830516717257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/4737992830516717257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-say-it-best-it-was-nice-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-3669171150129154775</id><published>2009-01-27T12:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T12:07:26.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Top 10 things I'd miss about Bush.HOHO &lt;3 MS!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/3669171150129154775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=3669171150129154775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/3669171150129154775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/3669171150129154775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/01/hoho-3-ms.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-7772064108180469749</id><published>2009-01-27T01:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T01:50:54.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wannasing in front of millions, spend a month in Bali, be blond like Kate Hudson, marry Mike Shinoda, join the whale wars (or have that much passion for anything), try some mango beer, change a life, see Federer make a comeback, go to a rock concert with you, dive, catch the eclipse the next time it happens, get a tan, play Spot the Difference, have a drink with Hugh Laurie, be silly, wander </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/7772064108180469749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=7772064108180469749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/7772064108180469749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/7772064108180469749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-wanna-sing-in-front-of-millions-spend.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-714311493020130291</id><published>2009-01-18T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T22:57:56.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Under the sea. As of now, all I want to do is take that pen in front of me and continously jab my own throat so that it will stop making me cough. But, unfortunately, that will also kill me. So maybee not such a good idea.OH. wait wait.I want to be like Ariel in the Little Mermaid and let that crazy octopus lady take my voice box. Plus, my nose is so blocked I can no longer breathe through it so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/714311493020130291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=714311493020130291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/714311493020130291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/714311493020130291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/01/under-sea.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-8814821993675955948</id><published>2009-01-11T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T00:50:18.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Save now.So today was Chingay's first full dress rehearsal and I'm all so super super super duper (haha) tired from this whole day of waiting. But it was nice, this so many months of repeating the same dance steps over and over again (even before rag) has been zzzzzz for so long and finally I could see what it was all for. And it's damn worth it :)a couple things I learnt today, firstly that I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/8814821993675955948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=8814821993675955948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/8814821993675955948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/8814821993675955948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/01/save-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-4652875317033306564</id><published>2009-01-06T19:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T19:16:24.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know some things that only I know.I know some things that you know that you shouldn't know.I know you know some things that only I should know but you know them anyway.eh guys, watch IP Man! SERIOUSLY HOU COOL.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/4652875317033306564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=4652875317033306564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/4652875317033306564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/4652875317033306564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-know-some-things-that-only-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-3127426368671167015</id><published>2009-01-02T03:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T10:47:04.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lei Hou!Hmm I realised I haven't done a post to wrap up 2008 yet. And it's just not going to happen because the year has already passed (feels like quite long ago) and because I was on holiday my brain's just wuzzy from the hongkong smog. I don't know what I feel about hongkong, my brother hates it, my parents vow to never go back during peak period again. I kind of love it, and hate it at the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/3127426368671167015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=3127426368671167015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/3127426368671167015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/3127426368671167015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2009/01/lei-hou-hmm-i-realised-i-havent-done.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-8681870085462860323</id><published>2008-12-25T02:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T02:46:02.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A joke we can't catch.I've always believed in how some doors or windows in your life are closed because some other door or window remained wide open, so I could always find that bright side of life even when I run into some problems or felt unhappy about something. But this time i'm finding a little hard to find this newly opened window in my life when everything else is shutting out the light so</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/8681870085462860323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=8681870085462860323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/8681870085462860323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/8681870085462860323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2008/12/joke-we-cant-catch.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-2139575703096437148</id><published>2008-12-20T22:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T01:43:05.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last Christmas.It appears that everytime Christmas comes along, there'd be so many changes in the relationships around me. People grow apart, some break off, some leave forever, some become closer. But no matter what I'd be there to catch and cheer!You know I've been endorsing the idea that things in life don't add up, but really, some do. Some things just add up more perfectly than you could </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/2139575703096437148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=2139575703096437148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/2139575703096437148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/2139575703096437148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2008/12/last-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-967893611844705625</id><published>2008-12-15T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T00:38:33.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm going nowhere.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/967893611844705625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=967893611844705625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/967893611844705625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/967893611844705625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-going-nowhere.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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-6164602.post-5028355462662194191</id><published>2008-12-10T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:35:06.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have a new stack of books to read through and I'm pretty excited.but somehow I keep falling asleep by the second page.the days are passing so quickly soon it'd be Christmas, soon it'd be Hongkong, soon it's be school. all over again.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/feeds/5028355462662194191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6164602&amp;postID=5028355462662194191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/5028355462662194191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164602/posts/default/5028355462662194191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizplaced.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-have-new-stack-of-books-to-read.html' title=''/><author><name>Meiyi</name><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>
