<?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-6085845</id><updated>2011-06-08T14:43:29.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>airing my relatively dirty linen</title><subtitle type='html'>this is my blog. delude in my world.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>386</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-5661774338551393368</id><published>2008-12-05T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T10:07:02.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>byeeee.</title><summary type='text'>i have moved, again. jumping on a bandwagon. not that i think many people read this space. but if you do want to know where i've moved to, please just let me know and i'll decide if i want you to read my ramblings. HAHAHAH.au revoir! xxx</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/5661774338551393368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/5661774338551393368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2008/12/byeeee.html' title='byeeee.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-3848025663946573082</id><published>2008-11-29T23:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T16:39:45.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friends and christmas</title><summary type='text'>One was told that Simon's French vocabulary when the match was slipping from his grasp was as rich as most meals from his home country, so we should not leap to decry Murray too quickly. - Times OnlineSimon, the world No 9 and the second-ranked Frenchman, doesn't have the charisma and the slam-dunks of Jo-Wilfried Tsonga, he doesn't have the sublime one-handed backhand of Richard Gasquet, and he </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/3848025663946573082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/3848025663946573082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-was-told-that-simons-french.html' title='friends and christmas'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4n6ibZS8YEI/STJQ6TGr1uI/AAAAAAAAANs/GexMf_csnLU/s72-c/richard+gasquet+13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-2749642843478891244</id><published>2008-11-08T01:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T10:40:44.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shanghai masters</title><summary type='text'>on november 15, 2007, at the ATP shanghai masters, richard gasquet had just lost to david ferrer. and he was being interviewed by the press. the conniving (but oh so genius) interviewer posted these two really really awesome questions.Q. Now your matches are finished.  Do you still have any plan to go around the city maybe with your uncle or your girlfriend? RICHARD GASQUET:  My uncle?  No.  My </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/2749642843478891244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/2749642843478891244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2008/11/on-november-15-2007-at-atp-shanghai.html' title='shanghai masters'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4n6ibZS8YEI/SRT72mvL8AI/AAAAAAAAANk/UMHsD763DEc/s72-c/pig+invaded+cactus+cres.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-7811527589391084765</id><published>2008-11-05T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T00:13:27.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>presidents</title><summary type='text'>ALLEZ OBAMA! it is such a joy to wake up to the fact that he has been elected president. how queer it is that the whole world is watching and anticipating the results of this elections with such great interest. its as if the whole world is electing along with america. God bless the USA, now that obama is president, let the blessings flow even more. (:on a, uhm somewhat, 'different' note, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/7811527589391084765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/7811527589391084765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2008/10/presidents.html' title='presidents'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4n6ibZS8YEI/SRHDgwKFYoI/AAAAAAAAANM/qO9gsF1KYPk/s72-c/president+obama.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-4312688761232577099</id><published>2008-11-02T01:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T09:00:16.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>paris bercy 2008</title><summary type='text'>             Un jour à Roland : Gilles Simon - kewegoVotez pour cette séquence et participez vous aussi au jeu Un jour à Roland en envoyant vos propres Karaokés sur http://roland-garros.france3.fr/ !Keywords: simon sport concours tennis roland garros france 2 roland garros tournoi raquette un jour gilles simon     Video from france2-france31 looking for some stuff, baby, this evening. i need some</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/4312688761232577099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/4312688761232577099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2008/11/un-jour-roland-gilles-simon-kewego.html' title='paris bercy 2008'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4n6ibZS8YEI/SRTn7_gmPrI/AAAAAAAAANc/pL3k7Q2UUUE/s72-c/DSC07177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-632946915534140055</id><published>2008-10-18T02:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T09:41:01.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>travel</title><summary type='text'>i need to travel.and in twelve days, i'll be in lyon and paris.je vais bientôt à paris, et lyon!away from work, away from mundanity, away from routine. a fresh environment, a french environment.i think i just want to be anywhere else but here. as much as i love london, at this very moment, i wish i were in either geneva, paris, disneyland, san francisco, or new york.the beautiful flower clock in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/632946915534140055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/632946915534140055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2008/10/travel.html' title='travel'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4n6ibZS8YEI/SPk159o4aEI/AAAAAAAAAMU/ATYnWBb3W3Y/s72-c/PICT0326.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-3011415328839386497</id><published>2008-10-11T03:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T08:19:05.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me lovvvee.</title><summary type='text'>gasquet has an awesome side profile. gooossshhhh.oh, and the yellow bag with his name. i love it!and louie has such an adorable awkward look.ils sont mes amours. (:"n'est mes d'objets pas trouves." merci squish.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/3011415328839386497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/3011415328839386497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='me lovvvee.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4n6ibZS8YEI/SPATCPK5AZI/AAAAAAAAALc/GN4OvvQCsPY/s72-c/richard+gasquet+45.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-3513856421051265488</id><published>2008-10-05T15:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T00:29:01.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>london calling</title><summary type='text'>skyping with the love of my life.ISNT LOUIE JUST THE CUTEST EVERRRRRRR?things that have been taking up minutes of my life: readings, readings, READINGS and MORE READINGS.there seems to be a never-ending list of readings to complete. and jurisprudence is about the worst of the lot. philosophers should be shot dead for publishing such grandiloquent thoughts of theirs.on a happier note, i've signed </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/3513856421051265488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/3513856421051265488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2008/10/london-calling.html' title='london calling'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4n6ibZS8YEI/SOjLfHsg1tI/AAAAAAAAALM/PkDn9xQvLRw/s72-c/Picture+6.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-956363602694663514</id><published>2008-09-09T01:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T23:45:26.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grey's anatomy</title><summary type='text'>that is doctor alex karev of seattle grace hospital. if he were my doctor, i'll be falling sick faster than i can say "je suis malade" (which is, "i am ill" in french). hahah. this self-absorbed, sardonic and witty doctor is so hot, way hotter than dr mcdreamy and dr mcsteamy put together. and i am a fan of patrick dempsey. hahah. so, THAT is saying something. but beneath that callous exterior, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/956363602694663514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/956363602694663514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='grey&apos;s anatomy'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W4XCeGbBEEE/RxBS4p_n8NI/AAAAAAAAAlg/YgjASfzNGsQ/s72-c/0000008265_20060920152116.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-3767078949870373958</id><published>2008-09-04T01:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T07:44:59.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tommy robredo</title><summary type='text'>tommy robredo known for his "patrician good looks and and a gentle, quiet personality; he readily admits to being a homebody." this is according to wikipedia. and i agree. i saw him on tv during his match with jo-wilfred tsonga in the US open on monday evening and i was totally blown away. he is REALLY charming. although he says he feels more comfortable on court playing tennis, he is always </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/3767078949870373958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/3767078949870373958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2008/09/tommy-robredo.html' title='tommy robredo'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4n6ibZS8YEI/SLwh13hAmbI/AAAAAAAAAKk/8Qj961-FUM8/s72-c/tommy+robredo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-6560907270815353841</id><published>2008-08-31T12:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T01:02:55.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sportsmen rock</title><summary type='text'>michael phelps wrote on his facebook that he listens to "a milli" by lil wayne before his races. well, it does depend on which race he is going for, but then he likes listening to that song. HAHAH. i was listening to it and it's GOOD. as in, i've listened to it before and i already liked it before. I'M SURE OF THAT.michael phelps et ryan locte adore lil wayne. moi aussi.richard gasquet finally </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/6560907270815353841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/6560907270815353841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2008/08/sportsmen-rock.html' title='sportsmen rock'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-7771010773388153739</id><published>2008-08-22T00:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T00:49:12.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>angmors and mandarin</title><summary type='text'>and so french lessons have ended. ive completed a term at alliance française. it was so fun! i got to meet really interesting people (of which all of them happen to either be engaged to or have caucasian boyfriends! hmm). and my french tutor is really interesting. he looks like a hippie! hahah. huong, vlatka and i gave him a brownie after our last lesson. and he looked really touched. he kept </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/7771010773388153739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/7771010773388153739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2008/08/angmors-and-mandarin.html' title='angmors and mandarin'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4n6ibZS8YEI/SKrwe2aBUNI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/hDUdXBa86as/s72-c/ryan+lochte10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-8595353470563331614</id><published>2008-08-17T02:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T02:30:59.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>funniest commentator</title><summary type='text'>this commentator is the funniest i've ever heard. he was speaking during the monte carlo open 2005 match between richard gasquet and roger federer. my dear managed to win the world number one! and he looked so cute and such a baby. he was only nineteen! beat that, beating the world number one at nineteen! :)the most humorous lines in the match:at the last point, just before gasquet claimed his </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/8595353470563331614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/8595353470563331614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2008/08/funniest-commentator.html' title='funniest commentator'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4n6ibZS8YEI/SKcWEL9gopI/AAAAAAAAAJk/jc0ApCrBHbQ/s72-c/ryan+lochte8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-5381501527907117008</id><published>2008-08-11T01:11:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T02:00:43.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>michael phelps</title><summary type='text'> michael phelps just broke his world record. OMG. he is super fit. every time he comes on the television, i hyperventilate. HAHAH. just check out that body, chiseled every way a guy's body should be. a fine work of art. God created michael phelps, and i should celebrate that! hahahah. and of course, as mark richmond nicely put, phelps has that "aww i don't deserve it" bashful face when he </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/5381501527907117008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/5381501527907117008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2008/08/michael-phelps.html' title='michael phelps'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4n6ibZS8YEI/SKXB5FvWVBI/AAAAAAAAAJc/LnVbcn8JwZg/s72-c/michael+phelps9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-565612025777032205</id><published>2008-08-09T02:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T02:51:28.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>j'aime</title><summary type='text'>j'aime...1. mon nouveau sac dior2. mes cours de français3. richard gasquet, beaucoup beaucouppppp! :):):)il est tres beau dans la photo, avec paul-henri mathieu.AHHH. richard gasquet est mignon! :)oh, et joyeux anniversaire à singapour! singapour a quarante-trois ans maintenant. félicitations! :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/565612025777032205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/565612025777032205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2008/08/jaime.html' title='j&apos;aime'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4n6ibZS8YEI/SJyLbMC0rEI/AAAAAAAAAJE/7WRBBxh5CTI/s72-c/richard+gasquet+and+paul+henri-mathieu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-2393032255382081074</id><published>2008-07-29T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T16:51:16.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kate spade and hugo boss</title><summary type='text'>i heart kate spade. i was at the boutique at takashimaya just a while ago and i was blown away by these two lovely accessories.jane street mariajane street zippered chrissygold and hot pink are the best colour combination now. together with kate spade's jane street collection, thats materialistic desire at its finest.oh and the staff at hugo boss were so well groomed. all of them had their hair </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/2393032255382081074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/2393032255382081074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2008/07/kate-spade-and-hugo-boss.html' title='kate spade and hugo boss'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-4301170852241647721</id><published>2008-07-21T01:53:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T09:01:04.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>london - paris - stratford</title><summary type='text'>j'aime ma famille. they came over to london soon after my last paper (gosh that seems like ancient history to me) and i had such a ball of a time bringing them around. it seemed like london is my territory. although i do concede im not that good a tour guide! :( but its all a good time spent with my family!| covent garden | piccadilly circus | pall mall | ladurée macaroons | westminster abbey | </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/4301170852241647721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/4301170852241647721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2008/07/london.html' title='london - paris - stratford'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4n6ibZS8YEI/SINvrv-bvkI/AAAAAAAAAFc/4ECQiFkcubU/s72-c/DSC01264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-4200641889391560653</id><published>2008-07-17T03:38:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T02:56:14.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my français fetish</title><summary type='text'>salut mon ami(e). tu vas bien? moi? ça va.thats as much as i can write on my blog. everything else needs to be in anglais (which is 'english' in french). anyway, my french teacher at alliance française let my class listen to a classic french song by joe dassin today. its called 'salut' and the chorus goes like this, "salut! c'est encore moi! salut! comment tu vas? le temps m'a paru très long. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/4200641889391560653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/4200641889391560653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-franais-fetish.html' title='my français fetish'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-6734130954403342257</id><published>2008-07-08T02:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T03:01:11.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tennis and men</title><summary type='text'>wimbledon championships 2008 came to an end. what an amazing finale was it, indeed. rafael nadal has finally ended the world number one's run for six consecutive wimbledon titles. yes, the spaniard eventually clinched the grand slam title after a grueling five-hour match. with this win, he becomes the second male tennis player in history (after bjorn borg) to win both the roland garros and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/6734130954403342257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/6734130954403342257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2008/07/tennis-and-men.html' title='tennis and men'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4n6ibZS8YEI/SHJhWYZzqyI/AAAAAAAAAFM/T4Nbh1c3AjY/s72-c/mark+feurstein.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-588137538561613787</id><published>2008-06-30T23:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T00:06:37.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sports fanatic</title><summary type='text'>the adidas commercial: impossible is nothingwith big names like kaka, david beckham, steven gerrard, lukas podolski, pedro, messi and jose mourhino, its no wonder this commercial proves to be such a success. and a great message behind it too.fernando torres has his impact on england, doesnt he? "gracias, mate"? hahah. although im not his hugest fan, my sister is. and so this must put the widest </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/588137538561613787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/588137538561613787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2008/06/sports-fanatic.html' title='sports fanatic'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-7853976557321950534</id><published>2008-06-06T00:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T02:21:06.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gasquet's midday wimbledon game</title><summary type='text'>"at what time? je joue à midi ? moi? non. c'est vrai? (inserts french expletive)" - richard gasquet, after realising that he had to play roger federer in the semi-finals of wimbledon 2007 at middayhe was so shocked because he ended his match really late the day before. and totally didnt expect that coming. what he said roughly translates to "at what time? am i playing at midday? me? is that true?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/7853976557321950534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/7853976557321950534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2008/06/gasquets-midday-wimbledon-game.html' title='gasquet&apos;s midday wimbledon game'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4n6ibZS8YEI/SEh0UcPLaMI/AAAAAAAAAFE/GoaYfMAkF5s/s72-c/richard+gasquet30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-563256945813510552</id><published>2008-05-28T15:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T23:11:29.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW YORK</title><summary type='text'>| times square | grand central subway station | bird's eye view of manhattan's upper east side || the statue of liberty | new york stock exchange | brooklyn bridge |ellis islandthe united nations headquarters (kandy must be jealous!)the metropolitan museum of art, new yorka glimpse of new york. i miss the place. living on the upper east side, drinking authentic lexington candy bar milkshake, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/563256945813510552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/563256945813510552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-york.html' title='NEW YORK'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4n6ibZS8YEI/SDnlV8PLaII/AAAAAAAAAEk/FHUKmn_UPpw/s72-c/DSCN3086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-5914446599553748098</id><published>2008-05-25T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T21:53:47.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GAP! (:</title><summary type='text'>gap knows marketing. super cute! ed westwick and leighton meester! (:two-ish days more to my last paper. and what am i doing online? goggling gossip girl gap advertisements. and watching friends. im definitely on the road to self-destruction.it says it all. GO MICH!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/5914446599553748098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/5914446599553748098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2008/05/gap.html' title='GAP! (:'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4n6ibZS8YEI/SDiM8sPLZ7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/tLGc7qYrX5Q/s72-c/cute!+chuck+and+blair+gap+ad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-7318434144491261164</id><published>2008-05-15T19:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T03:57:54.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHUCK BASS</title><summary type='text'>and then there was charles bartholomew bass. he is becoming such a likable character that i cant help but nurse a soft spot for him now. uhh, archibald, who?chuck: what's gotten into you?blair: what if i told you i knew where georgina sparks was right now?chuck: i'd said, "let's get the bitch!"chuck: one thing i've learned, that in the face of true love, you don't just give up, even if the object</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/7318434144491261164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/7318434144491261164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2008/05/bad-bad-bad.html' title='CHUCK BASS'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-2248463473150806303</id><published>2008-05-08T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T19:25:55.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><summary type='text'>i smile at all these lovely memories of my super long and extended easter holiday in singapore. but then when my eyes fall on the irksome notes on my table, i feel tortured. hahah, so funny. not bad, in the midst of all this prison sentence i have to serve, my humour still serves the better of me. im impressed with myself.i love you, louie. always have, always will.the BOLAWERS! :) its been a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/2248463473150806303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/2248463473150806303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2008/05/disppointment.html' title='):'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4n6ibZS8YEI/SCGdes0eZcI/AAAAAAAAACU/GpEMoTvc7oI/s72-c/DSC01061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-641164601619229836</id><published>2008-04-30T14:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T23:20:55.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blair waldorf - nathaniel archibald or chuck bass?</title><summary type='text'>blair waldorf, the fashionable queen bee of constance billard in upper east side, manhattan, new york city, is caught between drop-dead gorgeous boyfriend-since-kindergarten nathaniel archibald and bad-boy-smokin'-hot and charismatic buddy-in-crime chuck bass.nate escorting blair at the debutante ballblair found comfort in chuck, the gift that never stops giving(this is what happens to you when </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/641164601619229836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/641164601619229836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2008/04/blair-waldorf-nathaniel-archibald-or.html' title='blair waldorf - nathaniel archibald or chuck bass?'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-6180112264355219698</id><published>2008-03-22T02:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T14:37:28.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus</title><summary type='text'>it is saturday in new york. yesterday was good friday. and tomorrow is easter sunday. ive chosen the day between these two significant days to write about how i feel about Jesus' death and resurrection.(i am currently in new york, and hence the reference in my opening sentence)Jesus died more than two thousand years ago. why?because He was there to atone the sins of every single one of us. He </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/6180112264355219698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/6180112264355219698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2008/03/jesus.html' title='Jesus'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-6966551129544448855</id><published>2008-03-04T00:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T08:40:44.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thorpe park</title><summary type='text'>On 3/4/08, at 8:19 AM, Kandy Mak wrote:&gt; your lover is going to cut his hair tomorrow so you'll finally stop bugging him heiOn 3/4/08, at 8:20 AM, mich. wrote:&gt; oh my lover! HAHAHAH eh what kind of hairstyle?On 3/4/08, at 8:21 AM, Kandy Mak wrote:&gt; really short hair? haha. he won't do an archibald.hahahah. i adore kandy! she's one of my best bimbo mates! :):):) we were the only ones who went "</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/6966551129544448855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/6966551129544448855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2008/03/thorpe-park.html' title='thorpe park'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-1312725641472296567</id><published>2008-02-24T14:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T23:34:25.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>madness</title><summary type='text'>how often in life can you do things this crazy? yesterday i was woken up by may ling's call at 11ish in the morning, asking me to go on a day trip to brighton. i was in a blur, because i had just opened my eyes. the next thing i knew, less than 3 hours later, i was in brighton! one of the coastal towns of england. the rocky beach was really cool, especially for londoners like us who have been </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/1312725641472296567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/1312725641472296567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2008/02/madness.html' title='madness'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-3567631856921595529</id><published>2008-02-19T17:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T01:12:19.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cool</title><summary type='text'>diana says italicised one-liner blog entries are cool, so there.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/3567631856921595529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/3567631856921595529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2008/02/cool.html' title='cool'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-2070037542918922765</id><published>2008-02-12T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T08:18:39.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the voice within</title><summary type='text'>maybe one day they'll all be forgotten and erased, maybe they won't. maybe one day things will be right again, maybe they won't. but just so you know, one day i will emerge stronger and more mature. thanks for the past joy, the current pain and the uncertain future, really.christina aguilera - the voice withinyoung girl, don't cry, i'll be right here when your world starts to fall.young girl, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/2070037542918922765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/2070037542918922765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2008/02/voice-within.html' title='the voice within'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-662521672400122919</id><published>2008-02-02T17:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T14:56:08.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chubchub</title><summary type='text'>actually, i don't have much to say. i just am in the mood to blog after reading many other people's and i thought, "hmm, my blog looks so empty, desolated and lackluster in comparison!" so i decided to just do something about this.so CNY is round the corner! once again i'm spending it in chilly london, instead of humid singapore. all the red packets i've missed out on! i should totally marry 3 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/662521672400122919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/662521672400122919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2008/02/chubchub.html' title='chubchub'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4n6ibZS8YEI/R6SllIoklXI/AAAAAAAAAB8/jfbAVR1IHq8/s72-c/DSC00919.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-6453972971605887733</id><published>2008-01-28T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T07:51:22.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nique-key birthday</title><summary type='text'>happy birthday my dear dear nique-key bique-key! may the Lord continue to bless you abundantly and shower you with His love. you've finally joined to ranks of the 20s. gosh, even you have left your teenhood behind. i'm really sad that i can't be with you, but you definitely have my wishes sent to you, from london to singapore!I LOVE YOU! :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/6453972971605887733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/6453972971605887733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-birthday-my-dear-dear-nique-key.html' title='nique-key birthday'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4n6ibZS8YEI/R50Yt4oklWI/AAAAAAAAAB0/AqDSor5Q2nI/s72-c/DSC00633.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-7395698739308023307</id><published>2008-01-16T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T02:47:57.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>calys birthday</title><summary type='text'>first and foremost, HAPPY BIRTHDAY CALYS DEAR! :) i hope she had a fantabulous birthday celebration. i'm so sad i can't be there with her. but i'm sure she had fun nonetheless. unless her horrid employers did not give her the day off! hmph. i wish her joy, love and wonder in this new chapter of her life as she leaves secondary school behind and pursues the life of a pre-university student!my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/7395698739308023307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/7395698739308023307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2008/01/calys-birthday.html' title='calys birthday'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-4351874848907565050</id><published>2008-01-12T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T06:23:17.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trapped</title><summary type='text'>everytime i first arrive back in london, i always feel this sense of being trapped in a place i can't get out of. sigh, it feels so surreal to be back here, in a bad way. my mind isn't used to being here yet. i actually stared at the tube stations in disbelief and couldn't register where these places are. but once i got back into my room, i feel a sense of familiarity. but still, i wish i were in</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/4351874848907565050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/4351874848907565050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2008/01/trapped.html' title='trapped'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4n6ibZS8YEI/R4i3p9CaxFI/AAAAAAAAABM/Y1hzBtXyTKY/s72-c/IMG_1953.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-8757547271493383752</id><published>2007-12-11T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T09:14:39.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OCF's first sleepover</title><summary type='text'>OCF Christmas celebration. small group sleepover. all souls church service at 9.30am (we woke up for it!). dimsum lunch at "50% off purple doors" restaurant. housewarming-cum-Christmas-party at flat 8.the weekend just went by so fast. it was so fun-filled. my lovely OCF small group had our first sleepover. we spent more than 36 hours together the whole weekend. it was such a good bonding time. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/8757547271493383752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/8757547271493383752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title='OCF&apos;s first sleepover'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4n6ibZS8YEI/R13i5Q2QCeI/AAAAAAAAAA4/HCdArbUHmko/s72-c/collage53.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-1769078629800090405</id><published>2007-11-20T20:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T07:18:57.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lord have Your way in me</title><summary type='text'>OCF retreat proved to be a timely escape from the crazy mad rush in central london. a Christ-centered weekend at sunsbury court saw me waking up everyday, just soley to worship the Lord and learn more about Him. instead of slotting in bits of time here and there amongst my schedule to pray and read the Bible, it is a full weekend solely dedicated to Him and fellowshipping with my fellow OCFers. i</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/1769078629800090405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/1769078629800090405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2007/11/lord-have-your-way-in-me.html' title='Lord have Your way in me'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4n6ibZS8YEI/R0M_IvoU95I/AAAAAAAAAAw/EOzRSrQU3Cw/s72-c/OCF+group+2007+-+OCF+retreat+group+shot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-2861356276041133814</id><published>2007-11-16T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T05:22:15.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nathan hartono my crush</title><summary type='text'>nathan hartono - my crushi've got a secret, a funny little secret.oh boy, i hope you won't tell.she's fine like wine and sweeter than sweets,like honey, honey no one can beat.and she'll keep any guy she is willing to keep.when you do that thing you do, you got me off my feet.when you say that thing you say, i'm at the edge of my seat.oh when you shake my hand and you say, "how do you do?",i say </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/2861356276041133814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/2861356276041133814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2007/11/nathan-hartono-my-crush.html' title='nathan hartono my crush'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-7328442090251037292</id><published>2007-10-31T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T08:09:51.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ramble shamble</title><summary type='text'>hello you, actually i think you look quite nice in the picture you took in cambridge. the awkward smile is pretty endearing.gosh, for the millionth time, i should not be doing this.where is mr cookie monster when elmo needs him? my unrealiable emo friend.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/7328442090251037292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/7328442090251037292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2007/10/ramble-shamble.html' title='ramble shamble'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-3096357704838900628</id><published>2007-10-26T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T21:42:45.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flat 8</title><summary type='text'>i know people who are sceptical of my talent in the kitchen. therefore, i present to everyone my work of culinary art. diced chicken, bean sprout, spinach and rice, stir fried with oyster sauce. yummmm! :) this is my current signature dish.there are also pictures of my room! my bright orange bedsheets just make me a lot happier, especially when the sun is setting earlier and the clouds have been </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/3096357704838900628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/3096357704838900628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post_26.html' title='flat 8'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4n6ibZS8YEI/RyHtcRjNHcI/AAAAAAAAAAk/qCk-eWxrsVI/s72-c/collage52.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-5760943243675561593</id><published>2007-10-25T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T07:00:26.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAROON 5/DASHBOARD CONFESSIONAL</title><summary type='text'>going to watch a maroon 5 concert in itself is pure joy. but what's going to make this all better? dashboard confessional being the guest performer. that's what i call double joy. delirium infinitum!adam levinechris carrabbaWHEEEEEE! :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/5760943243675561593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/5760943243675561593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2007/10/maroon-5dashboard-confessional.html' title='MAROON 5/DASHBOARD CONFESSIONAL'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-2761526456700022864</id><published>2007-09-29T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T08:16:30.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>london year 2</title><summary type='text'> my favourite CBD area, with ocean towers at the top left corner and high court at the bottom right of the picture! i so love shenton way! i have been in london for almost a week already. it's been madness. settling down in a new flat, getting use to school (after three months of slacking), drowning in piles of never-ending readings, attending to all the obligations i have. but i guess i am </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/2761526456700022864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/2761526456700022864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post_30.html' title='london year 2'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856770912423943234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4n6ibZS8YEI/Rv7YJCl2CxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TxYWPt5NAXc/s72-c/IMG_1703.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-1986140489599595559</id><published>2007-09-04T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T03:31:30.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ricciotti</title><summary type='text'>i woke up on monday morning feeling absolutely awkward. not being in the office sure felt a lot different. and the clock told me it was ten in the morning. my first reaction was "shit, i'm late!", only to realise i didn't have to report to work. i waited for time to pass till i met novella and candace. we were going to 'trespass' ocean towers and march into drew &amp; napier.and so we did. i felt so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/1986140489599595559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/1986140489599595559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post_04.html' title='ricciotti'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUWR6VZl18k/Rt1jV-wTeRI/AAAAAAAAAFM/370JiVZUIlc/s72-c/DSCN2572.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-7198520341227893268</id><published>2007-09-01T03:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T20:55:36.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drew &amp; napier</title><summary type='text'>the internship has ended. thirty-first august two-thousand-and-seven marked the end of my drew &amp; napier clerkship. i really am going to miss everything and everyone at this wonderful law firm. i know it is too early to commit myself to one law firm, and just dismiss the rest, but i must honestly say i like what i see in this particular one.the culture of drew is very appealing. lawyers there are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/7198520341227893268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/7198520341227893268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2007/09/drew-napier.html' title='drew &amp; napier'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUWR6VZl18k/Rtqw7uwTeOI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_XUU7FQKDmo/s72-c/collage47.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-6234362861771786042</id><published>2007-08-08T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T22:00:21.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>internship</title><summary type='text'>strut out of ocean towers in corporate-chicness with two lawyers (who are suavely dressed in suits), board a taxi (expenses paid by client) and cab to the subordinate courts is about the coolest thing that i experienced since i started my internship at drew &amp; napier. yes, this exhilaration dies down but i shall enjoy it while it lasts. i used to think long-sleeve-collared-top-and-black-bottoms is</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/6234362861771786042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/6234362861771786042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2007/08/internship.html' title='internship'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-2032959520153598263</id><published>2007-07-24T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T22:07:36.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after my hiatus</title><summary type='text'>so i have been back for what seems like 2 weeks, when in reality it has already been almost 2 months long. when you are enjoying yourself, time never pass faster.so the lovely june holidays went away without a trace. it was a full month of bumming and whole load of shopping (think, at least twice a week) with my bolawers and family. nothing beats that kind of combination. total slackdom after a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/2032959520153598263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/2032959520153598263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2007/07/after-my-hiatus.html' title='after my hiatus'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RUWR6VZl18k/RqWMkKHcFUI/AAAAAAAAAEI/gBnO6x_T2Bk/s72-c/collage46.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-7042581431668718957</id><published>2007-05-26T02:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T02:34:01.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>great singapore sale</title><summary type='text'>delirium is wentworth miller and my brand-new pretty striped shorts from gap. i heart gap.and this lovely polka-dotted blue feminine dress is one of those things topping my wish list currently.i have been hopelessly hooked onto prison break, completing season one in a heartbeat and watching season two at a speed much faster than mediacorp can offer. it's all about wit, and of course, the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/7042581431668718957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/7042581431668718957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2007/05/great-singapore-sale.html' title='great singapore sale'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-7099922323072085846</id><published>2007-05-15T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T16:28:35.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>retardooo</title><summary type='text'>diana is my retarded mrs roger b friend. she coined the term 'old babies' and prides herself for that, when in fact, it's a totally flawed theory. she reckons that if some young person marries an old man/woman, the baby they produce will turn out to look old because of old genes. i told her that should her theory be true, she ought to look older than her elder brother, which led her to her ever </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/7099922323072085846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/7099922323072085846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title='retardooo'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RUWR6VZl18k/Rkn_ikT7VMI/AAAAAAAAAD8/KzocRy_fMwM/s72-c/collage44.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-4491728292635157586</id><published>2007-03-17T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T08:21:23.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the notebook</title><summary type='text'>i watched the movie 'the notebook' for the second time in my life today. contrary to what happened to may ling (she cried from the beginning till the end), i only teared at the end. the male lead - noah - loved allie till his death. i am sceptical about such love, but i delude in fictional fantasies. sigh! :) nicholas sparks writes one of the best romance novels around, really.what's even better </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/4491728292635157586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/4491728292635157586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2007/03/notebook.html' title='the notebook'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-3957058647494789967</id><published>2007-03-11T16:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T06:59:21.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MANDYYY</title><summary type='text'> my personal preedy barbie HAPPY SWEET SIXTEENTH BIRTHDAY TO MY PREEDY PREEDY BABY SISTER, MANDYYYY! :)i wish you wisdom, health and happiness in this year to come. and may God see you through everything you do, and that you'll glorify the Lord. I LOVE YOU! stay pretty, adorable and intelligent. all the boys shall clamour for your attention, my popular darling!(the blog is in UK time. it is 12 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/3957058647494789967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/3957058647494789967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post_494.html' title='MANDYYY'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RUWR6VZl18k/RfRcvgjo6PI/AAAAAAAAADs/44Om562MK9U/s72-c/IMG_0889.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-2789081361623690068</id><published>2007-03-02T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T19:17:51.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>merdeka</title><summary type='text'> merdeka - the rock musical i am starting to feel like there is nothing really meaningful in my life. it is, as always said, mundane. i know, i've always been choosing this kind of lifestyle all of my academic life thus far. i've always been the one who doesn't care about adding little spices here and there to school life. i've never seen that importance. but coming to london has some sort of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/2789081361623690068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/2789081361623690068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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without your family, but in the company of your friends. my chinese new year eve was spent at international hall, where chinese new year songs were constantly played with help from a laptop in a small common room. all of us sat </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/3887886862972495594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/3887886862972495594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post_24.html' title='tong tong chiang!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUWR6VZl18k/Rd8QWJfIraI/AAAAAAAAADY/q-41RW1Bzq4/s72-c/collage43.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-5756782867482911698</id><published>2007-02-16T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T22:20:21.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cheena new year 2007</title><summary type='text'> the land of the vices failed to tempt! it was an experience at amsterdam, visiting the heineken brewery, the hiding place of anne frank and the infamous red light district. a short getaway from the city into the quaint little towns of the netherlands proved to be interesting, as we saw windmills, clog factories and cheese factories. a timely retreat from commuting between bloomsbury and strand </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/5756782867482911698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/5756782867482911698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post_16.html' title='cheena new year 2007'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUWR6VZl18k/RdW6i-VsPiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/AjDdGlwbbXg/s72-c/collage42.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-4350012465099305558</id><published>2007-02-09T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T03:34:20.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a big congratulations to the bimbo of my family, mandy, who shocked everyone by getting a distinction for her chinese o levels. what's more unfathomable? she got distinction for chinese oral. so now i'm officially the only person in the family who got merit for chinese oral. that's not fair, considering my spoken mandarin is way better than mandy.off to amsterdam in two days. the land of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/4350012465099305558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/4350012465099305558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2007/02/big-congratulations-to-bimbo-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-4332428007122988157</id><published>2007-02-06T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T03:24:04.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I SAW KAKA IN PERSON!yes, the hot brazilian soccer player who is in ac milan.scream with me, AHHHHHHHHHHHH!that caught the attention of this brazilian supporter in front of me. and he was laughing. whatever, i saw kaka. that made my night (and i suppose the delirium is going to spill over to tomorrow).i was at the emirates stadium of arsenal football club to watch the friendly match between </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/4332428007122988157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/4332428007122988157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post_981.html' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RUWR6VZl18k/Rct4AuVsPgI/AAAAAAAAADA/0ae6miQBRtU/s72-c/brazil+vs+portugal+-+kaka1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-5722883510851001699</id><published>2007-02-06T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T03:26:49.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> the subject of jeer. poor him! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/5722883510851001699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/5722883510851001699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post_934.html' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RUWR6VZl18k/Rct36-VsPfI/AAAAAAAAAC4/FHHur_g3l78/s72-c/brazil+vs+portugal+-+cristiano+ronaldo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-1291950381726276874</id><published>2007-02-06T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T03:25:33.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> kandy, jane, michelle, evelyn, jasmine </summary><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-2670602312868088900</id><published>2007-02-06T23:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T03:25:47.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> the scoreboard </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/2670602312868088900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/2670602312868088900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post_1631.html' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RUWR6VZl18k/Rct3o-VsPdI/AAAAAAAAACo/Bnlk7y0ivZ8/s72-c/brazil+vs+portugal+-+the+board+of+players.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-7065023924729606147</id><published>2007-02-06T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T03:26:26.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> the emirates stadium </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/7065023924729606147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/7065023924729606147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post_1201.html' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RUWR6VZl18k/RctiB-VsPcI/AAAAAAAAACg/LeYBQNZ6P2U/s72-c/brazil+vs+portugal+-+the+whole+gang+and+some+random+angmor.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-7208438870540492960</id><published>2007-02-06T23:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T03:32:24.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> inside the emirates stadium </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/7208438870540492960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/7208438870540492960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post_1321.html' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUWR6VZl18k/Rct6yeVsPhI/AAAAAAAAADI/qddn2DzioXM/s72-c/brazil+vs+portugal+-+the+whole+gang+in+the+stadium.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-1094977070348325262</id><published>2007-02-06T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T03:33:57.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> the day i saw so many famous people </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/1094977070348325262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/1094977070348325262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post_08.html' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RUWR6VZl18k/RcsLFuVsPaI/AAAAAAAAACM/gp9dV-0_1Ng/s72-c/IMG_1032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-8728071849541898272</id><published>2007-02-04T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T08:03:30.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>may ling, squish, kevin, natalie and i were at the back of a bus, on our way back after delicious crepes at south kensington.random angmor guy (to kevin): hey. are you the pimp?and as if that was not enough, before he alighted the bus, "chat them up man! they are all yours!"definitely the quote of the entire semester so far.i can no longer decipher you. i think there is a building barrier.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/8728071849541898272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/8728071849541898272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2007/02/may-ling-squish-kevin-natalie-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-6270797811159746162</id><published>2007-01-27T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T00:04:53.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nineteen candles</title><summary type='text'> every girl is a princess! HAPPY BIRTHDAY PRINCESS NIQUE-KEY!thanks for always being there for me and listening to all my nonsense. and for giving constructive comments whenever possible. you are a lovely sister and i thank God for bringing you into my world ever since i was two! from your onion hair when you were a baby, to the tiara from tower of london which you now love putting on your head, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/6270797811159746162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/6270797811159746162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post_27.html' title='nineteen candles'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RUWR6VZl18k/Rbtr72D_YbI/AAAAAAAAABw/57L9VKaIWsg/s72-c/IMG_0910.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-8463100135731231754</id><published>2007-01-25T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T21:07:37.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moo moo!</title><summary type='text'>  i am cow, hear me moo! diana has again found another companion in her fellowship of the idiots - cassandra yong! my fellow richard gasquet fan. i can't believe that she thought i stole milk from the cow! but i still love her. doubt that is going to help too, though.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/8463100135731231754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/8463100135731231754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post_591.html' title='moo moo!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RUWR6VZl18k/Rbiq12D_YaI/AAAAAAAAABo/yn1FFCxl9Ts/s72-c/cassy+is+a+cow.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-2207232025956934821</id><published>2007-01-24T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T18:30:35.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let it snow!</title><summary type='text'>  good snowy morning! a picture says a thousand words. my apologies! i am suffering from writer's block. it must be due to the jubilation and anxiety of having snow right at my doorstep for the first time. i can't express the joy more than what the picture does. i hope you share my mirth too! have a great snowy wednesday!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/2207232025956934821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/2207232025956934821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post_9917.html' title='let it snow!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RUWR6VZl18k/Rbc0X2D_YYI/AAAAAAAAABY/mOIrAUeI5SM/s72-c/collage41.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-658916846879215070</id><published>2007-01-23T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T07:59:23.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IDIOT.</title><summary type='text'> diana was m!ssundaztood i can never forget diana and her idiosyncrasy. a trait that is peculiar to her. that is, obviously, being the most idiotic person in the world. say, IDIOT. i think she can give mandy a run for her money. aww, nonetheless, despite all her stupidity, i still love her! but i guess that line doesn't help much. i see her knife coming really close to my neck now.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/658916846879215070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/658916846879215070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post_24.html' title='IDIOT.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RUWR6VZl18k/RbaEfGD_YXI/AAAAAAAAABQ/_MnvtvthYJU/s72-c/im+gonna+slap+diana.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-6492558892636627621</id><published>2007-01-20T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T22:50:17.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dumb quiz</title><summary type='text'>1) how old do you wish you were?- umm, my super sweet sixteen! then i can have those horse carriages coming to pick me up from my castle and i get to wear tiaras! right, i am so not going to be nique-key or mandy who harbour such unrealistic dreams. but being sixteen should be fun. minus, the horrendous o levels, of course! sixteen just randomly popped into my head.2) where were you when 9/11 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/6492558892636627621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/6492558892636627621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2007/01/1-how-old-do-you-wish-you-were-umm-my.html' title='dumb quiz'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-4569330812764292936</id><published>2007-01-19T12:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T03:25:08.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aussie open fever</title><summary type='text'>  damn those tie-breaks, really! oh man. nothing could be worse than this. oh yes, there is! experiencing total black-out for almost twelve hours! that's london and her inefficiency for you. electrical supply to my hall was non-existent yesterday, which drove my depressed and desperate friends and i to brunswick. thank goodness we had may ling to house us in her room at international hall which </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/4569330812764292936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/4569330812764292936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post_22.html' title='aussie open fever'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUWR6VZl18k/RbO9Y_Mev2I/AAAAAAAAABI/khLfF6C5NC8/s72-c/aussie+open+fifth+day.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-8591634285432739393</id><published>2007-01-16T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T06:36:54.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP my bagel</title><summary type='text'>talk about being kitchen hazards, no one can beat me at this. today, i put my bagel into the microwave oven, not realising that i had placed it inside a paper bag. or at least, it didn't occur to me that there was anything wrong with that. after 2 minutes, i smelt something burnt. so i ran to the pantry only to see smoke coming out of the oven. yes, the paper bag caught fire and my bagel </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/8591634285432739393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/8591634285432739393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2007/01/talking-about-being-kitchen-hazards-no.html' title='RIP my bagel'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RUWR6VZl18k/Ra6kyfMevxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Cxl6OwnrZL0/s72-c/DSC01929.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-116569989347217015</id><published>2006-12-10T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T06:58:52.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>les miserables</title><summary type='text'>christmas lights are up at oxford street. and the first digit in my countdown to italy is finally a single digit. eight is really my favourite number now. all is good.to make it better, i realised my dream ever since i was in secondary school by getting myself a scottish kilt. pure wool, damn cool. i wore this skirt to church today. i feel like a christmas tree. (:i caught les miserables when </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/116569989347217015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/116569989347217015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2006/12/les-miserables.html' title='les miserables'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-116436863910579746</id><published>2006-11-24T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T05:27:31.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shoppaholic</title><summary type='text'>to you:i don't wanna fall to pieces, i just wanna sit and stare at you.i need to curb the whole online shopping addiction. i've been ploughing through ebay more than usual these few days. not a very favourable prelude of my christmas shopping euphoria when it is unleashed.one tree hill. nathan scott. my current adorations.oh, and shopping too. obviously.californiaaaaa, here we comeeeeeee.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/116436863910579746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/116436863910579746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2006/11/shoppaholic.html' title='shoppaholic'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-116406492176791150</id><published>2006-11-20T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T07:47:11.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMGGG</title><summary type='text'>definitely one of the most tormenting nights of my life. i've never used more 'omg' than i did tonight.which reminds me, yesterday was worse. my heart almost popped out of my mouth.mention prince-william-look-alike's name and i'll flip. trust me.and frank-lampard-ish cutie's one too, for that matter.i'm oh so absurdly jumpy.bollocks, this is seriously dodgy business!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/116406492176791150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/116406492176791150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2006/11/omggg.html' title='OMGGG'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-116369955039074861</id><published>2006-11-16T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T06:17:22.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just lol</title><summary type='text'>credit goes to professor richard hooley. my contract law professor.JOKE (I)bill clinton and the pope, fictitiously, died on the same day. due to some administrative fault, the pope was sent to hell and bill clinton to heaven. after the correction was made, while bill clinton was making his way to hell, he met the pope on the way. the pope excitedly told him, "i'm so glad the mistake was remedied.</summary><link 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reminded once again that i am in london. i just stood there, rooted to the ground and admired the beautiful sight right before my eyes. the huge london eye along the thames river, and westminster parliament houses slightly to the right of this picture. then, i told myself how </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/116352259524244128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/116352259524244128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2006/11/double-whammy.html' title='double whammy'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-116302496237788275</id><published>2006-11-09T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T20:54:07.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh-so-random</title><summary type='text'>extemporaneous is my forte. and true to that statement, randomness is going to prevail in my entry.quotable quote 1public law lecturer: the queen cannot be a roman catholic or married to a roman catholic. she has to be a protestant.llewellyn: diana, actually, the queen is buddhist.diana: huh? really?HAHAHAHAHA(:quotable quote 2jie ying, aka poksai, saw that mich goh has a similar jacket to hers, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/116302496237788275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/116302496237788275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-so-random.html' title='oh-so-random'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-116269381599336428</id><published>2006-11-05T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T06:59:40.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh my!</title><summary type='text'>copenhagen is a beautiful, truly european city, with medieval buildings aplenty. the danes are very much of the aryan race, and that means, shimmering blonde hair and clear blue eyes. behind these good looking faces, wrongly stereotyped by americans to be of low intelligence level, are good natured people who are willing to step forward to offer help, even without seeking, when they saw my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/116269381599336428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/116269381599336428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-my.html' title='oh my!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-116249943315426233</id><published>2006-11-03T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T23:52:39.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>writer's block</title><summary type='text'>something just happened that calls for immediate blogging, regardless of how i'm trudging with much difficulty pass this hurdle of writing my first ever public law essay, my numero uno love.[dumbarian]  and you're too late. you never call me when you're sober. says:ooohhh huh whats writers block?michelle.  my ballads indulgence signals queerness. says:hahahahhamichelle.  my ballads indulgence </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/116249943315426233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/116249943315426233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2006/11/writers-block.html' title='writer&apos;s block'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-116249946276264342</id><published>2006-11-02T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T04:37:14.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brain dead</title><summary type='text'>how does re-writing a european law essay slightly more than a thousand words from scratch sounds to you? it totally sucked out every single drop of brain juice i have.the doctrine of direct effect: accidentally erasing the entire essay has direct effect on my sanity.the london temperature being perpetually below ten degree celsius does no good to your brain.so there, i can't blog properly. till </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/116249946276264342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/116249946276264342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2006/11/brain-dead.html' title='brain dead'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-116202722885218321</id><published>2006-10-28T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T17:24:56.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>double denmark</title><summary type='text'>hellooooooooo. i'm just really psyched right now, because i am going to be in denmark in slightly less than twenty four hours! copenhagen! gasp! my friends have all expressed their enthusiasm on their respective blogs, but i have not. so i took this opportunity before my brunch to say how excited i am to go on my first trip outside london. and thank God, it's READING WEEK for all first-year kings</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/116202722885218321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/116202722885218321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2006/10/double-denmark.html' title='double denmark'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-116153440701271071</id><published>2006-10-22T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T00:40:53.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HILLSONG LONDON</title><summary type='text'>i went to HILLSONG LONDON for my first time today. many singaporeans travelled from all over the UK to the dominion theatre at tottenham court to hear the sermon given by NEW CREATION CHURCH's pastor joseph prince. he was REALLY entertaining as per usual. there was something he said about sin being both a noun and a verb. he said to the largely british crowd, "the word 'sin' can be a noun and a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/116153440701271071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/116153440701271071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2006/10/hillsong-london.html' title='HILLSONG LONDON'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-116129294150031806</id><published>2006-10-19T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T07:10:05.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time has gone so fast</title><summary type='text'>sunday at kensington with my hall friends proved to be absolutely a great joy. i had bayswater duck, which voon chee morbidly pointed out the swimming ducks at kensington gardens and hyde park which are not too far away from four seasons restaurant. hmm, nevermind. i got my freshly baked krispy kreme at harrods and i dig the new cappuccino flavour! much to mandy's envy. (:law party at mayfair </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/116129294150031806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/116129294150031806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2006/10/time-has-gone-so-fast.html' title='time has gone so fast'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-116068074083698099</id><published>2006-10-12T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T07:10:06.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love canterbury hall!</title><summary type='text'>hall life is really very perky! it is so nice to have friends living a few door steps away, and contemporaneously being able to safeguard my own privacy. i really have grown so attached to this hall of mine. this 'home away from home'. i just feel so at ease here. it is a place i can truly relax and joke around. meals are always good for filling up my tummy, chit-chatting, laughing and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/116068074083698099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/116068074083698099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-love-canterbury-hall.html' title='i love canterbury hall!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-116009164871703927</id><published>2006-10-06T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T23:46:10.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chicago</title><summary type='text'>the first celebrity i saw in london is miss ashlee simpson. the american sweetheart is in town to star in the famous musical 'chicago'. OMG, i LOVE the musical. it was a lot better than 'cabaret'. the 20 quid paid was truly worth every pence. but i thought the hype over miss simpson was over-rated. it was a good show, but she made roxie hart too bimbotic for my liking. mama morton's voice was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/116009164871703927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/116009164871703927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2006/10/chicago_06.html' title='chicago'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-116000291966732394</id><published>2006-10-05T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T07:09:21.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>desk emoticon</title><summary type='text'>i promised diana that i'll publicise her defeat in the sudoku challenge! to rub salt on her wounds, i went to her apartment, flipped her desk emoticon and aptly chose 'embarrassment' to reflect her feelings about being the last to complete the number puzzle she's not heard of till last week.go diana! win llewellyn next time! the french infatuation has ceased. it's about time i revert back to my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/116000291966732394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/116000291966732394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2006/10/desk-emoticon.html' title='desk emoticon'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-115981522656075874</id><published>2006-10-02T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T02:54:48.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>paris is a romantic city</title><summary type='text'>you smiled, and it simply blew my mind away momentarily.i don't like french guys.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/115981522656075874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/115981522656075874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2006/10/paris-is-romantic-city.html' title='paris is a romantic city'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-115973830549147669</id><published>2006-10-01T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T06:39:26.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cabaret</title><summary type='text'>my maiden weekend in london without parental supervision. and what did i do? i did the most ludicrous thing. i went to watch a musical called 'cabaret'. fair enough, a musical is suppose to be a very lofty thing to watch. but, the shock came in the form of nudity. and yes, to me, it is a form of art. not that i excessively indulge in it, of course. to put it simply, i actually felt that 'cabaret'</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/115973830549147669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/115973830549147669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2006/10/cabaret.html' title='cabaret'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-115922490514548186</id><published>2006-09-25T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T07:09:42.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>canterbury hall</title><summary type='text'>i have FINALLY moved into my hall, canterbury hall. it has a pretty close-knitted singaporean congregation. and i am happy about it. i know i should be venturing out and enjoying the cosmopolitan londoner life. but i still feel more at ease and comfortable with my fellow singaporeans. during lectures, which some started full-swing, my whole singaporean gang just sat together. it was SO FUN. if </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/115922490514548186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/115922490514548186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2006/09/canterbury-hall.html' title='canterbury hall'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-115895433575028703</id><published>2006-09-22T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T16:35:03.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love harrods!</title><summary type='text'>YAYYYYY! i have a VERY delirious announcement to make. i am going back to singapore on 27th december 2006. (: please make your bookings to meet me as soon as possible. I WANT A CHALET WITH BRYSON! and that is NOT a hint. it is an order! nique-key should start doing something about this. HAHAHA! :Di saw this england jersey being framed up on a wall of the fifth storey of the very opulent and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/115895433575028703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/115895433575028703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-love-harrods.html' title='i love harrods!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-115887275417255591</id><published>2006-09-21T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T05:30:29.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first week in london</title><summary type='text'>i have been in london for three days already! and i am slowly getting accustomed to everything here.for starters, the complicated tube map no longer torments and intimidates me! i am able to swiftly, efficiently and accurately change lines! to exhibit my intelligence, i am able to remember that there are a few lines which are prominent in my travelogue. the lines are called central, bakerloo, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/115887275417255591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/115887275417255591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2006/09/first-week-in-london.html' title='first week in london'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-115841655644831941</id><published>2006-09-16T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T23:00:39.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the last week in singapore</title><summary type='text'>even though, as diana pointed out, meeting up with different groups of people for seemingly the last time before i coop myself up in london for the next six months does reinstate the whole melancholy of being far away from everything comfortable in this birth place. however, having said that, maybe i was more excited to meet up with friends that i've not seen since a long time ago, that i forgot </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/115841655644831941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/115841655644831941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2006/09/last-week-in-singapore.html' title='the last week in singapore'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-115803984335778174</id><published>2006-09-12T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T13:44:03.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>visa madness</title><summary type='text'>the one of the very few times whereby absolutes apply: NEVER leave all administrative work required of you for your overseas studies to the eleventh hour. NEVERRRRRRR!I MISS BRYSON! we suspect he woke up early saturday morning because he knew we were going to be at kallang tennis centre to watch his brother's match. awww. 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HE'S UBER CUTE!". indeed, the chalet at downtown east at the beginning of the week proved to be an absolutely timely bonding session between bryson and us all who adore him. of course, not to neglect htay who came for both of our bbq dinners and even joined us for wild wild wet. unfortunately busy brandon lai couldn't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/115773292994448126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/115773292994448126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2006/09/sept-hols-galore.html' title='sept hols galore'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-115677692605263376</id><published>2006-08-28T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T22:57:53.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mandy's witty day</title><summary type='text'>you're the dimmest of all rays.BRIGHTEN UP.and as mandy added, "let mom see the light!"i NEVER knew mandy could be so BRIGHT. yeah, RIGHT.another little exhibition of her very limited intelligence.mich: mandy, how do you burn ur ears?mandy: light the ear 'wax'?mich: ahh, that was a smart answer. but no, you are wrong.mandy: then, what's the answer?mich: call you while you are ironing. because you</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/115677692605263376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/115677692605263376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2006/08/mandys-witty-day.html' title='mandy&apos;s witty day'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-115652440612374436</id><published>2006-08-26T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T01:25:18.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>suntec city</title><summary type='text'>i just got back from new creation church. i loved the Bible study session. it really drew me closer to God and helped me grow spiritually.friday was a good day. morning was spent with tweenie, afternoon with my darlings - mornique and mandy, night with God, kerjin and jeremy. FRUITFUL DAY :Dbefore the service, there was a notice to parents to encourage their children to maintain silence during </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/115652440612374436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/115652440612374436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2006/08/suntec-city.html' title='suntec city'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-115625209143648843</id><published>2006-08-23T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T13:54:41.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chantal kreviazuk - leaving on a jet plane</title><summary type='text'>all my bags are packed, i'm ready to go.i'm standin' here outside your door.i hate to wake you up to say goodbye.but the dawn is breakin'. it's early morn.the taxi's waitin'. he's blowin' his horn.already i'm so lonesome, i could die.so, kiss me and smile for me.tell me that you'll wait for me.hold me like you'll never let me go.cause i'm leaving on a jet plane.i don't know when i'll be back </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/115625209143648843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/115625209143648843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2006/08/chantal-kreviazuk-leaving-on-jet-plane.html' title='chantal kreviazuk - leaving on a jet plane'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-115609584102318799</id><published>2006-08-21T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T12:16:15.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fah-mi-lee and free-ands</title><summary type='text'>most people around the world stress over the difficulty of making ends meet. needless to say, to afford luxurious items aren't even in their minds. BUT, my dad was exasperatingly pleading us a few hours ago, "please help me! which should i get? the mercedes benz s series or the bmw five series?"the paradigm of bimbo is back with stunningly hilarious lines to tickle your funny bone! mandy begged </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/115609584102318799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/115609584102318799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2006/08/fah-mi-lee-and-free-ands.html' title='fah-mi-lee and free-ands'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-115592538855967095</id><published>2006-08-19T03:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T12:16:37.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ah ma, wo ai ni.</title><summary type='text'>you appeared,and sent shocks into my heart.shocks, i thought i was immuned to.shocks, i have not experienced in a long time.so long that i thought i forgot.then, i was redeemed.thanks to peter.i so am firm on my stand.and that's a GOODBYE TO YOU.off and away,flutter away from my heart.but gosh, YOU ARE SO CUTE.so, it's vindicated.you can remain in my memory.but THAT'S ALL.this is NOT meant to be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/115592538855967095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/115592538855967095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2006/08/ah-ma-wo-ai-ni.html' title='ah ma, wo ai ni.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-115531946054142621</id><published>2006-08-12T03:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T03:30:20.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>extemporaneous</title><summary type='text'>chloe is absolutely hilarious. UNCLE PETE and AUNTY REPEAT. HAHAHAHA. :D that got me laughing for more than just a little while. the dinner with chloe and gang was not as bad as i expected. at least, it wasn't awkward. in fact, we did have fun. i kind of miss those friday-nights-out.I MISS BRYSON! ): ENOUGH MELANCHOLY TO KILL. I WON'T BE ABLE TO SEE BRYSON LATER. HE IS IN MALAYSIA. BOOS.mandy has</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/115531946054142621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/115531946054142621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2006/08/extemporaneous.html' title='extemporaneous'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-115488353297021037</id><published>2006-08-07T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T02:08:52.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the night of rocking cool boys</title><summary type='text'>it is really seldom that such things happen. because i am extremely feministic. but these two boys brightened up my day/night by being really nice. :D see, nice boys do exist. WAHAHAHA.of course, bryson brightens up my day with his existence. needless to say. (: BRYSON ROCKS MOST! WHEE! bryson took this picture HIMSELF using MY CAMERA PHONE!  anyway, here's a tribute to PETER WALKER. my favourite</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/115488353297021037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/115488353297021037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2006/08/night-of-rocking-cool-boys.html' title='the night of rocking cool boys'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085845.post-115471732835088430</id><published>2006-08-05T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T02:52:51.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fee-fi-mo-mandy, MANDY!</title><summary type='text'>i was browsing through mandy's blog archives and i ACCIDENTALLY, if you choose to believe, stumbled upon her november 12, 2005 entry. here is an excerpt:"HAHA = TABOOthe worst thing to say on msn.i cant help using 'haha' on msn. i use it like every second. haha. (see what i mean??)but in the end i still won!! haha. u might not know what in the world i am talking about but some do. (hurhur) ((:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/115471732835088430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085845/posts/default/115471732835088430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelachrymosemirth.blogspot.com/2006/08/fee-fi-mo-mandy-mandy.html' title='fee-fi-mo-mandy, MANDY!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10801662432135085822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
