<?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-398002512186601268</id><updated>2011-09-21T23:53:46.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Light</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Vaire Rivulet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-4003278636172268127</id><published>2010-12-24T00:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T00:35:56.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Beginning</title><content type='html'>Assalamu'alaikum.&lt;br /&gt;Hello people~! I know I've been on hiatus for too long. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;And no, I'm not updating my blog because people asked me to.*pokes*&lt;br /&gt;It's just that I don't wanna let all this go to waste. I'm gonna make this blog better! Improvise a little bit over here and there. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see..updates?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, firstly, I'm officially single again. *grins* Don't ask why, 'kay? It's best for the both of us. I don't want to involve the people I love into something they don't know about. Especially the dangerous secrets of my life. I'm happy that for once, finally, a stranger loved me. Could you believe that? Someone I don't even know loving me. The happiest thing about that was she loved me for who I am. And I'm truly grateful for that. I could never exchange that moment of happiness for the world. And truth be said, I love her. I truly do, with all my heart and soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a week before my 17th birthday, I made the decision to part with her. Not because of our flaws, but I could no longer stand hurting her. I realised that love does indeed blinds a person. But in exchange for that blindness, it takes the person to a beautiful world. One seen only through our hearts. It gave me strength to face the things I could never face alone before. Gave me courage to take a leap of faith and stand for what I believe in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I tell what happened previously? I guess I could type the things I wanted to say on my blog, huh?*smiles*&lt;br /&gt;Everything that happened was related to the incident on 'that' day. The day that made its mark in our school this year, everyone was forced to evacuate the school. And only few people were left to handle 'that'. One of that few was me. I could say that 3 people from our class were asked to help because we were the few who were completely involved, and we were in need of one for reliance to stand up against it. The incident on that day marked the beginning of the worst roller coaster ride in my 17 years of life. It also marked the end of my own self. All in all, it was that single beginning which shed a beautiful fervent light upon my heart. One that would save me from drowning in my own thirst for love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we parted a few months after that incident. Since, it relation to me was somewhat severe than any of them. And I could no longer involve the people I love in this. Thanks to that, I fell deathly ill, with a broken heart and a memory loss. Pathetic, right? But I managed to save the person I love from falling with me. At least her, I would save from all this. Afterall, she was the girl I came to risk everything I had to love. After we parted, I met my senior again. She told me this," You lost everything when you fell in love with that girl. Do you wish to still do everything you can in this short amount of time to protect her, until this thing ends? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you could guess the rest. Of course I did. She even said I was the stupidest guy, who would protect the person he just broke up with. And she smiled when she said that. I guess, you could say that she somehow knew my pain. So, I got it over with ( the remainings of the incident..like duh.), gathered what was left of the broken me and went for retraining. I'm still under the retraining right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided on something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how long it takes, whatever it takes. I will keep moving forward with a smile. I'll keep improving myself, until the day comes when I can fully protect the person I love without hurting her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all I guess. I'll update soon about my 'O' level and my holidays. Goodnight people! Sweet dreams, ayte!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-4003278636172268127?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4003278636172268127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398002512186601268&amp;postID=4003278636172268127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/4003278636172268127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/4003278636172268127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-beginning.html' title='A New Beginning'/><author><name>Vaire Rivulet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-3918026051093743690</id><published>2010-02-16T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T00:04:32.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Firstly, Assalamu'alaikum.&lt;br /&gt;Dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;               As you can see,i haven't been updating this blog for about a month or so.The reason is that my schedules are getting packed and im home late, 6 days a week.Recent news..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last friday to last Sunday,&lt;br /&gt;                 It was the most amazing 3 days and 3 nights of my life.Me and all the secondary 4 students went to Sembawang Terror Sea Scout camp.The camp was called MQ,Management Qolbu, conducted by our brothers and sisters from Bandung,Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                The camp taught me new things that i have yet to discover and understand,it helps me in realising who i am, my reason for being the creation of our Omnipotent God,Allah subhanahu wata'ala.This camp helped me understand the purpose of living on this earth,and the hardships that we must live through to reach the unimaginable heavens with our god and his messengers. And the most importantly,it taught me the meaning of 'ukhuwah',friendship,between our brothers and sisters in Islam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               In the night of the 2nd day, we were called to a self-realising and self-understanding activity.Muhasabah diri as they call it.As the facilitator turned off all the lights and spoke of us,what we had done to our parents,our teachers,our friends and ourselves.What we were supposed to be doing.And what we were supposed to refrain from..Our eyes shed away years and years of regret and resentment,as our hearts give way to realising our sins and mistakes.We hugged each other,begging forgiveness in this unheard darkness.And as we kneeled, and bowed to Allah, we begged for his undying mercy towards us and our parents,our brothers and sisters in Islam and our teachers,in endless stream of tears..Many of us hugged as soon as the lights came to. Our bond,was strengthened by Allah the almighty. Minutes later,white sheets of paper were given to us for a letter to be written to our parents when we return home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To my beloved parents..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though words can never repay for what you've done for me,&lt;br /&gt;The smiles that you've always carved on your fragile faces,&lt;br /&gt;Hidden beneath,your tears of sweat and blood just for my sake&lt;br /&gt;Secretly overflows this silent heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and dad, the ones teaching and educating me&lt;br /&gt;Your endless praise,cheering me on endlessly,&lt;br /&gt;Just for my sake, you hid your bruises and cuts,&lt;br /&gt;Wounded by the endless recklessness of your son,&lt;br /&gt;And still smiling,while hanging on to the fragile strand of hope&lt;br /&gt;Continuously believing in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words the echo in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;Your delicate voices,praising me while struggling&lt;br /&gt;The soft whispers while you held me in your arms&lt;br /&gt;When I cried if regret and resentment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it may not be worth risking&lt;br /&gt;Your hops for me that stood unshaken&lt;br /&gt;For now and forever,as this heart beats&lt;br /&gt;And this soul, filled with your endless grace and care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-3918026051093743690?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3918026051093743690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398002512186601268&amp;postID=3918026051093743690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/3918026051093743690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/3918026051093743690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/firstly-assalamualaikum.html' title=''/><author><name>Vaire Rivulet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-1274340415398938861</id><published>2010-01-27T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T23:08:22.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello people~..another late post.My apologies for the unofficialized hiatus.Anyways,here's a new poem made by me,comments are welcomed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The unwinding time&lt;br /&gt;Unravels but in vague presence&lt;br /&gt;As mind, comforted by procrastination&lt;br /&gt;Prolongs a distant assurance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Distracted,&lt;br /&gt;Insecurity and insensitivity rushes through&lt;br /&gt;As time passes in protruded adrenaline&lt;br /&gt;Dissipating in nebulous conscience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm,i think that's all for now.^^&lt;br /&gt;Good luck guys~!for the upcoming exams,tests,competitions and etcetera..&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight~!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-1274340415398938861?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1274340415398938861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398002512186601268&amp;postID=1274340415398938861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/1274340415398938861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/1274340415398938861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Vaire Rivulet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-2263190825114956157</id><published>2010-01-13T20:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T20:29:55.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys~..sorry for the long wait.But Nomad is now officially blogging again!(just for today actually since Syu kept bugging me to update~.hehe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see~..the holidays~,*breathes in*.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Johor,barbequed for two days straight.A week later,went to Malacca to visit my grandma and new baby cousin.She's friggin' cute!haha.Another week later,went to Perak for vacation.huahuahua.^^*breathes out*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated New Year People~!!like really belated..=.=&lt;br /&gt;Also,Happy birthday to my one and only father~!woohooo!you're 48 dad~.&lt;br /&gt;And Happy birthday to Mr.Hamkha bin Ali Khan..Your sweet 16 ey?haha.*pokepoke*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New updates~..*scratches head*.&lt;br /&gt;         Getting my RC licence(or is it license..or licensce?0_o'')this Sunday.yippeee yar yay!And guess what?Its going to cost me 7 hours to get it.sheesh..7 precious hours of my life poofs away.haha..I need to take the exam btw to guide the little kids next week for their CCA.^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh-oh!!I just remembered something awesome~!Since this year will be my final year in Madrasah Al-Junied Al Islamiah,I'll be participating in most competitions..yes,people!And that includes inter-madrasah!huahuahua..xD&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go all out this year~.^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,since that's all..Just wanna give you guys(the participants for inter-madrasah) another heads up.Almost all of the elites,aka division A guys(under 18),and yes,that includes me..will be participating in this year's inter-mad..so go all out people and lets have the most awesome year of our lives!!wooohoooo!!That's all people,i'll be on hiatus for the next few months or so i think..studying for 'O' levels.^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITTE-KIMASU!!GANBATTE~!MINNA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-2263190825114956157?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2263190825114956157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398002512186601268&amp;postID=2263190825114956157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/2263190825114956157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/2263190825114956157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Vaire Rivulet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-8441240907055221623</id><published>2009-11-26T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T22:35:12.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guess i'll do one last post before i leave for overseas.^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my 16th birthday, things start to become a roller-coaster outta control. I started volunteering for a ton of stuffs even though i knew that this body is the most fragile during the monsoon season. But i kept being optimistic, saying to myself that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the harder i push myself forward,the more happier I will be in the future.&lt;/span&gt; And guess what?it didn't turn our as bad as i thought it would be.*laughs*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first volunteered for the RockOn Singapore!An international - or so they say - rock climbing competition.It was held on two consecutive weekends,and was fortunately very tiring.I completely exhausted my body within those two weekends. And also,there was an incident regarding &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Us&lt;/span&gt;. And it was the second official time my face turned red.*laughs*.Thank goodness Nubs wasn't there to see it. After that,went out a couple of times with the RC-ers..scaled the six meter wall over and over again. Japanese students from Yamamoto Gakuen High School came to our school, and we introduced them to rock climbing. The person getting the most gasps and cheers were predictably one of the three elites because he scaled the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;roof&lt;/span&gt;.Note:Roof is the part of the wall that is parallel to the ground.I've to admit,he was quite impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the week before students from secondary three went to Sentosa.My class was set loose as soon as we landed.And we went wild~!literally.Dashed straight to the beach and went swimming. Zacques,Q and me had a few problems to be taken care of so we set on a journey to find the hidden shop that sells *********.*laughs*.We literally got lost searching for that particular shop,went to different parts of the island and also met Syu and her friends - they were having an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amazing Race&lt;/span&gt; - along the way.After roaming through parts which we weren't supposed to be intruding,we finally found that shop. But the part we ughh-ed the most was that the shop was right near the beach and we searched the entire island just to find three frigging pairs of it.*laughs*. After enjoying our time wearing each other out in the waist deep part of the sea, we head towards a food court.And had only like ten minutes left on the clock before the bus leaves.Then, after heading back for school, I went out with her friends for lunch.^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*scratched head*.Had a post-examination activity for the juniors a few days before our excursion, and it was rock climbing.This particular activity was held to recruit eight students from the primary level into the RC.The next day, these eight students compete against each other on the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Speed Wall&lt;/span&gt; so we could understand their weaknesses and train them for next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days after the Japanese Students exchange program, a carnival was held and Rock Climbing was part of it.It was fun,seeing my beloved juniors enjoying themselves and laughing around with their friends.It was definitely a day I will never forget.Later,the rock climbers began remaking their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boulder routes&lt;/span&gt; to further challenge their skills and abilities.And also,on that day I received my report book,my position improved by four seats and my percentage improved by more than two percent.That was quite satisfying,though I must say I still need to improve on my academic studies for next year's O level Examination. Anyways, I was happy with my overall result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its almost a week after receiving the report book. And my trainings have already gone underway.And by the way,gyms are not for me.*grins*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  Congrats to Syu for winning gold medal for the 4 x 100m relay and silver for 100m solo.I must say,you're much more impressive than i gave you credit for.hehe.&lt;br /&gt;And also to my beloved friends, my apologies if i haven't been spending time with you guys.We'll go for training as soon as i return kay?^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-8441240907055221623?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8441240907055221623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398002512186601268&amp;postID=8441240907055221623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/8441240907055221623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/8441240907055221623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/guess-ill-do-one-last-post-before-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Vaire Rivulet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-6193047359229622795</id><published>2009-10-18T09:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T09:34:30.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 16th Birthday Nomad~!!</title><content type='html'>Nomad:"Burn baby,burn~!!"&lt;br /&gt;Cake    :"Hurry,get the ICE-ing!This guy's gone mad!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A lame joke in the morning makes things fun~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A tonne of thanks to wish-ers,and pre-sabotage-ers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;        Went out with cuzzies,to celebrate my birthday.And they bought a PS3.And I'm still not tall enough okay~.Unlike you guys.Went to popeye's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeez,i don't really feel like blogging today.I'll just keep it short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blablabla.Ellouise,I hate you~!!*laughs* just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Calling Autumn:Let's start the recording as soon as exams end.&lt;br /&gt;To Ameegos:Our performance last week was fun~!Not really the best performance,but still,it's fun~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Sabotage-ers:Spare at least my wally(wallet) ,phone and uniform tomorrow please~!^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all,will upload picures as soon as possible.^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck for your exams tomorrow guys~!!Ganbatte!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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Rivulet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-7949848396916140220</id><published>2009-10-04T09:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T10:48:20.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good morning~!!It's been like what..a week since I've updated?*laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday,2nd October &lt;br /&gt;It was unlike any usual day at school.The entire student body wore baju kurung to school.Not to mention the teachers too.And today,the prohibited usage of handphones were exempted.So?here comes the pictures..^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s263.photobucket.com/albums/ii144/codesoulz/?action=view&amp;current=Rushdyariff_279.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img 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was quite heavy..Let's move on.Later,after school.The RC members went out raya-ing at everyone's houses(well,not exactly everyone).We ended up at my house before returning home at 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday,3rd October&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday~!!was awesome!!The mass moved out early in the morning while i was still snoozing off.By the time i joined,they'd already covered four houses.We met up at Zacques',before running off-raiding other houses.And here are the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s263.photobucket.com/albums/ii144/codesoulz/?action=view&amp;current=DSC03171.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii144/codesoulz/DSC03171.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s263.photobucket.com/albums/ii144/codesoulz/?action=view&amp;current=DSC03175.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii144/codesoulz/DSC03175.jpg" border="0" 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border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*groans*,and i'm already worn out from yesterday..took the last bus from Sengkang,ditching Q and the other westerners.And a taxi from woodlands.Reached home at half-past midnight.Guess that's all.See ya~!going out raya-ing with the class of monkeys again today..*laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I was burning under the sun,&lt;br /&gt;Melting candles when you held out your hands,&lt;br /&gt;And it was soft,under the warmth of your skin,&lt;br /&gt;Numbing the pain as it sinks within..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-7949848396916140220?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7949848396916140220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys~!sorry for the late posts.Apparently,I replaced my post with an older(it was inadverted).So i'll just type something short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't as easy as I thought,&lt;br /&gt;Living in this world of lies with greed in our hearts,&lt;br /&gt;While in our eyes we see the poor,sick and dying,&lt;br /&gt;All we could ever do was pray that god would protect them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my very short posts,ey?^^&lt;br /&gt;Take care guys~!Here are some photos during Hari Raya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s263.photobucket.com/albums/ii144/codesoulz/?action=view&amp;current=DSC03086.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii144/codesoulz/DSC03086.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s263.photobucket.com/albums/ii144/codesoulz/?action=view&amp;current=DSC03085.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/9083681516034961541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/9083681516034961541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey-guyssorry-for-late-posts.html' title=''/><author><name>Vaire Rivulet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-9133492696630092650</id><published>2009-09-08T13:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T14:10:03.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 16th Birthday Ellouise~!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys~!Sorry for the long wait,'ve been busy with somethings.Besides,blogger is getting on my nerves.*laughs*.What news do i bear today?Let's see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th September,&lt;br /&gt;    After prayers,Me,Zacques and some friends planned to enjoy ourselves and celebrate the end of Continuous Assesments.But one of the youths took a hold of my arm and dragged me to the upper level.Reason?A short rehearsal for a performance on the next day,I was there only for a short while though.Later,I had to rush to a local gaming shop to meet with Zacques and the others - thinking that they had already checked in - before i realised that they were sitting by the sides,waiting for other gamers to end their games.I gave up waiting for them within half an hour.Then,I had to rush(again) all the way to school for RC.Took out a white training pants from my bag and headed for the restroom before striding to the hall.It was a surprise!Many unfamiliar faces were there,laughing at one another while falling off the wall.Looked like they were having fun,so,oh well!Joined the crowd and completed some unfinished routes.Bullied a person twice my size.*laughs*.And taught a newcomer some basic muscle training.After falling off the wall for the millionth time,I attempted to complete a 'cooldown' route.That was before i realised the muscles in my arm were aching really bad.I couldn't hold anything,my wrist weren't moving and my hands went numb.Figured I tore a few muscles strings.Well,a new day,a new injury,right?*laughs*.Placed a handful of ice on the wound of one hand and chatted with Syu and the others with the other.And I was already beginning to worry about tomorrow's performance,I was considering wrapping a microphone to my hand with duck tapes already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th September,&lt;br /&gt;     Got out of the house at 1,hands were feeling better than yesterday.Arrived sooner than expected and had to wait for the others for more than two hours.The performance was bad~!As in really bad!It was beyond embarassing singing in the middle of high ranking people with the equipments being faulty.Especially that damn microphone.After breaking our fasts,I had to leave as soon as possible to meet up with another friend - to do him a special favor - at his house.Arrived at approximately 9.Laughed at one anothers' dumb reaction while doing that 'favor'.Ended at 10:30 PM,and quickly went to Cheers for some food cuz my tummy was already grumbling.Took an MRT to cuzzies and slept at 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th September,&lt;br /&gt;    Woke up at 5 and didn't sleep until much later.Went to Geylang with cuzzies and my family to get the guys some new clothes.We(the guys) raided all the nearby shops,from i-don't-know-what-its-called complex to Tanjong Katong Complex.It was fun though,tried out only a pair of clothes before deciding to buy them.It ended with us happily spending our parents' dollars on foods.*grins innocently*.Asked for another day with my cuzzies from my parents and was approved.So,we had a feast for breakfast!!It was scrumptious!or scrumptuous,or scrumtious..Anyways,stuffed down a kebab,barbequed chicken wings with rice,chicken wings with honey and tons more of unhealthy food.*laughs*.Slept at 3 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7th September,&lt;br /&gt;    It was fun~!!But i'll keep it a secret,hehe.Slept at 2 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8th September,&lt;br /&gt;    Also known as today,woke up at 9 and headed for the shower before returning home.Now I've got nothing else to do besides trying to think of something to do.What an awkward day,and I'm thinking whether I should have dinner with Azure and Bestie tomorrow.*scratches head*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,that's all i think.Sorry again for the long wait.*grins*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-9133492696630092650?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-2098608625472755374</id><published>2009-08-22T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T00:32:57.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys~!Its officially 22nd of August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way,sorry for making you wait for this post.I'm gonna make it special kays?*laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do I start?*scratches head*&lt;br /&gt;Oh,National Day was awesome~!The 6JDs(non-official band name) had their very first performance on stage.Waiting for our cue was nerve-wrecking!I could've sworn I passed out a few seconds just before our turn.And I almost hyperventilated!I was thinking,"Oh god~!Don't hyperventilate please,please,please~!!".And i didn't,*jumps*.And overall,it was a great success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the next few weeks re-building my stamina,studying and thinking of the things I should do next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebuilding my own stamina took a longer period than i expected.I used up three days each week for three weeks just to regain my leg muscles.It was ubber frustrating~!Reconstructing mental endurance was a challenge too.(I lost confidence in myself after failing to complete a 2.4 kilometre circuit around the stadium under ten minutes after i've recovered from my illness.)The final week also known as this week,I trained on Monday and Thursday.On Monday,I made a 2.7 km run from home to the park.Wednesday,had RC till late evening.Returned home at 7:15.Friday/Today,after having done my friday prayers,it was raining heavily.Lightnings and thunders brewed every few minutes.So,I had to sprint all the way from Sultan Mosque to school which was unexpectedly quick.Secretly,I was jumping for joy because I've regained my stamina and much more than I'd expected and I'm almost at the same level as Q.*grins*.Later,we had a party in class.Q brought in tons of snacks and crackers.And all of us were munching and crunching simultaneously while passing around the foods and playing soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much,much later.I went for RC.It was the greatest day of my rock climbing history.*laughs*.We were bouldering continuously though falling was unavoidable.It was as if today was the last day of school.*laughs*.I can't remember the number of times I fell before my hands went completely numb.But I insisted on climbing though,the others were pushing their bodies to it's limit too.After a couplle of hours falling off the same route,we finally decided to pack up and get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that's all huh?*laughs*.Goodnight people~!And happy fasting~!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-2098608625472755374?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-2340543290622601407</id><published>2009-08-06T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T22:17:43.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tomorrow's THE big day people~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*screams*,save me~!*laughs*&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying not to hyperventilate here,mostly due to nervous-breakdown.*laughs*.Geez,can't even make this dang post sound interesting.Well,these past few days were quite dull.Let's see,*scratches head*,I broke a thermometer in the science lab during physics and paid five bucks for it.Tuesday went as usual,and I helped some friends design as well as write in calligraphy font for their 'National Day' project.Wednesday~,forced to assist another group of friends finish their malay poetry in calligraphy writing.*sighs*.Thursday?Chemistry was unusually noisy with students drowning our teacher with waves of questions.Physics ended early(though it was 2:45 when it ended).After prayers, had this kind of motivational booster session with the most interesting guy on the planet.Later,6JDs(the name of our temporary band) had some rehearsals.And I was finally acknowledged by one of the professional singers from the joint band.It was exhilarating,really.The rehearsal continued till about 6 or 7PM but I decided it was time to get some rest and went home soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,I'm trying to gather all the courage and guts for tomorrow's performance.Wish me luck people~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S, Q's the host for the event tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-2340543290622601407?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-694243249615118415</id><published>2009-08-02T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T22:32:10.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys~,sorry for the late post.'ve been stressed out with my new life.*smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,I'll try to recall as much events as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday-Wednesday,&lt;br /&gt;      Class was utterly boring,with the constant noises and screams made by my mates.I finally completed the assignment given by my Law lecturer.But he was too lazy to even enter my class such as that i wasn't able to hand in the assignment due on Friday.The weren't much events occuring this week,most of them were probably covered up by a certain someone from the public's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday &amp; Friday,&lt;br /&gt;       Between these two days - I'm sure it was thursday because i was late - it was the most shocking day of my life!I finally witnessed the class monitor lose his cool.His last nerve was abruptly broken by Meyo for being exaggeratedly annoying - though he's always annoying with his I'll-always-win attitude - during recess.Note the 'annoying' part being said twice.You wouldn't believe what my monitor literally shouted,it was something like '(some vulgars i couldn't tell you guys because it was continuous and super fast that my usual brain couldn't keep up with but it ended with something like) your mother is such a *****..'&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;       I was like 'You go dad~!Nice~!' but he got to his feet and walked away.Later,the temporal band and I had a pre-performance at the Assembly Hall in front of Sir A. and another guy-i-dunno-wth-his-name-is.I messed up some vocal chords,and my pitch was too high plus i was nervous and half hyperventilating throughout the time i was infront of home.And i can't believe this band is going to sing ON STAGE somewhen between next Thursday and Friday.And I've stage fright,but if there was ever any cameras in the area,I won't be able to voice a single word.*falls to knees*.Wish me luck for the performance will you?*grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday &amp; Sunday&lt;br /&gt;       The worst day in my life,at midnight,just when I was about to get some sleep after watching some lame movies,I inadvertedly stepped on my phone.And it goes CRACK!The screen was broken,and that marks the beginning of the two day bad luck ordeal.Some bad stuffs happened to me,it was depressing.Felt like a sword was being contantly hanged over my head.But anyways,in the end,another day gone and a new day comes by right?*smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now i guess.Oh,and I'm making a new blog,I'll tell you guys about it when it's done yeah?I'll probably post some covers made by me and some original songs.Night people~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you already~..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-694243249615118415?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/feeds/694243249615118415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398002512186601268&amp;postID=694243249615118415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/694243249615118415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/694243249615118415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-guyssorry-for-late-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Vaire Rivulet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-4953549402623045289</id><published>2009-07-23T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T20:28:03.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*crumples emo guy into a ball and kicks him out the window*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was inconceivably awesome~!And a little scary at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday,&lt;br /&gt;      I woke up late this morning,about six-ten I reckon.And as usual,I can't be bothered by the voices constantly yelling in my head stipulating me to hurry up.And it became my second streak of arriving late to school.Being immune to the commands of the prefects hovering around the school gate,I wafted to the toilet and washed up before retreating to the congregation of the late-comers unnoticed.*grins*.Later,just when I was approaching my class,paper planes flew by me.The usually boisterous friends of mine were even more energetic.And it was like seven-fifty in the morning!Gosh,they must've gone haywire during the assembly.More planes hovered the class as i entered.It was a mess,sheets of papers were laying on the cement floor covered in footsteps of my friends.And there were shouts and screams echoing through the first ten minutes before my language teacher stormed in and warned us.But to no avail.Poor teacher~.Anyways,only two were absent,both were having fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prayer for the loom of the eclipse were fine- till sermon inaugurated.Bunches of students were dozing off during the oration.In the end,we couldn't see the eclipse because of the gray sky towering over the school and showering droplets of cold water over us.Overall,it was insanely awesome~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday,&lt;br /&gt;        Woke up at six,again.Arrived late,again.Assembly was unusually entertaining,chuckling at the images of my friends being slideshow-ed for all to see.After that,more paper planes soared around the class.Only this time,fourteen of us were present.The remaining seventeen were sick with fever,it was a crisis and our class were on the verge of bacterial contamination.Then,there were thirteen.Zacques was ill too,and vomitted i think.He returned home before recess.The rest of the day flew by like the sea breeze blowing on our faces.I wonder how many will survive tomorrow's ordeal.*laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's all.Nights~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-4953549402623045289?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-5917989832104713718</id><published>2009-07-21T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T22:10:25.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the only word i can think of right now.The reasons?I won't type.I'm in a terribly bad mood today.This is why I don't really like having close relationships with students in my school.Don't take it to heart if you're confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News:Our band will be having a performance on National Day*cheers*.Our first ever performance besides last year's terrible outcome.Also,we'll be performing with two to three other bands in our school.A so called 'band-merge'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guess being me was never a good thing.Now with a huge backstabbed sign on my back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-5917989832104713718?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5917989832104713718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398002512186601268&amp;postID=5917989832104713718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/5917989832104713718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/5917989832104713718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/speechless.html' title=''/><author><name>Vaire Rivulet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-6665175201325930252</id><published>2009-07-17T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T21:33:37.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The light and cold mist of early dawn chilled me to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday,&lt;br /&gt;  I've always wondered if it was okay for me to be myself.So today,i took that chance.Most people didn't noticed the change in my usual attitude/mood.And my body seems to be almost healed.Lessons began as usual,with my class teacher having this kind of teaching evaluation test.I had my close friend's homemade hotdog rolls for recess,it was exceptionally good.After lessons ended, I went for prayers at Sultan's and played around with the synthetic rock wall in our school soon after.Then,i had lunch with my mates and went for rehearsal.I made this new song called Breathe,and I'll be having band rehearsal tomorrow.So,if anyone wants to join me,please text or offline message me by three tomorrow morning.And we still have a slot for a drummer before Ellouise trains me to multi-play instruments for the album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,i guess that's all.I'm going to NSSCC tomorrow by the way.&lt;br /&gt;See ya~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wish I could hold you in my arms,&lt;br /&gt;And comfort your agonizing cries,&lt;br /&gt;Staying up all night just to watch over you,&lt;br /&gt;Whispering I love you when those eyes gazed into mine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're the angel I could never reach,&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard I tried to fly,&lt;br /&gt;So till the day these wings touched your heart,&lt;br /&gt;Wait for me,love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-6665175201325930252?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6665175201325930252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398002512186601268&amp;postID=6665175201325930252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/6665175201325930252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/6665175201325930252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/light-and-cold-mist-of-early-dawn.html' title=''/><author><name>Vaire Rivulet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-2514271366250212225</id><published>2009-07-16T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T21:29:27.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today,&lt;br /&gt;    Dawn wakes up with nothing but downpour,and i sprinted with my injured and fractured leg all the way to school.Thank goodness the lights in my class were switched off.I had to remove my then drenched uniform,leaving my body with just a t-shirt.It was uber embarassing~,because my body was all bruised and broken by yesterday's training.And yet i accepted a classmate's dare to be kicked at the ribs.He missed,it was way~ off target.His ankle crushed my kidney in an indescribeable way.Yeah~,you could guess what happens next.Well,i coughed out blood a little - because i was still sick from last month and hadn't recovered yet - but i quickly wiped it off before they saw.It was the most excruciating five seconds of my life.And thanks to something i trained for in the past,it faded as quickly as it burned.But left a painless blue-black mark on my kidney,well,not exactly painless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess was usual.But the announcement after during the periods after recess was a total letdown.Assemblies and prayers for the secondaries and pre-u(s) will resume as usual starting from tomorrow.*Jeers*,after school,i planned to go for RC workout.But my body is still fatigued.So yeah,maybe i'll be joining trainer and the rest for gym tomorrow after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's all.Nights!^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-2514271366250212225?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2514271366250212225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398002512186601268&amp;postID=2514271366250212225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/2514271366250212225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/2514271366250212225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-dawn-wakes-up-with-nothing-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Vaire Rivulet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-8973745680611925767</id><published>2009-07-15T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T22:49:52.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was definitely one of the most tiresome days in my life.With a light sprinkle of fun and suspense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was beyond boring,with Malay being the worst core subject ever.No offense.We had this so called assembly this morning due to the guests from Astro Malaysia visiting and recording every single thing we did.None of the students from my class were hyped by the media.*yawns*,forgive my rudeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school,&lt;br /&gt;       I was pranked on by Merox,thanks girl.Now i'm a little freaked out with her.By the way,if you're reading this post right now,please try to refrain using that kind of language on me.And no more pranks please.*grins*.Later,i went for RC training with trainer and the others at Kent Ridge.It was freaking tiring,we had to go through almost twenty kinds of muscle stamina training.And do two to three sets of eachAnd to top it all off,we had to overcome the obstacles under seven minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later,&lt;br /&gt;      After training had ended,coach sent us on a detour to our homes.I reached mine at eight thirty.And my palms were glowing crimson red.Thank god i didn't get any blisters today.*laughs*,but unfortunately,Reverend had rope burns all over his right palm.If it was his left,we can all say good bye to our lead guitarist.*laughs*,just kidding.As if i'd abandon my own bandmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,i think that's all.Goodnight guys~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-8973745680611925767?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8973745680611925767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398002512186601268&amp;postID=8973745680611925767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/8973745680611925767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/8973745680611925767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-was-definitely-one-of-most.html' title=''/><author><name>Vaire Rivulet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-6463469969237413556</id><published>2009-07-14T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T00:00:09.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's not much to say today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've received an excellent grade for English today,it's unusual though.Teacher said it was as if my feelings are written down within those sentences.Don't ask what those sentences were,it's better if people don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After School,&lt;br /&gt;      Chemistry classes for boys began at two forty-five,but i ditched it and took the classes for girls at three thirty because I'd already made plans with my best friend.But in the end,I missed both classes.Reason?late.So, i approached our Chemistry teacher and asked her about the topics she'd taught the classes.She explained some things and gave me a worksheet to do at home,but i finished it as soon as she arrived at the teachers' office.Got a warning then.Later,i was requested to clean up the Assembly Hall for the coming of tomorrow's guest before returning home.Hadn't had much to do then,slept for a long while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll end this post with a poem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Breathe,&lt;br /&gt;As i touched your hands with mine&lt;br /&gt;Under the cold autumn rain,&lt;br /&gt;With a smile carved on my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll embrace you in my arms,&lt;br /&gt;whispering in your ears&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you suffer alone,&lt;br /&gt;So please trust me on this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-6463469969237413556?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6463469969237413556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398002512186601268&amp;postID=6463469969237413556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/6463469969237413556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/6463469969237413556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/theres-not-much-to-say-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Vaire Rivulet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-6556177529250111461</id><published>2009-07-13T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T22:52:09.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Walking along the streets i didn't recongize&lt;br /&gt;With a guitar on my back and a broken body i didnt realise&lt;br /&gt;That all these are just the walks of my life&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't really matter if i'm lost as long as i wish survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,that my heart is frozen in time&lt;br /&gt;And my body lay broken and cold under the midnight sky&lt;br /&gt;I stared up at the sky and sighed as tears roll down my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if i'll ever be able to let people into my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Another part of my poems.Feel free to critique or compliment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today wasn't exactly the happiest day of my life,but hey,it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went off at 1,and arrived at the carnival at about 4.The reason i was late was because i got lost alot along the way.But all thanks to Azure and her friends,i somehow managed to reach the carnival before i gave up hope.*laughs*.Right at the gate,my heart beat spiked at an incredulous rate,and before i knew it,i was hyperventilating.Deja vu much,huh?So i speed dialled a friend's number and met with him and the others.Then,i met with Azure - and was caught off guard.I hyperventilated again - and her friends.She was quite mad at me for not saying 'hi' to her.My bad Azure~.Later,i met up with a bestfriend and she waved at me.I hyperventilated again,*groans*.So,me and the others tour-ed around the school,before they ditched me!Geez,i forgive them though.After sweeping almost all the foods at the first stall i saw,i had some lunch with my friends - which is of course,my treat -before meeting up with my bestfriend at the stop.We went somewhere then,i'd rather not tell you people but its nothing important you should know about.Later,i sent her home.I reached mine at 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats the end i guess..i've to come up with better posts next time.^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-6556177529250111461?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6556177529250111461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398002512186601268&amp;postID=6556177529250111461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/6556177529250111461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/6556177529250111461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/walking-along-streets-i-didnt-recongize.html' title=''/><author><name>Vaire Rivulet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-3590895361729207357</id><published>2009-07-11T04:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T13:34:12.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Drifting under the unending waves of pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'd never ask for my life to be prolonged,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But as long as this heart still beats for everyone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'd risk it so i could see their smiles again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know there are some things that could never be undone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No matter how much i wish time would unwind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But now,holding onto the promises i've made,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll hold my breath and let it wade on my shoulders..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is my 30th post,so i'll probably type something boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at my cousin's right now,and home alone.They've all went out early this morning.So what should i post about today?*scratches head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my fourth day of training,but it was a little special.I was having loads of free time that i decided to join in the Mass Video Project with my classmates.It was kind of crappy because i was the cameraman,and their acting was over-exaggerated.After that,i went for RC training.Well,not much of a training actually.I tried completing the new routes that my trainer had been making,well,it was quite challenging..but awesome.The others tried too,but only one managed to finish it.I thought i dislocated my ankle joint when i fell off the two meter plus wall.It hurt,so i stamp my foot on the crash mat,and guess what?It didn't hurt anymore.*laughs*,later that night,i went to my cousin's.I was planning on running at Choa Chu Kang Stadium,but since i had to watch over this house,i think i may have to cancel my plan.So,my plan for tomorrow would probably be going for a solo rehearsal,then to my friends' school carnival.As long as my body can keep up with me,i think i'll manage it somehow.*grins*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,i think that's all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-3590895361729207357?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3590895361729207357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398002512186601268&amp;postID=3590895361729207357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/3590895361729207357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/3590895361729207357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/drifting-under-unending-waves-of-pain.html' title=''/><author><name>Vaire Rivulet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-7964337667315134157</id><published>2009-07-09T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T18:52:56.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tuesday, 7th July.&lt;br /&gt;           Time in school went by a little fast today,besides the other periods,Physics was strangely awesome today.Our teacher made us - the guys- do a little experiment using a metal and  a glass rod,while the girls were asked to boil water in a beaker and a test tube.We were supposed to hold the far end of the rods using a rug,or is it a rag?But what ever it is,guess what my lab partner used?A neighbouring partner's handkerchief!I was like,"hehe,let's finish this before he finds out."Then some ignorant friends of mine  held the burning metal road with his bare hands,then when it flared red,he was screaming like a girl.No offense to the female readers.Later,we switched experiments with the girls.And Ziq's test tube dropped and shatters in tiny bits when my friend disturbed him,well,at least the bottom part of it broke.And our teacher was insanely furious.Not because my friend broke the tube,but because he could've hurt his friends when he decided to bother other people's assignments.And that was pretty much it,he - my friend - was asked to pay for the damages he'd done.That evening,i went for training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally~,i went for training at 6:13 and arrived home an hour and a half later.It was awesome!The ending part at least.I'll start from the beginning.On my to the BP park,i met a band of monkeys,or is it a family?*scratches head*,well whatever.So,with some light warm up,i jogged from my house,all the way to the park.It was about a kilometre away from home.Then i met with the monkeys - well,they weren't scared of me at all-.Then i ran continuously for the next half an hour just to test my stamina.And i sucked pretty bad actually,hadn't been running for three weeks and i'm already like a turtle.Then,i had some sprints along the way and shaved off a split second off my record.By the end of forty-five minutes,i was dead beat.So i went to this sort of exercising thing and started jumping like an idiot,desperate to grab it but to no avail.*sighs*.Soon,i gave up and started jogging again,but real slow.A few hundred metres later,i was close to the end of the cycling-jogging path.Now,right infront of me was a narrow road.So,I tightened my shoes and sprinted about 170 metres before my knees failed me.And guess what?My record for that sprint was 24.31 seconds.I was like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What the heck?!Why am i THAT slow?!.*&lt;/span&gt;Laughs*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;Then i made a few rounds before running again from end to end.It was THAT part that was the best.I couldn't feel my legs,and i couldn't hear my uneven breathing.That was the run that i've been waiting for all these while.I didn't stop for the next 4 kilometres or so,until the side effects kicked in.Aww~,so sad.Well,all those pills and medicines i've been taking must have taken a toll on me, right?*laughs*,guess i've not fully recovered,huh?By the last fifteen minutes,i slow-jogged halfway home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday,8th July.&lt;br /&gt;            This morning was undeniably excruciating.My legs were screaming in pain,and there were blisters on my feet.But it was no use,i couldn't not go to school.I almost arrived late,and didn't had any breakfast.So,i had tea and some weird food.I don't know what its called.The rest of the time in school was unexciting,but something caught me off guard when i was on my way downstairs,Suzy called for me and said that _ _ _ _ sent me her regards,and i thought i fell on my butt - which i didn't - and she went all,"hehe,looks like someone's got a crush on you!" and my face went all red and my ears were burning as if i'd just got out of an oven,and it didn't fade till i got home.Then,Mother was almost accusing me of smoking when i told her that i'd be sleeping over at a friend's house this Saturday,and she went all,"You're sleeping at your smoker friend's house?Maybe you're smoking too."So,you could guess what happens next.And no,there was no fight.She is just worried i guess,but i look after myself enough not to be caught in that circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm,i guess that's all..im quite beyond exhausted,and a little fatigued.*laughs*.^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-7964337667315134157?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7964337667315134157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398002512186601268&amp;postID=7964337667315134157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/7964337667315134157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/7964337667315134157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/tuesday-7th-july.html' title=''/><author><name>Vaire Rivulet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-5460273018133854576</id><published>2009-07-07T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T22:24:38.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been awhile since i've updated this blog,so i'll give a complete report on the days i've missed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday,3rd July.&lt;br /&gt;        Went for jamming as planned,but it turned out to be a complete disaster..fine~,almost a total disaster.My band's new drummer will be needing some practicing,because he doesn't have much experience playing the instrument(s).And we didn't even get to rehearse our first song due to uncertain reasons.Later that night,i went to Causeway Point to watch Transformers:Revenge of The Fallen with my family.It ended approximately around 1:50 AM in the morning.And i'd already planned to overnight at my cousin's,but they're already snoozing by the time i arrived.Overall,a bad Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday,4th July.&lt;br /&gt;        This morning,i cancelled my plan to rock climb with my friends since i was still fatigued from last night.But a new plan was already made by the time i woke up.A friend invited me to join her for an outing.I was the second to arrive!!*jumps in excitement*,and she came last.At first,the guys were outnumbered,3-2.But then,Zacques and the others arrive,making it even.We had lunch,then went for bowling at Kovan and played at the Arcade later.After another set of lunch,we parted ways.And the guys were outnumbered again.*laughs*,but it was fun though,MEYO and i accompanied the ladies to window shopping..or shopping,whichever suits better.After that,we went to the library and chatted about ghost stuffs,and ended up with another unrelated topic.Then,we travelled from hougang all~the way to marsiling.I ended up reaching my cousin at 8:45 PM.It was immensely strenuous.I slept through the night like a baby..or a log.*laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday,5th July.&lt;br /&gt;         Nothing much happened,plans were cancelled yet again and rendered useless.So i decided to waste these vast amount of time on the computer.Slept at three in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday,6th July.&lt;br /&gt;         Won't be typed down on this post.Anyways Happy Youth Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of line:My heart isn't yours to be toyed with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-5460273018133854576?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5460273018133854576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398002512186601268&amp;postID=5460273018133854576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/5460273018133854576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/5460273018133854576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-been-awhile-since-ive-updated-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Vaire Rivulet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-5247274579435278842</id><published>2009-07-03T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T20:13:25.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One of the things that i can't seem to repudiate about my nature is venting anger on someone else,and apparently thats shameful,and quite impolite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'm working on it though,wish me luck yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd July,&lt;br /&gt;        I woke up late this morning,around six.Reached school even later.The whole period before recess went by quite fast,Chemistry was the best out of the rest.*laughs*,fast forward &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;,last period was Physics.Booo!I slept throughout the period,well,not really.Teacher gave us some work to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see the schedule for the rest of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday,Zacques is thinking about jamming after our Friday prayers.Its not confirmed yet though,since ameegos has YESCOM and he himself is preparing for the debate thing this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday,RC.Finally!I missed out last week's training,so i'll have to make up for it.We'll be at the dairy farm all day long.i think.*laughs*,later that evening,i'll be running around Woodlands Stadium.I'm getting fat!*grins*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday,i'll be heading towards Tampines Stadium in early dawn.Do some leg stamina and muscle training before knocking myself out at the gym with school friends.*groans*,and maybe they'll drown me in the pool too!*laughs*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think thats all.See ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-5247274579435278842?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-7548160420228495180</id><published>2009-07-01T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T22:26:16.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Getting tired for three days straight isn't exactly that great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's converse about yesterday shall we?&lt;br /&gt;Monday,29th of June.&lt;br /&gt;        I was awakened by the ruckus caused by my phone's alarm,made my way to school just when the blue dawn sky was about to fade.As soon as i arrived,quite a number of students were seen queuing up outside the school gate.At first,it looked like the gates were locked,but as i get nearer.It seems like prefects were taking temperatures of the arriving students.Most of them passed the 'clearance'.Class was boring,except getting to meet my friends again of course!Hugs were passed around,as in guy hugs.*laughs*.Nothing much happened.I was already sick,so theres nothing much i can do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday,30th of June.&lt;br /&gt;       Almost everything gyrated exactly the same today.Classes had already begun.The morning was quite dull actually,most of the guys in my class were already half asleep by third period.Recess ended quite late,with some of my friends playing around by the corridor.It IS the corridor,isn't it?Did some revision at home that night.The end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all.Gosh!i've got to come up with better posts!*laughs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-7548160420228495180?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7548160420228495180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398002512186601268&amp;postID=7548160420228495180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/7548160420228495180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/7548160420228495180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/getting-tired-for-three-days-straight.html' title=''/><author><name>Vaire Rivulet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-8677907028166042958</id><published>2009-06-28T07:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T16:02:40.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So today isn't exactly a good day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 11,went to the clinic for a medical check-up,bought some medicines and a thermometer and went home.Later went to BPP to buy a new pair of shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;Went out early in the morning and had breakfast with band members,worked on a new song then,it should be up on Zacques blog by now.But it still needs to be improved though.The first song is almost reaching it's completion.Later,went to school - though i stayed only for an hour - for the Rock Climbing training.Then,went to Bugis Street for no reason whatsoever and went home.I haven't got much to do these days.Waiting for dad to return tomorrow from Batam.And he'll probably be quarantined at home for about a week or so due to the country being infected with the flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that's all i have for today.Any new events would probably be updated tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And comments on the new skin?*laughs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-8677907028166042958?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8677907028166042958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398002512186601268&amp;postID=8677907028166042958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/8677907028166042958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/8677907028166042958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-today-isnt-exactly-good-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Vaire Rivulet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-262722306409050351</id><published>2009-06-23T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T00:57:59.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As the clouds shadowed over the second home of mine,i woke up realising that there was a need to change.Something that i've thought about for quite awhile now.I've been way too reckless and naive all this while,making mistakes too obvious in my own eyes.And yet when i realised that,i repeated them over and over again.Though repenting seems to be the only thing i could do.There wasn't much that i could change.I've been far too annoying and cantankerous,so,i've made up my mind.Its a decision that i hope i'd never regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time for a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time,my heart changes.I'd lost this feeling i had for her.Leaving no traces of what i used to have.And i won't grief, there's nothing for me to dread about - leaving her will be much easier now.And it will be much easier for her too,knowing that i've been delusional about her feelings.I was simply having a crush on her wasn't i?Though my heart denies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth was there all along,laid in front of me.But it is now that i choose to believe.So,no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There isn't really anything much to type about this week.I've only been anticipating the reopening of our school.I've slacked way too long for my own good.It's time to wreck this brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O-levels are closing in on us now,about a year left to prepare.I'll have to brace myself for the future that lies ahead.Though it sounds coarse of me,it is a fact.As of now,it's a one and a half year race to the top against my juniors.So fight!It's the only thing left for us to do.For me to do at least.A year and a half left in this school seems poignant to me.The place where i'd originally hated,now becomes precious.But,it's time for me to move on.There's so many things that i can still do while i'm here.And so many places that i want to go to with the precious people in school.So many memories to be made,so little time.*laughs softly*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,it seems that that will be all i'll post about this month.I'll be looking forward to seeing your faces again.Goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-262722306409050351?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-4749764386743943337</id><published>2009-06-19T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T21:03:01.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*knock knock*,Anyone home?*laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys..&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about yesterday shall we?well,i'd better type fast,think i'm having amnesia or some sort.*laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was quite slow,dead slow actually.Woke up at 11.30 in the morning,let's call it the afternoon shall we?So,i had my breakfast,watched Prison Break season 4 with my sister,and washed the dishes.Mother went out early in the morning to work.While watching Prison Break online,i constantly stared at the clock on the desktop just to make sure i wasn't late for anything.That was when i realised i had a rehearsal with the band.So i rushed to shower,put on a nice shirt and waited near the gate with an acoustic guitar on my shoulders.Then,mother returned just when i was about to leave.I took a bus to Bras Basah,bought a sharp,stainless steel scizzors-not that i believe it's really stainless-from the Popular,and a pick from a guitar shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later,i went for rehearsals with the band in the rehearsal room in total secrecy,because we weren't actually welcomed guests.But before we knew it,we were busted.So, we had to search for another rehearsal port.Made our way to a place called Kelantan something something,and rehearsed for a few hours.Then Zacques and Meyo had to leave,because of curfew or something.Then,there were three.We practiced with our drummer's new song,it was quite good actually-better than the first-the genre for the second song was country-rock or something.It still had some flaws with the lyrics,but that could be changed right?so,we practiced for a couple of hours before our stomachs grumbled in starvation.Had dinner at HM's.Went home then.Slept only for two hours that night.Watched some tv-series at youtube then because of sleep deprivation.Woke up at 10:30,had some breakfast and helped out Grandpa with painting the house.We're giving it a new look!!Besides,some furnitures need to be removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,that's it then for today i guess.Now,i'm doing nothing.Probably stretching.*laughs*&lt;br /&gt;Kays,night then guys!Sweet Dreams!^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-4749764386743943337?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4749764386743943337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398002512186601268&amp;postID=4749764386743943337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/4749764386743943337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/4749764386743943337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/knock-knockanyone-homelaughs-hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Vaire Rivulet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-8916889912340959304</id><published>2009-06-17T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T22:33:37.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey peeps!!you can't believe how much i've missed every single one of you..too bad we cant go out together ey?shall we?haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the person(s) i miss the most is probably MEYO..So sad..but hey,you'll be our back-up rhythm guitarist starting from tomorrow!!i'm pumped,haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well let's see..*scratches head*&lt;br /&gt;Zacques and bear-bear are already back..so..happy jump!!haha..*jumps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm guessing i'm being a little too weird today huhs?*laughs*&lt;br /&gt;well,lets see todays news..*searches through memories*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm,oh..&lt;br /&gt;Sent my dad off to Batam in a ferry yesterday,so sad..he'll be back in 2 weeks time..i'll have to be the 'man of the house' till then.What a joke!As if i'd be able to bear that kind of responsibility..*laughs hysterically*&lt;br /&gt;Then,went home..helped mother out with the fishes my dad and i bought at the wet market last time..later,went for a shower and made my way to East Coast Park..fished for some fishes with my cousin,but got seaweeds and plastics instead..*laughs*,the sea current was quite strong.The splashes from the waves itself was soaked my worn out jeans..had dinner at the East Coast Lagoon and ate some weird food i've never eaten before..reached my cousin's at 11:43 pm,well,my older cousin was having a Barbeque/Party with his friends from the police force.So he arrived at about 9 in the morning i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home today at 2:30 pm and my house was locked and no one seems to be at home..later,grandfather open it..about half an hour later..&lt;br /&gt;Now,i'm chatting with some friends and discussing about our plans for tomorrow.And just so you people know,my relationship with Girl 2 is officially just friends.That's probably why i'm being extra weird today.*laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that's all i can remember for now..Nights guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-8916889912340959304?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-1713933198347652245</id><published>2009-06-11T07:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T16:52:33.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys..Lookie-lookie!A new skin!haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,haven't had any interesting events this week..hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th June,&lt;br /&gt;      Went out with Sofiia and Umii to Dhoby Ghaut,accompanied them on a shopping spree since it was the Singapore Mega Sale..This Fashion's discount prices ranged from 10-70%..and the dresses were pretty too..We had lunch ate Long John Silver,it was kind of awkward for awhile..then i went crazy..haha..later,we went to Far East Plaza-still on a shopping spree-and raided the shops.I stumbled upon my 'sister' and her friend in their school uniform,seems like they were shopping too..and they waved at me..embarassing..haha..then?we took a bus to Bugis Junction,and checked out some stores along the way.There was this kimono-or was it yukata-anyways,i saw it at the third floor,then i started imagining her in that.Ohmygod,she would look cute in the kimono/yukata.*Laughs*,later that day..we kinda slacked at NLB before visiting Iluma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8th June,&lt;br /&gt;     Went for Rock Climbing training at Dairy Farm with trainer,coach and some friends.The natural wall was about,i don't know,3 to 4 storeys high.And with almost no foothold at all.Anyways,had to boulder a 2m rock for a warm-up.Oh,and we ate Nasi lemak,before it was infested with tons of ants.Too bad Miraa wasn't there to see it..*sneers*,at the end of the day,i ended up with some cuts and bruises.That night,i watched Terminator Salvation with my dad,sis n my older cousin.It was Thrilling!!*with a capital T*,haha..slept at about 2 to 3 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;     Was the most boring day of my life,Girl2 went to a chalet with some friends/family.Received like 2 messages from her.But that was good enough though.Chatted with female friends,(note:i've been chatting with girls for like 5 days straight now,are guys really that inconspicuous?*laughs*),waited for light to finally diminish in the horizon.Didn't ate much that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today?&lt;br /&gt;    Got home at about 3:15 in the afternoon,now i'm stuck to the computer for the next few hours with nothing to do..*groans*,waiting for mom to come home..come back quick mommy!!haha..see yas..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-1713933198347652245?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1713933198347652245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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guys...i mean 'HEY GUYS!!',haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been like a week since i'd updated this blog..(note:i have 3 blogs btw..huhu..)&lt;br /&gt;well,let me catch-up on this entire weeks' events..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week,&lt;br /&gt;Friday,helped out with some stuffs for the teachers..Assist-ed the RC members for the 'who-has-the-most-customer event'..thankfully,i didn't have to belay anyone..*ROFL*..HARNASS-ED(not harass) about 78 kids..tiresome..but it was worth it anyways..guess what,Girl 2 didn't came to school for the entire week..=.=&lt;br /&gt;But school went on anyways,its not like the end of the world..so,i stayed at school for about 14 hours..including the parent-teacher meeting..mother saturn-gazed during astro club's event..Girl2 came at about 7..finally..then went to beach road..ate whilst half-asleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(note:i lost the bet with Syaf,and so as promised,i'll treat you..soon)^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday,went to cousin's nothing much happened..&lt;br /&gt;Sunday-Tore the muscles of my right leg during training,result?a walking penguin..=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday..Same..very dull..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday,went out for rehearsals with Zacques and band for the currently suck-ish voice of mine..went home with Rhythm..&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday,D-U-L-L..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday,went out again for rehearsals..met Suzy..being unexceptionally emo that day..went back to cousin's with a friend's brother..then met up with Valest on the way..chatted with her for about 2 hours i guess..sent her home,went to cousin's..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today?got home at about 10..helped mother with some errands..apparently,she and my sisters are going overseas today..Zacques too..yesterday was Bear-bear..now,i'm getting my body to eat..though i hate eating..ESPECIALLY eating..its too troublesome..haha..well,thats all..i'll update again soon..maybe tonight?haha..c ya..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-7781109717277853310</id><published>2009-05-29T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T23:01:24.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So nothing much happened today..Skipped school yesterday to 'reformat' my hay-wired brain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,today is the unluckiest day i've ever been through..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First,i was asked by Trainer to belay him when he on a 'lead' climb..after reaching the top,he asked me whether i was ready to hang on to the rope when he was abseiling down the 10 meter+ wall..as the equipments used was all brand new,the ropes where pretty much slippery..it tore through my skin -literally- and burned part of my left hand..i hanged onto the rope as hard as i could,but to no avail..trainer fell on his back from the top of the wall with a loud thud..time froze for quite a while before the others panicked..in the end,trainer had a slight headache(his elbow absorbed most of the impact from the fall)..I was drowned in unending guilt as i held his head in my burning hands..in my head i was screaming"OH MY GOD!!!WHAT DID I JUST DO?!I'M DEAD..SO DEAD.."&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately,my guilt wasn't spared at all as the girls around us now started picking on me..hahs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learned:Never belay your trainer with a brand new rope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then,somewhere between two to three hours ago..&lt;br /&gt;I almost destroyed the internet modem by continuously clicking on the test button on the gateway web..haha..saved by restarting the modem..that's almost everything that tried to get me killed today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm,lets see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow;one of the most important day of our teenage lives as we'll receive our performance results for the first semester..i'm scared out of my pants..gosh!!haha..just kidding..gotcha didn't i?haha..and tomorrow still i'll be belaying the publics coming for the RC tryouts..hope it won't turn out as it did today..&lt;br /&gt;well,i'll end it with a piece of my poem 'kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Seasons Ends'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the wild leaves flew with the wind,&lt;br /&gt;And the spectrum of colours blooming under the radiance of the bright star&lt;br /&gt;The skies showered  it's cold and yet warmth droplets of love&lt;br /&gt;Trickling down my spine as my eyes widens in astonishment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its finally come to an end&lt;br /&gt;The four seasons of love,hatred,happiness and grief&lt;br /&gt;And as the wheels gyrate to a new beginning&lt;br /&gt;Countless smiles appear on the faces of my loved ones..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;Arabics:Mostly saved by a few points..overall is below average-average..considering how weak i am in these subjects..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't proud bout my scores..screw me,slacked the entire first semester..i don't wanna go NERD again..but if thats what i have to do to improve my grades..then thats what i'll do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next:The weather today was excruciatingly unbearable..since summer is getting closer..you know what that means?Sleep-overs!Jamming!Gigs!Fishing!(huh?!) and do-whatever-we-want-cuz-nobody-cares season of the year!!!haha..oh,and i forgot to add DATING!!!!woohoooo~lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note:i'm still dateless since the last few post..:'(&lt;br /&gt;haha..rofl..but its okay,single is the best way to love our young life!!haha..as if i would understand a single word i've just said..(dang!i'm sleep again..XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The BAND has been having rehearsals between classes and during recess for the recording..and some competition we're still discussing about..and my voice still sucks from the last singing lesson from a certain someone..*coughs*..or should i say someoneS..hahs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh,i almost forgot to say this..but i'll save for the end of this post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see,what else can we talk about..hmm,*scratches forehead*..&lt;br /&gt;Went for a mile jog with Syakur last thursday..(thats about 2.2 kilometres),then went for rehearsals with Zacques and band..the videos should be up on his blog by now..then i had to run all the way to my cousin from the marsiling mrt in a downpour..poor me..end up with a wet guitar and clothes soaked in acid rain..eew..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday,was supposed to watch NATM2(Night At The Museum 2) but it seemed like a fire broke out at level 4..so,everyone in that building had to evacuate..the movie was supposed to start at 5.30..but the fire started exactly at that time..it was exceptionally frustrating..it was announced safe at about 7..so we changed plans..end up eating tons of food before going back to cousin's..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think thats it..haha..and before i forget..I LOVE YOU..see ya..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-6947330307168074641?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6947330307168074641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398002512186601268&amp;postID=6947330307168074641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/6947330307168074641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/6947330307168074641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/good-evening-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Vaire Rivulet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-2826710356286489359</id><published>2009-05-16T05:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T14:02:15.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys!!i hadn't update this blog for like 3 weeks now right?haha..so i'll share some of the few things that happened this past few days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..lets see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday,i had my second arab language paper..it was quite challenging,considering i slept for like only 2 hours..and the day before that i studied with some friends at Bedok Library at about 6.15.Then revised for physics,chemistry and a hundred and forty-three arabic words from a friend's book..ended up going hime at 11.30..haha..mother was furious when she called me..and since there were no longer buses heading towards the west area,i had to take a cab home..the total amount was like $19.80 including midnight charge..so i went to school with a half-asleep expression..then SMACK!!the arab paper,thought i was gonna lose my mind..inadvertedly,i managed to complete it before the bell rang..chem and physics was quite easy..i just had to shade some alphabets that appeared in my mind on the answer sheet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday,nothing much happened..got home,went for training,got home and slept late..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened till friday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see,i had my second math paper that day,the last few pages were quite do-able..but the first few pages were hellish-ly difficult!!couldn't even solve an easy factorisation question..then went high for about 20 minutes..after that,we went JAMMING!!!I was like so glad to be able to hold onto the guitars and mics!!and guess what?!the owner of the jamming place was RAHIMAH RAHIM from Singapore Idol,and i couldn't believe that she even wore a scarf over her head,it was like OMG!!!haha..got pumped up over a finalist from singapore idol..haha..overall,Zacques and i sang a few songs from our band and a few covers from The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus,Avenged Sevenfold and Silverstein..haha..guess thats all..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace Out!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-2826710356286489359?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2826710356286489359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hey guys,today passed by quite well..&lt;br /&gt;I managed to complete a few poems of my own..&lt;br /&gt;here's a piece of the poem,give it all you've got on this piece,comments,critiques..etc..just say something bout it..it's called&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Vow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i see that look upon your face..&lt;br /&gt;my heart would pound harder just to replace&lt;br /&gt;the ecstacy of your smile just lingering&lt;br /&gt;its a miracle that i could even say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your smile,your eyes&lt;br /&gt;the way you gazed into my eyes&lt;br /&gt;the kind of sense that i've been waiting for..&lt;br /&gt;is this the feeling that i've been searching for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was it you?&lt;br /&gt;silently whispering..&lt;br /&gt;telling me that its love&lt;br /&gt;and repeating these same words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't stop moving on&lt;br /&gt;even when you're breaking down&lt;br /&gt;just know that i'll always be there for you&lt;br /&gt;holding you tight till you're finally through..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so promise me you won't shed another tear&lt;br /&gt;the pain in your eyes,forgive me my dear..&lt;br /&gt;it will no longer prolong your pain&lt;br /&gt;i'll be right by you,i vow by your name..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;guess that's all ive got for today..night guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-580668198427929774?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/feeds/580668198427929774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398002512186601268&amp;postID=580668198427929774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/580668198427929774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/580668198427929774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-guystoday-passed-by-quite-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Vaire Rivulet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-4066423921604806139</id><published>2009-04-20T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:07:01.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys!!finally updating my blog after 2 to 3 weeks..hahas..well,time changes and well..people change right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News:&lt;br /&gt;- Classes will be having last-minute tests soon...including mine..-.-''&lt;br /&gt;- Will finally begin jamming soon after 2 months of 'no-jamming'..&lt;br /&gt;- I have a new best friend!!haha..shh,it was supposed to be a secret..&lt;br /&gt;- We've finally completed the English Video Project..&lt;br /&gt;- Exams will most probably begin on the 11th of May..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now..updating you guys about the events that happened in the past few weeks just to make it up to my peeps for not blogging..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,i passed my Arabic Language test with a D grade..haha..well,i passed almost every test within these past few weeks..Oh,2 weeks ago,when i was still making our group's video project,we were making the scenes at CCK on friday..and just so you know,it was suppeeerr humid that day..and since we arrived at the mosque late,we had to pray by the gates..and we were persipiring like waterfalls..hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm,well..nothing much happened..I lost the 4 x 100 passing baton 3 weeks ago..last place..thanks to a certain someone falling behind at the very start..haha,well..whats done is done right?Now i'm currently looking for jobs for the June Holidays..maybe i'll be taking the RC level 1 and start working soon after that..but if anyone has an opening for jobs tell me 'kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,i've updated pretty much everything..links,blogskin,songs..guess that's all then..And its really nice to be blogging again..hee..ciaoz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-4066423921604806139?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-8781860957932544122</id><published>2009-03-28T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:13:02.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday didn't went well..so does today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You Broke My Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm finally letting her go,i don't want to hurt her anymore.Though my heart was broken,i still have feelings for her..It's painful..when she has had contact with many guys and i did not get mad at her,but when she assumes that i'm having contact with other girls,she spurted horrible things at me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave her chances,countless times,and i've asked her indirectly what she feels about me,and when she said that she only takes me as a friend,i fell to my knees.And those words she said that all this while she told me she loves me were all lies,she completely broke my heart.I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up what was left of the pieces and forced my hopes up,just to see it fall down again.Though she thinks of me as her friend,she won't want to forget me when i told her to..why?Isn't it enough for me to suffer when i gave you my heart?I've never gotten mad at her,only at myself for not being able to make her life happier all these whiles.I thought i was gentle towards her,carefully saying the right words.But in the end,all i could do was tear myself away from her,and though i know she's hurt right now,does she think of the pain she inflicted upon me all these times?Does she know that i cried when she said those hurtful words?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's okay now,i know she'll find a better guy who will care for her much more than i did.And if she could forget me within these two weeks,then there's nothing left to cry about and be happy for.My heart would bleed all the love i have given her.And all these days i've cherished her for every moment i saw her smiling face,and her voice whispering in my mind,it will be just another story in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never break my promise to you,and once that promise has been fulfilled,you won't see a smile on my face ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's difficult.I know.Don't look back at the past,keep moving forward even if it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day when your gaze will meet mine again,will be the day i have become a better person.Forget me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-5406878588893443125</id><published>2009-03-27T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T19:35:38.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyyz!LATE BLOGGER!!haha..hmm,think i'll tell you what happened on monday between me and Girl1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on a bus on my way home and i texted her.I made up some lame jokes just to get in the mood.She responded.Then i asked her whether she knows how i feel towards her.She said :"I don't know.You're too lazy to even talk to me anymore."Then i texted her for the next few hours telling her the reason i've been doing that and blablabla..The ending?She finally broke my heart..*sobs..She took me as a friend and nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday: Went to BPP with nubs and kak umii.(note:the second part to the heart ripping story).We were eating at LJS',she texted me,asking what i was doing.I told her i was out with my sis and her friend.//the people from overseas reading my blog,don't bother reading this,especially you, Janice..haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me :Kter tgh ngan akak kter ngan kwn dier kat luar..nga mrayap.&lt;br /&gt;Her:Mrayap tu bahse aper?Aper makner dier uh?&lt;br /&gt;Me :Mrayap tu bahse melayu luh..haha..makne g carik kat kamus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she started hurling vulgars at me for no reason and got angry at me.I told her to chill,instead..she ORDERED me to chill when i wasn't even mad..I'm not used to being ordered around by angry girls,so i was confused.Nubs and Umii red her text and 'comforted' me.I didn't reply for the next few minutes or so..then scared the hell out of Umii when i went weirdo..then,when we were about to send Umii to the bus stop,i called her..she didn't picked up her phone.And texted me saying that her brother was in her room.She coul've gotten out of them room and took my called right?Umii told Nubs if i by any chance cried that night,she wants nubs to text her.But i didn't.HAH!Could've cried though..for all the things that she did,i could've cried.But i chose to sleep instead.THE END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Effing Difficult Test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Insya'.would've never expected it to be this difficult.Tried my best though..Didn't get to go ice skating!!waaarrgghh!!it's so not fair,hate you sis!got projects and homeworks to be done.hope i can finish it by tonight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-5406878588893443125?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-2740719404514611326</id><published>2009-03-19T07:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T07:12:00.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo..one word:BORED..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Missing You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janice went back to her homeland last Sunday,didn't get to see her off..so sad,hope her dad wont get mad at me because of that..haha..anyways,she said she'll be joining SAS as soon as she gets her dad's approval..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;hmm,went for training last Sunday at Yew Tee stadium,found out my stamina is super weak..went to cousin's after that,ate,ate and ate.Watched Race to Witch Mountain,ate again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school the day after,had some proper prayer sessions with arabics teachers,he sent me home soon after that.Went to cousin's again that night,and met with Scarios(clan's elite member) on my way there.He looked nice though,but was covered with a really huge killing intent,he's a monster.Wing(current clan leader) sent him to accompany me,nothing unusual happened.We talked for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,i'm bored..doing nothing at all.Planning to do my holiday homeworks soon.Guess that's all.See ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-2740719404514611326?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-2682399856584226511</id><published>2009-03-14T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T13:19:00.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hola peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most exciting day is..of course today."I hereby declare that no student hath to come to school for the entire week starting from next Monday."hoohhooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh,and this is the vid about the day before maulid i promised you guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile,congrats Nur!you have just got through two weeks of stress.*claps hands.&lt;br /&gt;now all i have to do is just ready myself for the events that will take place during the holidays.And i'm still dateless btw..oh,i'm going to the MOSAIC concert this sunday with nubs and her future *coughs* husband *coughs*..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all i got for today.Nytez guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-2682399856584226511?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2682399856584226511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398002512186601268&amp;postID=2682399856584226511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/2682399856584226511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/2682399856584226511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/03/hola-peeps-most-exciting-day-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Vaire Rivulet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-4364760383287860745</id><published>2009-03-13T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T20:05:44.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo people!Omg!i'd jux realised something..i've been saying sorry for the past 3 posts..haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life Couldn't Get Any Worse&lt;br /&gt;Depressed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Had 2 tests today;Fiqh and Saraf..Can't believe that the fiqh test is much easier than saraf..And both scores are 50..i was like,OMG!!And i didn't study much on saraf coz i was focusing on Fiqh..hehe..ate fish&amp;amp;chips for breakfast..(or was it fish&amp;amp;fries?haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm beginning to feel that Girl1 NO LONGER has feelings for me,and though it hurts..i'm trying my best to let her go..But i really need to confront her,uggghh.Love is difficult,maybe cuz i'm not mature enough to hold onto the people i care about..I forgot to tell you guys..Janice a.k.a wants to apply to SAS soon..hope she'll get in..Since Girl1 doesn't respond to my feelings towards her,i think i should let her go..*sobs..haha,just kidding..couldn't cry even if i wanted to..anyways,i've got good news and bad news..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good News:&lt;br /&gt;-I'm officially holding the 13th rank in the Order on friday the 13th..coincidence?i think not..muahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Participated in the RC bouldering competition on the 19th/20th/21st february at VeloCity,suppoters are welcomed..:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad News:&lt;br /&gt;-RC coach will no longer teach in our school.He's furthering his studies in Bio-Med i think..but he'll remain our coach..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Busy starting from this Sunday;SUKMA training at Yew Tee Stadium&lt;br /&gt;                                          Monday;School's proper prayer class..-_______-&lt;br /&gt;                                          Tuesday;RC intensive training,English video project.&lt;br /&gt;                                          Wednesday;RC intensive training,English video project.&lt;br /&gt;                                          Thursday;4 people going on a date including me except i'm dateless.(Anyone wants to be my date?)&lt;br /&gt;                                          Friday;Hamartia recording for it's first album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna die!!LOL.Have been blog jumping since 6:30(note: The time now is 7:55).Seems like everyone has been having a great life..Wish i could join in..hahax.Okaay,thanks a lot for reading guys!really appreciate it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-4364760383287860745?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4364760383287860745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398002512186601268&amp;postID=4364760383287860745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/4364760383287860745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/4364760383287860745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/03/yo-peopleomgid-jux-realised-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Vaire Rivulet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-8630298994616434044</id><published>2009-03-11T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T23:26:24.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys,sooo sorry for not posting anything these past few days..something big-i mean huge happened recently..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where should i start?how about last week?k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday to friday seems like hell to me..&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday: All RC members were required to attend this meeting..Apparently our coach had already made plans for the RC crews,the newbies(including me) will take the level 1 license on the 10th and 17th of April due to tight schedule.Soon after that we'll be taking level 2 for free but inclusive of a 4-day contract..Note:Level 1 costs about 35 bucks,and from what i heard level 2 cost $50.So i somewhat agreed on taking the contract..oh,and i'll be posting the link to the RC blog too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:Boored!Hamartia was supposed to go on a recording but the studio was booked till about 4 pm,so we decided to do it this Friday..anyways,Zac and i went to the NLB and played some songs on his laptop..(Note:Hamartia is our band's name.)Got back home at about 4,watched some movies till 1800,slept till 1830 then went to school again because i volunteered to help prepare our school in time for Prophet's Birthday..These people including RC members came:&lt;br /&gt;-Me&lt;br /&gt;-Zac&lt;br /&gt;-Muzhaffar&lt;br /&gt;-Abdul Syakur&lt;br /&gt;-Hasanain&lt;br /&gt;-Hanan&lt;br /&gt;-Al-Fathin&lt;br /&gt;-Syeikh&lt;br /&gt;-Robbani&lt;br /&gt;-Hafiz&lt;br /&gt;-Khalid&lt;br /&gt;-Haziq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think that's all of them--we carried the RC boards from the hall to the staircase on the back near the graveyard,it was super heavy..and we perspired like pigs.haha.Then Muz,Hasanain,Hanan,Syakur and Zac went up on the stage and 'performed',it was hilarious!i recorded the entire performance.'ll be posting it anytime soon so watch out.Oh,after that we went to the primary class near the hall and Zac and i rehearsed for the recording since i brought an acoustic guitar.Soon after that we all sang till 11 pm before Fathin called us to the canteen for dinner/supper.We ate mutton murtabak.It was delicious(since all of us were starving) and we ate like 3 packets of it.RC coach arrived soon after that and joined in.We rested soon after that and ventured around the school premises.At about midnight,most of us bathe just to get rid of the dusts..I wore my pink towel around my head into sort of a scarf,then walked along with the others..they were scared out of their wits!!haha.Although i almost looked like a girl in that,they saw me as if i was a ghost..then pulled my towel..Went back to the class soon after that to change,Haziq was messaging you know who then asked me,"Mad,what's  i love you in Japanese?",i said"Aishiteru".He then texted you know who the word and you guys know what will happen soon after that.We slept in the teachers room with coach,watched a couple of RC movies then slept..It was freezing.Haziq,Zac,Syeikh,Muz and me were sleeping together with coach.Then at about 3 am,someone nudged me..I opened my lids and saw Haziq staring at me.He said,"Mad,teman aku gi toilet jap".And i did.Didn't feel sleepy after that,we went to the canteen and saw Fathin,Hafiz,Robbani,Syakur,Hanan and Hasanain mopping the canteen and the tables and chairs.When we called out Hasanain he didn't hear because he was wearing this huge white earphones.Haziq and i created a havoc at the canteen,then we rested on the long benches.Soon after that everyone got into the class and slept and Me and Haziq went back to the teachers' room.Woke up at somewhere between 0500 to 0630,woke Hasanain and Hanan,but they did something funny instead,Hanan was sleeping behing Hasanain and turned into a sort of like a crouching position and did something stupid,they looked like hermaphodites like that.haha,we prayed individually then surfed on Zac's laptop.Bathed at 7:30 and started helping out little by little with eyebags in sight,although i didn't have eyebags..don't want to type much.I could make a book out of this post.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:Cousin got engaged,took some pictures with her.then i ate,ate,ate,ate and ate.Now i'm fat again.Sabotaged by my uncle when i was asleep with cream.Played tag with cousins till 6pm.Yesterday was a confirmed day of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all i'll post for tonight..i think..Nytes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-8630298994616434044?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8630298994616434044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398002512186601268&amp;postID=8630298994616434044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/8630298994616434044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/8630298994616434044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-guyssooo-sorry-for-not-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>Vaire Rivulet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-8631019222430946391</id><published>2009-03-04T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T23:11:03.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys..sooo soorry for not making new posts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far,everything was pretty much boring..Yesterday,my Qur'an teacher finally smiled for the first time in like 3 weeks..haha..so no one got in a bad mood..and umm,i didn't messaged her(Girl1) for about a week now..but she didn't even tried to ask if everything was fine..i messaged her today,after a whole week of non-messaging..and we kinda got in a quarrel about me asking her if she really does love me or if she was playing with my feelings..it's still on hold though..i'll be calling her at midnight..hope that the outcome would not affect my test tomorrow..speaking of tests..oh GOD!!!an entire week of tests..&lt;br /&gt;Monday      :Chemistry&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday     :English and Physics&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday:E Math&lt;br /&gt;Thursday   :Fiqh&lt;br /&gt;Friday         :Tafsir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeez...getting stressed,and got some tests the week after that too!!and video projects and individual work that needs to be done by next month..be attending the celebration of our Prophet's birthday this saturday i think..oh!before i forget,our band is making it's first recording very soon,so anyone interested in this kinda stuff just see Zac or me..we've been rehearsing like 5 to 6 songs now..our own..and some covers of other songs such as Your Call,Tongue Tied and other songs which i didn't really hear..haha..and it will be super fun!!P.S: We need back up singers..Getting pumped for our new album..can't wait..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm,i'll be creating a new blog for our rock climbing team..the trainers requested,so look forward to the new link on my blog..that's all i have..i think,haha..:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-8631019222430946391?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8631019222430946391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398002512186601268&amp;postID=8631019222430946391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/8631019222430946391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/8631019222430946391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Vaire Rivulet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-5200463527795419709</id><published>2009-02-17T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T23:35:24.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys!sooorry for the late post..i was 'sick'..hehe..really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes,i'll give you guys a summary of what happened last week and this week..&lt;br /&gt;lets start with friday..// My quran teacher cried,because an idiot couldn't keep his mouth shut and was very rude to her..but although we didn't do anything..like almost nothing wrong to her,she blamed us..-__________-''&lt;br /&gt;The first reason was because we didn't show her much respect because of her mood swings and favouritism kinda attitude..it got everyone furious at her even though they didn't show it..and second because we lend our sort of definition books to the other classes..i was thinking 'what the hell is wrong with lending people our books,it's not like we're helping them cheat or something..' then she goes on.."You guys are conspiring with the other classes by lending them your books,you're making them lie to me..blablabla.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with lending our friends some books..and what's her problem with that..eventually,my named was mentioned among the students who lent their books,but my teacher couldn't get any names out of me because i kept my mouth shut the entire time.She said that if she found out whom i lent my book to,i'll get it..and so, ignored the rest of her lectures..but then i apologized because of what i did and as a representative of the entire class..and i got scold..that part was really bad..but i sincerely apologized to her..so the controversy ends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the good news is that i gave her(Girl 1) a present - presents for her super belated birthday and something else..the story?Once upon a time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A boy was writing a poem he made and memorized a thousand times scurriedly onto a piece of paper,he promised the girl that he would approach her Castle to give her the presents the he spent an entire week to search for to her..And so he scribbled the words repeatedly,tearing the papers for each wrong letters that were written and rewrite it over and over again..the girl kept waiting for him,but he didn't came..and so,with a drifting hope,she went away..looking back at her castle as she had some things to attend to..the boy,now desperate,grabbed one of his little brothers to accompany him to her castle..but when he came,she was already gone far away..the boy didn't give up hope..he searched for her room,and finally found a bag..he ask his little brother to look out for guards who were supposedly ordered to patrol around the kingdom while he placed the presents inside her bag..as he was zipping the bag close,she came..the boy was so excited that he hyperventilated and panicked..quickly,he pulled the back door open and rushed out of her castle..that night,a sparrow came to his window..carrying a letter tied to it's leg..the boy took it and opened the letter with enthusiasm..it wrote..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Dear Prince,(Yucks!)&lt;br /&gt;Hey!i wanted to talk to you just now but you ran away through the back door,i'm so sad..anyways,thanks for the presents darla.i Loved it so much! ESPECIALLY the ********,i waited for you but you didn't came and i had a tummy ache,just when i came back,you were there..thanks again..*kisses..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                      Love,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                            Princess.."&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda hyperventilated again when i got the message..and i kinda edit some part of the message..like,"Dear Prince" and "Love,Princess"haha..next..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to cousins house for the weekend,trying to make a script for our video project but end up playing D.O.T.A till 7,then went for prayer and slept at 8:45!!haha,my first time sleeping this early..then went to ECP and Marina Barrage..Reached home at about 9 i think..ironed my clothes,texted her and slept..Next:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a camp today..it was AWESOME!!everyone was crazy except few..but the new kid couldn't behave and so he got beaten up really badly when he came into the library after recess..my friends recorded the whole thing..i'll post it along with the next few posts..and the 3 greatest artist in our class drew a picture to discribe who we are internally and what people are seeing us as..We literally drew a face/mask/symbol to represent ourselves..and guess what?tomorrow's gonna be a big day!!There's gonna be like a design battle between us 3,we're supposed to custom-design our sword and shield tomorrow!!But we're too lazy to go all out against each other,we'd rather help each other with the details and shading..but i'm getting sick!!aww..probably a fever..gotta recover before tomorrow comes..haha..that's all!! see ya guys!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-5200463527795419709?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5200463527795419709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398002512186601268&amp;postID=5200463527795419709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/5200463527795419709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/5200463527795419709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-guyssooorry-for-late-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Vaire Rivulet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-597430375719896390</id><published>2009-02-09T07:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T15:57:53.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys,sorry for not putting up new posts for the last few days..i was 'busy'..hehe..anyways,i'll give you guys a summary of what happened these past 2 days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On friday night,i called her(Girl 1)..and we talked for about 3 hours(Note:I called her at 12 midnight)..And we played a game of 10 questions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:"hmm,have you ever had a crush on a guy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her:"umm,yes, my ***********.My turn,were you having a relationship with her(Girl 2) before we were together?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:"Yes,until her dad found out and bla,bla,bla..you knew what happened..My turn,have you ever told a  guy you like him?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her:"No,but some guys told me they liked me..:D,have you ever gone out on a date before?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:"Not really,we went out but..i didn't think of it like a date.Have you ever had this wierd feeling that a guy has a crush on you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her:"No,but i'll know if they tell me..duh~,i can't think of anymore questions..haha..umm,have you ever lied to a girl before?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:"As in my family members or other girls?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her:"Both."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:"Yes for the first,unless it is necessary for the second."(Note:including the 'my family OR other girls',the questions asked have reached 8.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:"Umm,i don't know what to ask for the last question.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her:"Just choose any."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:"Wait,the last must always be the most important.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i text-ed her..You guys are curious aren't ya as to what i asked her?hehe..it's a s-e-c-r-e-t..the last question is the same for the both of us by the way..and both of us said 'yes'.The reason will not be typed in this post.Muahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a tution right now so i'll post about yesterday tonight 'kay?^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-597430375719896390?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/feeds/597430375719896390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398002512186601268&amp;postID=597430375719896390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/597430375719896390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/597430375719896390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-guyssorry-for-not-putting-up-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Vaire Rivulet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-7885447613483113437</id><published>2009-02-07T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T21:08:50.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys!today's the greatest day of my life..besides all the bad parts..it was an exception..hehs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways..did my homework at the very last minute today..ditched my math class(don't even know why i did that..) and kicked Mimin's arse..haha..actually three-quarter of the class did..and it was because of what he said to me yesterday that the entire class got mad at him..haha,seems like i've got some close friends to back me up..oh and after the RC(it connotes Rock Climbing..and for my beloved readers who doesnt understand what i just said,the meaning of connote is means..) i got knocked on the back of the head by my senior..haha..why?because i came late for the result of Candle Match to be announced..(it's a ranking match between my clan members..and a few people knew about the existence of this clan by the way..) i don't want to talk about these things so just keep it to yourselves 'kay?next..oh,we got an announcement this morning..apparently there has been a protest between senior students and the student leadership council..there has been some controversy between them which was probably started by the seniors(they were very rude by the way..) i attended the discussion..it was a disaster..the worst thing the leader of the protest could come up with is penis..and it ended with a what-are you-trying-to-say-exactly? in the minds of the spectators..and there's gonna be this kinda discussion for almost every week..ugghh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the RC training..&lt;br /&gt;It was raining heavily during the training,and it didn't end till i got on the bus..i got home with a super drenched uniform and a soaked t-shirt..there's no need to tell you guys about my pants..should've already figured that one out by yourselves..oh,and i also brought home a smile..because i won't have to attend my A-math class tomorrow!muahahaha..and because i came up with a fever..anyways,she(the 1) didn't came to school today,because i didn't saw her(or am i just blind?)..i bought a whole box of chocolates just for her..it was kind of saddening..i was excited to give her the chocolates..and i was standing infront of her class..really embarassing..it ended with banging my head to a desk..overall,today was a not-so-great-day and a broken heart..hehs.. thanks guys for reading..and there's a new link coming up..make sure you check it out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-7885447613483113437?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7885447613483113437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398002512186601268&amp;postID=7885447613483113437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/7885447613483113437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398002512186601268/posts/default/7885447613483113437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-guystodays-greatest-day-of-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Vaire Rivulet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398002512186601268.post-939705447673703233</id><published>2009-02-06T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T23:11:45.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's a great day..i got 2 oranges!woohooo!and today's the end of emo day!haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Kay,umm..how should i start?oh,we had a test today..a nahu test,it's a little difficult for me though..considering im not really good at that subject..but overall it was pretty okay!i ate currypuff during recess..then we had a competition called'Don't forget the lyrics!'arabic edition..it was pretty funny!haha..almost none of the participants got a single word right..haha..but they sure have the guts to sing infront of the entire sec 3 boys..oh,and my physics teacher had a sore throat today,i wonder why?and i teased her a little..haha..after school,hmm..oh,the 'Syabab' gang made a perfomance at the courtyard..they were awesome!!i envy them..haha..then i got a rehearsal in class for our first ever album..we still have some issue of the tunes of the song though,but we'll try to solve it a.s.a.p..its probably gonna be published somewhere between june and december..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh,and i didn't apologize to my language teacher today,the reason?my group..the unbelievably and undeniably lazy people in my group,i just can't work with their attitudes around me..makes me wanna explode,then i ignored my teacher cuz i was emo at that time..I'm really sorry!!now i'm filled with guilt..jeez..but i'm gonna see her tomorrow though..can't wait forever or the guilt's gonna eat me up..oh,back to after school..i was having a rehearsal then 2 girls stared at me from outside my classroom..it was awkward..really..but then they came in..it was Fifi..she said thanks about yesterday..(Note:I was in a bus going back home and she was in that bus too with Zahira..or is it Zahida?I think it's Zahira..anyway,i was sitting at the far back of the bus and Fifi was infront of me and Zahi..ra was infront of her,a bunch of the primary students got on and sat with me and they were making some really undesirable noise..so i told them to keep their voice down cuz Fifi and Zahira were sleeping..one of the boys was sitting next to Fifi and his bag kept hitting her shoulders so i told  him to change his seat..then there was no one beside her..so on the expressway,Fifi was asleep but she kept tilting to the left which was empty so i sort of poked her shoulder to wake her up and told her to face the side windows instead..she did and smiled.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay!!i know what you people are thinking but you're WRONG!!Fifi used to be a classmate so i guess we're still friends..but i just can't figure out why a girl's smile would last longer in a guy's mind..but Girl 1's smile will always last the longest in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; mind..hee..'kay,thats the entry for today..see ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-939705447673703233?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/feeds/939705447673703233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398002512186601268&amp;postID=939705447673703233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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he got some other stuffs to do..so our class didn't have to take his test-at least until tomorrow i think..haha..then we got some games that my female language teacher made with some other teachers that i don't care about..overall it was okay..until the third wave of misery came..third period after recess left me in total grief and solitude,i almost flunked my maths test..can't believe it..but at least i'll try to make up for it for the next..oh,and we've got a (CA1) on the 6th of march for all academic subjects..and (Girl 2) won't let me visit her till i've studied at least half of 'em..*sighs..(some people know who girl 2 and 1 are..so if you know,just keep it to yourself..i dun want people to start some stupid gossips about me..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good part,i waved her(Girl 1) goodbye when she went down the stairs..and she waved back!The and speaking of her,last night i text-ed her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Hey umm,are you free next saturday?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: "MAYBE,why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Umm,wanna go out together?I mean,just the two of us?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: "Sure!I'll inform you when i'm free 'kay?hmm,what should i wear?hehe.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "You look beautiful in anything,dear..and pink kinda looks good on you,hee..but i suck at choosing what to wear..choose for me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all..the rest is private!Secret!Ki-mi-tsu!hehe..training after school was quite tough though..the trainees asked me to hold the punching bag cuz they were kicking it..then one of their foot reached my face..and i bled,just a little though..cuz i'm strong!haha..just kidding..there's something wrong with my little bros though..he didn't want me to send him home again..cuz he's going back with his cousin(who is our new classmate..),he's(the cousin) quite annoying,acting as if he's better..the way he's trying to be good is despicable-sorry for the harsh words..but i just have to withstand him,cuz that was an order for me by my sub-leader..jeez..aniwaes,i don't care about that anymore.Aniwaes,tution was cancelled today..seems like my tutor is having a meeting but it didnt end as planned..so i slept the whole night(i mean today),an hour and a half of sleep..Nubs was shocked when i woke up..she said "OMG!How did you suddenly become taller?",then i said,"training..500 skips a day.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm,i got nothing right now,just waiting for her(Girl 1), to reply my message after her tution..&lt;br /&gt;*Note:The time now is 10:18 PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all guys,thanks for reading..see ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-8226420573426401834?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbeatingheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8226420573426401834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Remade my blog after being stagnant for so long..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost slept at physics today..can't believe it would be this boring..besides,i was half-past asleep the whole day..&lt;br /&gt;I saw her again during recess..can't believe i would fall for her..she's amazing,when she looked at me,i feel as if i could just touch her face..i feel so close to her,eventhough we've never gone out together before..it's as if i've known her for quite a while..but-other guys are after her too,i want her to be mine but i have to let her make her own choice..i'm just happy that i'm the one she confides to..even though i  can't tell her everything about me,she understands me perfectly..and i would somehow spoil that moment together and end up being laughed at by her..i'm fine with it though,as long as she's happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I Love You,Dear.And I will never let you suffer alone."That was all he wanted to hear from her,and so he waits..till the day those words would bind his heart along with hers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;It's kinda cool ey?&lt;/span&gt;If you love someone,set her free..and if she returns to you,set her free again..and if she returns to you once more,hold her tight and never let her go no matter what happens to you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398002512186601268-6322072277089425910?l=unbeatingheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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