<?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-5746456</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:54:02.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THENAT</title><subtitle type='html'>name:natalie ng</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>233</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-7155084156968735935</id><published>2007-06-10T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T19:10:04.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what lies ahead?There's a sad sort of clanging from the clock in the hallAnd the bells in the steeple tooAnd up in the nursery an absurd little birdIs popping out to say "cuckoo"Cuckoo, cuckooRegretfully they tell us Cuckoo, cuckoo But firmly they compel us Cuckoo, cuckoo To say goodbye . . . Cuckoo!. . . to youSo long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, good nightI hate to go and leave this pretty </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/7155084156968735935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/7155084156968735935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#7155084156968735935' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-2790908707114438763</id><published>2007-06-07T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T22:50:28.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>we are fantastic fourtraining was not bad today;could sprint properly now but too bad we capped twice. ARGH. nevermind,i promise to train my hardest, harder than i've ever trained before, because we are going to become so fast it's like a wild adventure- like mr fantastic, the invisible girl, the human torch and THE THING! we're gonna be so flexi our muscles can stretch like rubber, row so fast </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/2790908707114438763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/2790908707114438763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#2790908707114438763' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-7045192822653291602</id><published>2007-05-31T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T22:01:45.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>eyes like basketballsi think God is punishing me for watching so much TV today. it's big like i dunno what, can't see when i look down hahaha.the right is okay, now the left is a bit itchy can't stand it!!!! anyway im not gonna wear contacts to training anymore- splishsplash until keep coming out, irritating galaosai. yesterday's 8km was fantabulous, hoping for more!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/7045192822653291602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/7045192822653291602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#7045192822653291602' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-6204586059894917335</id><published>2007-05-28T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T20:37:51.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>600 times 400 wonmy brother just left the house with my dad for the airport-he's going south korea for his school trip. how cool is that. anyway i wanted to go send him off, but he said it's okay and he'll buy me a souvenir back since i lent him my waterproof bag and other stuff. awww, so sweet haha. and i thought, hmmm i'm gonna miss him no matter how much we quarrel every waking moment of our </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/6204586059894917335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/6204586059894917335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#6204586059894917335' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-8462322903820441729</id><published>2007-05-26T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T23:47:29.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ooh, here comes the holidaysAYE today was a horrible day with lots of swimming involved. i think, the swimming tires me more than the total amount of rowing, heh.hahah okay, i give it credit for being quite exciting at times also, with nathan and daniel bringing me back while i clinged on! like wild wild wet! after training was JERSEY shopping..haha quite funny with the guys trying on all the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/8462322903820441729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/8462322903820441729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#8462322903820441729' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-4886902512289202512</id><published>2007-05-20T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T16:52:47.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's worse than a broken heart. first time i don't know what ta do. it breaks my heart that you're in that way, but i just wanna say.. i'll be there for you. bestfriend, i'll be there for you. I'll be there for youThese five words I swear to youWhen you breathe I want to be the air for youI'll be there for youI'd live and I'd die for youSteal the sun from the sky for youWords can't say what a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/4886902512289202512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/4886902512289202512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#4886902512289202512' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-6331443593062278562</id><published>2007-05-20T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T13:03:14.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yesterday we got to train in k4, finally. ohgosh the boat is SUPERRRRRBLY heavy most of the time the weight was on suemaine's and my shoulders haha. we're so tall. anyway we didn't cap so many times as we expected! plus the first 2 row, and last 2 row part was quite exciting! like a merry-go-round. ohhh and at night the whole family went to marina mandarin to have BUFFET.YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS i eat </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/6331443593062278562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/6331443593062278562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#6331443593062278562' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-8920866376487264987</id><published>2007-05-17T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T21:42:38.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hyperactivity I FEEL SO EXCITED! i feel so excited for tomorrow. cos today in class, i felt that we finally thrashed things out - at least some of our opinions, and it wasn't all that bad. and that i can feel it in my..fingers and toes! that things are gonna be better. so cheers to better days ahead! plus there's sports carnival tomorrow..! oooh how superbly exciting it is, with recaaaa playing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/8920866376487264987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/8920866376487264987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#8920866376487264987' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-1549960518096770317</id><published>2007-05-15T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T21:37:35.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ooh! what a disappointment. there wasn't a k4 today. CHEAT MY FEELINGS. i was so happy the whole day today, and i went for morning run willingly, with a smile on my face and everything, BUT! we couldn't use it after all. BLEAHHH! aye i'm treating it as a blessing in disguise. yoyo and i broke timing today! wooohooo 1048 what a rare thing. plus C boats blocked our way as usual at the turning. cool</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/1549960518096770317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/1549960518096770317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#1549960518096770317' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-441951923026077467</id><published>2007-05-12T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T13:37:21.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>face it, nat. i've been visiting all the canoeing girls' blogs and most of them have posted something about tmr. so fast and furious. must be the tension that's building up EVERY SECOND.so now i feel an absolute need to blog as well, haha. less than 4 proper trainings with debbie, and we're off to womens champ. it's tough competition out there;with THE MAN in my heat, with THE MAN and THE PINK </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/441951923026077467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/441951923026077467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#441951923026077467' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-7482307952274881686</id><published>2007-05-10T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T21:17:53.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it was a horrid day! what a wretched disgusting day in school and at training YESTERDAY. shan't go into details. but it was HORRIBLE. just got to know something from someone..can't say what. i'm so disappointed and sad that it's come to this point cos it's partly my fault. aye, i guess i'm the one that makes or breaks this. getting stressed just thinking about it.so now am i gonna do something </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/7482307952274881686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/7482307952274881686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#7482307952274881686' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-7962847269378184623</id><published>2007-05-02T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T21:52:03.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's been long. so i took a k1 after a long long longgggg time today. well quite okay i guess, considering that i thought i was gonna remain at the miserable pontoon the whole training. yayyyy at least i completed the training schedule and could row properly. HAIIII debbie debbie. hmmm the girls took a picture before training today. HAHAHAHA oh the funnny one isn't the girls shot but mel the dao </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/7962847269378184623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/7962847269378184623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#7962847269378184623' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AxnIFpR0xy4/RjiXOz8JBLI/AAAAAAAAACs/dJM6yJfXVo4/s72-c/CJCANOEING+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-3224769545122805613</id><published>2007-05-01T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T21:23:41.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SHIOKKK. today was a great day, i think. slept till 11-12noon..which i haven't done since forever. not even SUNDAY haha.and i watched superman and spiderman, and did permutation and combination, and read 26pages of GP readings and ate a lot of good food. went out for dinner at CHOMP CHOMP.YESSSSSS..! that's one place i haven't gone for ages too. ate and ate and ate and ate and atewooohoooo. aye, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/3224769545122805613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/3224769545122805613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#3224769545122805613' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-3892753255600583161</id><published>2007-04-27T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T19:23:37.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Showers of Blessing after school i went home before going to NUH. SO LUCKY..!; it started raining before i got home. no sarcasm intended - though initially it was. i got off the bus, and thought, okay i have no choice but to run for it. and i can only reach my block's void deck after crossing the main road, running through 3 blocks with random shelters now and then. BUT after i stepped out of the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/3892753255600583161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/3892753255600583161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#3892753255600583161' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-961474817950199773</id><published>2007-04-22T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T22:27:02.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a random discovery. just now i opened the freezer to look for ice cream. and the first thing i saw was a red thing, so i looked closer again; it was an apple wrapped in a plastic bag!!!! so i wondered who puts ONE apple in the freezer?? then i asked my mum and she said probably it's your brother and his science experiments.hmmm so we went to ask him. "norman why you put 1 apple in the freezer?" "</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/961474817950199773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/961474817950199773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#961474817950199773' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-5078922415373049538</id><published>2007-04-18T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T20:31:54.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"NOTHING can bring me down, today"before training, i was tired. now, im exhausted. on a brighter note, i feel like im learning and understanding my work nowadays! well, it still depends on the results in the end luh. arghhhh i'm gonna do my tutorials now. sheesh.ohwait, today is michelle goh's 18th birthday. she strode into class today, and was smiling and giggling throughout the whole day. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/5078922415373049538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/5078922415373049538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#5078922415373049538' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-8805859015989454812</id><published>2007-04-14T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T21:41:44.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>one of the not so good times.went for PTM this morning, and it sorta made me think a lot the whole day. like where am i going with my life. i went for tuition with all those bad grades and mrs tan's nagging in my head, and probably it gave me the burst of energy to do maths for 4 hours. and i went home, still thinking about all the horrible stuff that's happening to me, and i couldnt concentrate </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/8805859015989454812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/8805859015989454812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#8805859015989454812' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-7372728373488765062</id><published>2007-04-13T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T21:24:21.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>outside the liftafter training i walked back to my grandma's house a stone's throw away from MacRitchie.and while i was waiting for the lift to come down, the CHIJ TP PRI school bus came. so a primary 1 girl was walking back with her maid towards the lift area and she was reciting something in her high pitched voice, which made me start to eavesdrop; so, so, suck your toe, all the way to mexico. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/7372728373488765062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/7372728373488765062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#7372728373488765062' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-1216598883709137571</id><published>2007-04-11T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T21:05:15.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HOT PINK! today after LOGS training we were walking back to the piazza for games breifing.and mel suddenly said;wah nat, you jenny and peihan really great minds think alike - wear same colour bra. so i said really? cool beans. my underwear also. jenny and peihan: ME ALSO!!!!! (vigorous hi5ing among 3 of us) HAHAHA. land training isn't so bad after all..?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/1216598883709137571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/1216598883709137571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#1216598883709137571' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-8689210740456764637</id><published>2007-04-10T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T22:36:27.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's a battle, just surviving. i pray and pray and pray everydayand it all ends up this way. ...tough luck.so should i just live by it or fight it? sometimes i wonder about how i want the end to be. but the truth is sometimes, reality doesnt duplicate what i want things to be. and then i'll think is it all for a waste..?cos i really want it to work out but yet it doesn't.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/8689210740456764637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/8689210740456764637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#8689210740456764637' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-9087805645784320934</id><published>2007-04-03T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T21:14:22.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tell me why, tell me whytoday was the first time in weeks i rowed with my true blue cool partner. i really put in ALL MY STRENGTH into every pull and kick the foot rest with sooo much force i thought it was gonna come out. breathless with increasing distance, but the momentum was driving me and i knew i still had energy in me. PLUS mel felt so rejuvenated today after sleeping in class for 2 hours</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/9087805645784320934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/9087805645784320934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#9087805645784320934' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-759756879502130945</id><published>2007-04-01T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T16:49:13.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>national juniors.and so.. it's over.got into semis, but got kicked out for finals. ):well i felt i put in my best today so i've no regrets, though the feeling of losing is never good.and it's not only seeing myself lose, but my team mates pushing so hard but not achieving what they truly deserve that makes me...sigh a thousand million times.it was a good experience anyhow, and women's champ next!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/759756879502130945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/759756879502130945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#759756879502130945' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-6438863705586996202</id><published>2007-03-27T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T21:58:49.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The problems of an ageing NAT is exaggerated. do u agree?okay my back is really aching.ahhh today's training was quite productive!anddd, well jiaolian gave the idea of letting j1s make lunch for us?!goodness that was really funny.hahaha whooots FREE FOOD!:D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/6438863705586996202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/6438863705586996202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#6438863705586996202' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-7133819131006219186</id><published>2007-03-24T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T19:17:09.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY AUDREY SUON!nat loves you very much :D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/7133819131006219186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/7133819131006219186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#7133819131006219186' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AxnIFpR0xy4/RgUIjBs2FGI/AAAAAAAAACg/18YuO3WzV8Y/s72-c/audrey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-7212520000139218995</id><published>2007-03-22T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T19:19:36.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>S for Sad, Silly and STUPID.it's just like the weather when you're walking back to your house from the bus stop which is maybe, 10mins walk.you see the sky dark and grey, and clouds moving in.the thunder roars, and lightning threatens.a slight drizzle; making mini wet dots on the dry hot cement.but yet, you continue walking slowly at that pace cos you think you can make it before the rain sets </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/7212520000139218995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/7212520000139218995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#7212520000139218995' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-5916447556625376424</id><published>2007-03-16T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T19:33:29.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Lovely Bones"Now I am in the place I call this wide wide Heaven because it includes all my simplest desires but also the most humble and grand. The word my grandfather uses is comfort.So there are cakes and pillows and colors galore, but underneath this more obvious patchwork quilt are places like a quiet room where you can go and hold someone's hand and not have to say anything. Give no </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/5916447556625376424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/5916447556625376424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#5916447556625376424' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-7528884562942460040</id><published>2007-03-11T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T23:30:46.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the awaited 7 days.it took sucha long long time for the week to end.anyway on monday we had canoeing's first ever team dinner!woohooo it was oh so fun hanging out with the girls.of course i didn't look forward to the following day..aye the days were just passing damn slowly luh.so anyway today's a bestfriend mel day!fun fun fun even though it was just plain studying and lunch.okay i don't feel </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/7528884562942460040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/7528884562942460040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#7528884562942460040' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-5717747736766342247</id><published>2007-03-02T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T23:38:48.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>many things.chinese As was PUNGSAI!and i finally found a ranting partner- YOLANDA :DHAHAHA we're like ranting noww and continuing during training tomorrow.so i shall stop my annoying presence now.anyway after the horrendous scene of seeing everyone jumping with joy but its NOT YOU, met weixin and reca for lunch and a round of catching up, with loads of laughter.well, cheered me up and made me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/5717747736766342247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/5717747736766342247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#5717747736766342247' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AxnIFpR0xy4/RehEHyp809I/AAAAAAAAABc/8y78zK-bHkI/s72-c/MELANDI+049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-3810814080882789712</id><published>2007-02-24T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T12:34:38.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the point of coming onlinecommon test is stressing me out.i miss training and all the canoeing ppl, haha.can't wait for friday;go out and play and maybe watch a brainless chickflick.</summary><link rel='edit' 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with the shades down and the air conditioner blowing at me. whoootsand i finally spring cleaned my room yesterday.it's oh-so-neat nowww.went out with BESTFRIENDmel and james yesterday and we watched a movie.mel's idea of watching a singaporean </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/2260296833724865831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/2260296833724865831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#2260296833724865831' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-7224972347619025915</id><published>2007-02-14T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T21:37:14.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Smurfschoolit's valentine's day today, and also pei's birthday!haha. but the day was actually nothing short of ordinary, besides the fact that this is the only day i don't feel that hungry before break, since there were chocolates and all.anyway the lonely hearts club went to town ta eat after training and celebrate pei, our ONE AND ONLY valentine's birthday. well, it aint too bad, we got to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/7224972347619025915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/7224972347619025915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#7224972347619025915' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-117084575113827753</id><published>2007-02-07T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T18:55:51.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WE SO TIGHT.whoooots cross country went pretty well!canoeing girls rock la-we took 5 prizes out of top 20 LALALA.and ALL our positions were all so close.went damn high screaming for all the canoeists who won too HAHAHA.yeah and i finished the run without any mischaps!coolbeansssss.oh, but i saw someone who had something like my condition also!but worse, i think. totally emphathise with her.okay </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/117084575113827753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/117084575113827753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#117084575113827753' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-117076716323979437</id><published>2007-02-06T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T21:06:03.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>EXCITEMENT! tomorrow's cross country and i'm quite excited about it.i'm like jumping! cos canoeing girls are running together. WHOOOTShehe i feel very bonded with the girls everytime we do sth, expecially RUNNING long distances together, so i predict it's gonna be damn fun!i think if i'm gonna run by myself i'll be dreading it and hoping i'll fall sick like michelle.HAHA she didn't drink any </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/117076716323979437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/117076716323979437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#117076716323979437' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-117060025032752022</id><published>2007-02-04T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T22:44:10.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the irony of the weekend.i went shopping for the first time since 2007 started with BESTFRIENDmel today.whooooots NOT ENOUGH next weekend here i come!anyway my brother told me a curious fact yesterday.CURIOUS FACT NUMBER 1:an A4 sized paper is made in such a way that when you fold it into half, 1/4, 1/8 and blah blah, the ratio of its length and breadth will always be the same! thats how the rest</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/117060025032752022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/117060025032752022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#117060025032752022' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-117032996965858720</id><published>2007-02-01T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T19:39:29.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i had a really bad day today and i can't wait to rant.it started off bad, and ended just as bad.first, morning run crushed me.oh, just why did you have to come on 2.4 day?!speaking of which i think i was quite stubborn la.stacy was practically playing tug of war with me, heh. still feel quite guilty!anyway i think i was angry with myself (still is) cos i knew i tried my best and i really wanted a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/117032996965858720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/117032996965858720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#117032996965858720' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116990870330171840</id><published>2007-01-27T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T22:38:23.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>' mommy! it's over! 'i'm sitting on my bed eating PECAN CRUNCH and drinking vitasoy.i find it exceptionally fun to do stuff that are not particularly important.anyway test week is over and i'm totally hyped up about tomorrow cos i can sleep late, watch dvds and perhaps cut my hair with my mum if i have the energy.i think it's damn amusing to think about what we (mich nat tang and rach and i) did </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116990870330171840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116990870330171840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116990870330171840' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116965121316146941</id><published>2007-01-24T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T23:06:53.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>let's meet for coffee.tell me i need a break.more than a KITKAT.STUDY,TRAINING,SCHOOL,SLEEP,EAT.REPEAT!my contacts are blurring in my eyes.21 hours! goodnight.may the bed bugs screw my life.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116965121316146941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116965121316146941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116965121316146941' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116894750207487264</id><published>2007-01-16T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T21:40:15.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>waggy.i felt like crap during training today.stop leaning to the right nat!ARGH. stop it uh, STOP IT.and i shall stop saying 'not bad' to myself;it seems to have an inverse reaction to the following training.okay, bye.i hope it drizzles/light rain during training tomorrow.hate sunny days.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116894750207487264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116894750207487264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116894750207487264' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116886787496400127</id><published>2007-01-15T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T21:31:14.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>in the shower.something random; i was showering last night and someone upstairs was banging on the wall for a long long time. and so neighbours downstairs (or up, im not really sure) started shouting."hoi! cha si lang ah!""BASTARD! bbbbastard ANIMAL!"hahaha! i couldn't stop laughing.anyway today's training was not bad;water good, rowing good (:well, except for the annoying advertisement people </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116886787496400127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116886787496400127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116886787496400127' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116851117115624407</id><published>2007-01-11T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T18:26:11.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my real first day at schoolFINALLY stepped into my TWO TEE OH SEVEN classroom!good good good.i started off lecture by going into the wrong maths lecture, and stayed there throughout cos i didn't realise it until like, 20mins into the lecture.and so i spent half of it whispering all the house cheers with the facils! WHHOOOOOTS.anyway highlights of the past few days;orientation 1:20071T18 rocksss! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116851117115624407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116851117115624407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116851117115624407' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116826894075677550</id><published>2007-01-08T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T23:09:00.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my heart can take this,my heart will take it.it's another really difficult test, after all.boooooo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116826894075677550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116826894075677550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116826894075677550' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116807704735783508</id><published>2007-01-06T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T22:04:09.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>double sensationsi just had a heart to heart talk with pei.in other words, bitchfest.HAHAHAHA! it was damn funny playing the webcam and speaker with her rofl expressions!laughed until i teared non stop LOLS.laughing aside i saw a pizza hut advert with the newspaper! and it said 2 regular pan pizzas for $19.90!!!! damn good deal la i wanna order!and so the first half of orientation was over.bowl </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116807704735783508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116807704735783508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116807704735783508' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116783478307340463</id><published>2007-01-03T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T22:33:03.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a different first day of school.now the perspective of being orientated and orientating other people's totally different.i read my first day of school post in j1 and i totally understand their...i wanna stone, zone out die and not do anything mood.hahaha it's definitely easier to be enthu as a facil than as a j1 la. soo.. i forgive all of you, TODAY.tomorrow better not be the same! haha.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116783478307340463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116783478307340463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116783478307340463' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116757895768811775</id><published>2006-12-31T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T00:30:29.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>silence in the house.coughing like a choked up pipe,really having a choked up throat,and my head's throbbing.what a way to spend the last day of the year.i wish the medicine would kick in.a very happy new year to all, nevertheless.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116757895768811775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116757895768811775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116757895768811775' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116748133549696019</id><published>2006-12-30T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T20:24:29.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>00:55 last night. it's almost one in the morning and i could'nt get to sleep despite the 3 days' worth of madness. and then i thought of something else besides reading Great Expectations to sleep.have been receiving belated christmas cards in the past few days; and i noticed the people who continue to send me christmas cards (though i stopped sending any this year) are mostly the ones whom i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116748133549696019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116748133549696019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116748133549696019' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116698261802064193</id><published>2006-12-25T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T01:56:02.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>merry christmas!barbeque with the whole whole whole family made my night.just hanging around with the cousins and EATING LOTS OF FOOD's happiness indeed! plus, we didn't need to do the barbequeing cos my maid did all of it and damn, she's good.exchanging of presents was even more fun; i got thongs from james WAHAHAHA and all sorts of hilarious stuff from the rest.boringest present to me of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116698261802064193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116698261802064193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116698261802064193' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116689117857363258</id><published>2006-12-24T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T00:26:18.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>KEY TO THE REST OF SINGAPORE.you poor thing! slipped out so suddenly,and i walked so fasti didn't hear or see it dropping.careless ol' nat, and mindless people behind me,never really cared.oh, my EZ LINK CARD!3 girls at training today;ohwell, WE ROCK. HAHAHAfish and co was good, but food is nothing without the company.thanks andrew erwin jenny mel pei!it's a really merry eve of christmas eve.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116689117857363258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116689117857363258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116689117857363258' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116644789278153206</id><published>2006-12-18T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T21:20:03.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sunny island's winter.aye, i wish for snow but singapore's best is just plain ol' rain and a little roaring here and there. anyway i don't feel very 'christmassy' this year, busy training and just plain lazy to do anything else besides eating and sleeping.like past years i'll always be writing 50 60 cards. i REMEMBER the funnest part about sending cards is the SENDING itself! the part where i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116644789278153206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116644789278153206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116644789278153206' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116627253418803461</id><published>2006-12-16T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T21:22:10.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Glamour, NOT!the rest, here! http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2098024995&amp;code=25714879&amp;mode=invite&amp;DCMP=isc-email-AlbumInviteanyway today's training was good :DYES WE BROKE 11! a pleasant surprise indeed.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116627253418803461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116627253418803461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116627253418803461' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116602291126187517</id><published>2006-12-13T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T23:27:31.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NYAA despite being one of those who signed up for nyaa, i still think nyaa's bullshit."The aim of the NYAA Scheme is to encourage young people between the ages of 14 and 25 years to develop personal qualities of self-reliance, perseverance and a sense of responsibility to themselves, to society and to the nation."the fact that we have to pen down our reflections is a good idea, but under a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116602291126187517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116602291126187517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116602291126187517' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116584278393514647</id><published>2006-12-11T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T21:13:03.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sleepiest movie ever.It is the secret of the world that all things subsist and do not die. But only retire from sight and afterwards return again.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116584278393514647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116584278393514647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116584278393514647' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116558362463096031</id><published>2006-12-08T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T21:13:44.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The one about the expedition!it went pretty well, even though had some mischaps.i guess it's quite hard to describe how i felt about it cos i went through almost every emotion i had during the trip.confused and empathetic when people started opening their bags and found their stuff soaked;relieved when i got my shower;happy when it's lunch;delighted when we won pictionary;excited when we saw </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116558362463096031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116558362463096031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116558362463096031' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116521577093787933</id><published>2006-12-04T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T15:02:50.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>last bit of civilisation. half an hour before meeting the canoeists (again! omg ain't i sick of them, haha) for the expedition.i'm feeling a little apprehensive about this, but it's just me i guess.boo i'm gonna miss the computer and my bed. and my breakfasts lunches breaks dinners and suppers. I HATE TENTS! despite being a deep sleeper. HAHA.ciao :D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116521577093787933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116521577093787933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116521577093787933' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116506241780295219</id><published>2006-12-02T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T20:45:34.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>of apples and oranges.consecutive appearances make me worried.and to exclude training out of the picture, i think it's stress. but the stress revolves around training so i can't really exclude it. flashbacks of it just make me feel worse.it's been bugging me all day.it's a horrible feeling; what disappointment can do to you. training hasn't been too good and it makes me kind of worried that we're</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116506241780295219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116506241780295219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116506241780295219' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116468915160080158</id><published>2006-11-28T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T12:46:52.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>arguments.everytime my brother and i disagree with my dad on the same thing, and argue with him at the same time, we somehow become closer.weird way to become closer but it happens everytime.so after the infuriating debate with the dad,the brother and i talked in my room for awhile.and it led to training, from which he commented that i was getting darker.norman: omg you look like a piece of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116468915160080158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116468915160080158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116468915160080158' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116445568546866168</id><published>2006-11-25T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T19:54:45.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>pain.this came to me during training today.when you're young, when you experience pain, you show your emotions openly without reserve. when you're happy, you smile. when you're upset, you cry.as you grow older, pain becomes more significant, whether its physical or emotional. BUT YET, when you're older, you tend to hide your feelings, and drown yourself in pain silently.all of us go through pain;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116445568546866168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116445568546866168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116445568546866168' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116426832721978723</id><published>2006-11-23T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T16:45:21.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MAI KAO JAIit's time to do ocip some justice, heh.so the first day was plain travelling, so nothing much. mostly taking camwhoring luh. but we've been doing that throughout the trip. had a 500baht massage at bangkok airport during our transition. NOT BAD FOR A START!oh, i had the coldest shower in years, and used a toilet that has to flushing system. it;s like a pour into the squatting toilet </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116426832721978723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116426832721978723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116426832721978723' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116348105297173291</id><published>2006-11-14T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T13:10:52.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bowel movements.after packing till 2 last night,and waking up at 740, i decided i was just not up to it for bright early mornings in water.so i slept till 1205 when my mum was yelling outside talking on the phone.after which i ate breakfast;AND GUESS WHAT!i felt like taking a poop.okay that part was OKAY.but last night i took a poop already!which, reminds me of erwin's disease.spreads fast </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116348105297173291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116348105297173291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116348105297173291' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116335047991585665</id><published>2006-11-13T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T00:54:39.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>aftermath of the horrible stuff.i'm all too nice;printing mini cards and CUTTING training schedules.BOOHOO.mel doesn't wna go with me to racquee.training was a terror on fri.no actually it BECAME a terror after i woke up on sat morning.next terror in about 12 hours time.anyway i've gotta pack for chiang rai soon.this is so sad.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116335047991585665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116335047991585665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116335047991585665' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116308440685472403</id><published>2006-11-09T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T23:02:11.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YAY! Hi5! it's O-V-E-R.PROJECT WORK has come and gone with the wind, thankyouverymuch.dumped everything that's gotta do w it already.it's driven everyone nuts; so you can see...James says:lol i'm so relaxed now i'm actually sitting down ... listening to music and readingnat. says:HAHAHA we're really mad ya knowJames says:lol ... i thought i'd only get down to doing this when i retire or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116308440685472403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116308440685472403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116308440685472403' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116290952042393089</id><published>2006-11-07T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T22:25:20.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>spongebob squarepants. and so it was OP dry run again.anyway mrs tan decided that we need actions for the spongebob song and we sort of 'chereographed' something out of the 3hours we spent in school.exceedingly hilarious, since EVERYONE was laughing at me.probably i look very very very stupid but who cares, 5mins of entertainment eh? hahaha.and so it was pretty fun, so much that i find myself </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116290952042393089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116290952042393089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116290952042393089' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116256406882867705</id><published>2006-11-03T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T22:33:18.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>great expectationsright now i'm lying on the bed covers stretched outshouting to the walls.my brother thinks i've gone nuts ever since i came home today.what can you say?chinese exams are over for good.not that i hate chinese LAHit's just annoying having to study it when it's not possible.anyway i was already in hyper mood last nighti swear it took so so so long for me to fall asleep HAHAHA.and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116256406882867705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116256406882867705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116256406882867705' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116238601131116477</id><published>2006-11-01T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T21:00:12.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the brocolli tasted like glue, but i ate them anyway.The key to surviving is denial.We deny that we're tired,we deny that we're scared,we deny how badly we want to succeed.And most importantly,we deny that we're in denial.We only see what we want to see and believe what we want to believe,and it works.We lie to ourselves so much that after a while the lies start to seem like the truth. We deny so</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116238601131116477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116238601131116477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116238601131116477' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116230646874909462</id><published>2006-10-31T22:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T22:54:28.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>treat or trick?i'm spongebob square pants this year.sang the entire song without the music during op todayOMG THAT WAS EMBARRASSING HAHA!i think it'll be so exciting if Singaporeans take up Halloween as a yearly festival.all the small kids in their cute costumes knocking on doors.HEHEHEH.anyway for most of the daywe were stoning at macritchie waiting for boats.and interacting with the coach? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116230646874909462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116230646874909462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116230646874909462' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116212578825355606</id><published>2006-10-29T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T23:24:12.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>photos from rahhkinns' birthday :Dand OP IS DONE! GOOD GOOD GOOD.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116212578825355606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116212578825355606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116212578825355606' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116205184907866908</id><published>2006-10-28T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T17:13:10.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RAHHKINNS' 15th! met mel and james before going to her house.THANKS TO ME,45 sommerville walk was found!we got her a nice pierre cardin bra set which, of course embarrassed james to the brink. HAHAHAHA.exciting part of today was the cam whoring and checking out the state of mess in her room.oh and of course that gameboy we were fighting to play with.anyway while i was sitting in the 153 to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116205184907866908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116205184907866908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116205184907866908' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116193059757373794</id><published>2006-10-27T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T14:55:27.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the devil wears prada.finally borrowed the bookand finished it this morning.had a few laughs as i read along.Jeffy reminds me of antm's gay/notgay/effeminate guy judge."i can work with NOT fat."hahaha, 5'10 115 pounds is not fat?!quite an insane life the assistant leads;but as the blurb says."Weisberger NAILS the so called glamour of New York's fashion world."UH HUH!considering being that busy to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116193059757373794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116193059757373794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116193059757373794' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116169768936727584</id><published>2006-10-24T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T22:07:42.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>jamsmet the aline gang AGAINincluding cathy :Dtoo bad didn't get to see chewy! ):anyway spent alot on food with them again, haha.i was thinking;if i eat at home everyday i'll have piles of $$$ for christmas!hai, almost impossible lah.after that to vivocity!aye, it was a human jam.really wanted to shove everyone in my way, i swear.nothing to look forward to school anymore besidesminor prep for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116169768936727584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116169768936727584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116169768936727584' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116151726987726033</id><published>2006-10-22T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T19:58:21.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>happy day todaythese 2 people made my day. (:CIP at whampoa was extraordinary.kept on laughing;felt a little mean along the way but its really funbanging doorsjumping up to peep at windowssaying "hello aunty uncle"smling silently since we didn't know what to sayand watching francis drawing the keys with a horrible bamboo stick was hilarious.hearing michelle speak hokkien was pretty sensational </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116151726987726033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116151726987726033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116151726987726033' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116141046964022258</id><published>2006-10-21T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T14:02:17.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>20 yearsearlier post was meant to be for friday!this is the real saturday's post.i just found out that today's my parents' wedding anniversary!sounds great that they've actually been married so long;but i thought that they should have made a bigger deal out of this special day from the start.ohwell, maybe chinese are chinese and they don't express their feelings just like the fairytale story </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116141046964022258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116141046964022258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116141046964022258' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116136387757953915</id><published>2006-10-21T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T01:04:37.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the trash can.planning for chiang raioral presentationcatching up with random peopleand amongst otherskept my mind off things.and morning run yesterday-had a surge of energythe burning sensation in my lungs didn't bother.maybe i should do that more often.i wake up something more than what i'm supposed to be something more than i have meant to show how was i supposed to know that i've wanted, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116136387757953915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116136387757953915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116136387757953915' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116117208446050462</id><published>2006-10-18T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T19:48:04.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shonagh.tutoring her's like needing 10 glasses of water to calm myself down!haha, threats and whatnots.but, the nostalgia of wooden pencils and exercise books.seeing jenny and pei's description of STUFF makes me laugh like c-ray-zee.having lunch was the main attraction of the day.sleeping in the bus, even while shonagh was in the loo HAHA.it was like a dagger; ripping out my inards, tearing it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116117208446050462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116117208446050462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116117208446050462' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116108969446748353</id><published>2006-10-17T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T20:54:54.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>goong.was in a horrible mood all day.i have no idea why there's still lessons when they're not teaching new syllabus.waiting till the end of the day to receive lit scripts back doesn't help much.hilarious part was rach's sweaty hands gripping mine like mad!HAHAHA.after school was interview;wasn't as bad as i thought it'll be.an odd question or two, with feline smiling at WHO KNOWS WHAT.quite a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116108969446748353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116108969446748353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116108969446748353' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116083509175590512</id><published>2006-10-14T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T22:11:31.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the more one is exposed to the elements of it, the more one wants it.everyone has all sorts of answers, but none- the answer i want to hear.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116083509175590512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116083509175590512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116083509175590512' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116036987816210678</id><published>2006-10-09T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T12:59:20.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haze blinds us.i don't know why but scribbling up to the last minute knowing that you can write somemore is satisfying, at the same time frustrating.HAHAHA.i forgottt to write about the vacillating of repulsion and attraction and CATHARSIS. damn.handwriting was atrocious at the last page.i think my english was too.my last sentence was sth like; in conclusion he was responsible to a small extent </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116036987816210678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116036987816210678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116036987816210678' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-116014951101792821</id><published>2006-10-06T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T23:45:11.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>accumulated mini eventsoh, damn.i left my wallet at my grandma's house.and she's leaving for malaysia at 5AM (!!!) till monday.now i DEFINITELY can't leave the house this weekend.blessing in disguise or what.milli says my posts are very emo.HAHAHA so i'm gonna try to be a bit more lively!this week;s timetable ain't too bad, considering we had to see pw everyday of the week.2 hours of mr pang </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116014951101792821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/116014951101792821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116014951101792821' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-115969616399398817</id><published>2006-10-01T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T18:01:02.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>do us some justice.the day started in confusion, seriously.the serangoon mrt control station man was in a rather crazy mood..nat: uh bus and train concession (passes the card and money over)him: sorry, sold out!nat: huh?? (very very blur look, and 2secs later i gave that exasperated look, meaning i knew he was totally lying)him: HAHAHA! that look on your face is priceless i tell you, (looks at my</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115969616399398817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115969616399398817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#115969616399398817' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-115959056021442869</id><published>2006-09-30T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T17:46:40.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm sorry, can't do nothing about it.it hurts me to see you like this.and even though i know it's my fault,i cant pluck up the courage to face youand tell you the truth.it's the result of many years of hiding.and i really can't help it.perhaps if we started out a different way;i wouldn't have been so greedy.i'm truly sorry,maybe it's too late but my heartfeels as if it's broken in twomy tears </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115959056021442869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115959056021442869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115959056021442869' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-115954848721619278</id><published>2006-09-30T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T00:49:44.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>digging into the culture; being artsy fartsy.the supposedly movie/shopping outing turned into an excursion by the malay cultural society, or rather, understanding the uniquely singapore, haha.THE SINGAPORE BIENNALE 2006.combed the stretch from plaza sing to smu, to national library, st joseph's church, national museum, city hall and many other random places.oh yeah, being tourists ourselves, we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115954848721619278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115954848721619278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115954848721619278' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-115946558254039409</id><published>2006-09-29T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T02:26:23.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I JUST HAD A HEART TO HEART TALK WITH MELISSA KOH. AHHH i miss you so.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115946558254039409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115946558254039409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115946558254039409' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-115935767876369349</id><published>2006-09-27T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T20:42:19.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you're like vindaloo curry.it was a good day today.caught 2 movies straight-john tucker must die and the banquet.i must say it's worth my 14bucks.the banquet was a little gory though; and i don't get the ending. who the hell killed her? haha.jtmd-a chick flick but nevertheless entertaining and very sweet :D:Dh2s are over and mich nato and i are gonna crash at rach's house for every-kinda-show </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115935767876369349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115935767876369349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115935767876369349' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-115917179545445841</id><published>2006-09-25T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T16:21:48.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>indulgence.geog is over and it's really a weight off my chest.anyway, celine tagged me to do this THING.somehow although i know this sorta question-answer thing is pretty senseless, it could help us understand ourselves, don't you think? ha.and since i've got nothing much to do, (for the moment)i'm more than happy to fulfil her request.HAHAHA.1. When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115917179545445841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115917179545445841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115917179545445841' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-115898436340568863</id><published>2006-09-23T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T12:06:03.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>distracted.slamming cupboards, banging doors.can you please keep mum for a while please?stop ranting; it's killing my brain.it's gonna be directed at me soon, i swear.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115898436340568863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115898436340568863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115898436340568863' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-115884427617093988</id><published>2006-09-21T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T21:27:58.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fly my kite, fly it.1) the mentally gruelling irritating days are almost over.2) i can watch my movies3) meet the aline chan-chewy-juicy-cathy-clara-teow-weixin gang4) date MELISSA KOH HUIPING.5) sleep 12 hours a day.6) talk on the phone to anyone everyday7) go to mich/rach/nat's house for 3-in-one therapy.8) shopping9) start training!10) not touch papers/notes/knowledge for a long time yet.went </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115884427617093988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115884427617093988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115884427617093988' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-115825040968942151</id><published>2006-09-15T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T00:14:31.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so beautiful.one week whooshed by and i hardly felt it.oh no, OH NOO.rachel and i are currently freaking each other out and heading towards insanity.sitting here gets me nowhere, honestly.Off comes the makeup,Off comes the clown's disguiseThe curtain's falling,the music softly diesBut I hope you're smiling as your filing out the doorAs they say in this biz that's all there is,There isn't any </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115825040968942151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115825040968942151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115825040968942151' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-115816017829019052</id><published>2006-09-13T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T23:09:38.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>why won't you give me a break?you drive me crazy, really.i cry in frustration and you don't know.ever, i suppose.i wish i had the guts to say it out.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115816017829019052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115816017829019052'/><link 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even SARS. i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115798759258514765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115798759258514765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115798759258514765' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-115746139346079203</id><published>2006-09-05T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T21:05:12.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>nobody but you. went fer tuition and met MEL THE BESTFRIEND today.aye it was quite retarded;half the time walking up and down.we need more time together mel, hahah.ooh i've wanted to mention this a long long time ago.the irony of studying is thati'm learning something, but it's mentally draining.i want nothing to do with books papers notes and brains once promos are over.Ya know, I don't know </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115746139346079203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115746139346079203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115746139346079203' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-115725856063545484</id><published>2006-09-03T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T12:42:40.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'd never put it any other way.Somewhere beyond the seaSomewhere waiting for meMy lover stands on golden sandsAnd watches the ships that go sailingSomewhere beyond the seaHe's watching for meIf I could fly like birds on highThen straight to his arms I'd go sailingIt's far beyond a star, it's near beyond the moonI know beyond a doubtMy heart will lead me there soonWe'll meet beyond the shoreWe'll </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115725856063545484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115725856063545484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115725856063545484' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-115712698987410005</id><published>2006-09-01T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T00:09:49.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY TEACHERS' DAY.this year ain't a very special one.just blog hopped-i almost forgot;what a special place such days were in ijno matter how ugly messy disgusting rundown the old old thomson campus was.i'm wishing for all those masses andtears of joy and smiles of happiness on the teachers' faces all over again.i dunno why but it does have an effect on the students.aye aye aye.nostalgia playing</summary><link 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( i know, bad of me)did k2 with amanda soh.aye NOT BAD NOT BAD, i could feel ourselves improving.and that's this thing about her that i've gotta learn;to always have a positive outlook towards everything.i kinda felt relieved when it started raining.running, screaming as the lightning </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115694424313883665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115694424313883665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115694424313883665' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-115667898736319369</id><published>2006-08-27T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T19:43:36.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>never stop, cos there'll always be someone behind you. had sheares bridge run today.had to wake up at an unearthly hour to meet at 6AM.frustrating at the beginning, slightly better at the end.in fact the rain motivated me, haha.this weekend's not totally wasted.at least i got stuff done, quite productive :Dtime spent with the muggerfuggers ain't too bad.currently i'm attempting my final draft of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115667898736319369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115667898736319369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115667898736319369' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-115642794300845265</id><published>2006-08-24T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T21:59:03.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i felt like flying.go to class in a dazed mood, come out of class bewildered.talk about laughing so hard in so many days.pe lessons in the gym always amuse me.right now i'm being distracted by my dad who's never listened to mr brown before and now he's downloading every single one and laughing hilariously at them. goodness, ultimate slow uh.rode away my toubles with the crashing waves in the </summary><link 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my readers perhaps.afterall, a diary is supposed to be personal.i mean, this year has been so different from the years before- childhood in ij, having fun in ij, the ups and downs in ij- probably most of my memories as far as i can remember.i don't consider </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115617325149030816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115617325149030816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115617325149030816' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-115607824875937383</id><published>2006-08-20T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T20:50:48.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Friendships are fragile things, and require as much handling as any other fragile and precious things."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115607824875937383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115607824875937383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115607824875937383' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-115591450189091463</id><published>2006-08-18T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T23:21:42.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>best run i've ever had.the longest run i've had with the canoeing girls,and it was the BEST.the amazing part was that we always run together.REALLY TRULY as a team.maybe that's how i don't dread running, or rather training so much anymore.olive as usual, the motivator for the girls HAHAHA.subwayed AGAIN after training.wonder how i can't get sick of it.aye i always look forward to dinner after </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115591450189091463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115591450189091463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115591450189091463' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-115573808872142484</id><published>2006-08-16T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T22:21:28.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>capsize training.WHOOTS WE TRIED Ks TADAY!!!superbly fun.capped countless times, but still fun.ahhhh mel the amusement park gave rides ta all the girls.it's just damn fun la. indescribable experience.i need ta study for maths test like now.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115573808872142484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115573808872142484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115573808872142484' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-115556327074926847</id><published>2006-08-14T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T21:47:50.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's uncontrollable, perhaps inevitable?argh. can't stand myself sometimes.enough thinking.i need ta study. psyche myself up for it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115556327074926847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115556327074926847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115556327074926847' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-115538342462897233</id><published>2006-08-12T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T19:50:24.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dead beat.even without trg today, i'm feeling fatigue overcoming me.quite a productive day with jenny peihan and mellim though.i'm a good influence, seriously.getting tired of life and the sorts.let me never forget my ultimate goal.effort and courage are not enough without purpose and direction.I walked across an empty landI knew the pathway like the back of my handI felt the earth beneath my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115538342462897233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115538342462897233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115538342462897233' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5746456.post-115504156946221375</id><published>2006-08-08T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T20:52:49.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the thought in my mind during today's walk from school to macritchie.i must,we must never stop watching the skywith our hands in our pockets,stop peering into windows when we know doors are shut.but before i spill the things i meant to hide awayor gouge my eyes with platitudes of sentiment,i'll drown the urge for permanance and certainty,crouch down and scrawl my name with yours in the wet cement.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115504156946221375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5746456/posts/default/115504156946221375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttynat.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115504156946221375' title=''/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14576776227208672495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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